Chapter 252 (1/2)

Chapter 252: The Japanese

Translator: GravityTales Editor: GravityTales

Tang Xiu faintly smiled, “You’re good enough. The enemies were very fierce, yet they were unable to fight back against you. Anyway, be prepared and take their guns! Wait outside for the upcoming attack.”

Wolf Head hesitated before saying, “Boss, it’s better to take the initiative to attack rather than passively remain on the defensive.”

Tang Xiu shook his head. He then took out his mobile and dialed Zhong Tiekui’s number, asking, “How much time do you need?”

“Ten minutes at the most.”

“Good!”

Tang Xiu ended the call. A thick murderous glint shot out from his eyes as he said with a heavy tone, “The enemies will come rushing in ten minutes. We’ll defend first, and then counterattack. I hate those who intrude our land and kill our people. All the invading enemies must leave their lives here.”

Wolf Head said, “Boss, the Grim Reaper Scythe Mercenaries have a total of more than 40 people in their ranks. They have been maintaining this number for more than a decade, whereas we’ve killed more than 20 of them. But you say there are more than 40 behind us… I suspect they’re another force, coming behind the Grim Reaper Scythe Mercenaries.”

Shark also said with a heavy tone, “The people from the Grim Reaper Scythe Mercenaries should have died. We killed 20 of them before, also killing the other 20 here. So the people outside should be from another force.”

Tang Xiu replied indifferently, “No matter who they are, as long as they dare to shoot at us first, we’ll claim their lives. Do remember my words, I’ve never have taken action against those who don’t attack me, but if they do, I’ll make them pay hundreds of times the price.”

Wolf Head licked his lips. He suddenly felt that his future life would be extraordinarily splendid if he followed Tang Xiu. He was used to his blades, shedding blood and dodging bullets. Having experienced six months of ordinary life made him uncomfortable and tortured. And tonight was his starting point to return to those splendid days.

At the periphery of the abandoned factory.

Ichiro Yamamoto took his binoculars and observed the situation inside the factory. Next to him was a fabulous body of a masked woman, exuding a chilling aura into the air. While behind them, were four masked men in black carrying Western knives, as if they were the Japanese Ninjas in TV series.

“Kuwako, your target is Tagore. I want him alive, he absolutely mustn’t die.” Said Ichiro Yamamoto as he retracted the binoculars and spoke in a deep tone.

The masked woman replied in a cold voice, “I’ll commit suicide if I can’t accomplish the task.”

Ichiro Yamamoto shook his head, “You don’t have to make such a promise! Do remember that you’re the sole heir of the Yamamoto clan as well as the future Schoolmaster of the Northstar One Blade School. Anyone can die, but you mustn’t.” [1]

The masked woman was silent, yet the firmness in her eyes was extremely thick.

Ichiro Yamamoto secretly sighed. He waved and ordered, “Attack and kill those Grim Reaper Scythe Mercenaries and grab Yuan Zhengxuan.”

Instantly, the silhouettes in the surrounding dim lights of the night silently infiltrated the interior of the factory. Their movements were very strange. There were three in the group moving in coordination as they soon arrived at the deepest part of the factory.

“Stop!”

Ichiro Yamamoto stopped his pace around tens of meters away from the factory and ordered the halt through his wireless earphone. In front of him, the dead bodies of two members of the Grim Reaper Scythe Mercenaries had yet to become cold.

“They died from the wound on their necks and their pierced hearts. They were killed by someone wielding a Mitsubishi army knife. Judging from the footprints on the ground, their number should be two or three people. The other party is very strong. At the least, they are experts in the assassination, because these two should be the sentry guards.” The masked woman spoke in a deep tone.

Ichiro Yamamoto said with a heavy tone, “Check the perimeter and see if there are other dead bodies of the Grim Reaper Scythe Mercenaries.”

“Report, one dead body found.”

“Report, two dead people here.”

“Report, a dead body here.”

Reports were transmitted to Ichiro Yamamoto’s ears through his wireless earphone.

His face turned a bit unsightly. The people he sent to monitor the members of the Grim Reaper Scythe Mercenaries had given him a report saying that they had returned with only 20 remaining. He thought they had grabbed Yuan Zhengxuan and was about to seize the chance of them having suffered serious losses and then launching a surprise attack. He would then exterminate these people and became the final winner.

However, this sudden development made him at a loss and didn’t know how to react.

After half a minute of thinking deeply, Ichiro Yamamoto quickly hid behind a big tree and shouted, “Tagore, are you still alive? This is Ichiro Yamamoto!”

Inside the factory.

Tang Xiu furrowed his brows deeply as he heard the voice coming from outside. He turned to look at the others and asked, “Ichiro Yamamoto? Japanese?”

A cold glint flashed in Wolf Head’s eyes as he said with a heavy tone, “He’s the patriarch of the Yamamoto clan from Japan. A very distinguished and high standing figure. Also, he has another identity. He’s a Master in Northstar One Blade School.”

Tang Xiu had a bad opinion of the Japanese. The people from this country had a very strong and aggressive attitude; it could be said that it was the venereal disease of attitude. Throughout history, their nation bullied the weak and feared the strong. They had also invaded and encroached upon China once and left their bloody reign of terror on this land.

Tang Xiu took out his mobile and called Yuan Zhengxuan. He then learned from him that these Japanese were one of the forces that had tried to snatch the core data and information from him.

“Get ready to leave none of them behind!”

Tang Xiu ordered with a grim tone and expression.