Chapter 20: The Dragon Marches into the Enemy's Lair and Avenges His Family's Humiliation

  A hidden nail of the Long family had been following Long Xing, this hidden nail was one of the top masters of the dark forces of the Long family, and all of Long Xing's experiences along the way were seen by him.

  "Still too young, entered the tiger's lair, but managed to survive by a hair."

  The dragon took a step forward, cautiously advancing towards the courtyard in sight.

  He knew that someone was waiting for him in the courtyard, to understand everything, and that the hidden nail was also following silently from a distance, hiding his breath.

  After walking for a while, a gasoline barrel appeared in front of Long Xing. As he looked around, they were densely packed everywhere.

  It's very quiet here, with gasoline drums scattered all over the woods, but a sense of danger immediately arises in Long Xing's heart, his body hair standing on end. He has no choice but to step forward, and as soon as he does, disaster is bound to strike. Perhaps just one careless move will leave him lying here forever.

  Long Xing's nerves were taut as he stepped into the oil drum distribution area, his ears and eyes constantly alert to everything around him.

  Even the slightest movement of a blade of grass would make his ears perk up, stop in his tracks and perceive carefully.

  The dragon has already walked into the oil barrel distribution center, but nothing has happened, not even a slight attack.

  "Places that seem calm on the surface often have crises lurking beneath."

  At this moment, Long Xing's mind echoed with Long Zhongtian's voice, and he didn't dare to relax for a single moment.

  Walked for a while again...

  Long Xing's mouth corners revealed a smile: "It's finally time to take action."

  After the result of that ninja, Long Xing had already felt that there were more than a dozen dangerous auras following him.

  "It seems this feeling is correct, it's not that there's no danger, but rather I haven't given them the chance to make a move."

  Whoosh... whoosh... whoosh...

  Dozens of ninja shuriken flew towards Long Xing's brow.

  。

  Forced back by Long Xing's consecutive retreats, he hadn't expected the attack to be so ferocious.

  A dagger appeared quickly in Long Xing's hand, blocking at his brow, and dozens of ninja shuriken were knocked down one by one.

  After the attack, calmness appeared again. A bead of sweat appeared on Long Xing's forehead and quickly slid down his face.

  It fell to the ground with a thud.

  At this moment, a figure flashed behind Long Xing's back.

  Bang!

  Hehe...

  The sound of a dagger being thrust into a body, Ryūjin's hand held up a ninja.

  A dagger was thrust into the ninja's heart.

  The dagger was quickly pulled out, and a flash of light flashed by.

  Hmph!

  Ryōga's face was slashed with a wound, and his dagger still lodged in the body of another ninja.

  Fell into calmness once again.

  The wound carved on his face was dripping with blood, but Long Xing had an imperceptible faint smile.

  Looking again at the two fallen ninjas, their faces were filled with incredulity. The battle was quick, only lasting an instant, and the two ninjas died at the hands of Long Xing.

  This battle was clearly seen by other high-ranking ninjas and the Dragon Family's Anzai.

  The dragon's move is accurate in timing and ruthless in action, reaching a level that makes people's hearts tremble.

  At this moment, these ninjas did not dare to make another move.

  "What kind of person can produce such a ruthless character, Young Master Long? If this is true, what kind of existence is he?"

  This dark nail is shocked at this moment and can't help but think of Long Zhongtian, because they all know that Dragon's actions are all done by Long Zhongtian himself.

  The 15th Regiment's base, at this moment Long Zhongtian is modifying a rifle, turning it into a sniper rifle with a range of about 1,000 meters.

  。

  Although modern firearms cannot achieve such precise range, for a special forces instructor who is proficient in firearms, this is nothing.

  "Sniper, hehe, it's time for you to make your appearance."

  Long Zhongtian looked at the sniper rifle in his hand that was almost modified, and he cracked a smile. At this moment, he suddenly let out a loud sneeze.

  "Some kid is scolding me again, huh, that's great, it means there's still some fighting spirit left."

  He didn't know that it wasn't someone scolding him, but rather someone guessing him, and he didn't know what kind of shock he was bringing to others now.

  Long looked ahead and saw that there were fewer and fewer oil drums. He knew he was about to leave this place, getting closer and closer to the courtyard.

  At this moment, those high-level ninjas hiding in the dark are a bit flustered. If the dragon walks out of this place, it means their failure. Even if they don't die, they can't escape the punishment they should receive.

  Just at this moment, Long Xing felt the auras of these ninjas.

  One...

  Two...

  Three...

  Four...

  Five

  "Nine people, and it seems their strength is much greater than before."

  Long Xing revealed a smile, the dagger in his hand spinning rapidly.

  "When the enemy is restless, it is also the time for your opportunity to arrive."

  The voice of Long Zhongtian appeared in his mind again. At this moment, Long Xing could be said to have even more admiration and reverence for Long Zhongtian.

  The dragon halted its footsteps and stood at the edge of the oil drum area, closing its eyes slightly.

  "On the left, five meters."

  The dragon suddenly moved, its shadow flashing by

  。

  A loud crack.

  A ninja appeared, had his neck twisted off by Long Xing, and then in a flash of movement, he was gone.

  As he regained his balance, a dagger was lodged in the heart of one of the ninjas.

  In an instant, Long Xing's figure appeared at his original landing spot, and within a short distance to his left and right lay three corpses, all killed with a single blow.

  "When facing an enemy, one strike must be fatal; if not, it will be you who dies."

  The motionless dragon line, and Dragon Among Heaven's words appeared in his mind once again.

  "Fast, fierce and accurate, one strike to kill. As a special forces soldier, being an excellent serviceman is a must-achieved condition, because servicemen are not ordinary people, they are invincible, even in death, the spirit remains, nothing can defeat the military soul of a serviceman."

  Long Zhongtian's words were still clear in Long Xing's mind at this moment, and at the same time, Long Xing was holding a ninja's corpse in his hand.

  The ninja's throat was cut by Long Xing, blood splashing on his face, splashing on his body, but Long Xing didn't have a single reaction.

  The ninjas were terrified. These high-ranking ninjas were terrified, thinking that they were not facing a human at this moment, but a devil, a devil from hell.

  He beckoned to himself, making himself his slave, taking the place of death itself to reap his own life.

  Long's family secret, at this moment his heart is racing, and he can no longer conceal his own breath.

  "Long Xing, this young man is too terrifying, he's simply a killing devil. All the way here, the lives in Long Xing's hands, Long Xing has never frowned once, but looking at his fighting expression, it seems like he's enjoying himself, enjoying the thrill of taking lives."

  "The devil, it's really the devil, a messenger of death."

  The Long family's dark nail told himself, looking at the dragon line in front of him, his heart was panicked and fearful.

  It was at this moment that the hidden nail was discovered by Long Xing, who turned his head to look at where the hidden nail was hiding, and smiled slightly in that direction. This smile made the hidden nail's heart tremble, and he swallowed his saliva.

  "He's laughing, what is he laughing at, I can't take it anymore"

  。”

  Thinking of this, the man fled from here like a madman, he was afraid, he was defeated by the aura on Long Xing's body.

  But it was not just him, the ninjas among them had already reached a breaking point, they did not dare to move themselves, and even dared not to blink their eyes.

  After a long time, Long Xing felt the enemy's fear of himself and knew that they could no longer pose a threat to him.

  But that quickly escaping Long Jia An Ding, Long Xing knew who it was, because he didn't feel any danger from this person, except that the Long family wouldn't have a third force relationship with themselves.

  The dragon walked out of this area. As soon as the dragon left, these ninjas appeared in their figures, trembling all over their bodies, looking at the devil-like back shadow in front of them.

  The dragon approached the courtyard quickly, and the large gate of the courtyard slowly opened.

  A group of Japanese samurai stood in the courtyard, lined up in two rows on either side of the gate.

  A Japanese samurai stood in the middle of a courtyard with a chair placed before him. A dragon walked into the yard, and immediately felt an aura of killing intent emanating from him.

  At this moment, the chair already had its owner, Yamamoto sat quietly there with his hands resting on the hilt of his samurai sword.

  "Being able to get here means you're strong, and you also have the qualifications to die at my hands."

  Yamamoto slowly drew out the samurai sword in his hand, a dazzling flash of light flashed before Long Xing's eyes, and Long Xing instinctively covered his eyes with his hands.

  Long felt that this knife was extremely sharp.

  Long didn't respond to Yamamoto's words, making Yamamoto extremely angry inside, which showed that the opponent in front of him didn't take himself seriously.

  "You will pay the price for your arrogance."

  Long Xing sneered with a faint smile and didn't answer anything.

  Yamamoto saw this and knew that saying anything else would be useless. The samurai sword in his hand was drawn out, making a sound of tearing through the air.

  "Kill him."

  "Good sword!"

  At this time, Long Xing was secretly amazed in his heart

  。

  The samurai in the courtyard launched a fierce attack, with the dagger held upside down in Long Xing's hand, his eyes fixed on the knife in Yamamoto's hand, and his figure moved.

  "What is your goal, remember that it's just the mountain top, the hundreds of pounds of boulders on your back don't exist at all, in your eyes, in your heart, and in your mind there is only the mountain top, as long as you reach the mountain top, you will be victorious."

  Long Xing recalled the scene of Long Zhongtian training himself. Now, in his mind, eyes and heart, there was only one goal - the treasure sword in Yamamoto's hand.

  His body was a natural-born fighter, and the screams of agony ringing in his ears didn't faze him at all.

  The dragon is currently in a subtle state.

  The dragon's movement was unseen and unheard, but Yamamoto saw it, his hand trembling as he grasped the hilt of his sword.

  Each time Long Xing strikes, a warrior's life is taken away. Extremely concise, the accuracy and ruthlessness of his moves are unmatched by anyone.

  In an instant, the courtyard was filled with the corpses of Japanese samurai, and Long Xing's body was covered in wounds big and small.

  The wound from the samurai sword's blade edge looks gruesome and terrifying.

  His military uniform had changed color and it was impossible to tell what clothes Long Xing wore.

  Ryū took a step closer to Yamamoto, who was trembling with fear at the enemy in front of him, but his inner pride made him raise the samurai sword in his hand.

  The sword flashed, metal clashed, the treasured sword in Yamamoto's hand was knocked flying, followed by a dull hum, Yamamoto looked at his own heart, his eyes unwillingly gazing at Long Xing.

  "You shouldn't mess with me."

  Long pulled out his dagger.

  Bang!

  Yamamoto knelt down in front of Long Xing, closed his eyes, and his breath disappeared.

  At this moment, a figure appeared in front of Long Xing, a short blade inserted into his abdomen, and the person was wearing a purple ninja costume. This person was Song Tian.