The giant of light in the marvel world

Tashiro Makoto, an elite ninja of the Hand, has the same status in the organization as Comrade Nobu Yoshioka, who unfortunately died, and has been favored by several "fingers" of the Hand.

Now, his superiors have given him an unprecedentedly easy task - to track down a newspaper owner.

To be honest, when Tashiro received this mission, he really didn't understand the significance of the mission at all. For an elite among the elite like him, most of the missions he took on in the past were near-death assassinations and some missions that were impossible to complete according to common sense.

But today he actually had to stare at such an old salted fish from behind for the whole time. At first glance, his whole body was full of flaws, and when he looked at it again, his whole body was still full of flaws. Thinking about it, he felt that his price had dropped.

Tashiro Makoto would never dare to neglect the orders given by his boss, but this kind of task really made him unable to get motivated. He was walking on the street, holding a disguised briefcase in his hand and a pair of glasses on his nose, hanging behind Richard from a distance of more than 20 meters. It really feels like this mission is like a vacation. He can follow such a small character all day long without being noticed at all.

Uh, wait a minute, why did he look back?

With his rich experience and superb skills as a veteran ninja, Tashiro's intuition quickly told him that things were not going well. He pretended to turn back and leave as if nothing had happened. However, even after he turned two or three turns, Richard was still following him. Wherever he turned, Richard followed him, like a piece of dog-skin plaster that he couldn't get rid of.

If someone had told him this was just a coincidence, Tashiro would have slapped that guy in the face. Even thinking with his feet, he knew that his whereabouts must have been exposed, otherwise, how could this guy be so clever and bite him the whole time?

It's just that Tashiro really can't understand how he was exposed? As the top ninja of the Hand, he would never be exposed even if he sneaked into a CIA headquarters as long as he was disguised properly. However, the other party saw through him as soon as he left the house.

Why?

But he was unfazed. After all, Tashiro Makoto is also a senior ninja of the Hand, and his tracking and anti-tracking skills are extremely proficient. He shuttled back and forth among the crowd, cleverly utilizing a series of detailed operations such as visual obstructions and blind spots. After turning four or five corners, he turned around and the other party finally stopped following him.

Tashiro chuckled. You don't know what you're capable of and you still want to follow me? Thinking too much.

Then he suddenly felt like he was struck by lightning, and his smile froze instantly.

Wait, did I just get rid of the tracking target? ? ?

Financial Building in Midtown Circle, Headquarters of the Hand.

"Oh?" Alexandra, the leader of the Hand, showed a slightly surprised expression, "A person like you can actually be dumped, so he is really not an ordinary person?"

"Uh, no." Tashiro Zhen lowered his head with a pained face, "I got rid of him."

Alexandra: "???"

Tashiro Zhen reluctantly explained the ins and outs of the matter, and finally expressed his willingness to accept any punishment. There was nothing he could do about it. As an elite person who was highly regarded by the fingers, he actually made such a low-level mistake. Even he himself felt that it was unforgivable.

He then added: "However, a woman approached him recently."

"who?"

"Erica Nakis." Tashiro Makoto said, "She is suspected to be a warrior of the Shinsumi Kai."

Now things are getting a little serious. The Masumi would call themselves the rivals of the Hand, but the Hand never felt that way. In their eyes, this is just a bunch of noobs fighting together, clamoring all day long to destroy an organization that is a hundred times larger than them. Not to mention their enemies, they are not even a threat.

But if there is really a big backer behind this Richard Lee, and the Zhenshun Association is even on the line with him, then the situation will be quite unfavorable for the opponent association.

Alexandra thought for a moment, but did not punish him. She just waved her hand: "No need to follow him. You can go and bring a message to Mr. Li. Just tell him that our Hand Club hopes to sit down and have a good talk with that gentleman. .”

"Yes." The ninja nodded, retreated into the shadows and left.

At this time, Murakami, who had been silent next to him, spoke up: "Do you think it's confirmed? Richard Lee, is he the person over there?"

"We can't be sure. But since the Zhenzhen Society has already taken action, we can't just sit back and watch any longer." Alexandra said, "Let's just treat it as a test. If he is really the Shaflin man, then it's just right. We can talk. And if not."

She paused and narrowed her eyes, with a fierce look in her eyes.

".We will kill him."

It is better to kill by mistake than to miss it. Since it is suspected that Richard is related to the Zhenzhen Society, the Hand Society must not let it go.

The other two leaders also had no objections to this decision. Suowanda leaned back in her chair, glanced at a vacant seat at the table inadvertently, and couldn't help but frown: "The Botu still hasn't come?"

"He said he had his own business to attend to," Alexandra said. "He said it was important."

"It seems like I haven't seen him for a long time." Murakami frowned, "Now that Mrs. Gao is dead and there are only four of us left, we should trust each other even more. I don't think there is anything important about him. It should have been hidden from us.”

Alexandra nodded: "I will inform the disciple."

That night, when Tashiro arrived at Richard's residence, a downpour had begun. The water crashed onto the house and the ground like a bursting dam, water droplets splashed, and the water flowed along the glass like a transparent waterfall hanging from the eaves.

The raindrops turned into a vast expanse of white, and the ninja in red braved the heavy rain, grabbed a rope, and hung on the outer wall of the building to climb up, just like an extreme climber.

As soon as Alexandra gave the order, Tashiro Zhen immediately came running to deliver a message to Richard. However, as we all know, ninjas cannot just walk in through the door. Imagine a ninja with his face covered and a sword on his back standing at the door and ringing the doorbell and asking politely: Brother, are you there? If you are here, our boss would like to invite you to have some tea and chat. If not, I'll ask again later.

When a ninja appears, he must have an imposing manner and be the first to win. You just showed your face and lost the momentum, how can you talk about it later?

So this hard-working ninja comrade braved the heavy rain and biting cold wind, holding a rope and crawling on the outer wall. It can be said that he spent his life trying to show off his coolness.

As we all know, the specialty of ninjas is to be able to "endure". Wind, rain, etc. are nothing to a top-notch ninja like him. He just wants to sneeze...

After finally climbing only two or three floors, Comrade Ninja paused and took a breath. Then he looked up and found a little blond girl at the target window looking at him with big eyes and tilted her head. It's like asking, can my brother still crawl? Do you need me to give you a hand?

Tashiro Makoto: "."

So should I continue climbing the remaining three floors, or should I not climb them?