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The street was lined with low, dilapidated houses, their doors and windows tightly shut, and a dead silence. He had just taken a few steps when two dark figures suddenly flashed out from the alley ahead! They were none other than Scarface's men who had escaped earlier! They had clearly not gotten far, hiding in the shadows and observing!

Seeing Lin Ge'er running out alone, greed and murderous light flashed in his eyes again!

"Little brat! See where you're going!"

The two men grinned and surrounded him from the left and right!

There is a blockade ahead!

There are pursuers behind!

Brother Lin was instantly in despair!

He stopped in despair, leaning his back against the cold wall, his little face pale and his eyes filled with tears.

The oilcloth bag in his arms was like a red-hot iron, and the vibration of the "cicada" seemed to be the death knell!

Hattori Hanzo also chased to the alley entrance. Seeing the two people blocking the way ahead, a fierce look flashed in his eyes!

Without hesitation, he raised his right hand!

"Swish, swish!" Two poisonous needles shot out!

Go straight for those two people's throats!

But this time, his injuries were too severe, and his strength and accuracy were far below standard!

The two men were on guard and suddenly dodged to the side!

The poison needles flew past the corners of their clothes and got stuck in the wall!

"Damn it! Japanese! You're looking for death!" The two men were shocked and angry. They drew the short swords from their waists and pounced on Hattori Hanzo viciously!

Hattori Hanzo took a deep breath, drew out the poisoned kunai from his waist, and rushed forward!

But he was too badly injured and his movements were not as fast as usual!

As soon as they met, one of them cut his arm with a knife!

The blood instantly dyed the sleeves red!

He groaned and staggered back!

Another minion took the opportunity to chop him in the face!

Hattori Hanzo barely dodged sideways, but his footing was unstable and he fell heavily to the ground!

The dizziness caused by the poison and blood loss engulfed him like a tide!

He struggled to get up, but he was unable to do so!

When the two minions saw Hattori Hanzo fall to the ground, murderous glint flashed in their eyes!

"Kill this Japanese first! Then catch that brat!" They raised their knives and rushed towards Hattori Hanzo with a fierce smile! It seemed that Hattori Hanzo was about to die under the knife!

“Woo-woo-woo-woo!!”

A deep, powerful and penetrating horn sounded in the silent night sky without any warning!

Like the roar of an ancient beast!

It instantly drowned out all the noise!

Immediately afterwards, bright and dazzling flames lit up at the alleys at both ends of the street!

Dozens of burning torches lit up the entire street like daylight!

"The Jinwu Guards are here! Put down your weapons! Surrender!" A cold and majestic voice, like the friction between metal and iron, exploded in the fire!

Mao Mengji!

Like a demon returning from hell, he stood at one end of the street with a knife in hand!

His skinny figure cast a long, ghostly shadow in the firelight!

Night dew condensed on the black fish-scale armor, flashing with a cold light!

His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's as he swept over everyone in the field, with a cold murderous intent that seemed to control everything!

Behind him, dozens of elite soldiers of the Jinwu Guard were holding powerful crossbows "Chasing Souls", with narrow-edged swords hanging from their waists. The cold arrowheads flashed with deadly cold light in the firelight!

Like a silent killing machine, it instantly blocked all exits of the street!

Scarface's two men froze in place instantly!

It's like being cast under a spell!

The hideous smile on his face solidified into extreme fear!

Jinwu Guard!

Mao Yanwang!

How did they get here?!

Finished!

It's all over!

The daggers in the hands of the two men fell to the ground with a clang, their bodies shook like sieves, and they fell to their knees with a thud!

"M-Mercy, please spare us! General! We...we were forced to do this!"

Hattori Hanzo was lying on the ground, looking at the Jinwu Guards and Mao Mengji who were like divine soldiers descending from the sky, his eyes filled with despair and unwillingness!

Fall short!

He struggled to bite the poison sac hidden in his teeth (the last dignity of the Iga ninja), but Mao Mengji's gaze was locked on him as if it were real!

"Capture him! Leave him alive!" Mao Mengji's voice was icy cold!

Two Jinwu Guards pounced on him like wolves and tigers, instantly removing Hattori Hanzo's jaw and pinning him to the ground!

Completely cut off the possibility of his suicide!

Lin Ge'er curled up in the corner, looking at this sudden change, his little face filled with confusion and deeper fear!

Jinwu Guard!

Mao Yanwang!

He saw Mao Yanwang execute the criminals with his own eyes!

That bloody scene still gives him nightmares!

He subconsciously hugged the oilcloth bag in his arms, and his small body trembled violently with fear.

Mao Mengji's gaze was like a cold searchlight, sweeping over Lin Ge'er and landing on the mud-stained oilcloth bag in his arms. A barely perceptible gleam flashed in his eyes.

"Child," Mao Mengji's voice was still cold, but with a strange, soothing and commanding tone, "Come here. Hand the things to me."

He slowly took a step forward, his skinny figure casting a huge shadow in the firelight, pressing down on Lin Ge'er like a mountain.

Lin Ge'er looked at Mao Mengji's face, which was as thin as a ghost and had a hideous scar, and at the Jinwu Guards behind him who stood like javelins and exuded an iron-blooded murderous aura, and then at Hattori Hanzo who was pinned to the ground like a dead dog... The huge fear was like a cold giant hand, strangling his throat!

What should he do?

Hand the oilcloth bag to Mao Yanwang?

What will happen to him?

Imprisoned in a water dungeon like Jin Shunyi?

Or... like his father Wang Youde... he didn't dare to think about it!

But... not handing it over?

Can he escape?

He looked around in despair, the cold arrows of the Jinwu Guards had locked onto his every direction!

Wings can't escape!

The "cicada" in his arms continued to vibrate, as if urging him to make the final decision... Tears slid silently, and his small body trembled like a candle in the wind under the tremendous pressure of Mao Mengji.

Time seems to have frozen.

The crackling sound of burning torches and the sound of dripping grease could be clearly heard in the silent street.

The Jinwu Guard soldiers stood motionless like sculptures, only the cold arrows flickered slightly in the firelight, emitting a deadly chill.

The two minions kneeling on the ground were shaking like sieves, their foreheads pressed against the cold ground, not daring to breathe.

Hattori Hanzo was pinned to the ground, the pain of his dislocated jaw made him whimper incoherently, his eyes filled with venom and despair as he stared at the oilcloth bag in Lin Ge'er's arms.

Mao Mengji's patience seemed to be completely worn out by the silence.

His thin fingers tapped lightly on the hilt of the knife at his waist, making a soft "da...da..." sound, like a death countdown.

The sound was not loud, but it hit Lin Ge'er's fragile heartstrings like a heavy hammer!

His small body trembled violently, and he subconsciously took a step back, but his heels hit the cold wall, leaving him with nowhere to retreat!

"Kid," Mao Mengji's voice rang out again, even colder than before, with a hint of unquestionable oppression. "I won't repeat my words a second time. Hand over that thing."

He tilted his head slightly and gave a look. Two Jinwu Guards immediately stepped forward, their heavy boots clacking against the stone pavement, making a dull "dong! dong!" sound.

It’s like stepping on Lin Ge’er’s heart!

The powerful crossbows in their hands were slightly raised, and the cold arrows flashed with a poisonous blue light under the firelight, pointing precisely at Lin Ge'er's chest!

The fear of death is like pouring ice water over your head!

Lin Ge'er's blood seemed to freeze instantly!

He bit his lower lip hard and tasted the strong smell of blood.

The oilcloth bag in his arms was extremely hot, and the vibration of the "cicada" seemed to penetrate his chest!

He remembered Jin Shunyi's distorted face before his death, Hattori Hanzo's venomous eyes, and the hideous scars on Black Scorpion's men... He couldn't give them to them!

Absolutely not!

But... Mao Yanwang... will he... will he kill me?

He raised his head tremblingly, and through his tearful eyes, he saw Mao Mengji's eyes, which were as deep and bottomless as a cold pond or ancient well.

There is no mercy, no warmth, only cold scrutiny and an indifference that controls everything.

It was as if he was not a living child, but an object that needed to be dealt with.

At this critical moment!

The "cicada" in Lin Ge'er's arms suddenly made an extremely sharp and rapid buzzing sound, like a swarm of bees exploding!

At the same time, the red light spot at the top flashed wildly!

The light penetrated the oilcloth bag, casting a small patch of strange red light on the dim street!

This sudden change shocked everyone!

"Huh?!" Mao Mengji frowned slightly, and his sharp eyes instantly locked onto Lin Ge'er's chest!

That red light...that buzzing sound...is definitely not ordinary!

"Protect the general!" a lieutenant of the Jinwu Guard shouted!

Several soldiers immediately stepped forward, protected Mao Mengji behind them, and aimed their crossbows at Lin Ge'er in an instant!

Lin Ge'er was also shocked by this sudden change!

He frantically tried to cover the flashing red light, but to no avail!

The oilcloth bag vibrated wildly in his arms, as if trying to break free!

He was so frightened that he screamed subconsciously and loosened his grip!

"Plop!" The oilcloth bag fell to the ground in front of Lin Ge'er's feet!

A corner of the oilcloth wrapped around it opened, revealing a corner of the blood-stained booklet "325 Portland Cement Formula and Process Parameters (Top Secret)" inside!

And there is also the black "Cicada" that is flashing a dazzling red light and vibrating wildly!

"Get him!" Mao Mengji's eyes flashed with brilliance!

Order without hesitation!

Two Jinwu Guards soldiers pounced like tigers!

Someone instantly picked up Lin Ge'er like a chicken and held him down!

The other person leaned over like lightning and grabbed the oilcloth bag and the "Cicada" on the ground!

"No! Give it back to me!"

Lin Ge'er cried out in despair and struggled desperately, but it was like an ant trying to shake a tree!