Spy Wars: I'm the boss, who am I afraid of?

The old man was Tang Xiaoxiao in disguise. When she saw the old man leave, there was only a group of Japanese soldiers around who were searching for anti-Japanese elements.

Tang Xiaoxiao's eyes were sharp, and she was secretly calculating. She held the dagger in her hand, took a deep breath, and said to herself: "It's time."

In the blink of an eye, Tang Xiaoxiao transformed from a frail old man into an agile master.

A dagger appeared in her hand, and within a few breaths, all the Japanese soldiers who appeared in front of her were stabbed in the throat.

All this happened as if in a dream. The old man had suddenly become a warrior with agile body and superb swordsmanship.

Her movements were quick and agile, and every move was so accurate that it was amazing.

Tang Xiaoxiao's eyes were firm and resolute, her sword skills were extremely sharp, and every strike accurately pierced the enemy's throat.

Her movements were smooth and seamless, as if she had done this countless times before.

The Japanese soldiers were stunned by her swordsmanship. They couldn't believe that the agile old man in front of them was actually an extremely old man.

They tried to fight back, but Tang Xiaoxiao's movements were too fast and they couldn't defend themselves at all.

Tang Xiaoxiao's swordsmanship is superb, her movements are clean and neat, and every move is full of strength and determination.

The Japanese soldiers were completely defenseless in the face of her swordsmanship.

They tried to run away, but Tang Xiaoxiao's movements were too fast and they couldn't get away at all.

Tang Xiaoxiao was agile and had sharp swordsmanship. In the blink of an eye, she took care of a group of Japanese soldiers.

Her eyes were cold, and a sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth: "Little devils, you have come to this day."

After dealing with the little devil in front of her, Tang Xiaoxiao used her Qinggong to chase the ninja. She thought to herself: "I want to meet the master that Tang Shui mentioned."

Tang Xiaoxiao tracked the ninja all the way and finally found him in a ruined temple.

She was agile and she arrived in front of the ninja in just a few jumps.

Upon seeing this, Ichiro Sato was shocked. He obviously had not expected that the old man in front of him had such high martial arts skills.

Sato Ichiro looked at Tang Xiaoxiao warily: "Who are you? Why did you lead me here?"

Tang Xiaoxiao raised a smug smile and said slowly, "Yes, it is me." Before she finished speaking, her eyes suddenly became sharp, as if she recalled something that made her extremely unhappy. "Do you still remember the man that the four of you besieged and injured a few days ago?"

There was a hint of coldness in her words. "That man is my subordinate. Since you dare to attack him, you must be prepared to bear my wrath."

Sato Ichiro understood that this man was the underground party member they had besieged some time ago. The old man in front of him came for revenge.

Ichiro Sato's face suddenly turned gloomy. He quickly pulled out the gleaming samurai sword from his waist and assumed a stable and powerful defensive posture.

His eyes suddenly became extremely sharp, as if they could penetrate all obstacles. His whole body exuded an awe-inspiring and inviolable aura, and the air was filled with a tense atmosphere of tension.

Faced with such an opponent, Tang Xiaoxiao did not hesitate or delay at all. She gripped the dagger tightly in her hand and launched a fierce attack on Sato Ichiro without hesitation.

Her movements were extremely agile, like a nimble leopard, moving freely in the narrow space.

The dagger in his hand was like a spirit snake, sometimes attacking and sometimes retracting, with almost no flaws in the transition between offense and defense, making Sato Ichiro a little overwhelmed for a moment.

Although he tried his best to defend himself with the samurai sword, Tang Xiaoxiao's attacks always found gaps inadvertently, making the battle seem extremely stalemate.

For a while, the two of them fought back and forth with swords flashing and sabers flying, and the fight was difficult to separate.

Although Sato Ichiro was agile, he could only barely hold on in the face of Tang Xiaoxiao's fierce attack.

He swung his samurai sword faster and faster, trying to block Tang Xiaoxiao's attack.

Tang Xiaoxiao's dagger was like a snake emerging from a cave, capable of both offense and defense, making Sato Ichiro unable to defend himself.

Although Sato Ichiro was agile, he could only barely hold on in the face of Tang Xiaoxiao's fierce attack.

He swung his samurai sword faster and faster, trying to block Tang Xiaoxiao's attack.

Tang Xiaoxiao became more and more courageous as the battle went on. She saw Sato Ichiro's weakness, took a step forward, and aimed the dagger straight at Sato Ichiro's throat.

However, just when Tang Xiaoxiao was about to succeed, Sato Ichiro suddenly used a strange ninjutsu and his figure instantly disappeared into the air.

Tang Xiaoxiao was startled and quickly retracted the dagger, looking around vigilantly.

Sato Ichiro's figure appeared again, but this time he was not in front of Tang Xiaoxiao, but behind her.

He sneered and stabbed Tang Xiaoxiao's back with the ninja sword in his hand.

Tang Xiaoxiao sensed the murderous aura behind her and quickly dodged to the side.

Sato Ichiro's ninja sword brushed past her shoulder, cutting a hole in her clothes.

Tang Xiaoxiao turned around and started a fierce battle with Sato Ichiro again.

The two men fought back and forth with swords flashing and sabers flying, and the battle became more and more intense.

Sato Ichiro's ninjutsu was mysterious and unpredictable, while Tang Xiaoxiao's moves were more flexible and varied. For a moment, the two were even unable to tell who was the winner.

At a critical moment, the dart in Tang Xiaoxiao's hand shot out instantly, forcing Sato Ichiro into a desperate situation.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Ichiro Sato had no choice but to retreat.

Tang Xiaoxiao didn't give him a chance to breathe. She took a step forward and pointed the dagger straight at the ninja's throat.

This time, Sato Ichiro could no longer dodge, and the dagger pierced his throat accurately.

Tang Xiaoxiao looked at Sato Ichiro's body and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Afterwards, Sato Ichiro's head was chopped off by Tang Xiaoxiao, and blood splattered all over the ground.

However, Tang Xiaoxiao did not hesitate at all. She quickly rolled up the bag, picked up Sato Ichiro's head and walked out.

The night was as dark as ink, the moonlight sprinkled on the quiet streets, and her figure was looming in the night.

Galloping through the empty streets, she had only one goal in mind, which was to avenge the old monk.

At this time, night had fallen and the city gates were closed.

However, she did not give up. Instead, she took advantage of the cover of night, leaped up the city wall with all her might.

She was agile and quick, like a night cat, and reached the top of the city wall silently.

Then she took out a thin thread from her arms and carefully tied Sato Ichiro's head to one end of the thread.

Then she took a deep breath and threw the thin line to the other end of the city wall.

Ichiro Sato's head drew an arc in the night sky and finally landed steadily on the other end of the city wall.

She looked at Sato Ichiro's head hanging on the city gate, and a sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Then she turned around, jumped off the city wall, and disappeared into the night.

Under the city wall, Sato Ichiro's head lay there quietly, with the moonlight shining on it, looking extremely strange.

She stood at the foot of the city wall, looking at her "masterpiece", and a strong sense of revenge surged in her heart.

She knew that her actions had caused a sensation, but she had no regrets.