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Chapter 285 - 193 This Bird is Really Accurate at Judging People!_3

Chapter 285: Chapter 193 This Bird is Really Accurate at Judging People!_3

"Yes, Master."

The black-clothed ninja, bowing his head, said, "According to the intelligence sent back by Shinnozuke, Yagyuu Ittou clashed with a master from the NW organization and was critically injured, nearly dying, and even lost his two Blood Blades. Without Yagyuu Ittou, the top combatant, the other inferior products of Ninja Sect are no match for Shinnozuke and his group."

Another long silence followed.

Then a rough voice let out a piercing, shrill laugh, "I really look forward to seeing what kind of expression Yagyuu Kojirou will have when he finds out the monster he betrayed his granddaughter-in-law for and sacrificed his son, grandson, and a whole line of descendants over dozens of years and the death of more than a hundred progeny to cultivate, has died. Very good, very good, ha ha ha, I am very satisfied. Tell Shinnozuke that I will personally reward him when he returns."

"Yes, Master!"

The black-clothed ninja, under his mask, showed an envious look.

The Master, although a monster, had a very special ability and was very generous.

Shinnozuke had made a fortune this time.

Suddenly.

A foul, fishy stench began to pervade the dim space.

The black-clothed ninja’s expression changed drastically, and he spoke very quickly, "Master, I’ll have food brought in immediately..."

After speaking, he ran off as if escaping for his life.

Ten minutes later.

A dozen raggedly dressed young men and women, chased by something, ran panic-stricken into this dim space.

They slowed down only when they reached an area that was nearly pitch black.

Dim, yellowish lights illuminated the corridor.

Going forward, however, led to pitch-black depths.

Fear of the dark made them all instinctively stop in their tracks.

The young man at the forefront, breathing heavily, sat on the ground, "Those monsters didn’t catch up, right?"

"No, damn it. Once we escape, I’m definitely going to find the boss, bring a group of guys here, and kill all these monsters!" A Brazilian gang member with a scarred face and tattoos all over his body spat viciously on the ground.

But the rest of them didn’t respond, only looked around uneasily in the dim light, not knowing what to do next.

These people were the dregs of society, either complete scum from gangs or smugglers trying to make it to the United States, all for various reasons, captured by monsters wrapped in black clothing.

For some reason, the cage that had held them was opened.

Driven by instinct, they ran to this place through the corridor.

But no one knew what to do next.

Seeing that no one was talking to him,

the scar-faced man’s eyes flickered with brutality, about to speak, when suddenly he felt an itch on his face.

He touched his face subconsciously and felt something wet, warm, soft, and long...

"What is this?"

When the scar-faced man saw what was in his hand, his blood seemed to freeze.

How could this thing look so much like a tongue?

The next moment.

In the dim corridor, long and strange shadows, resembling countless tentacles, danced and cast across the floor and walls.

"Ah!!!"

Accompanied by screams of utter terror.

One by one, the frightened and desperate men and women were dragged by those strange tentacles into the darkness ahead, completely disappearing from this world.

Watching the scene on the monitor, the earlier black-clothed ninja flashed fear in his eyes.

The Master’s appetite was growing larger.

It was uncertain how much longer the other party’s reason could maintain.

And regarding the food...

More members of the Brazilian gangs were disappearing; it was too conspicuous.

It seemed that it would be necessary to bribe some more public figures in small countries soon.

Only a constant stream of smugglers could satisfy the Master’s growing appetite without drawing attention.

The black-clothed ninja sighed inwardly and went to a machine to send the Master’s message to Shinnozuke hiding on the West Coast.

If it weren’t for the Ninja Sect’s abominable behavior, he really wouldn’t have wanted to defect to the Dark Sect.

After arriving, he discovered that he had merely escaped from one Hell into another.

Perhaps Hell was the final resting place for monsters like them.

...

At a harbor on the West Coast.

On an inconspicuous cruise ship, a somewhat bow-legged woman walked up to a young man riding a horse: "Leader, the Master is very pleased with your slaying of Yagyuu Ittou. When we return, he will personally reward you."

The young man didn’t respond but began to breathe rapidly and became rougher in his actions.

After a moment.

He let out a satisfied roar and exhaled, "Got it."

As the words were spoken.

He reached out and placed his hand on the neck of a woman crying and wailing before him, and gently squeezed.

Crack—

With the sound of bones breaking,

the unfortunate white girl’s tongue hung out, her bloodshot eyes widened, and her head dropped lifelessly.

Her body, like a rag doll, was casually thrown by him, flying five or six meters and precisely landing in the corner of the cruise ship.

There lay a dozen corpses, all of which died hideously, old and young alike, all part of the original owner’s family who had been enjoying a vacation. Now they were neatly piled together.

Especially the female bodies.

The marks on the surface of the corpses showed they suffered horribly before death.

The young man was already accustomed to killing.

He gestured for the woman with bowed legs before him to come down and help clean up.

The woman obediently knelt.

Feeling the expertise of his subordinate’s service,

He spread his arms and embraced the sky.

The joy of dominating others’ lives, that unchallengeable thrill, was wonderful.

Suddenly.

The young man’s gaze sharpened as he stared into the dazzling sunlight, locking eyes with a parrot circling in the sky.

The parrot seemed startled by his gaze, flustered and flew down to a cruise ship passing below.

"What a spiritual parrot."

The young man kicked away the woman who was helping him clean up, "I’m going to have some fun over there. Tell Hebita and the others to come back tonight."

"Hey!"

The woman stayed kneeling on the ground.

Splash—

With a sound of water, the young man, bare-skinned, quickly swam across the sea surface, approaching the cruise ship up ahead...

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