Some ninjas ran to the door, only to fall to the ground as though bewitched, their bodies giving off a burnt smell.
The ninjas behind, seeing no escape, recklessly turned and rushed towards Mo Huasong, ready to fight to the death.
But as they approached, a flash of white light and their heads came tumbling down.
Soon, Mo Huasong was on the move again, killing a large group of ninjas in no time.
Mo Huasong's clothes were entirely red, soaked in the enemies' fresh blood.
"No, Mo Batian, don't kill me, this has nothing to do with us." The ninjas knelt in fear, begging for mercy.
"I've said before, anyone who provokes me, dies. The Black Strength Organization provoked me, so it must be eliminated." With that, Mo Huasong charged again.
The ninjas screamed in terror, as though they had fallen into hell. Soon, all the ninjas in the hall had been killed.
Stepping outside, Mo Huasong caused a short circuit in the wiring. Very soon, the place was ablaze.
