At 7 p.m., as the dim light faded on the horizon, Cao Zhengkang's car stopped in the middle of the open space.
The headlights came on, paving a rough, gravel road in the only direction leading into the construction site.
"Dongbala ah, dongba dongbala..."
The car radio played a melodious tune. In the driver's seat, Cao Zhengkang raised his phone, stiffly extended his finger, opened his mouth, and shouted angrily into the phone: "Did you die on the road?!"
"Where the hell are you?!"
"Do you even want to stay in this business anymore?!"
After his angry shout, Cao Zhengkang closed his agape and stared blankly at the call screen on his phone.
"We're here, we'll be right in." Cao Zhengkang's underling raised his voice on the other end of the phone, accompanied by beams of light shining down on the hillside.
It's here!
Lin Feng's gaze was intense as he stood on high ground and saw Cao Zhengkang's younger brother's car and the faint figures appearing in the back seat.
A moment later, the car drove into the construction site, its bright high beams swerving to the right before stopping directly in front of Cao Zhengkang's car. The hazard lights flashed on both sides, and Cao Zhengkang's henchman reached out, opened the car door, and stepped out, holding up his phone that he had just dialed a number. He looked excited.
Buzz!
Cao Zhengkang's phone vibrated, and the high beams that had been illuminating a large area immediately switched to low beams, allowing his underling to see the faces of the people sitting inside the car.
The call connected as before. Cao Zhengkang stared directly into his underling's eyes, forcefully opening his mouth downwards, stretching it to its maximum each time, stiffly repeating the action over and over, and letting out a familiar roar.
"You died on the road?! Where the hell are you?! Do you even want to live anymore?!"
Beep beep!
The call ended, but within seconds, my younger brother's phone rang.
"If you love me, don't hurt me... *beep*..."
"You died on the road?! Where the hell are you?! Do you even want to live anymore?!"
Beep beep!
After hanging up the phone, the younger brother's hand holding the phone began to tremble, his throat bobbed, and he swallowed hard.
Only now did he realize how unfamiliar and cold Cao Zhengkang's voice was, completely different from the tone that had almost become a memory in his mind. Every familiar word was filled with a sinister laugh that made him tremble.
The phone rang again, but the song failed to start, and it was hung up abruptly under Cao Zhengkang's staring gaze.
The younger brother gripped the car door, his gaze involuntarily drifting to the figure in the back seat, then back to Cao Zhengkang, who was silently roaring with his mouth agape. At that moment, he seemed to see something—a dark hand reaching out from behind the seat, gripping Cao Zhengkang's throat, squeezing out angry curses with each contraction and release.
"There's a...ghost! There's a ghost! There's a ghost!!"
The accumulated panic burst forth like a torrent. Just as the younger brother took a step to run away, a foot kicked open the back door of the car, sending him flying.
The underling, who had been lying on the ground, lost consciousness as his head lolled to the side. The foot that had kicked him had barely touched the ground before, before the exact movement could be seen, transformed into a blurry black shadow and hurtled toward Cao Zhengkang's car.
Toeless Ninja Shoes...
Lin Feng could only make out the shoe on that foot.
At this moment, the figure rushing out from below split in two halfway down the road, one on the left and one on the right, and they arrived on either side of the car.
Bang! Bang! A third black shadow suddenly appeared from the smoke. The three shadows surrounded the car, shooting out several kunai and thrusting out long swords, all attacking Cao Zhengkang at the same time.
Cao Zhengkang, inside the car, seemed oblivious to everything around him. He stared blankly down at the horn button and suddenly slammed it down hard.
"Bang! Bang!!" The deathly sound rang out.
The kunai shattered the car window, the longsword destroyed the car door, and two of the three shadows crashed into the car and vanished into thin air, leaving only the last one standing in front of the broken car door, stepping on the ghostly figure under the car.
"Don't move." Just then, a deep voice came from behind Lin Feng on the small hill, and a large hand pressed down on his shoulder without warning.
Feeling the threat coming from his shoulder, Lin Feng's left hand reached out with a demonic hand.
With a gust of wind, Lin Feng quickly created distance.
But he felt a sharp, needle-like sensation piercing his shoulder: "Mission: Rescue Chen Yaoxi and his mother!"
The person opposite him was a beat slower, and Lin Feng added in a low voice, "I'm just here to make up the numbers."
By the light of the car headlights below, he could see the man in front of him clearly: a young man wearing a black suit, ninja shoes, and a headband with a slash on his arm.
The Three Body Technique, rogue ninja, chakra scalpel, Hashirama cells... Lin Feng frowned slightly, an unreadable light flashing in his eyes.
Beside the vehicle below, a wisp of smoke appeared around the suit-clad ninja who had exchanged a few blows with Yu. A giant pair of scissors broke through the smoke and bit down hard on Yu's demonic claw.
Using clone techniques and transformation techniques as cover, the Slit-Mouthed Woman directly attacks the opponent with her strengths.
Could the person before us be the real ninja? Or perhaps... a shadow clone technique capable of creating physical clones?
Unlike the Shadow Clone Technique, which can only confuse the opponent, the Shadow Clone Technique's physical form can launch an attack and will dissipate after taking a certain amount of damage, while simultaneously transmitting the memories experienced by the clone to the original body.
If this is a clone, will his main body be nearby, or... at the unfinished building?
"Feng Guangquan and Chen Ren are dead."
Lin Feng's words continued to shock the ninja in the suit. He had just taken out his phone to make a call when his expression suddenly froze, and he asked Lin Feng, "Where are your other teammates?"
"We went to the unfinished building on Rongli Avenue. She and I are just here to delay you."
The ninja in the suit saw the no signal flashing on his phone screen, glanced at the frantically attacking Yu, and gestured to Lin Feng: "Make her stop."
"I can't control the ghostly figures." Lin Feng moved his shoulders, spreading his hands slightly, expressing a hint of helplessness.
Ghostly Shadow? The ninja in the suit didn't know much about Ghostly Shadow, but seeing Yu gradually going mad, he quickly connected it to the three Southeast Asians in his team who raised ghosts.
However, just as Lin Feng thought that the other party might sit back and watch the fight, the ninja in the suit quickly formed hand seals, creating a physical shadow clone that rushed towards Yu in the midst of the battle.
Friend? Brother? Lover? Or a business partner with a contract?
Lin Feng's gaze met the extremely distrustful look in the suit-clad ninja's eyes. He immediately gave a casual smile, obediently stepped back a distance, and sat down to continue watching the battle.
The clone rapidly approached, its hands creating afterimages before slamming them down onto the ground.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Several finger-thick wooden vines sprouted from the ground, intertwined to form a rope, grabbed Yu's legs, and suspended her in mid-air.
Snap!
The wooden vine slammed Yu to the ground, and taking advantage of Yu's inability to resist, it completely locked her limbs in place.
The ninja in the suit continued to form hand seals, and in a short while, some black tadpole-like characters appeared on the ground and quickly burrowed into the wooden vines.
Sealing technique.
This ninja's abilities are practically all-encompassing; if he also knew some genjutsu...
"I've heard there's a powerful expert among the ghosts." Lin Feng suddenly spoke up, his voice not loud, but the suit-clad ninja who was always on guard beside him heard it clearly.
"I have a friend who accidentally provoked a ghost and is now being hunted down all over the world with gadgets, which increases the difficulty of the mission."
The ninja in the suit remained silent, also considering the veracity of Lin Feng's words.
"Being targeted by a group of ghosts is not a good thing."
Lin Feng lazily uttered the last word and immediately fell silent.
As the sealing technique below approached Yu, her body was placed right in front of the Slit-Mouthed Shikigami, and the two achieved a kind of synchronization.
The nearly two-meter-tall slit-mouthed woman raised her enormous scissors, her face torn apart as she looked at her prey being brought to her mouth and let out bursts of laughter. She held the scissors horizontally at Yu's waist, and with just one stroke, she could cut Yu in half.
Just then, Yu suddenly moved her mouth a few times and spat out a flashbang.
Bang!
The flashbang exploded, and the black ghost seized the opportunity to grab the slit-mouthed woman's large scissors and plunge them into the vines binding Tama's limbs.
The ninja in the suit remained silent. His clone happened to be within the noise attack range of the flashbang explosion and was accidentally sent back.
Just as Yu broke free from control and was even preparing to snatch the slit-mouthed woman's large scissors, another person stepped out of the car driven by the underling. It was a pink-faced man wearing a white cloud-patterned hunting robe and wooden clogs.
"untie!"
The Onmyoji released an illusory talisman from his hand. Similar light patterns appeared on the face of the Slit-Mouthed Woman, and her gaping mouth immediately opened to reveal terrifying teeth.
"Shaping!"
As the command rang out, three paper soldiers flew out from the Onmyoji's sleeve and rushed towards Yu.
Yu, still seemingly a naive young man, showed no fear of these attacks. Even after fighting for so long and being at a disadvantage every time, she showed no signs of weakening. Her power seemed inexhaustible, constantly erupting.
Lin Feng sighed again: No wonder the old man was wary of the ghostly figure. Even two of these people would be troublesome. I just don't know what the method behind the ghostly figure is to turn people into ghosts. After all, it's not something an ordinary ghost can cultivate in a short time.
The next second, a blue light emanated from the Onmyoji's body, attracting his attention.
The paper soldiers grew stronger, and together with the slit-mouthed woman's sharp teeth, Yu was overwhelmed and unable to retaliate.
At this moment, Lin Feng's eyes flashed rapidly. The Red Spirit floated out from behind the car and launched the Yin Si Voice towards the direction of the Yin Yang Master.
A mournful sound rang out, and the extreme pitch, amplified by a ghostly aura, broke through the soprano's vocal range.
Lin Feng, hiding behind the hill, couldn't help but cover his ears to avoid the stinging sensation in his eardrums.
"Captain!" the ninja in the suit roared, his body flashing out as he swiftly formed hand seals and unleashed the same Wood Release ninjutsu on Lin Feng as before.
The vines grew rapidly, binding Lin Feng's legs, and then countless tadpole-like characters quickly formed the sealing technique mark unique to ninjas.
The vines are drawing on my power; the sealing technique... has suppressed the demonic power within my heart.
Lin Feng was prepared. When he saw the ninja in the suit flying towards the Onmyoji, he used all his demonic power to grab the seal.
"Um?"
The wooden vines were torn apart by the demon's hand, and Lin Feng suddenly heard a burning sound. He saw that two talismans with flames had appeared on his legs at some point.
It's a ninja's explosive tag!
The thought of crisis exploded, and Lin Feng's eyes turned bloodshot. He forcibly controlled the still-present demonic hand and grabbed the explosive tag on his leg.
Boom! Boom!
A burst of flames erupted around the Onmyoji, and flames several meters high followed from the small hill.
Before the smoke and dust from the explosion had cleared, a hail of bullets swept wildly toward the figure emitting a blue glow in the firelight.
"Da da da da!"
The submachine gun continued firing, piercing through the flames burning on the car and striking the Onmyoji's mangled body.
"Clang clang clang..." A transparent energy chain blocked the bullet, and Hong Linggui immediately changed angles, continuing to attack while using Yinsiqiang.
After firing a burst of bullets, the Onmyoji, who had lost half of his body, coughed up a mouthful of blood. The flying energy chains quickly dispersed, and the divine light around his body dimmed.
Nightmare Points +10
The suit-clad ninja, who had been hiding somewhere, charged forward madly, his cheek still on fire from the TNT explosion under the car, transforming into a bolt of lightning as he hurtled towards the Red Spirit Ghost.
Lightning Release: Chidori!
*Thud*... The submachine gun was thrown at the ninja, but Chidori's lightning easily shattered the weapon, though the Crimson Ghost had already vanished into the darkness.
At the same time, Lin Feng, who emerged from behind the hill, with his equally charred face and enduring the pain all over his body, pulled out a javelin.
The vanished Crimson Ghost reappeared, its eerie, ghostly voice booming beside the suit-clad ninja, the sonic waves, almost tangible, whipping up layers of flames. Ignoring the pain, the suit-clad ninja conjured a chakra aura in his hand and forcefully grabbed at the Crimson Ghost.
At that critical moment, a javelin gleaming with a faint black light silently pierced the ninja's chest.
boom!
The javelin pierced through flesh and blood, embedding itself in the earth.
The ninja in the suit immediately stopped and coughed up blood.
you!
The ninja in the suit felt a sudden jolt and the thought of escaping arose in his mind. His fingers, gripping the javelin, trembled as he was about to form hand seals when an extremely evil power suddenly burst forth from the javelin, rampaging through his body and hindering the flow of chakra.
*Pfft!* Blood choked in his throat. Death loomed over him. He could clearly feel the terrifying gaze from the shadows. A kind of panic emanating from life itself gripped his mind.
The next moment, a beam of black light pierced through and shattered his head.
Skill: Basic Javelin Throwing
The Nightmare Space notification flashed by, and Lin Feng's body resembled a fully drawn bow, his hands, waist, and feet forming a straight line, like a third javelin being fully drawn.
However, he did not receive any reward notification for the kill!
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