"What am I? To you, I am not a human, but a god," Ningchuan said with indifference.
"Nonsense! You're talking nonsense!" the Sakura Country samurai shouted angrily.
"I'm not talking nonsense. I'm serious. I truly am a god, a death god," Ningchuan replied coldly, raising his hand slowly with half of a broken sword between his fingers.
"A death god? Are you... the Death God... Shura?" The Sakura Country samurai shivered suddenly, revealing a look of horror on his face.
He quickly turned around, intending to escape.
"Escape? It's not that easy," Ningchuan uttered calmly.
With a swift movement, he disappeared like lightning and reappeared in front of the Sakura Country samurai, raising his hand and pointing the blade at the samurai's neck.
"Don't... don't kill me... I beg you..." The Sakura Country samurai's hair stood on end.
"What are you? Why are you here? Any half-truths, and you'll die," Ningchuan said coldly.
"Don't kill me! I... I'll tell you everything! I'm a member of the Yamada Group, the Sakura Country's assassination organization. I came here on a mission to kidnap Qin Shiyun..." The Sakura Country samurai quickly confessed.
"Who issued the mission?"
"I don't know! I'm just an executor. I can't possibly know who the mastermind behind it is. The mastermind's information is top secret in all the assassination organizations..." the Sakura Country samurai said anxiously.
"Alright, it seems you're of no use anymore," Ningchuan said expressionlessly, slashing his hand.
Swish!
A silver light swept across the Sakura Country samurai's neck.
Tss...
Fresh blood sprayed from the samurai's neck like small fountains.
"I... I didn't lie..." the Sakura Country samurai protested, clutching his neck with unwillingness.
"I forgot to tell you, even if it's the truth, there's only one road for you to take—death! From the moment a Sakura Country samurai sets foot in Xia Country's territory, death is inevitable!" Ningchuan declared coldly, then turned and walked away.
Thump!
Behind him, the Sakura Country samurai fell lifelessly to the ground.
Meanwhile, inside Tang Yuechan's villa.
Four black-clad assassins surrounded Moli.
"Sister Tang, Sister Qin, quickly hide in the room!" Moli fought alone against the four assassins. Despite her considerable skills, she was outnumbered and in a precarious situation.
Qin Shirun and Tang Yuechan were already pale with fear and had retreated into the bedroom, while Moli struggled to guard the entrance.
Crack!
At that moment, one of the assassins cut the power line, plunging the villa into darkness.
Moli was already barely holding on against four opponents, and now, with darkness surrounding her, she soon reached her limit.
Swish!
A samurai sword swung towards Moli's head.
Just as Moli was despairing, a figure suddenly rushed in like a whirlwind, appearing in front of her. With two fingers, he firmly caught the samurai sword.
"Who are you?" Moli was taken aback, quickly seizing the opportunity to dodge the blade.
"Nonsense! Who are you people?" the assassin holding the sword shouted angrily. He was the companion of the Sakura Country samurai from earlier.
"I am... your death god," Ningchuan sneered, exerting force with his two fingers.
Clang!
The samurai sword instantly snapped into two pieces.
"What?" The Sakura Country assassin was stunned.
"Attack!" The other three Sakura Country assassins charged forward without hesitation, slashing their samurai swords at Ningchuan.
"Get down!" Moli recognized Ningchuan's voice and shouted in a hurry.
Even though Ningchuan had impressive skills, being able to catch a longsword barehanded, the villa was now without electricity, pitch black, making it impossible for Ningchuan to be a match for three longswords.
However, in the next moment, Ningchuan flicked his fingers three times in the darkness.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Three crisp sounds.
Ningchuan's fingers accurately and flawlessly flicked the backs of the three samurai longswords.
All three longswords broke simultaneously!
"Ah!"
The four assassins roared in anger, throwing away their broken swords and rushing towards Ningchuan.
Ningchuan's expression remained indifferent as he stepped forward, unleashing four consecutive palm strikes in the darkness.
Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump!
Four dull thuds sounded, and the four assassins cried out in pain as they were sent flying.
"Go!"
Realizing they had no chance, the four assassins turned to flee.
Ningchuan didn't pursue them. In those four palm strikes just now, he had infused them with his hidden power.
They could run at most five hundred meters before the hidden power exploded within them, causing them to die.
"Mr. Ningchuan, thank you for saving my life. Qin sister and Tang sister are in the bedroom and are unharmed," Moli thanked Ningchuan with lingering fear.
"It's nothing," Ningchuan waved his hand and glanced at Moli.
Before entering the villa earlier, he had already activated his X-ray vision ability.
Therefore, even though it was pitch black, Moli's body was defenseless in front of him.
"This girl has quite a figure," Ningchuan thought to himself.
He looked at Moli and then pushed open the bedroom door.
Due to the severed power line, the bedroom was also pitch black.
Qin Shirun and Tang Yuechan held pepper sprays and self-defense batons, feeling extremely tense.
"Ningchuan? You're back? Did you and Moli defeat those assassins together?" Qin Shirun, relying on the moonlight outside the window, saw that it was Ningchuan and Moli entering, finally relieved.
"It was Mr. Ning who defeated those assassins. He also saved my life," Moli quickly explained.
Qin Shirun's eyes brightened slightly.
She had originally thought that while Ningchuan was skilled, he could only defeat a few ordinary security guards.
But now, she was astonished to find that Ningchuan could single-handedly defeat several assassins!
Subconsciously, Qin Shiyun once again wondered who Ningchuan really was.
"Ningchuan, why don't you stay here tonight? Otherwise, what if those assassins come back?" Tang Yuechan, feeling a bit frightened, suggested.
She had initially been at odds with Ningchuan and had been determined to seek revenge.
But now, she wanted to keep Ningchuan here so she could feel a bit safer.
Although Qin Shiyun didn't speak, she also agreed to Tang Yuechan's invitation.
She had indeed been terrified earlier.
"Alright."
Ningchuan nodded and looked at the two women.
His abilities could last for five minutes each time he used them, and the five minutes hadn't passed yet, so he could clearly see Tang Yuechan and Qin Shirun.
It provided a comprehensive comparison of their figures.
Indeed, each had their own unique qualities.
Just like how radishes had their own merits, and cabbage had its own charm.
"Um... well... tonight, how about the four of us sleep in one room?" Tang Yuechan suggested again after Ningchuan agreed to stay.
She was genuinely afraid and couldn't bear to sleep alone.
Right now, she felt a slight sense of security only when she was crowded together with many people.
The more the people, the safer she felt.
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