C793 ninja torturers of the island

Long ago in Hua Xia, there was a legend about the Ninjas of the Island. Through television, movies, comics, and games, this group of professional killers were created to be godlike, as if there was nothing in the sky or on the ground. When Ye Cheng was still a child, he was still ignorant, and did worship ninjas for a period of time. However, after he received special forces training in the army and was able to have extensive access to the military knowledge of various countries, he realized that the so-called ninjas were just ancient special forces. They were also human beings, but because of the slow spread of ancient information, they had become half-human and half-ghost legends.

They did not know what level the Ninjas were, but the Ninjas were divided into the upper, lower, and lower ranks. Of course, there were some experts in any martial arts or martial arts style, and this level was only based on their cultivation year, it was not a complete summary of their true strength. However, from today's battle, the Ninja's mysterious veil was completely gone without a trace in front of Ye Cheng. It seemed like the so-called Ninjas were nothing more than this. They were like famous dishes that had been passed down for a long time in this world. Their reputation had long overshadowed their own qualities.

So that was all. The same old saying was correct. The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

From the looks of it, they were not much better than normal professional fighters. It was just that they held a patented and seemingly cold katana in their hands.

"Speak, who sent you here?" The blade in Ye Cheng's hand pointed at the seriously injured leader, who was lying on the ground. Today's events were extremely obvious. In the afternoon, he would go to the Yamaguchi group's Kawagawa Meet, and since yesterday until today, there had been an ambush by the ninja of the island. Anyone with an IQ above 20 would be able to imagine the obvious link between the two. However, Ye Cheng still wanted to ask a few questions. No matter what, these were still just his speculations.

Even though the opponent was defeated and heavily injured, and even faced with Ye Cheng's threat, he did not move an inch. The other five Ninjas behind Ye Cheng who were injured to various degrees also maintained their vigilance and remained on alert, but did not dare to take a step forward.

"If you don't tell me, I, Ye Cheng, have a lot of ways to slowly torture you. There's also you guys." Ye Cheng threatened as he slowly moved his katana back and forth on the body of the person on the ground. Now, as long as Ye Cheng exerted a little more force, the other side would be at Ye Cheng's mercy, like a cooked steak.

"Alright, I, Ye Cheng, admire you the most. At the same time, I also despise you the most. I'm sorry you've exhausted my patience. " Without any explanation, Ye Cheng raised his hand and a blade descended. The speed of his blade was so fast that it was hard to distinguish between the two. A cold light moved, and in the blink of an eye, the katana was like a large nail, fiercely nailing itself into the opponent's palm.

The other party was still enduring the pain and remained silent.

"As expected of a ninja, the skill to endure is much stronger than the skills you guys have." As he said that, Ye Cheng slowly rotated the katana that had been stained with blood who knows how many times. The enemy's hand was instantly mangled into a bloody mess by this sharp blade. The opponent could not bear it and attempted to counterattack. However, he was easily subdued by Ye Cheng.

"All of you islanders are not good people. From the bottom of your heart, you are robbers and robbers. You love to do things like stealing from chickens and dogs, and you do things like crowing and stealing from chickens and dogs. Ninja, endure my ass! " As he spoke of his hatred, Ye Cheng pulled out his katana and immediately stabbed fiercely at his other hand. This time, the other party was like an insect that had been captured by humans, and had been turned into a specimen.

Ye Cheng felt that the people behind him could no longer restrain themselves, but they were still stopped by their teammates. Ye Cheng understood this feeling. In the past, when he was on a mission, he would always encounter situations where his teammates were in the hands of the enemy while he could only obey the general situation without being able to do anything. However, he had completely changed his location now.

The other party couldn't hold it in any longer and finally shouted out.

"You're still not willing to beg for forgiveness? You're really a good set of bones, aren't you?" When people were tormented, the usually laughing Ye Cheng would become as vicious as a devil. Furthermore, to a certain extent, he was actually a devil. And from Ye Cheng's point of view, these bullying ninjas were no different from devils. The way to deal with devils was not to be submissive to them, but to repay them with blood and teeth.

"I don't know who you are, but I know your ancestors. I know the wicked things your ancestors did in China. In this land of the East China Sea, the katana in your hands right now has slaughtered countless good Chinese children, infected innocent, unarmed commoners, insulted countless women, and slaughtered countless children. "Remember, these are things that every Chinese will never forget." History's fury turned into raging fury in Ye Cheng's eyes. The power of hatred caused Ye Cheng to grab onto the other party's neck with one hand and pull out his katana with the other, stabbing towards the other party's heart.

At this critical moment, the blade of the katana stopped at 0.1 centimeters above the heart.

"Compared to your predecessors, I can be considered to have shown mercy." Even if you guys were defeated, don't you all still have to commit suicide from the bottom of your hearts? Am I considered to be more merciful? " Ye Cheng had a teasing expression on his face. The other person's eyes had long since lost all of the arrogance and coldness they had a moment ago due to the camouflage of the mask. There was only fear from the bottom of his heart and a bottomless pit of despair. Even though there was a layer of clothing in front of him, Ye Cheng could still feel the sweat all over his body.

"If you don't say it, you can't blame me!" Ye Cheng's smile was more crafty than ever. His two hands were tightly gripping the blade handle of the katana and his knees were locked onto the other's chest. At this moment, the other party's eyes widened. His body instinctively wanted to flee, but in front of Ye Cheng, that was simply impossible.

The other party finally spoke up.

However, Ye Cheng did not even blink as he stabbed his katana into the other party's heart.

"What a pity, I can't even grasp this last chance." Ye Cheng clicked his tongue in regret.

The group of Ninjas behind him were holding back their anger as if they were all silently saying, "Didn't our boss already say so?"

Yes, they had already spoken, but the island people were stubborn and stubborn. It was just like the legends said.

"It's a pity that he speaks Japanese. I can't even understand his chattering."

Only Ye Cheng could think of such a reason.

"Well, what a pity for this good sapling. Fortunately, "Ye Cheng slowly stood up. To him, the value of a dead Ninja was not more than a bag of discarded rubbish that was wrapped in a black plastic bag. At this moment, Ye Cheng turned his head around and looked at the five Ninjas with interest. His gaze was like a pervert looking at five beauties in bikinis. Needless to say, he knew what this guy wanted to do.

Retreat. Facing Ye Cheng who was not completely confident in his ability to escape, he could only retreat. The once majestic katana had now become the last piece of cloth that could not be torn off.

"Hahaha!" Ye Cheng once again activated his Gold Sun Battle Qi. With his current strength and his battle potential that was stimulated by the smell of blood, taking down the five Ninja eggs in front of him was an easy task. Ye Cheng's laughter was like the sound of a battle drum, disrupting the opponent's battle will.

"Those who don't want to end up like your heads, surrender obediently. Oh and also, remember to speak Chinese. Even though I understand many languages, but now that I have the initiative, I will automatically screen out all languages other than the Chinese standard Mandarin, including the Martian language after 0. "I don't believe it at all. You guys came all the way from that lousy island, yet you don't even know a few Chinese words. How did you all buy a box of food to order cannons?" At this moment, the situation was completely one-sided. Ye Cheng, who was confident of winning, did not forget his sense of humor and even started to joke around.

However, from the other party's point of view, these jokes were just talismans that could hasten one's death.

"The last three seconds, three." Ye Cheng closed in step by step. The five players had nowhere to retreat to. Behind them was a black SUV.

"Two!" Ye Cheng unleashed all of his Gold Sun Battle Qi, and from his point of view, these five people had already become his captives.

"One, you won't have the chance." Just as Ye Cheng was preparing to fight like a ferocious tiger that had left the mountain, his opponent made a move that made Ye Cheng's hopes come to naught.

With a "peng" sound, the opponent actually threw out a smoke bomb. In a situation where he didn't know if the smoke was poisonous or not, Ye Cheng subconsciously held his breath and paid attention to the surrounding situation, in case there was a new situation.

"Damned devils from the island, to think they even polluted the environment before leaving, they are really too fucking immoral!" After a cloud of hazy smoke passed, Ye Cheng's hand dispersed the remaining smoke in front of his eyes. The Ninja who originally thought that a person could come and go through the air without a trace was nowhere to be seen. He did not expect the scene before his eyes to leave him at a loss whether to laugh or to cry.

The Ninjas of the Island were truly dedicated. They didn't run away from the battle, but held hands and went to see the Emperor.

Yes, they all committed suicide. Judging from the fact that there were no wounds on their bodies, they must have bitten the poison in their mouths and drunk themselves to death. The Smoke Bomb was originally prepared to run away, but perhaps they were aware of their own abilities and knew that there was no hope of escaping now. They might not be able to kill themselves by biting the poison in front of Ye Cheng, because with Ye Cheng's skills, he would definitely be able to stop them.

As for why the team captain didn't kill himself, that was because that guy never thought that one day he would lose. Humans, people, it was best not to be too arrogant.

"Sometimes the dead talk more than the living." Ye Cheng walked up to the five corpses and was ready to inspect their bodies one by one. He hoped that he would be able to find something useful. Unexpectedly, at this moment, a cold and familiar voice came from afar.

"Wait!" The owner of the voice, with his high ponytail, was shrewd and capable, and the face of an angel exuded an unearthly beauty and indifference. He wore a tight black jumpsuit, and there was no doubt about his proud twin peaks. With a devilish body, he looked valiant and valiant.

Along with them came a large number of armed police troops wearing explosion-proof clothing. They were like a black undercurrent as they rushed into the underground parking lot that had just experienced a huge battle.