Infiltrating the Killer Base

Dino lay sprawled in a pool of blood.

Still clutching three throwing knives tightly in his hand!

His eyes wide open, staring at the night sky as if refusing to close them in death!

No matter what, he never expected that a man who had become a legend in the assassin world of Eagle Nation would die at the hands of a dog in Daxia.

Long scrambled up, clutching his wound, disbelief in his voice: "No way, the assassin who blinded the old man’s eye back then was taken out just like that?"

Nearby, Hu also got up, pulling a bloodstained throwing knife from the crotch of his pants. He clasped his hands together and murmured, "Amitabha."

Hongtian flicked away his cigarette butt, looking at Long with contempt: "What did you expect? That you’d suddenly unleash your inner power and punch this Eagle Nation guy to death, and I’d get my revenge? You think this is some hero’s story!?"

Long sighed, then asked, "So...

You want to know how your Boss is doing now, right?"

Hongtian’s single eye flashed with a fierce glint: "That bastard actually sent me by courier!"

Mo Jiu, Xiao Yike, and the others had gone to Yunzhou.

Only Hongtian was returning to Jiangbei City!

A dog can’t board a plane or take a high-speed train by itself.

So, to make things easy, An Yi just sent Hongtian by courier.

What was even more infuriating was that two whole days had passed, and no one had signed for the package!

Long scratched his head and said, "What about my car? That car worth over a million."

That black dog took the car keys and went chasing after the cruise ship.

No one knew where the car was now.

Car?

Hongtian lit a cigarette with his lighter, the flickering flame casting shadows on his dog’s head.

He exhaled a long smoke ring, looking at Long with an imposing aura that was downright intimidating: "What car?"

Long’s heart skipped a beat, and he forced a smile: "N-nothing. I actually wanted to ask, uh, where did Boss go?"

"How would I know!"

Hongtian blew out smoke and said nonchalantly.

In the shadowy sewers beneath the imperial capital.

Disguised as a bearded man, An Yi followed the route from memory, moving like a seasoned local along the narrow, winding path.

At first, the tunnel was barely wide enough for a person, but after several dozen steps, it suddenly opened up.

Looking at the wall, An Yi hesitated, glanced at his fingers, then slowly pressed on a square pattern.

Ding!

The wall slid open slowly!

Inside was a massive underground base that was shocking in scale!

The moment An Yi appeared, everyone was stunned.

"Ito Jiro?"

"No way, the tiger ninja from Izumo has really come back?!"

"How did he get back here?!"

The many assassins stared at An Yi, their expressions changing drastically.

"Hello, everyone!"

An Yi greeted them in perfect English.

In their memories, he had always been a brash, loud guy.

Among the many assassins, he was definitely an oddball!

An Yi’s expression stiffened slightly: "Wait, didn’t you see the news?"

At that moment, a ghostly young man cloaked from head to toe raised his phone and said calmly, "Just broke out. Ito Jiro escaped from the Law Enforcement Bureau."

"Scared me to death, congratulations!"

"Ito-senpai is amazing. Even the Law Enforcement Bureau couldn’t hold him."

For a moment, the assassins hidden in the imperial capital all celebrated An Yi’s miraculous escape.

This underground base in the imperial capital was a temporary gathering place for assassins competing for the twelfth seat of the Heaven faction’s leadership.

They all wanted the head of the Shura Gate, but they also understood that getting it wasn’t going to be so easy!

Not all assassins are lone wolves.

But the weaker ones naturally knew the value of sticking together, of finding warmth in the chaos.

Especially after the well-known assassins who targeted Shangguan Qianqian and Lan Ruoxi were slaughtered one after another.

That’s when they truly realized the terrifying strength of Shura Gate!

Without solid teamwork, there was no chance of hunting down Shura Gate.

Faced with these assassins shamelessly offering their congratulations,

An Yi smiled cheerfully, responding to each one.

His memory of Ito Jiro had faded considerably; among these people, he barely recognized half of them.

But it was clear that the big bearded man held considerable prestige among the assassins.

After all, he was one of the Six Shadow-Level Shinobi of Izumo!

Conservatively estimated, his power was at the early stage of the Xu Jin realm!

Most assassins hovered around the Hua Jin to An Jin levels.

To them, the big bearded man was like a boss.

If he didn’t have some serious strength, he wouldn’t be so arrogant as to hunt Lin Chen single-handedly.

“You were caught by the Law Enforcement Bureau, so how did you get back?”

A yellow-skinned, short-haired man walked over and asked in English.

Some people shot hostile glances at An Yi.

They were just a temporary gathering, all after the same target.

If the Law Enforcement Bureau found this place, not one of them would escape!

“What, you think I’m a snitch for the Law Enforcement Bureau?” An Yi raised an eyebrow, anger flashing in his eyes.

The short-haired man shrugged. “Ha, that’s what you said yourself!”

“I absolutely don’t believe the Tiger Shinobi would betray Izumo!”

A beautiful woman wearing a cherry blossom kimono slowly approached, her voice cold.

Mikawa Nako.

An Yi raised an eyebrow slightly—she was the Nako comrade from his fragmented memories.

“Lord Sakura Shinobi, why are you defending this guy?” the short-haired man asked coldly.

Sakura Shinobi!

Nako was also one of the Six Shadow Shinobi?

An Yi sighed quietly.

His memories were incomplete, but this girl was undoubtedly powerful.

Nako said slowly, “Once, the Tiger Shinobi was captured by the Yamakai Group and tortured for a full day and night. Still, he never revealed any information about the Shinobi Alliance. I don’t believe a man with the soul of a warrior would commit treason.”

“You—”

The short-haired man trembled with rage.

Several other assassins showed interested expressions.

“Heh heh! This is going to be good!”

A cloaked assassin grinned viciously.

An Yi pulled out the dagger from his waist and stepped forward, his voice fierce and domineering: “Kid, you’re seriously looking for trouble, huh?”

“Tiger Shinobi, what are you trying to do?”

The short-haired man took a step back, eyes cold.

An Yi’s figure flashed like lightning as he charged forward.

A horizontal slash!

The short-haired man quickly dodged backward.

The dagger grazed his hair, slicing off his bangs.

He was shocked.

When did this guy get so fast?

Still using Ito Jiro’s tiger-pounce style, but the attacks seemed a little different.

Before he could recover, another slash came at a slant!

The angle was tricky! The speed terrifying!

The short-haired man’s pupils contracted as he hurriedly raised his dagger to block.

But at that moment, the dagger suddenly changed direction again!

*Slash!*

An Yi’s dagger lightly grazed the short-haired man’s throat.

At the critical moment, the short-haired man unleashed his power from the Void Realm, narrowly dodging the dagger’s strike.

The cut on his throat was far from fatal.

“Hu Ren!”

The short-haired man trembled with rage.

After all, they were supposed to be allies, yet this guy actually dared to make a move on him!

“Oh my god, what the hell is going on!”

An Yi confidently sheathed his dagger.

Thud!

The short-haired man collapsed to the ground, dead on the spot!

Miss Nai Zi was stunned, her delicate hand covering her mouth.

“No respect for elders, and no idea who’s really in charge!” An Yi declared arrogantly.

“Making an example out of him!”

The effect was remarkable; the entire room fell into silence.

A man cloaked in a dark cape raised his hand and spoke up: “Report—he is the real boss here.”

An Yi:

Wait, he just took out the boss here?

That can’t be right. There’s no record of this guy in my memories at all!

Damn it, Big Beard, how could such an important memory be missing!