"What is it?"

The ninja in black subconsciously touched his waist, and then looked at Feng Hao warily.

As a Jonin of the Yamaguchi-gumi, Miyamoto is very aware of the existence of Chinese monks and foreigners. Foreigners are not scary, but the scary ones are those monks who can continuously improve their realm.

And the feeling Feng Hao gave him was that of a monk.

"The things you brought from the Genetic Research Institute." Feng Hao chuckled and pointed at the waist of the black-clothed ninja Miyamoto.

"I don't know what you are talking about, I practice ninjutsu here. What genetic research institute?"

Miyamoto's mind turned and he denied it.

He has been dormant in Gene for a long time. According to the information he knows, there is no such person as Feng Hao. As one of the core research institutes of R, they will not hire Chinese people.

"Miyamoto, the strongest person in the Yamaguchi Society. After the mission to China failed, he moved to the Genetic Research Institute. You must be him!"

Feng Hao is not in a hurry either. , has a slight interest in R's ninjas and the 'those people' Hayata calls them.

After all, this is a completely different path from that of Chinese monks, but it still has powerful power.

Miyamoto’s only exposed eyes were so full of shock that his body trembled slightly. What he didn’t understand was, how could Feng Hao know his identity?

A person who has never met can tell his identity. This kind of secret is exposed, which is extremely fatal for a ninja.

In R, there are many people who are ordinary people on weekdays, as close as the leader's brother, but when the ninjutsu organization has a task, they will put on ninja costumes, walk in the darkness, and complete the task. Various dangerous and extremely difficult assassination missions.

But even the people in the organization don’t know their identities, they only know their respective code names, and their true faces have never been seen.

And his code name is not Miyamoto, but Yeying. Miyamoto is his real name, and he is the personal bodyguard of the president of Yamaguchi Club.

"Now that you know my identity, either you die or I die. The loser is not qualified to get it."

Miyamoto said solemnly, he didn't know Whether Feng Hao belongs to the Genetic Research Institute or is on a mission from China, no matter who he is, the enemy is the one who is hindering his mission.

Ninjas have only one word to treat their enemies, that is: kill!

Phew!

Miyamoto is worthy of being the number one ninja. As soon as he finished speaking, he turned into an afterimage and shot towards Feng Hao. At the same time,A finger blade appeared between his fingers, cutting Xiang Feng Hao's neck directly.

That finger blade revealed its edge, and the blade was filled with black air, exuding an aura of decay.

"Death!"

"I'm just a master!"

Facing the ninja Miyamoto's killing move, Feng Hao's eyes narrowed and he raised his right hand slightly , directly pinched Miyamoto's neck, and when the latter saw this scene, his mind was shaken, and the strong sense of crisis made him immediately change the direction of the finger blade cutting, and his body was also about to retreat.

But who in the whole world can match Feng Hao’s speed? The outcome is already determined by taking action.

Miyamoto’s neck was directly pinched by Feng Hao, and his whole body was lifted up. The force was neither heavy nor light, just enough to make the latter dare not move.

"Gene Research Institute, when did you invite experts like you?" Miyamoto looked at Feng Hao, his eyes full of disbelief and shock.

As the most powerful person in the ninjutsu world of R country, he was unable to make a single move in the hands of a Chinese.

Miyamoto’s heart was trembling.

"Chi!"

Feng Hao reached out to Miyamoto's waist, and in an instant, he took the genetic potion in his hand.

This is a liquid that glows with a faint blue light. It is not much, just a glass bottle the size of a little finger. Feng Hao holds it in his hand and feels warm to the touch.

"My..."

Miyamoto said with a bare face and a hoarse voice, his eyes full of unwillingness and despair. This seemed to be the only thing he had done since he was on the mission. of a failure.

Thousands of missions, hundreds of lives in hand, but he was defeated by a Chinese man who was much younger than him.

"Who are you, give me the last bit of dignity..." Miyamoto was desperate.

The spirit of a great samurai made him consider committing seppuku, but he didn’t know who his opponent was, so he refused to give up.

Feng Hao shook his head in disappointment. Miyamoto is not powerful. In fact, he is equivalent to a monk in the foundation period. This is also because Chinese monks do not like to go abroad. They practice in the family secret realm all year round and are not interested in the world. very interested.

Otherwise, the Chinese monks will definitely shock the world’s strangers.

"You are too weak. Tell me, who are the people stronger than you in your R country?" Feng Hao said coldly.

He was a little interested in the ‘those people’ who had earlier mentioned that they could defeat Miyamoto, so he mentioned them casually.

However, after hearing Feng Hao’s words, Miyamoto’s pupils shrank instantly., showing a look of fear.

"They are not human beings..."

Miyamoto said in a hoarse voice, his body trembling.

This scene made De Fenghao become more and more interested in ‘those people’.

Not a human being?

Could it still be a ghost?

"Is it related to the shrine?"

Feng Hao suddenly remembered that when he came to the Gene Research Institute, there was an inexplicable power lingering in the shrines he passed. hover.

It is something of a kind and a demonic spirit, but it is more sinister than the demonic aura and is full of the smell of death.

"You already know, why are you still asking me?" Miyamoto's body trembled again, obviously not expecting Feng Hao to know the existence of the shrine.

However, Feng Hao shook his head and said: "I don't know. It's the first time I set foot on your country R and I saw it after passing some places."

"You see... coming out?"

Miyamoto's eyes are protruding and his face is dull. If they don't want to show up in the shrine, no one will be able to see them.

Including Chinese monks.

In the past, there were no Chinese monks who came to Country R, ​​but every time they met, they would end up being drained of essence and turned into withered bones.

Especially the largest shrine in R’s country, which contains powerful gods from the mythology of R country. Monks from China will definitely die if they encounter it.

This is also one of the reasons why many monks and strangers from other countries dare not set foot there.

Moreover, Country R is a small island country, but it is famous all over the world. In addition to its economy, its biggest asset is the ubiquitous shrines in Country R.

It will turn into a powerful force at any time and sweep the world.

But... the shrine is not yet powerful enough to reach that bottom, but... it is not far away.

Feng Hao said that he could see the existence in the shrine. In Miyamoto's view, Feng Hao may be a talented monk in China with clairvoyance.

This is a Taoist magical power among Chinese monks.

Seeing that Feng Hao did not answer his question, Miyamoto felt relieved and said: "Kill me, you are very strong, and it is not enough for me to die in the hands of a strong man like you with magical powers. Cherish."

Miyamoto smiled, although it was ugly.

But Feng Hao has magical powers, which is a natural restraint for ninjas.

Ding ding!

Suddenly, Feng Hao’s cell phone owned by Ito Yamada rang. It was a text message from an unknown number. It was in Chinese and read: “Feng Hao, save me!”

However, , Miyamoto happened to see the content of the text message from this angle, and then his body suddenly shook and his eyes bulged.

　“Are you Feng Hao?”

Miyamoto felt as if he was struck by lightning, his mind was shaken...