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This seemingly casual, unassuming yet powerful trace of psychic energy is very similar to the ninja who came to support Mr. Scott in his dream a while ago!

Zhao Hao was puzzled at the time, wondering where these Japanese ninjas came from!

He thought to himself: Could this have been done by a ninja? That's pretty ruthless!

Such ruthless methods are not something that local superhumans would do.

After all, the Mysterious Bureau is no pushover, especially now that it has its own secret realm, its influence in the Inner World has greatly increased. If it were to be wanted by the authorities, that would be no joke.

Colt walked over with a stack of documents tucked under his arm. "Hey, take a look. It's about a group of ninjas who recently arrived in Ame's area..."

Chapter 335 The Backstory of the Crossing Dragon

Colt presented Lati's information, which showed that starting in August of this year, small groups of extraordinary individuals from Japan had arrived in Ame in various ways. Many of them were smuggled in, and the exact number was uncertain, but it was definitely no less than two hundred!

That's no small number!

Moreover, these people are very good at infiltration and counter-surveillance. They basically managed to escape the surveillance of the Mysterious Bureau after arriving, and their whereabouts are now unknown.

The intelligence department analyzed that there was likely someone locally helping to cover for them, otherwise it would have been impossible to do it so secretly.

Moreover, the other party had a plan, converging like rivers flowing into the sea and then evaporating like water vapor.

Colt gave the intelligence department a dressing down: "You learned to analyze things afterward, so why were you so slow to react at the beginning?"

In reality, the intelligence department cannot be entirely blamed, because the other side's plan was extremely meticulous, and coincidentally, every step they took hit the Bureau of Mysteries' weak points, which allowed them to successfully enter the country and escape surveillance.

Colt could conclude without needing anyone else's analysis: there was a mole!

There are local forces secretly colluding with that group of extraordinary individuals from Japan, but who they are is still unknown.

Zhao Hao did have some information about this. The third young master of the Colin family had a hidden protector, a ninja from Japan. It couldn't be a coincidence, could it?

So, is there a chaebol family involved?

But this can't be said! Zhao Hao is a murderer!

However, the situation is already very chaotic, so one or two more waves of people won't make a difference. Zhao Hao has also figured it out: power! As long as power can overcome everything, it doesn't matter how many people come.

Improving one's own strength is the key to everything, the way to respond to all changes with constancy.

As for the ninja group, that's none of my business; let Colt worry about it.

Since his head is already like this, we might as well take advantage of him.

But what to do about this situation? Gou Quan's brother is dead, or perhaps he was implicated and killed on the spot.

Zhao Hao understands Gou Quan; he is indeed very cunning, but when faced with something like this that truly stabs him in the heart, he cannot possibly remain cunning.

Putting everything else aside, we have to find that ninja and kill him to vent our anger, right?

We still have to fight...

Nighttime in Queens' Old Town.

This is one of the major slums in Liberty City, but it is the oldest slum. The buildings are mostly abandoned, and apart from some homeless people and those who are homeless, very few people live here.

No water, no electricity, just waiting for the day it collapses and needs rebuilding. Even the poor need to find a decent place, at least to get some odd jobs. This place won't do.

Zhao Hao and his companions found their way here, guided by the genie.

When the members of the paranormal investigation team learned about this and that Gou Quan wanted revenge, they all wanted to come and help. However, Zhao Hao persuaded them to stay.

This is the real world; we can't act recklessly here. If we cause a big commotion, there could be problems.

Besides, where would we need so many people?

With everyone here, people might think the Mysterious Bureau is going to mobilize all its forces, wondering what a big deal it is.

Zhao Hao: "Don't come any closer, Prada and I are just trying to survive, don't worry. They're just Japanese ninjas... cough, Seven Nights, I wasn't talking about you!"

Nanaya Saki waved her hand and laughed, "I also find those ninjas very displeasing. Some ninja schools are so despicable that they shouldn't even be alive..."

And so, Zhao Hao, Prada, and Gou Quan, following the trail guided by the genie, found this place that was almost a ruin.

Zhao Hao activated his Destiny Prompt Eye and looked around, but unfortunately, the place was too heavily influenced by human culture.

With decades or even centuries of history, countless houses piled up, and overlapping traces, Zhao Hao was dazzled by countless words and traces of light as soon as he opened his eyes.

It is clear that every ability has its drawbacks.

However, given the current state of the place, it won't be easy to hide more than two hundred superhumans.

Of course, the other party may not be entirely here.

For example, the ninja that Zhao Hao encountered before could very well have been assigned to a mission.

The best outcome, of course, would be for the ninja who committed the crime to be alone, cornered by Zhao Hao and his group, to avoid a conflict with the main force.

With so many people coming to Ami, it would be strange if they didn't have some big plans. You could easily get caught up in it.

However, this possibility is too small. They are an organized group, so how could they just stand by and watch the three of them come to their door seeking revenge?

Sure enough, Zhao Hao and his two companions were spotted as soon as they appeared at the alley entrance.

Since they are an organization, especially a ninja organization, they are naturally very organized. Having sentries is normal; it would be abnormal if they weren't.

Zhao Hao sensed several pairs of eyes observing him, but couldn't pinpoint their location. It seemed his opponent was quite skilled.

Prada, who was standing nearby, also sensed it; she felt the gaze of "God" upon her, and God was giving her a warning.

Gou Quan also sensed something was amiss; his intuition was exceptionally sharp.

However, he also exposed his lack of experience. Although he reacted instantly and pretended nothing was wrong, that instantaneous reaction was enough for a professional.

At least those in the shadows knew that Gou Quan had discovered someone was watching him.

"What should we do?" Gou Quan asked in a low voice.

"Let's go in and see if the person we're looking for is here," Zhao Hao said casually, as if he were a street gang coming to collect a debt.

However, in the next instant, more than a dozen shurikens flew silently from all sorts of tricky angles.

Prada erupted with psychic energy, which, like a giant arm, shielded her and Gou Quan, blocking several shuriken. The shuriken thrown at them vanished without a trace.

A cube-shaped barrier silently appeared around Zhao Hao, deflecting the shurikens with a clang.

The shurikens gleamed purple in the moonlight, appearing to be poisoned. Very insidious!

This was merely a probe by the ninjas lurking in the shadows. They didn't expect these shuriken to eliminate the three, after all, these three were no ordinary people. At least Gou Quan didn't know how to conceal his spiritual energy fluctuations; experienced superhumans could detect his identity from within twenty meters.

Zhao Hao's fingers twitched slightly, and countless invisible, spiderweb-like strands of psionic energy "flowed" down, spreading out like mercury across the ground and reaching the surrounding buildings.

They had to fight, but they couldn't make a loud noise; it was like dancing in shackles.

Prada already held a strange bone charm between his hands, his lips moving as he silently chanted a spell, and his psychic energy began to dissipate into the surrounding air like wisps of smoke.

Gou Quan, with his desert scimitar tucked under one arm, began rubbing the magic lamp with the other, making his second wish of the day.

"Genius lamp, genie lamp, please help me find the enemies around here!"

The magic lamp glowed slightly, and a wisp of spiritual energy shot out from its mouth, dissipating into the air. Then, within a radius of twenty to fifty meters, a dozen or so luminous figures appeared.

Those ninjas hiding in the shadows have been "illuminated"!

In the dead of night, like a firefly with its bottom glowing, what could it possibly be hiding?

However, among these dozen or so people, three were Jonin-level superhumans, Black Iron 5-star. They clasped their hands together, instantly forming a hand seal, and suddenly a wisp of green smoke appeared; they vanished, and the light emanating from their bodies was somehow removed. They had hidden themselves once more!

The remaining ten or so 1- or 2-star genin didn't have that ability.

"Go!" Someone shouted, and dozens of all sorts of hidden weapons flew in a clockwise trajectory. Several ninjas also drew their short swords and rushed over.

Several ninjas kept forming hand seals, and then with a wave of their hands released a large swarm of fluorescent moths.

Chapter 336 The True Master

Dealing with a dozen or so ninjas was naturally a simple matter.

However, neither side wanted to make a big fuss, so they both restrained themselves.

Zhao Hao, in particular, has become so used to playing the support role in front of others that he always plays defensively and reacts to every move.

These ninjas, who secretly infiltrated Japan from Japan, naturally had some tricks up their sleeves.

Moreover, according to Nanaya Saki, there are very few naturally awakened wild superhumans in Japan. They are mainly found and absorbed by various forces very quickly. They always have to join a faction, otherwise life won't be easy.

In Nanaya Saki's words: "...Japan is an ancient, feudal, hierarchical, and very rigid place, which is often unbearable."

The so-called stable social structure is actually a result of severe entrenched upper classes. It's common for ancient families, some hundreds of years old, to control everything.

Japanese ninjas are a profession of extraordinary individuals with a history and tradition, and their methods are incomparable to those of wild extraordinary individuals.

Zhao Hao was naturally very familiar with the hand seals of the Japanese version of the Nine Syllable Mantra, after all, he had already collected two of the Legendary Sannin of Konoha. However, it was obvious that the ninjutsu of the two worlds were not interchangeable.

Zhao Hao glanced at the hand seals of those jutsu ninjas. Although they were quick, he could see them clearly, but he had no idea what jutsu they were using. It didn't conform to the rules of hand seals in the Naruto world at all. Of course, in the Naruto world, who uses hand seals as a proper ninja?!

However, he knew what kind of ninjutsu it was in the next moment.

Before the melee ninja charging at them with a sword even reached them, the ninja behind them, who was forming hand seals and casting spells, had already completed their magic.

A jutsu ninja slapped the ground with both hands, and the ground suddenly surged, with several cracks appearing on the ground that quickly spread towards Zhao Hao and his group.

Another jutsu ninja clasped his hands together, then brought them to his mouth in a trumpet shape, spewing out ball after ball of fire.

The fireball floated slowly in the air, like a floating lantern, and its color was a strange, eerie blue.

Another ninja suddenly leaped into the air, transforming into a raging water dragon that charged towards Zhao Hao and his group with immense power. This ninjutsu must have been incredibly effective at washing away the streets.

The last jutsu ninja flicked his sleeve, releasing dozens or even hundreds of brightly colored, venomous snakes like a floodgate opening, which then swarmed around him.

"Quite a few varieties~"

Prada reached out, and a dark, menacing psionic hand appeared, five or six meters long, grabbing the water dragon and holding it in his hand like catching a mudfish.

The water dragon struggled and changed shape, but no matter what form it took, it couldn't escape the palm of the hand. Not a single drop of water could escape from that dark hand!

Zhao Hao lightly tapped his foot, and a mountain appeared beneath his feet. The next second, the spreading cracks in the ground vanished. Silently and without warning.

The ninja who cast the spell looked at his hand in disbelief, thinking that he had made a mistake in casting the spell.

At this moment, Gou Quan wiped the oil lamp again, muttering to himself, "You people are making such a commotion in the middle of the night, you have no sense of public morality at all, aren't you afraid of getting a sore bottom?"

Suddenly, several ninjas shuddered, their bodies stiffened, and they felt a sudden tremor in their anus, as if they were experiencing the sensation of a young man with hemorrhoids!

At this moment, the oil lamp flickered again, and the ghostly blue flames that were slowly enveloping the area in the air all exploded with crackling sounds.

The strangest thing was the group of hundreds of venomous snakes. After surrounding Zhao Hao and his group for ten meters, they stopped moving and stared at Zhao Hao with their upper bodies raised.