nd immediately began a frenzied barrage.Under Di Zhan's command, the remaining soldiers also opened fire one after another, bullets sweeping forward with fierce intensity, mowing down those fleeing so...Chapter 339: No Survivors (1/2)

The Ghost Hand Sword, a top-tier powerhouse in the Shinto Ryu, has already achieved the seventh dan in swordsmanship.

Three years ago, the Ghost Sword Executioner carried out a mission for the Shinto Flow. At that time, the Ghost Sword led hundreds of elite warriors from the Shinto Flow to the Dark World, allegedly to encircle and kill an entire army.

To everyone's surprise, after half a month, Ghost Hand Jian returned in defeat. He only had a dozen or so men left by his side, and his sword-wielding right hand had been severed at the shoulder by Qi Jian!

At that time, everyone believed the Ghost Hand Sword was done for. He had lost his sword-wielding hand, which was a fatal blow to a warrior.

But no one ever expected that Ghost Hand Jian would, with a firm belief in his heart, begin to practice wielding the sword with his left hand.

No one knows how much hardship he endured. After a year, the Ghost Hand Sword's swordsmanship had returned to its peak, and even with his left hand wielding a sword, he had comprehended and created a unique left-handed swordsmanship. The lethality of his swordsmanship was even more elusive and unpredictable than before, making it impossible to defend against.

As for Sato Tsuneda, his left-hand swordsmanship techniques are the result of training under the tutelage of a master swordsman known as "Oni no Te" (Demon Hand).

The Ghost Hand Sword was his sword master, so he naturally knew who had defeated the Ghost Hand Sword three years ago and severed its right arm.

Satan!

Satan in the dark world!

Therefore, Sato Tsudo immediately guessed his identity after hearing Ye Junlang's words. He was none other than the formidable warlord of the dark world, a figure who turned pale at the mere mention of his name, like a devil incarnate.

Sato Tsuda understood. For him and the Shinto priests he brought, they were utterly pathetic in front of Ye Junlang. Even his master, Ghost Hand Sword, was no match for him, let alone him and his men.

He could be said to be filled with regret. He had thought that this time, taking a high-paying mission to assassinate someone, would be easy. After all, it was just an unknown nobody. Who knew that in the end, he would have caught a giant shark instead.

Ye Junlang watched Sato Tsudo's face change, he must know the ghost sword in his heart.

Ye Junlang smiled calmly and said, "It is said that the Ghost Hand Sword didn't sink into despair after escaping back then. He forged a new path and cultivated his left-hand swordsmanship. I see you also wield a left-hand sword. I wonder what your relationship is to him"

"Satan, so you are Satan! The Ghost Hand Sword is my master! After my master cultivated the left-handed sword, his swordsmanship has reached a new level and is about to break through to the eighth stage of swordsmanship! My master said that as long as his swordsmanship reaches the eighth stage, he will draw his sword on you and kill you, avenging his past humiliation!" Sato Tsutada said coldly.

"Really Then I'm really looking forward to it!"

Ye Junlang laughed, he raised his frenzied dog tactical strike knife, the sharp blade pressed against Sato Tsuda's throat.

A look of utter despair crossed Sato Tsuda's face. He opened his mouth as if to speak, but with a slash of Ye Junlang's military saber, a line of blood appeared on Sato Tsuda's throat.

Ye Junlang loosened his grip, and Sato Tsuda fell to the ground.

Ye Junlang didn't rush to leave. He searched the villa, making sure there were no other people present. Then, he quickly dealt with the scene, throwing the corpses that had fallen in the front yard into the villa hall as well.

These people, of course, will have someone to bury them.

After finishing all of this, Ye Junlang closed the villa gate and silently slipped out.

He couldn't care less about who Sato Tsuda wanted to reveal as the person who commissioned them to come to Jianghai City to kill him, because he already knew the answer.

Back when I was at Hung Hsien Restaurant,

Chapter 339 No Survivors (2/2)

Some Shinto followers started a disturbance. At the time, accompanying these Shinto followers was a Chinese man who claimed to be someone from Yang Rui, the young master of the Yang family, and these Orientals were also distinguished guests invited by Yang Rui.

The answer is self-evident: who could have hired these Eastern samurai to deal with him

……

When Ye Junlang returned to the small road outside the villa area, he stopped in front of a car and nothing unusual happened.

He opened the car door and glanced at Shen Chenyu inside. Her breathing was even, and she was still unconscious. Her face, like a falling fish and a beautiful jade, seemed even more alluring in the hazy night. A peach-colored nightgown wrapped around her sexy and tender body, outlining its general shape.

Especially the pair of towering ones, without the cover of a bra, the curve is faintly visible. If you have to describe it in one sentence, it's — round and full, proudly majestic!

This is truly top-notch!

Some parts of the skin are faintly exposed, as white and smooth as snow, delicate beyond compare. Looking at it, you could almost burst it with a breath; I imagine the touch would be exquisite.

However, Ye Junlang didn't think about touching her. As a man of high moral character, he couldn't take advantage of someone in distress, could he

Phew!

Finally, Ye Junlang got into the car and drove this domineering Predator back to Jianghai University.

When Ye Junlang drove back to Jianghai University, it was already around midnight. The entire campus was immersed in a quiet atmosphere.

The car stopped at Tingzhu Xiaochu. Ye Junlang opened the car door and got out.

The hallucinogenic drug that once permeated the Bamboo Small House had already thinned and dissipated. After Ye Junlang got out of his car, he first returned to his own house and changed into a new set of clothes. His original clothes, covered in bloodstains from the fighting, reeked of blood. He definitely needed to change before saying anything else.

Ye Junlang stepped out, opened the car door, and looked at Shen Chenyu who was still in a coma. He took a deep breath, leaned down, and picked Shen Chenyu up.

Immediately, a captivating fragrance filled the air. The silk nightgown she wore was incredibly thin and smooth, like a second layer of skin.

Therefore, when Ye Junlang picked her up, he could fully feel the tenderness and softness that her body conveyed. It was a highly elastic sensation, as if interpreting what it meant to be a woman made of water.

Ye Junlang took a deep breath. He had no ulterior motives, he just gently carried Shen Chenyu into her room and laid her on her bed.

Although it's very hot during the summer, there is still a slight coolness at night.

Ye Junlang spread out the light summer quilt from the bed and gently laid it over Shen Chenyu. As he pulled the quilt up, his hand accidentally brushed against Shen Chenyu's proud peak.

For a fleeting moment, Ye Junlang felt his heart skip a beat, his soul soaring with an indescribable sensation. He was utterly captivated, almost losing himself in the sheer intensity of it all.

"This woman is totally irresistible!"

Ye Junlang thought to himself, he didn't consider himself a gentleman, but he wasn't a villain either. Even though Principal Shen was lying there, so alluring and captivating, he didn't have any inappropriate thoughts.

After doing all of that, Ye Junlang walked over and turned off the light. He was about to walk through the back door to the backyard, then climb over to his own house's backyard.

As his foot was about to leave the ground, suddenly—

"Are you just going to leave like that"

A voice of annoyance sounded faintly, echoing in Ye Junlang's ears.

……

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