Chapter 43

Regiment Xu Tuanzhang didn't think for a moment whether these people had been bewitched by something.

For one thing, being strafed by that machine gun just now was also a very dangerous thing for him; he was anxious and angry, his irritability surged, and he had no time to think carefully.

For another, although he was a martial artist, he had a foster father like Eunuch Chen, so he had some understanding of the situation of sorcerers.

Even if Cai Cai Shanjun's cultivation was still there, if given enough time, he could kill all these hundreds of people.

But to say that he could bewitch so many people at once was impossible.

If a person's yang energy is sufficient, it can make wandering souls retreat and cause backlash to various magical arts.

Killing can be done in batches, accumulating over time, and the backlash suffered at the same time is actually not strong.

But to bewitch all the soldiers present is equivalent to suppressing two hundred strong men with mental power at the same time; the difficulty is not comparable.

So many people had just opened fire on the motorcade; it's impossible that none of them recognized that car or their Regiment Commander, right?

Therefore, it could only be that this guy Wu Lao Liu had long had a rebellious heart and incited his subordinates to rebel.

Good, good for you, Lao Liu.

The planning was so secret that there was no sign of it beforehand, and they had just opened fire, yet he still had to shout a high-sounding reason.

You really have learned the essence from your Big Brother!!

"Wu Lao Liu is already in my hands; all of you put down your guns, and I can let bygones be bygones."

When Regiment Xu Tuanzhang was angry, it was as if a green dragon's claw was covering his head, his gaze scanning everyone.

His veins were thick, and the contours of his muscles could be seen even on his forehead and scalp.

Therefore, that "green dragon's claw" appeared both dark and gloomy, and scorching and ready to be released.

"Didn't you hear clearly? Put down your..."

Before he finished speaking, someone threw a turtle grenade.

Regiment Xu Tuanzhang and Wu Lao Liu and others had really trained these desperadoes well, at least they had a strong desire to fight.

Now in their eyes, the person holding Wu Lao Liu was part of the immense wealth.

Anyway!

But before that grenade hit Regiment Xu Tuanzhang, a deformed car door flew over from more than ten meters away.

The two things collided in mid-air and exploded directly.

In this way, there were even more fragments, and seven or eight soldiers nearby screamed and fell down.

Wu Lao Liu's back of the head and back were also pierced by several pieces, and he fell forward stiffly.

Regiment Xu Tuanzhang's figure had already disappeared from where he was and killed his way into the fortifications on the wharf.

Adjutant Zhou, who had just thrown the car door, also killed his way over.

He was more cautious than Regiment Xu Tuanzhang, or rather, he didn't care as much about face.

When he came out to patrol these days, he wore that armor neatly, and at this moment, it was even more convenient for him to charge than Regiment Xu Tuanzhang.

Boom! Boom! Bang bang bang bang!!!

Gunshots continued, and the sound of explosions rang out from time to time; the wharf was in a mess.

Meng Meng Daizong, however, hid behind the back of the car, his face full of suspicion.

"Why would his subordinates rebel at this time? No, this is not right!"

Meng Meng Daizong was still carrying the birdcage, lifting the red cloth, but inside was not a bird, but a mouse.

There are many ninja schools in Japan, among which Koga and Iga are the strongest; Koga is good at using cats, and Iga is good at using mice.

But there was a period in history when Iga had a huge advantage, almost exterminating their rival Koga.

Because although cats can catch mice, mice are more agile and smaller; once truly tamed, their wonderful uses are even more than cats.

The mouse in Meng Meng Daizong's hand was an excellent communicator.

Sorcerers performing magic can easily affect things like wired telephones, but this kind of mouse can still sense each other.

If there was a problem at any of the nearby ferry crossings, he would know immediately and rush to provide reinforcements.

When the motorcade was driving toward the wharf earlier, the mouse was a bit restless, but Meng Meng Daizong took a look and found that it was not a signal that reinforcements were needed anywhere, so he didn't pay much attention.

Now it seems that the restlessness of this mouse must have an unusual reason.

The red-nosed, brown-furred mouse squeaked and jumped around, seemingly wanting to pinpoint a direction, but it couldn't settle down.

"My lord!!"

A black-clad ninja suddenly flipped over from the roof of the car and knelt on one knee, "Just now, when your motorcade came over, the people we saw in our eyes turned into the target and strangers."

"It wasn't until that loud roar from Xu Youjiang that our ninjas were awakened, but the other soldiers seem to be still in a delusion."

Meng Meng Daizong's heart skipped a beat: "To actually make so many people bewitched, what kind of crooked evil path is Cai Cai Shanjun using?"

Fortunately, for this kind of method to have a large enough range, it seems to be only effective for ordinary people; for those who have opened their apertures, the effect is minimal.

Since these ninjas have all awakened...

Meng Meng Daizong's eyes sank: "You go to assist Xu and Zhou, and use the fastest speed to kill these soldiers until their morale collapses."

Without knowing the solution, trying to explain too much in this chaos will only delay the opportunity.

There is only one word: kill.

Then let Xu and Zhou meet these ninjas to find the enemy.

"Squeak squeak squeak!!"

The mouse's squeaking became more intense, pouncing on the edge of the birdcage, seemingly having pinpointed a direction, and kept squeaking.

"Wait!"

A thought flashed through Meng Meng Daizong's mind, and he suddenly grabbed the ninja.

The opponent's method is unknown; they had already slightly blinded these ninjas just now. If they wait for the soldiers to die, and they only concentrate their power on a small part of the people, will the effect be stronger?

"Follow your mouse to kill."

Various methods burst into Meng Meng Daizong's mind, each with its pros and cons, thousands of threads, difficult to solve for a moment, so he gritted his teeth and made a decision.

"No matter what the people you see over there look like, use every means to destroy what they are doing. Kill! Kill them!!"

The cage shattered, and the mouse jumped out.

The black-clad ninja grabbed it, pounced toward the dim road surface nearby, and the figure suddenly disappeared.

In the woods, Chu Seeing Chu Tianshu's telescope scanned left and right, and he couldn't see where the ninja had gone.

He moved the telescope to the wharf, and it seemed that more than a dozen or twenty black-clad figures had just flipped out from the wharf.

The moment they flipped from the wharf to the road surface outside, those people were exposed for a moment, and then they disappeared.

"It doesn't look like the method of the Vietnam sorcerer who directly turns invisible and can create a fake body."

Chu Seeing Chu Tianshu recalled, "The methods of these ninjas are more similar to chameleons? So there will be flaws during the transition."

Japanese ninjas were said to be slave guards trained by sorcerers at first, which should be similar to those possessed by leopard cats in Vietnam.

But their methods are more subtle and changeable. According to Cai Cai Shanjun's introduction, most ninjas do not need to directly use evil spirits to possess them, but use their own mental power mixed with drugs to drive the body's potential.

In a short time, their fighting style is similar to martial artists, but more treacherous than ordinary martial artists, and not as fierce and difficult to tame as evil spirit possession.

But because they rely too much on drugs, their life and death are controlled by the drug provider, and they are generally short-lived.

As for the ninja master, it sounds like they were promoted from ordinary ninjas, and they also have a chance of longevity, but that is actually a lie.

The ninja master did not take the path of ordinary ninjas from the beginning; the two were completely different classes from the start.

"According to their speed, they should have reached the edge of this forest."

Chu Seeing Chu Tianshu retracted the telescope, threw it on the donkey cart, separated his feet to shoulder width, and watched the forest quietly.

Cai Cai Shanjun's use of the Colorful Cloud Flute is better than the people of Wu Family Village, but it is also limited.

The effect of his flute playing spread widely, and it could bewitch a large group of people, but this kind of flute sound cannot be concentrated; even if the number of people decreases, the effect will not change.

Fortunately, with Meng Meng Daizong, an old rival, he really made the judgment Cai Cai Shanjun wanted, choosing to send ninjas over to consume them first, rather than taking a risk and waiting for the ninjas to join forces with Xu and Zhou.

Cai Cai Shanjun played the flute, a look of worry appearing in his eyes.

The biggest problem now is that the ninjas should have been distributed at different ferry crossings.

The number of elite ninjas appearing on this large wharf alone exceeded Cai Cai Shanjun's estimate.

Shopkeeper Ma guarded the donkey cart, forming the Maoshan finger seal, closing his eyes and not moving.

Little Huo, Old Yu, and Zhong Zhong Jinqiu were all distributed in different positions.

Chu Seeing Chu Tianshu, who was at the very front, suddenly chuckled.

Sunlight shone on the tree shadows; in the forest, there was no one.

The wind rolled the fallen leaves; in the forest, murderous intent suddenly arrived!

(End of chapter)