"I'm in the Dragon Clan, what the heck is the Naruto Counterattack System?"

Buzz! Buzz!

The neon-lit commercial streets in the city center remained bustling and vibrant. The red and blue lights of the police cars speeding by were reflected in the floor-to-ceiling windows of the shops on both sides of the road, attracting no attention except for a few curious glances.

But in the residential area just across the river, the police cordon kept the noisy, curious crowds away, while red and blue police lights illuminated the walls of the buildings on both sides of the street.

"Hey, Lao Li, what's going on? Why is it so lively?"

"I heard that four clueless thugs robbed a wanted criminal from another province and got killed. Oh my, the scene was terrifying; blood flowed from the alley to the entrance."

"Hehe, in my grandson's words, what's this called again? Oh right, it really is similar."

"Don't believe or spread rumors. Please don't worry, we will ensure everyone's safety. Please cooperate with our work and move back behind the cordon!"

The sounds of alarms, conversations, persuasion, and shouting...

All sorts of chaotic and noisy sounds were mixed together.

Unbeknownst to everyone, the police cordon was pulled back, and an unremarkable pickup truck with tinted windows and no markings was allowed to pass, driving into the cordoned-off area under the salute and watchful eyes of the lead officer.

Sizzle! Thud...

The pickup truck stopped at the entrance of the dimly lit alley. When the door opened, the leather boots fell to the ground, splashing up a small patch of mud.

The man who stepped out of the car was wearing a black trench coat, but his broad face was expressionless, and his steps were steady as if he were rooted to the ground, clearly indicating that he had received military posture and marching training and had developed this habit.

However, the moment he opened the car door, he smelled the blood in the air, a smell that was still clearly audible even after a night.

"..."

The man instinctively placed his hand on the hilt of his knife, which was hidden at his waist, but quickly realized that he didn't need to be so vigilant here, so he let go and stepped into the alley.

The noise outside the alley was abruptly cut off, with only the sound of wind blowing from the air conditioner unit and raindrops splashing in the puddles, the ripples reflecting the scene inside the alley.

"Hey bro." The chestnut-haired girl, now dressed in casual clothes, waited at the alley entrance, leaning against the wall and mumbling a lollipop, "Why did you take so long?"

Wan Tao glanced at his "streetwise" sister, but finally couldn't resist raising his hand to press down on her hair and said in a deep voice, "You didn't come home all night, and went out riding your motorcycle wildly again, didn't you?"

"Ugh, don't touch my hair." Wan Boqian shook her head with dissatisfaction, chewing on the thin stick of her lollipop and complaining, "I've already graduated and I'm going abroad soon, of course I have time to play."

"Ha, the old man reserved a place for you in the army, but you refused it and insisted on going abroad. Do you think I don't know what you're thinking, you brat?"

Wan Tao vigorously rubbed her head and sneered, "If you're this wild in China, what will you do when you go to Kassel College and nobody cares about you? You'll go completely insane!"

"I just don't want to be like you guys, acting all stiff and rigid even though you're only in your twenties, looking like middle-aged men in their forties."

Wan Boqian slapped his hand away and muttered under her breath, "I don't want to see those control freak old guys' deadpan faces every day."

Upon hearing this, Wan Tao's expression changed, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "You brat, you dare to say anything! Wait till we get home, Grandpa will beat you to death!"

"Ahhh, I can't hear you, I can't hear you." Wan Boqian covered her head and shook her head, tiptoed to the side to make room, and pouted, "Even if I get slapped, you won't see it. I bet you're in for a lot of work."

Wan Tao looked past her into the alley. There were already quite a few people walking around in the alley, but no one made any noise.

Although the presence of these people made the already narrow alley even more crowded, all that could be heard were the rustling of footsteps and clothes, the click of camera shutters, and the buzzing of ultraviolet lights.

After seeing the scene in the alley, Wan Tao couldn't help but frown.

Where his gaze fell, four corpses lay in pools of blood.

The blood flowed like viscous lava, the sticky red slowly spreading and crawling into the distance, as if a bucket of red paint had been poured on it, staining a patch of ground red under the morning mist.

The originally gray ground was eroded by blood, as if it were decorated with dark red patterns.

"To be honest, I was on vacation. I was originally planning to call 110 to collect the bodies and clean up the mess. After all, it was just four young thugs who had just been released from prison who died. They're dead, so what?"

Wan Boqian watched her older brother walk towards the corpses, her youthful, flat voice tinged with indifference as she sighed, "But what could I do? I happened to be nearby and heard the noise."

Snap... Snap...

As you walk, the ground beneath your feet feels sticky; it's the uncongealed blood from the corpse.

Wan Tao didn't speak, but squatted down to look at the wounds on the four corpses, then looked up around, already imagining in his mind how the four people were killed.

The body was very clean, with only one wound, but it was not deep. It was sure to kill with one blow, and the attack was clean and swift, leaving no chance.

The pierced skull was clearly visible, with glaring red blood gushing around the wound. The heart had pumped out almost all the blood, indicating that even after killing the victim with a single blow, the attacker had not forgotten to finish him off.

Even after being exposed to the air for several hours, the lingering ferocity still lingered.

Just by breathing the air here, you can smell the nauseating stench, and looking at the wounds on the four corpses, you can vaguely see the cold and fierce blades.

However, there is still one problem...

"Xiaoqian".

Wan Tao glanced at the "girl's" corpse in the distance, then looked down at the three corpses dozens of meters away, frowning as he asked, "Back then, did your Word of Power sense it...?"

"Words of Power" are the ability to alter reality outside the realm of science, which can be used by dragons and human hybrids with dragon blood.

Essentially, by reciting dragon script and dragon language, the rules and elements within the domain are redefined by the power derived from the dragon bloodline, thus generating different supernatural powers.

At least 121 types of "words of power" have been discovered to date, arranged in a manner similar to the periodic table of elements.

Wan Boqian's Word of Power is called "Blood Ties," Sequence 02. Its function is to enhance her sensitivity to bloodlines and search for people with dragon blood in a vast area.

Therefore, if the perpetrator possesses bloodline, Wan Boqian's Word of Power will definitely be able to sense it.

"Although I did use the Word of Power immediately, unfortunately, I did not sense the dragon bloodline."

Wan Boqian shrugged, sucking on a lollipop, and said, "As for why I didn't sense anything but still called you over, you should have figured it out by now, right, brother?"

"..."

Upon hearing her say that she couldn't sense any dragon bloodline, Wan Tao gave a stiff, bitter smile and said, "This is truly the last thing I wanted to see."

"Yes," Wan Boqian said in a low voice, "There were clearly only five traces at the scene, but the three corpses and the other corpse were dozens of meters apart, and there were no signs of resistance. That can only mean one thing..."

Click!

As she spoke, she bit down hard, and the lollipop in her mouth cracked open with a crisp sound. What followed were three chilling words.

"Time zero".

Wan Boqian turned to look at Wan Tao, her expression no longer nonchalant, and said seriously, "Brother, a troublesome guy has infiltrated the area you're in charge of."