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Chapter 12 The defeat of the female ninja

Slowly placing the sports bag he was carrying in the corner, Link walked briskly into the living room and pressed the light switch.

The warm soft light illuminated the dim space. I sat on the sofa and turned on the TV for a while.

But Link kept scanning his surroundings and thought to himself,

"It's pretty well hidden..."

After a long time, Link, who looked groggy, stood up unsteadily.

I took out a blanket from the bedroom, turned off the light, curled up on the sofa, and wrapped the blanket around my body.

In the silent night, there was only the sound of the hands of the clock on the wall ticking and the dimly shining TV that seemed to have been forgotten to be turned off.

After some time, there was a slight noise from the balcony.

A strong and slender body quietly appeared on the balcony. When it passed sideways through the half-open glass door, a strange scene appeared like a slime being squeezed.

The moonlight falls, vaguely reflecting the appearance of this graceful figure.

Just staring at Link on the sofa, after waiting for nearly ten minutes,

After hearing Link's soothing and long breathing, she was completely relieved.

She slowly pulled out a long and narrow samurai sword from behind, and couldn't help but laugh in her heart.

"So what about superhuman beings,"

“When a person is killed, he dies.”

Immediately, she aimed at Link's neck and vigorously waved the katana in her hand.

The sharp blade was just as she expected, cutting through blankets and clothing fabrics with ease.

"哐——"

But then, a sound of gold and iron echoed in the living room,

A violent tremor was transmitted through the blade to her wrist, almost causing her to throw away her hand.

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A very bad feeling suddenly arose in my heart,

"I said, wouldn't it be too rude of you to chop someone's neck when they meet?"

Link immediately stood up, and then used his fingers to pop out a leftover fruit core.

The core hits the switch on the wall,

Dazzling white light filled the entire room,

At this moment, Link also saw clearly the appearance of the uninvited guest in front of him.

It was a man wearing a pitch-black gelatin tight-fitting battle suit, carrying a scabbard on his back, a long and narrow tactical elastic belt, a generous heart, and graceful body curves.

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Later, Link touched his neck. With the help of the floor-to-ceiling mirror in the living room, he also saw that the shallow white mark on his neck was disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Holding a katana in her hand, Nightingale's face was as gloomy as water. She waved the blade and rushed towards Link.

The blade was pointed directly at Link's eyeball;

Link's nerve reaction speed that was beyond ordinary people allowed him to react quickly, and he dodged this sharp and swift attack with a slight tilt of his head.

The sharp blade just cut open Link's shirt;

Seeing that he is currently unable to break through Link's defense,

Nightingale's mind was racing, thinking about the next countermeasures.

"This time I underestimated the enemy. I didn't bring any ninja tools. I must escape as soon as possible..."

Frowning slightly, Link also felt a trace of anger in his heart.

Hard! Hard! The fist is hard!

"I'm giving you face, right?"

Link raised his hand, grasped the blade in his palm, and suddenly pulled Nightingale towards him.

Unprepared, Nightingale failed to release her grip on the katana in time, and was pulled by the huge force coming from the other side of the blade.

His body leaned forward uncontrollably, stumbling towards Link.

Link's eyes flickered, he raised his fist with all his strength, and aimed a hard punch at Nightingale's abdomen.

"Uh-"

A powerful and heavy punch hit her firmly in the lower abdomen, and the jet black leather tights she was wearing were also tightened.

The whites of Nightingale's eyes turned upward, and a trace of translucent saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth. His whole body curled up like a cooked prawn, and the severe pain from his limbs filled his mind.

It hurts!

His legs were in an inward shape, and he sat down on the ground with a pop, like a female dolphin waiting to be slaughtered, and then his whole body collapsed on the ground.

The curved legs and hips outline a unique round arc.

Her palms weakly loosened her grip on the katana,

"Click"

The katana fell on the tiled floor, making a crisp sound.

At the last moment when she lost consciousness, what Nightingale was thinking was - it seemed that she was about to be...

Looking at Nightingale lying limply on the ground, Link looked at his fist in confusion.

"You won't just beat him to death, right?"

"No, there's still information I haven't asked for!"

"Wait a minute...what's going on with this puddle of water on the ground?"

"Oh~"

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[Deakin Family] The family’s mansion in New York

"Krison, it's been almost two days..."

"Why is there no movement from that killer?!"

"Lord Weeks also knows that Victor is dead!"

Hurrying into the study, Cordell looked suspiciously at Kristen, who was sitting upright behind the rosewood table.

He was holding a glass goblet, with a bright red blood-like liquid sloshing in the glass.

"Cordell, I remember saying that to enter my study, you have to knock on the door first."

Looking at Kristen with the blood shining in his pupils, Cordell shuddered, then bowed slightly and spoke,

"Sorry...Krison, I was a little too anxious."

"It doesn't matter, Cordell, you are my last brother now, but there is no next time."

Kristen slowly placed the goblet in his hand on the coaster on the table, stood up, and walked to the center of the study.

Afterwards, Kristen took out the Fruit 4s in his pocket and looked through it casually for a while.

Turning off the screen, he turned his head and said to Cordell with a smile,

"Cordell, actually, I don't think we need to worry,"

"I read some information about the killer who took on this mission,"

【Nightingale】

A senior killer, he studied under Sakura Kuni Koga Ninja Sword Style. He modified his body with drugs and developed it. He is good at using superb sword skills and equipped with various complex ninja tools. He is agile and dexterous and has a high mission completion rate...

"So it shouldn't be a big problem. You know, those ninjas just like to waste time. Just wait and see."

Cordell frowned and spoke with some concern,

"But, Kristen, I don't know why, I always feel a little uneasy lately..."

"Uneasy? What are you worried about? It's impossible for our huge [Dickon Family] to be destroyed by that unknown person, don't you think so?"

Kristen looked disapproving, and then he pressed a bell on the table.

After a while, a waiter with a solemn face in a butler's uniform knocked gently on the door.

After getting permission from Kristen to enter, he happily carried the tray and

There are two cups of fresh red wine on top.

"Come, let's celebrate tomorrow together!"

Cordell raised his glass with some anxiety.

"Here's to tomorrow!"