Chapter 1603 - : Sinister (2/2)
The red ninja’s hands flashed in gestures, then he forcefully thrust them toward Bu Fang. In the blink of an eye, his figure multiplied into a dozen! This was the art of shadow clone!
Suddenly, the ninja froze. He heard a loud smack, then he felt his whole body was going to be thrown away by a great force. The chef’s slap had landed right on his face. ‘Why did he slap my true-self when I have so many clones?!’
“You…” He wanted to say something, but Bu Fang slapped him in the face again. The tremendous force caused him to stagger back.
Bu Fang raised his hand and slapped the red ninja in the face, again and again, until the latter’s cheeks turned red and swollen.
All the clones were gone. The red ninja felt an extremely terrible pressure from the chef before him.
Finally, Bu Fang pointed a finger at the ninja’s forehead. The bandage broke into pieces and fell away instantly, revealing the lewd face of a middle-aged man, who suddenly let out a panicked cry.
Bu Fang twitched the corner of his mouth, then waved his finger in the direction of the wall. With a crash, the middle-aged man was thrown on the wall with a great force and sank deep into it.
“What floor is Tajiro-san’s room on? I think I should visit him,” Bu Fang said lightly, looking at the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man’s eyes widened, but he refused to answer. He had to abide by the basic code of being a ninja.
‘The basic code of a ninja? What is that? Can you eat it?’ Bu Fang raised his index finger and pointed it at the red ninja’s chest. The next moment, the lewd middle-aged man was spilling out everything he knew.
When he finally finished, the middle-aged man let out a miserable scream as a great force suddenly exploded on him. The whole wall behind him burst into pieces, and he shot through it like a meteorite, arced across the air before falling into the vast ocean.
Xiao Ai’s heart pounded with horror as she watched. She knew Bu Fang was strong, but she had no idea that he was so strong. ‘That red ninja is an A-class superhuman!’
“Come… Let’s go visit that guy,” Bu Fang said indifferently. Just when he was getting bored with the slow pace of the competition, this Tajiro-san had brought him some entertainment.
Bu Fang left the room before the cruise ship’s security personnel arrived. Yu Ge followed him cheerfully, looking forward to seeing trouble being stirred up.
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In the luxury suite room 1513 on the fifteenth floor of the cruise ship…
A middle-aged man in a bathrobe sat on a sofa. On either side of him were two women who had just come out of the shower. They were giving the man a massage with water drops still clinging to their skins.
The man was Yamashima Tajiro. Sent by the largest plutocrat of Sakura, he was not a professional chef, although he had been trained as a chef. But it did not bother him. With the plutocrat behind him, he just needed to spend money. It was easy for him to get to the top five in this competition because money was not a problem.
He was not after the prize of one hundred million dollars. He was aiming for the top five spots because only those who finished as the top five had a chance to visit that place.
Tajiro gave the red wine in his glass a gentle swirl. His eyes fell upon the two beauties as he enjoyed their massages. Their voluptuous figures made him feel a burning sensation in his lower abdomen. But he was not in a hurry. He would wait for the news to come back before celebrating the small victory with these two women.
By the end of the night, the twenty teams should be down to ten. Except for those tough nuts, all the other weaklings would be eliminated early. As for the rest, he would have to wait until the next round to finish them.
The plutocrat had prepared something good for him anyway. He would just have to add it to his dish, and even the God of Cooking would not be able to stop him from getting a spot on the top five. Tajiro finished his glass of wine in one gulp, then reached out his hands to caress the two beauties with a lewd smile.
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Suddenly, there was a knock on his door. He narrowed his eyes. ‘They’re back at last… Looks like those guys are taken care of. Sending ten red ninjas at once is a huge cost even in Sakura…’
Tajiro stood up, rubbed his hands, and hurried toward the door. However, when he opened the door, he froze. Standing outside the room were not the red ninjas he had sent out, but a stone-faced young man in a denim jacket. A puzzled look appeared on his face.
Suddenly, a pressure pressed down on him, then the tail of the small fox lying on the young man’s shoulder expanded, coiling around his neck. His face turned red for want of breathing.
When the two women in the room saw that, they exchanged a glance instead of screaming. With a sharp gleam in their eyes, they each pulled out a silver bead and threw it on the floor. A loud bang rang out as the beads exploded, emitting thick white smoke.
As the smoke spread, two sharp daggers thrust out of it and stabbed toward Bu Fang. However, a tremendous force exploded out, knocking the two women flying backward and smashing them on the wall. They opened their mouths and spat out blood.
Yamashima Tajiro was suddenly filled with horror, his face looking frightened.
With hands clasped behind his back, Bu Fang stepped slowly into the room and sat down on the sofa. Foxy’s tail grew larger and longer, still coiled around Tajiro’s neck, and made him float before Bu Fang. Crossing his legs, Bu Fang looked indifferently at the middle-aged man.
Yu Ge was clever enough to close the door and locked it.
Tajiro’s whole face was red from lack of oxygen, but he kept cursing in his own language.
“Now, stop hiding and show yourself,” Bu Fang said lightly.
With his words, a figure gradually emerged on an empty wall. It was none other than one of the five main judges, the Sakura Islander.
Looking at Bu Fang with a sneer on his face, he said, “I didn’t expect the red ninja to fail… However, there’s an old saying in your country, ‘There are plenty of ways that lead to heaven, and yet you choose a way that brings you to hell.’ Are you here to… seek your death?”