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"Sizzle!"

Xiao Zhan stepped forward and ripped off the masked ninja's mask, revealing a face as long as a shoehorn...

"uh-huh."

The ninja couldn't help but groan in pain; it was fucking painful...

Xiao Zhan's Iron Mountain Lean had caused his chest to cave in deeply, revealing broken ribs, one of which had even pierced his lung...

Death is only a matter of time...

Xiao Zhan asked coldly, "Where is Liu Shiyuan hiding?"

The ninja grinned, about to speak, when blood trickled from the corner of his mouth. Still, he remained arrogant, saying, "Xiao Zhan, answer my question first: how did you find my hiding place?"

Xiao Zhan: "You'll make a sound as long as you move your body."

The ninja blinked and said, "You sensed the change in the airflow? You used that to find my hiding place?"

Xiao Zhan nodded and said, "Now it's your turn to answer my question."

The ninja grinned, trying to laugh, but coughed repeatedly.

"Cough cough cough..."

As he coughed, a large amount of fresh blood gushed from his mouth, and the blood also contained fragmented internal organs.

"call……."

The ninja gasped for breath, swallowing the blood in his mouth, and said, "Xiao Zhan, everyone says you're clever, but I think you're nothing special. How could you possibly find Lord Liu so easily!"

Xiao Zhan blinked and asked, "You mean Liu Shiyuan isn't here? You're the only one here acting as bait? And you deliberately created a false impression to lure us in, so that Liu Shiyuan and the others could escape and buy enough time?"

"puff!"

The ninja coughed up another mouthful of blood, and his spirits immediately collapsed. He opened his mouth wide and tried to breathe, but he could only exhale and not inhale.

Xiao Zhan stared intently at the ninja's face, contorted with pain, seemingly trying to glean some insight from the changes in his expression before death...

At this moment, Xia Keke and Zhang Guoqiang rushed down from the third floor after hearing the gunshot. Seeing that Xiao Zhan and Shen Jun were unharmed, the two breathed a sigh of relief.

Xia Keke looked at the already dead ninja and asked, "How did you find this guy?"

Xiao Zhan shifted his gaze from the ninja's face, about to speak, when suddenly he frowned, his sharp, knife-like eyes fixed on a corner on the second floor. He then said calmly, "If you pay attention to the fluctuations in the airflow, you'll notice something unusual. There's no such thing as invisibility in this world. It's just that some people cleverly use their surroundings to blend themselves into the scene. Ordinary people can't detect it, but those who are observant can still find clues from subtle changes."

He paused and then continued, "To put it bluntly, the ninja's invisibility technique has a major drawback: they can't maintain one posture for long. After all, ninjas are human too. If they don't move for a long time, their muscles will become stiff and their blood circulation will be poor. So they have to move around every now and then. And at that time, you can easily find the location of these invisible ninjas by following the movement of the air currents."

Xia Ke could see that Xiao Zhan's eyes were fixed on a certain corner while he was talking to her. Having worked together for so long, they were practically telepathic, and Xia Ke immediately understood, signaling to Zhang Guoqiang with her eyes.

Zhang Guoqiang had worked alongside Xia Keke for many years and was already used to her every move.

Zhang Guoqiang immediately grabbed his pistol and followed Xia Keke toward that corner.

Xiao Zhan remained standing still.

Just seconds before, as the ninja on the ground breathed his last, Xiao Zhan clearly sensed an overwhelming killing intent emanating from that direction. Although the killing intent subsided in an instant, Xiao Zhan still keenly detected that brief moment of release and withdrawal.

Then Xiao Zhan whispered to Shen Jun, "Shen Jun, you're ready to support Director Xia and the other two at any time."

"Something fishy is going on here."

Shen Jun's eyes sharpened, and he whispered, "Understood, Instructor."

Then he gripped the pistol with both hands, ready to fire at any moment.

Xia Keke and Zhang Guoqiang were both seasoned veterans of the National Security Bureau. Without needing to discuss anything, they carefully made their way to the corner that Xiao Zhan had been watching closely.

There were two single sofas placed in the corner.

What's odd is that, normally, there should be a coffee table or a small table between the two single sofas, but there isn't one here; the two sofas are just sitting there all alone.

Xia Keke and Zhang Guoqiang each stared at a sofa, their pistols pointed at it; their posture looked somewhat eerie.

Xia Keke said in a deep voice, "Captain Zhang, there's nothing suspicious about these two sofas."

Zhang Guoqiang: "These two sofas are probably placed here for the monks to sit and read scriptures."

Xia Keke: "Never mind all that. Since Xiao Zhan suspects there's something wrong here, let's just fire a couple of shots to go through the motions."

Zhang Guoqiang agreed, "That works too!"

Xia Keke added, "I'll count to three, and then we'll fire together, each of us taking out one sofa."

Zhang Guoqiang: "Okay."

" one two three."

As soon as Xia Keke counted to three, something amazing happened: the two sofas suddenly started moving.

You read that right, these two sofas not only moved, but they also pounced on Xia Keke and Zhang Guoqiang respectively.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

At the same time, two gleaming blades flashed out from between the two sofas, heading straight for Xia Keke and Zhang Guoqiang's necks...

Xia Keke and Zhang Guoqiang had been aiming their guns at the two sofas. The moment the two sofas suddenly sprang up, the two of them pulled the triggers.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

Xia Keke and Zhang Guoqiang both fired three shots in quick succession, fearing that one bullet would not be enough to hit the other, given their extensive combat experience.

After all, the sofa is so big.

But we don't know where the person is hiding?

This is a modern-day close-quarters battle between firearms and melee weapons.

There's a saying: "Within seven steps, a knife is faster; beyond seven steps, a spear is faster." But at this point, the distance between the two is far more than seven steps.

Therefore, bullets are ultimately faster than samurai swords...

"Pfft pfft pfft!"

"Pfft pfft pfft!"

Each of the two sofas was hit by three bullets, and three jets of blood spurted from the center of each sofa…

"uh-huh!"

"uh-huh!"

Two muffled groans rang out simultaneously.

It goes without saying that someone is on the sofa.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The two sofas were knocked to the ground by the shockwave of the bullet, and a large amount of blood flowed from between them...

"call……."

Xia Keke exhaled softly, her pistol still pointed at the sofa, clearly indicating that a ninja was hiding inside.

Xia Keke instructed, "Captain Zhang, you stay on guard. I'll go up and check what that thing is."

Zhang Guoqiang: "Yes."

Xia Keke carefully approached the sofa with both hands holding the gun.

suddenly,

"Whoosh."

Suddenly, a narrow, long samurai sword appeared diagonally opposite, slashing towards Xia Keke's neck with an invitation to death...

It was so sudden, without any warning or indication, a samurai sword appeared out of thin air.

Although Xia Keke had raised her alert level to the maximum, she still couldn't defend against it all. She could only instinctively dodge the samurai sword attack while pulling the trigger...

"Bang bang bang".

Gunshots and knife cries rang out simultaneously.

"puff!"

Xia Keke was both unfortunate and fortunate this time. She was fortunate to have avoided vital areas, but unfortunate to have a long gash cut on her shoulder by a samurai sword.

All the bullets she fired in her haste missed their mark.

"Summer is dangerous."

Just as Zhang Guoqiang was about to fire a warning shot to support Xia Keke, a samurai sword suddenly appeared behind him.

Zhang Guoqiang suddenly felt a cold wind blow against the back of his head, and he subconsciously lowered his head and squatted down.

"Whoosh!"

The katana grazed just past the top of his head, sending countless strands of hair flying through the air…