Faced with the condemnation of the two men, if it weren't for the presence of Zhao Anqi and two other weak women behind him, Chen Feng would probably have gone straight up and attacked them. What a bunch of idiots.
"As expected, heroes emerge from among the young. At such a young age, you have already reached the level of human endurance. In terms of martial arts, your future is limitless. It's just a pity."
Iga Taketoku did not show any dissatisfaction; instead, he looked at Chen Feng with a pitying gaze.
"What's a pity? A pity for the Jonin I killed?"
Chen Feng didn't know why, but he felt much more hatred towards this bastard than towards Qianye Boluo. He himself couldn't figure out the specific reason.
"No, no, I heard you were a contestant in a Chinese music competition. You have a great talent, but you can't make good use of it. It's a real waste of your potential."
"Iga Taketoku said."
"Stop talking nonsense. Did you come here today to kill me or to talk nonsense with me? Also, our China has its own martial arts realm. Don't try to force my realm into your so-called Jonin or Jinnin."
Chen Feng gripped his katana tightly, always on guard against a sneak attack from the two ninjas. These two guys were far more powerful than Jonin. He was well aware of his weakness: he only became stronger when facing stronger opponents, but before that, he was just like that.
"You seem to have a lot of opinions about me, but have you ever considered that it was you who killed my Jonin, not me who harmed you? Your China claims to be a land of etiquette, is this how you demonstrate your principles?"
It seemed that no matter what was said, Iga Taketoku would not get angry, which puzzled Chiba Bura. He never knew that this bloodthirsty monster who killed 360 members of the Ivan family in one night could have such a good temper.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at Chen Feng again. This guy from China who had never been noticed by anyone was so powerful in martial arts. Was it the same for all of China, or was it just him?
Chiba Boro originally came here intending to kill Chen Feng, since the dignity of the ninja clan is unshakable. However, when he saw that five Jonin of the Iga clan had been killed and that Chen Feng was still able to handle the situation with ease, he realized something was amiss.
The guy in front of him must be the legendary battle body, the kind that gets stronger when facing stronger opponents. He was worried that he had become this guy's sparring partner, so he said a few words but didn't want to delve into it further.
But seeing that Iga Taketoku had suddenly become more agreeable, he knew that Iga had also discovered something that made him reluctant to take action. However, the people around him could no longer hold back.
This arrogant fool in front of us has repeatedly offended our patriarch; he deserves to die!
"Baka, you die, die, die!"
Clang!
The Japanese swords flashed with a cold light, and a suffocating chill spread out. Zhang Liangying and the others screamed and retreated, their beautiful eyes filled with terror.
It seems another fierce battle is about to begin.
Chen Feng gripped his Japanese sword tightly, ready to strike.
Will we ever be able to meet again?
"I have been praying before Buddha for thousands of years."
"I'd give up countless lifetimes for this one lifetime of love between us."
"Hopefully, this will move Heaven."
Unexpectedly, at the crucial moment, a Chinese song came from Iga Taketoku's large pocket, and it sounded so familiar.
The entire place fell into a deathly silence, all eyes turned to the highly respected Earth Ninja Lord, and to the mournful song playing from his phone.
Chen Feng's eyes widened like light bulbs as he listened to the song playing. He was completely dumbfounded; this was outrageous!
Zhang Liangying, Zhao Anqi, and the others were also stunned. This song was too familiar. Wasn't this Chen Feng's song? They never expected that this highly respected guy would set a Chinese Buddhist song as his phone ringtone.
The women, witnessing this serious yet comical scene, felt their fear lessen and almost burst into laughter.
The two men were in a very awkward situation. They had already raised their knives when their master made this phone call. Moreover, it sounded like he was speaking Mandarin. Judging from the expressions of the Chinese people on the other end, they found it unbelievable.
Chiba Bora almost lost her balance and fell over. What the hell? You're a Japanese ninja, and you're using Chinese music as your phone ringtone?
Kato Ichiba and Gyujin-kun stared wide-eyed, wondering if their local ninja had lost interest in Japanese songs.
Of course, the most embarrassed and ashamed person was Iga Taketoku himself. His usually calm face was flushed, and he looked extremely ashamed and indignant. His face was twitching and sweat was beading on his forehead.
Why did this damn phone call have to come at this time of year? It's truly a sin. Looking at the way everyone was staring at him like he was a monster, he really wanted to explain that he liked the song because it told a story about Buddha, and that he simply liked Buddhism.
That's complete nonsense.
In an awkward atmosphere, Iga Taketoku stopped the two ninjas from launching their attack and then answered the phone.
"Hey, Mishi Mishi."
At this moment, the Japanese National Guard headquarters and the minister's office were littered with broken glass and porcelain bowls, and papers, pens, ink, tables, stools, and chairs were all overturned on the ground, making it look like a major robbery had taken place.
Several secretaries in suits were busy tidying up, while Matsushima Ichiko, his face full of anger, sat on the large sofa, his fair chest heaving.
Of course, he was the one who caused all the damage in the house, because he smashed everything. The reason was that he was very angry because his superiors had made eighteen phone calls to him in a row, and finally even alarmed the Prime Minister, who warned him in a stern tone that this matter had to end here, or he would lose his ministerial position.
He knew what was going on, of course, but he was really unwilling to give up, because he felt that he was about to succeed. Chiba Boro and Iga Taketoku had both personally set out. These were the most powerful civilian forces in their Japan, the legendary Jinin, the guys who were closest to the gods.
However, the higher-ups had given him so many orders and even wanted to fire him. How could he not be angry? To let all his previous efforts go to waste was not Matsushima's style.
He felt like Yue Fei, the legendary figure in Chinese history, destined for a regrettable end. He even had thoughts of leading his security detail directly into the Prime Minister's office.
But in the end, reason prevailed, and he chose to compromise and called Taketoku Iga.
“Mr. Iga, this matter pushed by the government should end here. You must stop harming Chinese music contestants such as Chen Feng and release them.”
"What?!"
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