Chapter 342: Blood-Stained Note

eeps.Boom!Boom!Two more deafening explosions reverberated through the air. The remaining two Jeeps had also become two giant balls of fire, and under the impact of the three successive explosions, fra...It is already late at night, with everything silent and the night filled with stillness.

Yang Rui was not asleep yet. He couldn't sleep, his whole body was in a state of excitement.

Earlier this evening, Sato Tsudo told him that he was going to carry out an assassination attempt tonight. Immediately after, he left the Hiruzen Villa District with the tea girl and returned to his own residence to await news from Sato Tsudo.

Now, it has been five hours, and it's three o'clock in the middle of the night.

The initial surge of excitement and exhilaration he had felt gradually faded with the passage of time, replaced by a restless and agitated state of mind.

Yang Rui paced back and forth in the hall, smoking one cigarette after another. The ashtray was already full of butts, with almost every cigarette extinguished after a few puffs.

"He Ming, are you still unable to get in touch with Sato Tsunoda"

Yang Rui frowned and asked the middle-aged man beside him, who was his confidant He Ming.

He Minggang put down his phone and, after hearing this, shook his head and said, "There's still no response."

“This Sato Tsuda really isn't reliable, boasting about how powerful his left-handed sword is. How can it be so troublesome to deal with just a security guard I tried contacting him several times but there was no response at all. What on earth is going on” Yang Rui spoke up, and then as if remembering something, his face changed slightly, saying, "You don't think something happened to him, do you"

He Ming hurriedly said, “It shouldn’t be. Sato Tsunoda brought over a dozen or so people, all elite samurai. Perhaps Sato Tsunoda is busy with this right now and hasn't replied. Or maybe he's resting”

Yang Rui's face darkened as he shook his head and said, "No! Sato Tsuda said there would be action tonight. Regardless of the outcome, he should have contacted me. It's been so long, and I can't get in touch with him at all. I'm afraid something must have happened."

When He Ming heard this, his face also changed, and he couldn't help but ask, "Young Master, what should we do now"

Yang Rui thought for a moment, took a deep breath, and said, "Get the car ready, we're going to the Pinghu Villa District."

He Ming nodded, he immediately went out and got ready a black Mercedes-Benz S-Class Maybach sedan. Yang Rui walked out and got into this top-of-the-line vehicle.

In addition, five bodyguards also got into a Land Rover SUV and followed along.

It was so late that there were only a few cars on the road, so these two cars drove very fast. In less than half an hour, they had already arrived at Pinghu Villa District.

After driving into the villa district, they finally arrived and stopped in front of the detached villa that Sato had arranged for him.

The rear SUV's doors swung open, and five burly bodyguards stepped out. These guards were highly skilled, some even being veterans who had retired from the battlefield. They were all brought in by Yang Rui at a high price.

A bodyguard walked forward, about to open the wrought iron gate in front of the villa. Suddenly, his face tightened, and his eyes flashed with a sharp intensity. He made a gesture of alert.

The remaining four bodyguards understood instantly. They immediately went to the Mercedes-Benz S-Class Maybach Yang Rui was riding in and protected him.

What happened

Yang Rui rolled down the car window and asked in a low voice.

The bodyguard walked over and said in a grave voice, "Young Master Yang, there's a strong smell of blood inside the villa. However, we can't sense anyone else's presence inside, and it's eerily quiet all around. It's quite strange."

"The smell of blood" Yang Rui frowned, he took a deep breath and said, "You guys, go in and see what's going on."

"Yes!"

These several bodyguards immediately sneaked into the villa. They crept toward the hall, being extremely careful along the way. As they moved forward, the smell of blood became increasingly strong and pungent.

After confirming that no one was inside the villa, these bodyguards gave each other a signal and instantly pushed open the front door of the villa hall. At the same time, they all drew their cold weapons and looked warily into the villa.

The moment the villa door opened, a wave of sickeningly sweet stench hit them like a wall of blood. As these bodyguards looked inside, they all felt an urge to vomit, goosebumps erupting all over their bodies, a chill running down their spines from head to toe.

The body and blood constituted the scene that they saw first.

The entire villa's foyer floor was covered in a thick, viscous layer of crimson blood. Among the bloodstains lay bodies scattered haphazardly, each with fatal wounds to either the throat or heart, seemingly killed with a single blow.

Such a brutal and bloody scene, formed a scene like being in hell.

Even these five bodyguards, who were used to living on the edge of a knife, felt a chill run down their spines when they saw such a bloody scene.

A bodyguard immediately returned to Yang Rui's car, his face still visibly shaken. He said, "Young Master Yang, there are bodies inside. All of those Japanese samurai are dead!"

What did you say

Yang Rui's voice suddenly rose, calling out in disbelief.

He immediately pushed open the car door and walked into the villa.

Walking into the villa's hall, even though Yang Rui had mentally prepared himself, when he saw this scene, he suddenly felt an extreme nausea, a dry heave, and almost vomited.

After getting used to it a little, he walked in, no longer caring about the bloodstains on his shoes. He entered the hall and saw Japanese samurai lying in pools of blood.

As Yang Rui continued walking forward, the pupils in his eyes suddenly constricted. He saw Sato Tsuda slumped against the wall, like a puddle of mud, already dead.

Dead!

They are all dead!

Yang Rui, after traveling thousands of miles to the East, invited these Shinto samurai. They all died, slaughtered without a single survivor!

This couldn't help but send a shiver down Yang Rui's spine. Just hours ago, he was still here drinking tea with Sato Tsuneda, but in the blink of an eye, all he saw was this hellish bloodbath before him!

"Young Master, look here—"

He Ming's voice suddenly rang out, his tone trembling and filled with a hint of terror.

Yang Rui followed the sound and saw on the snow-white wall to the right of the hall, six bloody characters: "Next it's your turn!"

These six crimson characters were clearly written in blood. The strokes of the characters seemed to drip with fresh blood, forming streaks that contrasted with the eerie, blood-red inscription. Gazing upon them sent a shiver down one's spine, inducing a feeling of chilling dread.

"Who Who is it Who did this"

Yang Rui's emotions suddenly seemed out of control. He couldn't help but roar, his expression contorted and ferocious, yet unable to hide the deep fear in his eyes.

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