The lights at the intersection of the alley were lit up again, and the bodies of several black-clothed ninjas were lying in pools of blood. Their eyes were still wide and round, as if they had seen something incredible.

‘Swoosh swish swish-’

More than a dozen black shadows passed by the roofs of modern buildings, and they were agile and used the floors of the house as pedals. Several sensitive jumps fell next to the corpses of the men in black. They were also wearing strange ninja masks such as cats and foxes, and came here to check and deal with the corpses on the ground.

"It was only half a minute late, all died, and they were killed with one blow, and they didn't go through even a round." One of the ninjas swallowed and whispered in horror.

A tall figure walked out of the darkness, and a group of ninjas in black made way for the way. Under the dizzy street light, it was seen that he was wearing a unique Yasha mask and carrying a warrior sword on his back.

"Captain Yasha." The ninjas said respectfully to the Yasha masker.

Captain Yasha glanced at the corpses on the ground and said hoarsely: "If we had arrived half a minute earlier, maybe they would have died, and even we would have become dead bodies lying on the ground."

"After the team of ninjas that led to the lead, their figures disappeared without a trace nearby." A ninja said.

Captain Yasha smiled, "I think we don't have the information they want, and there is no meaning to kill. Check out the name "Logan". The two seem to be here for him, and then give feedback on what happened tonight to the superiors. Just say that if the organization does not have the awareness of dying, it will not even be able to test the strength of that man."

"Yes." The ninjas nodded their heads.

"If you don't want to die so badly, please pay attention to me. This goal is different from the usual cats and dogs. That is a real life legend."

Captain Yasha said this, a cold light burst out from his eyes. The ninja nodded, and the captain was the ninja killer named Hisan Pai. Even he was so afraid that he could imagine how terrible the other party was.

They didn't notice it.

Just above these people's heads, nearly three thousand meters above the altitude, Kyle and Yutong stood in a slump in the high wind, looking down at their every move.

Yu Tong was carrying a tangled village rain on her back, her eyes were filled with silver light, and her black hair was flying wildly, just like a holy goddess.

She whispered: "The ninjas just now were all dead soldiers, all of which were brainwashed, and the memories were broken, and most of the ones below were similar. They came from the mysterious organization of Risang, which only passed on tasks down through various secret means. Sometimes even the core members of the inner world did not know who the senior staff were, or even where the organization base was."

"You can track down if you only want." Kyle smiled.

"Of course." Yu Tong looked calm. She had already played with these seemingly clever organizational methods fifty years ago.

Besides, in the face of Yu Tong's extraordinary mental ability, as long as there is a goal of tracing, she will not be able to escape her eyes no matter how she hides.

Kyle shrugged and said, "Okay, let's leave it to you. Check the source of this organization to see if there is any information about Logan's whereabouts, and destroy the organization."

"No problem." Yu Tong nodded, looked at Kyle sideways, and asked in surprise: "Boss, what about you?"

"I'm going to see a place. I've been thinking about it seventy years ago, but the war ended too early and it was not too late."

Kyle smiled indifferently, glanced into the distance of the night sky, and the rainy pupil showed a thoughtful look. It seemed that tonight was another sleepless night.

New Tokyo City, Tianhuang Pavilion District.

Although the emperor's right to manage the country has been transferred to the Prime Minister since the end of World War II seventy years ago, the emperor is still a symbolic head of state, and has a status of less than one person and more than ten thousand people in Nisang. After all, the emperor has been deified in Nisang for generations and has become a kind of faith and god. Now even if the new prime minister takes office, he still has to be granted rights by the Emperor.

Tokyo is now full of wind and rain, and undercurrents are surging. As the place where the emperor and his family live, armed soldiers and ninja deadpools have been set up inside and outside, and no one is allowed to enter and exit at will.

At this time, it was the Emperor's Cabinet in the old era, and there was a vague light in the room on the third floor.

The beautiful woman in an officer's uniform came to the door and knocked on the wooden door. An old response came from inside, "Is it a kid? Come in."

Kazuko pushed the door open and saw a gray-haired, old man in his seventies standing in front of the portrait of the emperor during World War II, that is, his great-grandfather.

She yelled softly: "Grandpa."

"Yeah." The old man responded, his eyes never left the portrait, and he sighed after a long time: "Seventy years have passed. I remember that I was only twelve years old at that time. After defeat and surrender, my father committed suicide by separatism. I inherited the position of Emperor as a child, so I lost the power of the head of state."

"Your father is not good either. He died of illness just a few years after he was the Emperor. Fortunately, your uncle had a plan and finally got back to our clan."

The old man clenched his fists, and his old voice was full of resentment. "This is all caused by that man. I didn't expect him to come here again."

"Grandpa, please believe me."

He Ziying said with great enthusiasm: "I will definitely get rid of that demon and avenge my predecessors."

"Then please. I'm not worried about you at all, but Yukiko..." The old man sighed helplessly.

Kazuko fell silent and thought, "My sister... is indeed not suitable to stay in Tokyo at the moment, but her weak body is not suitable to be transferred to other places. Don't worry, I have sent Risang's third kendo master to protect her safety."

The old man asked, "The third master of swordsmanship is Jianyi, right?"

Kazuko replied: "Yes, because he only has one sword move, otherwise, I think he can be ranked second in the kendo."

"Okay, then I'll feel relieved." The old man continued to look up at the portrait of the Emperor, silent.

On the back of the Tianhuang Pavilion complex, there is a quiet and elegant Japanese courtyard, with cherry blossom trees and fountains flowing water, both of which are antique old royal styles.

A young girl in a long kimono leaned against the wooden door and knelt on the corridor floor. Her beautiful face had a touch of indelible paleness, but it also made her look even more regretful. Her long black hair draped down on her shoulders, and she drooped down on the floor with her close-fitting kimono, like a cherry blossom quietly blooming in the night without anyone appreciating it.

The kimono girl looked at the moon-covered courtyard in melancholy, motionless, her eyes as if she was dead. Until a heavy sound of steps came from the corridor, she made a glimmer of light appear in her eyes.

Generally, no one will come here at this time. Even if someone comes, he will try to walk carefully and will not make such a "noisy and noisy" sound.

Under the surprise gaze of the kimono girl, a tall blonde young man wearing mud boots, casually walked past the corridor in front of her.

"I thought no one lived here."

Kyle suddenly stopped and looked down at the kimono girl sitting on the floor.

"Who are you? Why... cough cough, you're here." The girl in the kimono covered her mouth and coughed a few times, opened her cute eyes wide and asked curiously.

"Just like that, I walked in." Kyle said bluntly.

"Didn't those people outside stop you?" The kimono girl was stunned like a kitten.

You should know that as the house where she lives, there have been no more than ten people who have been here in the past ten years, including her grandfather and sister.

Kyle smiled.
Chapter completed!