Chapter 511: Besides

The masked man shook his head faintly: "Besides…"

After a pause, he added: "Do you even have a chance?"

"What do you mean?" Kuchiki Senya's brow furrowed sharply!

Then, the masked man drew a saber from his waist and tossed it casually aside.

Swish!

A gust of cutting wind came, and the saber drove itself firmly into the wall!

"This…" Kuchiki Senya's eyes nearly popped out of his head!

"I know, you Easterners have always been fond of sneak attacks." The masked man gave a cold laugh: "But I don't like striking from the shadows, especially not in front of arrogant mainlanders like you."

After a pause, he added with emphasis: "I hate this place."

Those words instantly brought a thin sheen of sweat to Kuchiki Senya's forehead.

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"Who exactly are you?" Kuchiki Senya asked: "Are you one of Yamamoto's people?"

"No, I'm a little different from what you imagine." The masked man smiled: "I'm just a passerby."

Kuchiki Senya wiped a handful of sweat from his head.

He did not give up his final resistance just because the masked man's identity was illustrious.

He knew this fellow was absolutely a powerhouse—someone he was no match for at all.

Even fighting to the death, there might be no hope of victory; he might even be slaughtered down to the dregs.

"Who are you?" Kuchiki Senya asked: "What exactly do you want?"

"My name is Red Dragon, from an island somewhere in East Asia." Red Dragon said.

"An island somewhere in East Asia?" Two characters surfaced in Kuchiki Senya's mind—the Maldives.

"I came from North America, but not to sightsee, and certainly not to seek cooperation." Red Dragon said.

"You… what cooperation do you want?" Kuchiki Senya asked with difficulty.

He could not help feeling his throat was very dry, his voice carrying a thick tremor.

"I want to cooperate—to kill Yamamoto Nen." Red Dragon said, narrowing his eyes: "Would you be willing to share this burden for an old friend like me?"

"What?" Hearing Red Dragon's words, Kuchiki Senya's body went rigid!

He had no idea at all how he had managed to draw the enmity of Yamamoto's group!

Moreover, this enemy's strength was clearly extreme; otherwise, why would he suddenly appear now rather than waiting until this time next year?

Kuchiki Senya struggled to keep himself from dwelling on Red Dragon's words. After a long silence, he asked: "Why me?"

"Because I know that in this world, no one can refuse Yamamoto Nen's temptation." Red Dragon smiled: "You are certainly no exception."

"No, I cannot agree to your terms." Kuchiki Senya stared at the masked man opposite: "If you dare kill Yamamoto Nen, then you will die even more miserably than he does."

"Oh? Why?" The corner of Red Dragon's mouth lifted slightly: "I don't believe you have that kind of influence."

Kuchiki Senya gave a cold snort and did not answer.

Red Dragon said: "Although I know there is an irreconcilable conflict between you and Yamamoto Nen, if you are willing to help me, I will give you sufficient compensation."

Kuchiki Senya deliberated for a moment before saying: "I can agree to you."

"Haha, an attitude like yours makes me quite satisfied. Of course, we can sign a contract between us—as long as you help me kill Yamamoto Nen, once it's done, I will pay you two million euros." Red Dragon said.

"I need to remind you—if I tell Yamamoto Nen about tonight's situation, don't even dream of leaving the East alive!" Kuchiki Senya said coldly.