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He bit through the wax seal and swallowed the black pill.

The pill tasted bitter and acrid, like swallowing a piece of red-hot charcoal.

After entering the stomach, it instantly turned into a hot and violent torrent, rushing through the internal organs.

A fishy and sweet taste rose to his throat and he forced himself to swallow it.

This is the "Nine Deaths Resurrection Pill", which is made from highly toxic substances. It can stimulate potential and suppress all poisons in a short period of time, but the price is damage to internal organs and severe loss of vitality.

Never use it unless absolutely necessary.

At this moment, he had no choice but to survive.

After doing all this, he was sweating profusely and breathing heavily, as if he had just been pulled out of the water.

The wound was temporarily treated and the poison was forcibly suppressed, but not eradicated.

The black lines that penetrated deep into his skin and the erysipelas raging in his body were like two sharp swords hanging over his head.

We must find an antidote as soon as possible. Otherwise, we will be attacked from both inside and outside and will surely die.

He leaned against the cold wall of the tank, closed his eyes and regulated his breathing, his mind rapidly replaying the terrifying moment just now.

That marksman... is terrifying.

He was lurking on the side, as silent as a poisonous stone, his aura blending perfectly into the environment, and even a ninja of his level was unable to detect it in advance.

He didn't launch the fatal attack until the moment he was closest to the cave entrance and his mind was most relaxed.

His precise grasp of timing, ruthless archery skills, and sophisticated psychological warfare skills make him no ordinary Jinwu Guard.

Did Mao Mengji do it himself? Or did he have another expert under his command?

The strength of the Jinwu Guards in Hu County far exceeded expectations.

And that alarm system... that iron tower... that red light... that bright beam of light... it's definitely not an ordinary thing.

Is it a trap?

Or is it a new weapon for defending the city developed by Daqian?

Serious intelligence error.

This operation was a complete failure.

Not only did he expose his whereabouts and lose elite troops, but he was also poisoned and forced to take strong medicine that damaged his essence.

How do I explain this to Lord Shimazu?

A strong sense of humiliation and overwhelming anger surged in his heart.

Iga Shinobi, have you ever suffered such a great loss?

This Hu County...must pay the price.

Just as he was regulating his breathing, he could faintly hear the sound of noisy footsteps and the light of torches in the distance outside the warehouse.

There were also the unique, cold and majestic shouts of command from the Jinwu Guard soldiers.

"Search. Search thoroughly. Don't miss any corner. The Japanese spy is injured. He can't get far."

"Focus on searching the abandoned dyeing mill area. He's been poisoned by the 'Soul-Chasing Arrow'. He can't get far."

Mao Mengji's men are chasing after them.

So fast.

Like a maggot on the tarsal bone.

Hattori Hanzo's eyes turned cold.

He held his breath for a moment, his body clinging to the inner wall of a dye vat like a gecko, blending into the deepest shadows, and even his heartbeat almost stopped.

The footsteps and the flames lingered for a moment outside the dyeing area, but did not seem to go deep into the abandoned area, and gradually faded away.

Hattori Hanzo just breathed a sigh of relief, but his vigilance was at its highest level.

Hu County has become a den of dragons and tigers.

The Jinwu Guards' search network will only become tighter and tighter.

Jin Shunyi must be contacted as soon as possible.

Get the antidote.

Otherwise, it would be a dead end. He endured the dizziness and the heaviness and numbness in his left arm, waiting until the silence returned to the outside before slipping out of the warehouse like a ghost.

He did not go directly to "Fuchang Fish Shop", but took a big detour and came to a "black market" area in the old city where all kinds of people mixed together.

This place is a mixed bag, with gambling houses, prostitutes, illegal salt dealers, and stolen goods dens everywhere. It is the place where information flows the fastest, and it is also a place where the Jinwu Guard's surveillance is relatively weak.

He changed into a shabby short brown suit picked up from the garbage dump, which was stained and dyed, and smeared mud and indigo powder on his face, disguising himself as a down-and-out dyeing factory laborer.

He mixed in with a group of laborers who had just finished work and were stinking of sweat and cheap alcohol, and walked into a cheap teahouse that was filled with smoke and noisy.

I ordered a bowl of the cheapest tea, sat in the corner, pricked up my ears, and caught the noisy discussions around me.

"Have you heard? There was a riot of Japanese pirates at the cement factory last night."

"That's right. The alarm was blaring like a ghost crying. It almost made me deaf."

"I heard that King Mao Yan of the Jinwu Guard was in charge. He shot and wounded a Japanese pirate leader with one arrow."

"Is this true? Is King Mao Yan really that powerful?"

"Of course it's true. My second uncle works for the government and heard it firsthand. The pirate leader was struck by Mao Yanwang's 'Soul-Chasing Arrow.' The arrow is highly poisonous. It kills instantly on contact with blood. I heard he couldn't get far before the poison killed him."

"Tsk tsk... The Japanese pirates are so bold. They dare to come to Hu County and run wild."

"Hey. I heard there's a reward of a thousand taels of silver for the capture of the accomplices. I want them alive or dead."

"A thousand taels? Good heavens. That's enough for me to spend several lifetimes."

"Don't dream. The Japanese pirates are very fierce. Be careful, you might get the money but not live to spend it. I heard that the pirate leader is a ninja who knows magic. He can escape even if he is poisoned."

……

Hattori Hanzo lowered his head and sipped the bitter tea, but his heart was in turmoil.

Mao Mengji took action personally.

"Soul-chasing Arrow".

Highly poisonous.

The blood seals the throat.

A reward of one thousand taels is offered.

News spreads so fast.

It seems that the Jinwu Guards are determined to dig him out.

The wound on his neck began to ache again, the numbness and itching seemed to be getting worse, and the burning sensation in his body that was suppressed by the elixir began to stir.

Jin Shunyi must be found as soon as possible.

Only through him can we get the antidote.

Or...find a black market doctor in town.

He left the teahouse and wandered through the dark alleys like a ghost, avoiding all patrolling soldiers and suspicious glances.

He came near the "Fuchang Fish Shop", but instead of approaching it directly, he hid in a dead end alley full of sewage and observed from a distance.

The door of the fish shop was closed, but the atmosphere around was clearly wrong.

Several men in casual clothes, with sharp eyes and bulging waists, were pretending to be vendors or passers-by, patrolling back and forth at the street corners and alleys near the fish market.

He is a secret agent of the Jinwu Guard.

Mao Mengji had indeed set his sights on this place.

I'm afraid that old dog Jin Shunyi is in great danger.

Hattori Hanzo's heart sank. It seemed his last hope was about to be shattered.

He suppressed the anxiety and dizziness in his heart and thought about countermeasures.

Break in?

That is courting death.

If Jin Shunyi is caught, the clue to the antidote will be lost.

Do you want to sit back and wait for death?

No.

The word "give up" does not exist in the dictionary of the Iga ninja.

He remembered the emergency contact information left by Lord Shimazu - Black Scorpion of the "Scorpion Gang".

That greedy and vicious refugee leader.

Although the risk is huge, it is the only way to survive at the moment.

He took a deep breath, blended into the night again, and sneaked towards the "Scorpion's Nest".

With every step he took, the wound on his neck felt like it was being pricked by needles. The numbness and itching had spread to his entire left shoulder and half of his chest. His left arm felt heavy and numb as if it were filled with lead. The burning energy in his body began to run rampant through his meridians, bringing waves of tearing pain.

The double torture of poison and elixir was rapidly devouring his life.

time is limited.

Deep in the "scorpion's nest", a foul stench permeated the air.

The oil lamp in Black Scorpion's shack was dim.

Black Scorpion was hugging a Japanese "prostitute" and drinking cheap liquor. His triangular eyes were blurred and his face was drunk with an obscene look.

Suddenly, a hard object on his waist began to vibrate violently without any warning, and at the same time made an extremely faint "buzzing" sound, like the buzzing of a mosquito.

"Um?."

Black Scorpion's drunken eyes suddenly opened.

He pushed the woman in his arms away and hurriedly untied a black "cicada" wrapped in rags from his waist.

The "bug" was vibrating wildly in his palm, and the red light on the top was flashing rapidly like a ghost's eye.

"Shit. What the hell?."

Black Scorpion was startled and almost threw Mingchan away.

He remembered that this was the "treasure" that the Japanese man Hattori had given him before he left.

He hesitated for a moment, remembering Hattori Hanzo's cold eyes and the promised "mountain of gold", and greed overwhelmed his fear.

Following the gesture he remembered, he pressed his thumb firmly on the bulge on the side of the "Cicada".

"Buzz." The vibration and buzzing sound stopped instantly.

Immediately afterwards, an extremely faint red light shot out from the top of "Ming Chan", projecting a line of twisted, tadpole-like Japanese characters on his palm.

Black Scorpion couldn't read a single word. He cursed in frustration and threw Mingchan to the ground.

"Damn it. Are you kidding me?"

The door curtain of the shack was lifted silently.

Hattori Hanzo's figure slid in like a ghost, his movements were still swift, but there was obviously a hint of imperceptible sluggishness.

His face was as pale as paper, his lips were chapped, his breathing was heavy and disordered, dark blood was faintly seeping from the bandage wrapped around his left shoulder, and the purple-black abrasion on his neck looked like a hideous centipede in the dim light.

The most terrifying thing was his eyes, which were bloodshot, and deep in his pupils flashed an almost beast-like pain and madness.

It was a death struggle under the dual torture of poison and strong medicine.

"Black Scorpion..." Hattori Hanzo's voice was like sandpaper rubbing against his chest, weak and cold, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Ming Chan is warning you... there's important information... in the hands of a child... He... might... come looking for you..."

Every time he spoke a few words, he would breathe slightly and his body would sway imperceptibly, as if he would fall down at any time.

"Child?" Black Scorpion was stunned, then a greedy glint flashed in his triangular eyes. "Information? What information? How much is it worth? Is it a treasure map? Or... or the formula for the 'divine soil'?"

He asked eagerly, like a shark smelling blood.

Hattori Hanzo did not answer, but just glanced coldly at the "Maicanika" on the ground, and then looked deeply at the Black Scorpion, with eyes as if he was looking at a dead person.

"Find... that child... get... get the thing... Satsuma Domain will not treat you unfairly..." Before he finished speaking, his figure flashed and disappeared behind the door curtain as if blending into the darkness, leaving behind only a faint smell of blood, a strong smell of herbs and a cold murderous intent.

Black Scorpion stared blankly at the direction where Hattori Hanzo disappeared, then looked down at the flickering "Cicada" on the ground. Greed, doubt, and ferocious light flashed in his triangular eyes.

child?

intelligence?

Satsuma's gold mine?

He licked his cracked lips and a ferocious smile appeared on his face.

"Damn it. Who cares? Anyone who doesn't make money is a bastard. Scarred head. Mad dog. Get in here." He shouted towards the outside of the door.

Soon, two ferocious-looking minions rushed in.

"Listen up. Keep a close eye on me. Any strangers who come near the Scorpion's Den these days, especially those with injuries or who look like scavengers, I'll capture them. Don't let any of them go. Do you understand? If you catch them, there's a big reward. If you don't... I'll skin you alive."

"Yes. Boss."

The two minions responded in unison, with cruel and greedy glints in their eyes.

The dark spider web has quietly opened, waiting for the moth that unawares to break in.

After leaving the "Scorpion's Nest", Hattori Hanzo could no longer hold on. He staggered into the shadows beside a stinky ditch and suddenly spat out a mouthful of black and purple blood.

He leaned against the cold wall, gasping for breath, his vision going dark, and the toxins and erysipelas in his body were like two poisonous dragons biting him madly.

He knew that he couldn't hold on for much longer.

We must...we must find the antidote...as soon as possible...