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Chapter 125
chapter 0085 part 1
Chapter 85: Slaying, Revenge, Return
A voice sounded from behind. The Black Ghost reflexively swung his scythe violently backward.
The black scythe carried a sharp wind, sweeping in a circle behind him and stirring up dust.
"No one?"
Feeling the scythe swing through empty air, the Black Ghost quickly turned around, gripping the scythe in his hand. There was nobody in front of him.
Suddenly, he looked up sharply.
Tang Song stood suspended in mid-air, clad in a cloud-water blue Daoist robe and crane cloak, his sleeves fluttering. He was as handsome as an immortal descended to the mortal world.
This bearing made Tanaka Hayato feel as if he was seeing the Omotaru God, a deity renowned for handsomeness in Japan.
However, the killing intent in the eyes of the person before him also gave him the terrifying feeling of facing the Yamata no Orochi directly.
Tanaka Hayato cautiously retreated two steps, ready to run at any moment.
If classified by mutant strength, Tanaka Hayato, who could transform into an Undying Ghost, was comparable to a Level 4 mutant.
In a small country like Japan, he could completely dominate an area.
It was just that his personality... well, it was hard to describe. He was a Pachinko addict who loved playing pinball, a rotten gambler! Otherwise, he wouldn't have been controlled by The Hand for a mere 20 million Japanese yen.
"Heh!" Tang Song stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the Black Ghost in front of him, which seemed to be composed of black mist or flowing sand. He sneered and flicked his sleeve.
The Five Yin Pouch flew out, spinning in mid-air. Its opening faced downwards, releasing a gust of black wind.
This Five Yin Black Fiend condensed into a black chain as thick as a bowl.
From the outside, the color of the black chain was quite similar to the Black Ghost that Tanaka Hayato had transformed into.
The black fiend light circled in mid-air and struck down towards Tanaka Hayato's face.
Although Tanaka Hayato didn't know what these black mists were, he wasn't stupid. Facing the pouncing black mist chain, he immediately bent his knees, leaped high, and did a side flip in the air, dodging the black chain condensed from the Five Yin Black Fiend.
But before he could stand firm, the Five Yin Black Fiend circled in mid-air and suddenly transformed into countless fine needle-like fiend light.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...
The dense fiend light rained down like raindrops, and Tanaka Hayato was instantly riddled with countless holes by the fiend light...
He lowered his head in disbelief. Sunlight shone through the countless holes in his body onto the highway behind him.
Tanaka Hayato desperately tried to plug the glowing holes on his body with his hands. He had a feeling that the undying body he relied on might be useless this time.
Bang! The next second, the Five Yin Black Fiend completely erupted inside his body, and the Black Ghost burst open like a soap bubble.
"Boss!"
As the Black Ghost dissipated, Kane put away the kukri in his hand and bowed slightly.
"Boss!"
"Boss!"
"Boss!"
All the armed squad members bowed. Tang Song walked down step by step from mid-air, his sleeves fluttering, like an immortal deity in the clouds.
Kane and Lane, who had just arrived, walked over and stood behind Tang Song.
"Mm!" Tang Song spread his sleeves, collecting the Five Yin Pouch back into his sleeve. He responded and scanned the scene.
"Clean up the scene, leave no trace!"
"Yes, Boss!" Kane waved his hand, and a dozen black-clad gunmen jumped down from the truck.
Hill lay under the SUV, watching the black-clad gunmen systematically clean up the scene through the recording equipment in his hand.
The crushed and flattened cars were towed away by trucks, and the corpses were directly thrown into the trucks.
They picked up the bullet casings dropped at the scene.
They used high-pressure water hoses with chemical solvents to wash the road surface.
It was orderly and efficient. In just over ten minutes, the scene returned to calm.
Their skilled methods sent a chill down one's spine.
By the time two police helicopters flew to the scene of the incident, New York Avenue had already returned to its state of constant traffic flow.
...
Three black Mercedes-Benz cars drove on New York Avenue. In the back seat of the middle extended Mercedes-Benz car, Skye curled up in Tang Song's arms like a startled kitten, secretly sniffing the scent of grass and wood on Tang Song's crane cloak.
"The Hand has arranged a cargo ship at New York Port for rendezvous. Kane, take your men there, leave no one alive.
Also, investigate which gangs in New York were involved in this matter. My underground chamber happens to be short on blood food!"
Tang Song stroked Skye's back with his left hand, while holding an amber crystal the size of a pigeon egg in his right hand.
Inside the amber crystal, the shadow of a middle-aged man who looked remarkably like Kizaru was sealed, constantly performing the kneeling and bowing for mercy action.
"Yes, Boss!" Kane's deep voice came from the front passenger seat.
...
That night, at a gang stronghold belonging to the Mexico Qatar Group.
The Mexican Mafia, seemingly aware that they would face retaliation, had arranged over thirty elite gunmen at the stronghold.
However, as several black ghosts streaked across the night sky, a dozen pumpkin-sized bombs fell from the sky. Amidst a series of violent explosion sounds, firelight soared into the sky.
Half of the bar was directly leveled to the ground.
...
New York Port Dock
"They're here!"
Kane raised the military binoculars in his hand.
Two cargo ships were vaguely visible approaching on the sea surface.
"All units, attention, be on alert!"
Kane issued the command via communicator.
Clatter, clatter, the entire beachfront immediately echoed with the sound of pulling gun bolts and disengaging safeties.
The two cargo ships slowly approached the vicinity of this beach, less than a kilometer away.
One after another, dinghies were lowered from the cargo ships, and black-clad ninjas leaped down from the cargo ships, landing in the dinghies.
...
Two small dinghies rowed towards the coast.
A ninja held military binoculars, looking at the beachfront.
A ninja next to him asked in a low voice, "Is there anything abnormal?"
"We haven't seen any enemies, but according to the original plan, the people responsible for the rendezvous haven't arrived yet!"
On the beachfront, the soldiers were ready. Heavy weapons such as sniper rifles and rocket launchers were also prepared.
At an altitude of one kilometer from the beach, twenty soldiers stood on Black Demon Gliders, overlooking the two cargo ships, ready to strike.
The leading ninja said in a low voice, "Send them the safety signal. We'll go to the beach and check again."
A ninja nodded and emitted several strange, sharp whistles, indicating the situation on the beach.
On the cargo ships, like dropping dumplings, dozens of black-clad ninjas jumped into dinghies and rowed towards the beach.
"Prepare!"
The two leading dinghies were approaching the landing beach!
Kane directly issued the command through the communicator.
"Fire!"
The beach, beachfront, rock piles, and high ground simultaneously erupted with dense gunfire.
Chapter 85: Slaying, Revenge, Return
A voice sounded from behind. The Black Ghost reflexively swung his scythe violently backward.
The black scythe carried a sharp wind, sweeping in a circle behind him and stirring up dust.
"No one?"
Feeling the scythe swing through empty air, the Black Ghost quickly turned around, gripping the scythe in his hand. There was nobody in front of him.
Suddenly, he looked up sharply.
Tang Song stood suspended in mid-air, clad in a cloud-water blue Daoist robe and crane cloak, his sleeves fluttering. He was as handsome as an immortal descended to the mortal world.
This bearing made Tanaka Hayato feel as if he was seeing the Omotaru God, a deity renowned for handsomeness in Japan.
However, the killing intent in the eyes of the person before him also gave him the terrifying feeling of facing the Yamata no Orochi directly.
Tanaka Hayato cautiously retreated two steps, ready to run at any moment.
If classified by mutant strength, Tanaka Hayato, who could transform into an Undying Ghost, was comparable to a Level 4 mutant.
In a small country like Japan, he could completely dominate an area.
It was just that his personality... well, it was hard to describe. He was a Pachinko addict who loved playing pinball, a rotten gambler! Otherwise, he wouldn't have been controlled by The Hand for a mere 20 million Japanese yen.
"Heh!" Tang Song stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the Black Ghost in front of him, which seemed to be composed of black mist or flowing sand. He sneered and flicked his sleeve.
The Five Yin Pouch flew out, spinning in mid-air. Its opening faced downwards, releasing a gust of black wind.
This Five Yin Black Fiend condensed into a black chain as thick as a bowl.
From the outside, the color of the black chain was quite similar to the Black Ghost that Tanaka Hayato had transformed into.
The black fiend light circled in mid-air and struck down towards Tanaka Hayato's face.
Although Tanaka Hayato didn't know what these black mists were, he wasn't stupid. Facing the pouncing black mist chain, he immediately bent his knees, leaped high, and did a side flip in the air, dodging the black chain condensed from the Five Yin Black Fiend.
But before he could stand firm, the Five Yin Black Fiend circled in mid-air and suddenly transformed into countless fine needle-like fiend light.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...
The dense fiend light rained down like raindrops, and Tanaka Hayato was instantly riddled with countless holes by the fiend light...
He lowered his head in disbelief. Sunlight shone through the countless holes in his body onto the highway behind him.
Tanaka Hayato desperately tried to plug the glowing holes on his body with his hands. He had a feeling that the undying body he relied on might be useless this time.
Bang! The next second, the Five Yin Black Fiend completely erupted inside his body, and the Black Ghost burst open like a soap bubble.
"Boss!"
As the Black Ghost dissipated, Kane put away the kukri in his hand and bowed slightly.
"Boss!"
"Boss!"
"Boss!"
All the armed squad members bowed. Tang Song walked down step by step from mid-air, his sleeves fluttering, like an immortal deity in the clouds.
Kane and Lane, who had just arrived, walked over and stood behind Tang Song.
"Mm!" Tang Song spread his sleeves, collecting the Five Yin Pouch back into his sleeve. He responded and scanned the scene.
"Clean up the scene, leave no trace!"
"Yes, Boss!" Kane waved his hand, and a dozen black-clad gunmen jumped down from the truck.
Hill lay under the SUV, watching the black-clad gunmen systematically clean up the scene through the recording equipment in his hand.
The crushed and flattened cars were towed away by trucks, and the corpses were directly thrown into the trucks.
They picked up the bullet casings dropped at the scene.
They used high-pressure water hoses with chemical solvents to wash the road surface.
It was orderly and efficient. In just over ten minutes, the scene returned to calm.
Their skilled methods sent a chill down one's spine.
By the time two police helicopters flew to the scene of the incident, New York Avenue had already returned to its state of constant traffic flow.
...
Three black Mercedes-Benz cars drove on New York Avenue. In the back seat of the middle extended Mercedes-Benz car, Skye curled up in Tang Song's arms like a startled kitten, secretly sniffing the scent of grass and wood on Tang Song's crane cloak.
"The Hand has arranged a cargo ship at New York Port for rendezvous. Kane, take your men there, leave no one alive.
Also, investigate which gangs in New York were involved in this matter. My underground chamber happens to be short on blood food!"
Tang Song stroked Skye's back with his left hand, while holding an amber crystal the size of a pigeon egg in his right hand.
Inside the amber crystal, the shadow of a middle-aged man who looked remarkably like Kizaru was sealed, constantly performing the kneeling and bowing for mercy action.
"Yes, Boss!" Kane's deep voice came from the front passenger seat.
...
That night, at a gang stronghold belonging to the Mexico Qatar Group.
The Mexican Mafia, seemingly aware that they would face retaliation, had arranged over thirty elite gunmen at the stronghold.
However, as several black ghosts streaked across the night sky, a dozen pumpkin-sized bombs fell from the sky. Amidst a series of violent explosion sounds, firelight soared into the sky.
Half of the bar was directly leveled to the ground.
...
New York Port Dock
"They're here!"
Kane raised the military binoculars in his hand.
Two cargo ships were vaguely visible approaching on the sea surface.
"All units, attention, be on alert!"
Kane issued the command via communicator.
Clatter, clatter, the entire beachfront immediately echoed with the sound of pulling gun bolts and disengaging safeties.
The two cargo ships slowly approached the vicinity of this beach, less than a kilometer away.
One after another, dinghies were lowered from the cargo ships, and black-clad ninjas leaped down from the cargo ships, landing in the dinghies.
...
Two small dinghies rowed towards the coast.
A ninja held military binoculars, looking at the beachfront.
A ninja next to him asked in a low voice, "Is there anything abnormal?"
"We haven't seen any enemies, but according to the original plan, the people responsible for the rendezvous haven't arrived yet!"
On the beachfront, the soldiers were ready. Heavy weapons such as sniper rifles and rocket launchers were also prepared.
At an altitude of one kilometer from the beach, twenty soldiers stood on Black Demon Gliders, overlooking the two cargo ships, ready to strike.
The leading ninja said in a low voice, "Send them the safety signal. We'll go to the beach and check again."
A ninja nodded and emitted several strange, sharp whistles, indicating the situation on the beach.
On the cargo ships, like dropping dumplings, dozens of black-clad ninjas jumped into dinghies and rowed towards the beach.
"Prepare!"
The two leading dinghies were approaching the landing beach!
Kane directly issued the command through the communicator.
"Fire!"
The beach, beachfront, rock piles, and high ground simultaneously erupted with dense gunfire.
