Chapter 18: Long Xing is Assassinated

  Dragon's movement was swift and silent, followed by a sudden rustling sound, and another ninja appeared.

  Long Xing's hand was tightly clasped around the ninja's throat.

  The ninja's entire body was paralyzed, his feet left the ground, and his whole body went limp, it can be said that he was dead beyond death.

  "Japanese, haha, Young Master told me that this is a ninja." Long Xing stepped out of the courtyard step by step.

  The Long family's hidden nails have been observing every move of Long Xing.

  At this moment, Long Xing's performance in these dark alleys has given them a deep shock.

  "This shock directly hit the heart: 'Too neat, too awesome.'"

  At the same time, he had even more admiration for Long Zhongtian, this young man. Such a master, in just a few short years, had almost reached a level that they could not climb to.

  A few dark nails quietly left here, they are going to report to Longlin, and they also understand that Long Xing does not need so many helpers.

  After all, they are the Long family. Each of these hidden nails has an extraordinary skill, and with Long Xing's martial arts skills, even if it were just them, the Black Party would not be able to pose any threat.

  A ninja was hiding beside the dragon's military vehicle, and everything that happened in the courtyard was observed by this ninja clearly.

  For an opponent like Longwei, a chill ran down his spine, and he immediately understood that it was not something the three ninjas could handle, nor was it something he could handle himself.

  After all, the two who died were lower ninjas, and he was just a middle ninja, Long Xing's strength made him feel terrible.

  After measuring up, he quit the assassination and disappeared into the night.

  The existence of this ninja did not alert the Akatsuki, but Ryūga sensed it and walked to the side of the military vehicle. Ryūga sat on the military vehicle, his mouth slightly raised: "You left really quickly." Then his eyes scanned the Akatsuki members from the Ryūga house, these members slightly lowered their heads and revealed their figures.

  "We don't have any malicious intentions, we hope you can come with us."

  More than a dozen dark nails quickly disappeared, and this speaking dark nail got on the dragon's military vehicle.

  "I think you need to know some things, after all, you are also a member of the Long family and have the blood of the Long family."

  Long hesitated for a moment and then automatically moved his seat away from the mysterious person.

  The driver of the military vehicle understood and drove towards the town's main street.

  Long Xing had just left, and several dark nails of the Long family appeared in Long Xing's courtyard. They walked into the house, cleaning up everything inside.

  The dragon used to walk happily in the courtyard with his family, but now it's desolate and barren, leaving only Long Xing alone.

  Looking at the current family situation, each of them has a mix of emotions in their hearts. Is everything really just a play on fate?

  "Master, Long Xing's strength is comparable to yours."

  A dark figure, now dressed as a warehouse clerk, walked up to Long Lin and recounted everything he had seen in detail.

  Longtan fell into shock.

  "With such skills, it's actually Dragon in Heaven who came out. What kind of strength should a 13-year-old Dragon in Heaven have?"

  If I had some doubts about this nephew before and thought that a child was messing around, then how should Long Xing explain it.

  At this moment, Long Zhongtian had a new understanding of Long Lin.

  "Maybe all of this was part of his plan."

  "What should we do, master?"

  An Ding looked at Long Lin and didn't react, after a moment he asked out his concerns, after all he was the same as Long Xing, also a member of the Long family, besides such an excellent talent must become a core disciple.

  "Leave two undercover agents beside Long Xing, withdraw the rest, closely monitor the actions of the Black Party Society, and when necessary, let them reveal their true colors."

  Long Lin gritted his teeth, thinking that a dragon's journey was far more important than some things.

  "What if they were Japanese, landlords, and arms dealers?"

  There are also some concerns about the dark nails, after all, the strength of the troops is closely related to their efforts. When the lips die, the teeth will be cold. Although the warriors in the troops are excellent, weapons are also a part of their strength.

  "I think Long Zhongtian will have a way."

  Long Lian's mouth corner was with a smile, he could see that his nephew was extremely disgusted with the Japanese. He still remembered the gleam of interest in Long Zhongtian's eyes when he mentioned the Japanese.

  "By the way, is there anyone who can bring Long Xing here?"

  Long Lin looked at the dark nail beside him and let this dark nail tell himself a satisfactory answer. "Should be on the way."

  An Zhao said something very natural and went to busy himself with his own affairs.

  The black-robed figure knelt down in front of Yamamoto in the underground meeting room, his face covered with cold sweat.

  Matsumoto, sitting next to Yamamoto, had a triumphant smile on his face as he understood the consequences of coming back today.

  It's not because I'm gloating over a failed mission, but rather because I saw that arrogant Yamamoto fail.

  "If it's really like you said, then this Long Xing doesn't seem easy to deal with."

  Yamamoto Kageyuki's words were like a thorn in the heart of this nameless ninja.

  "As an imperial ninja, I'm familiar with not having to lie, and Ryūjin is not someone that either I or those lower-ranking ninjas can handle."

  Although the ninja was afraid, he didn't show it. For a ninja's dignity, he would rather die than bow his head and maintain the pride that a ninja should have.

  "What do you think of this dragon's true strength?"

  The samurai sword in Yamamoto's hand was slowly drawn out, the eyes of the ninja stared at the sword, he understood what the sword in Yamamoto's hand represented, it was a weapon to punish their ninjas.

  Looking at the samurai sword about to be unsheathed, the ninja's heart skipped a beat.

  "You can punish me, but unfortunately, it won't do any good. Long Xing's perceptual ability is beyond imagination. The lives of the two lower ninjas are only in an instant. I don't know who can achieve this kind of ability."

  "Alas, it seems that revenge is hopeless now. How can we explain the death of Long Ba to the Emperor? Can we use our lives in exchange for nothing? They don't care how formidable their enemies are; they just want to eliminate all existence that poses a threat to Great Japan."

  Matsuda immediately stood up in anger upon hearing this. For a proud Great Japan, it was unacceptable for such a person to exist.

  Yamamoto sat calmly, but in an instant the blade flashed and the middle-aged man's eyes widened in incredulity. With a thud, he fell to the ground.

  "Mr. Matsuda, what do you think should be done?"

  The enraged Matsuda's heart skipped a beat as he saw what was unfolding before his eyes.

  "It's too fast, I'm not even a match for Yamamoto."

  At this moment, he understood why Yamamoto always suppressed himself, and had a little restraint in front of Yamamoto.

  "You're in charge of this area, you handle it."

  "Hehe..."

  Yamamoto burst out laughing.

  Suddenly his expression turned serious.

  "Alright, before dawn today, Long Xing will die under my blade."

  A cold gleam flashed across Yamamoto's knife.

  Matsuda understood, but Yamamoto had already made up his mind and was secretly smiling to himself.

  "Yamamoto, Yamamoto, no matter how well you disguise yourself, in your heart you are still a beast."

  Long Xing was soon dragged by the dark nails to the warehouse. Long Lin heard the sound of vehicles and immediately went out.

  "Hey, soldier! What do you need? I've got everything here."

  Long Lian walked passionately to Long Xing's side, and Long Xing was stunned for a moment. An Ding knew why Long Xing was stunned and quickly explained.

  "This is Dong Jia, the leader of the Long family's dark forces and also my direct superior."

  "Hmm!"

  Long Heng softly responded with an "en".

  Just now he was stunned, not for other reasons, mainly because the boss of the cargo warehouse coming over is someone he knows.

  It was the delivery master he met in the 15th Regiment, and it wasn't until now that he knew he was one of the top figures in the Long family.

  "Hehe, boss, the meat in the army is almost gone, come and buy some more, and by the way, return the deposit."

  Making concessions and smoothing things over with Long Xuan.

  The dragon beside him didn't say a word, but was carefully observing everything.

  "What secrets are hidden here, what kind of existence is the Long family assassination organization?"

  A huge question mark appeared in Long Xing's mind.

  For him, under Long Zhentian's teachings, he will never forget what Long Zhentian told himself.

  "No matter when and under what circumstances, never forget to think calmly, observe calmly, and solve the puzzles you want to know."

  Long Xing was brought into the warehouse, after entering, Long Xing found that this inn was different from other inns. Other inns were bustling with people coming and going, but here there were no guests at all, yet many partners were busy.

  But Long Xing was very clear that these guys were the hidden nails of the Long family.

  From the moment he walked into the warehouse, every move he made was being closely observed by Long Xuan's keen eyes. The more he observed, the more shocked he became in his heart. "Long Xuan, a military officer actually possesses the sharp observational skills that only top-notch assassins can have."

  "Don't you think it's strange that such a big store has no customers coming in, but the staff are busy running around non-stop?"

  "Not bad, this situation is quite suspicious. As long as one has a bit of brains, they can spot the differences here. Each and every one of them carries a strong murderous aura, which is very thick. Although their clothes can hide their identities, the natural breath emanating from their bodies will never escape the nose of an expert."

  Long Heng said everything he felt, and he thought it was unnecessary to hide these things.

  "Hmm, so all the merchants here know that this warehouse only supplies the military and these guys are also soldiers in the military. I am a purchasing agent for the military."

  Longtan explained that these things are unknown to no one, but those who don't know can see them, have already proven the extraordinariness of this person.

  "I see, but I wonder why you brought me here."

  For Long Xing, who still had unfulfilled hatred in his heart, he didn't want to get entangled anymore. After all, his time was limited, and Long Zhong Tian, the youth who made him stronger, was still waiting for him.

  Upon hearing Long Xing's words, Long Lin looked towards him and found that he didn't have any emotional fluctuations at the moment. He nodded secretly, knowing that Long Xing didn't want to waste any more time.

  "Today I went to the 15th Regiment, your matter, Long Zhongtian already knows about it, and I want to tell you, the hatred we are facing may be from the Japanese."

  "No, this isn't your enemy, it's my arch-nemesis from the Dragon Gang. I don't need any of you to help me settle this score, I'm capable of doing it myself. Long Ba was killed by me, and since I won't back down, they won't either."

  Long Xing's hand touched the gun at his waist: "If you really want to help me, just give me a dagger."

  "So you insist on handling this matter yourself."

  Longtan understands what Long Xing is thinking, as an officer he also understands that the equipment currently used by the troops are all provided by Japan.

  At this moment, a dark nail came to Long Lin's side and whispered a sentence in his ear before leaving.

  Long Lin sighed after hearing it, looked at Long Xing, and then took out a dagger from his body.

  "This dagger has been with me for twenty years, sharp as ever. I'll give it to you now, take good care of it."

  Long Xing had never received a dagger, but his eyes were fixed on Long Lin's scales, and Long Lin was staring back at Long Xing's eyes.

  He knew that Long Xing was waiting for him to tell him what he wanted to know, and Long Lin understood what Long Xing wanted to know.

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