Inoue can be regarded as a Japanese warrior. He runs underground casinos, dance halls and restaurants in Xiaocheng, and there are insidious assassination transactions behind him.
Inoue organized the Ryukawa Gang and had a group of desperadoes under his command, all of whom possessed unique skills. Inoue's Japanese ninjutsu was as close as Shuji's, and Shadowless Kung Fu was regarded as a unique martial arts.
Black Heart Tiger is his top killer. He personally taught the skills and possesses Ninjutsu. He also made a dark blade of hundred-refined steel for him.
He left his own special mark on the Dark Blade. Even thousands of miles away, he can feel the Dark Blade. It is equivalent to implanting his own sensor chip tracker in the Dark Blade. This is a high-tech and a unique technology. A fantasy idea.
Compared to Long Xing's mental power perception, it's not bad either. So when the Black Heart Tiger lost the Dark Blade, and Long Xing used his mental power and black spiritual power to control the Dark Blade, he invisibly destroyed the Dark Blade's internal magnetic field, allowing Inoue to sense it.
The factor implanted in the Dark Blade was destroyed, and Inoue knew that something had happened to the Black Heart Tiger.
Long Xing put away the dark blade. It was a piece of black iron. Even if it was carried with him, it would not be easily discovered. He knew about the deal between the Liu family and the Longchuan Gang and had a plan.
This Liu family can use killers to deal with themselves, and it seems that they will not give up. Now looking at the skills of this black-hearted tiger, the Longchuan Gang behind him must not be simple.
Inoue is not an easy person to deal with. Once he found out something was wrong with the Dark Blade, he immediately thought of the business of Liu Hanshuang, the head of the Liu family. He dialed Liu Hanshuang's phone: "Director Liu, please tell me the details of the owner of the last business deal!" Inoue only said this and listened to the phone patiently.
Liu Hanshuang, who was feeling uneasy on the other end of the phone, had doubts on his face, but still described Long Xing's information to Inoue in detail, focusing on reminding Inoue that the other party was the new uncle of the Mo family.
After Inoue listened, he hung up the phone. He walked back and forth in the house for a while, and finally entered the secret room.
Long Xing left the ancient trees by the Blue Lake and prepared to visit the buildings on the commercial street. The business of Qizhenzhai was very booming recently. After discussing with Mr. Lang of the Hangzhou Tooth Group, he decided to move the carpentry headquarters to the commercial building.
Long Xing was not in a hurry. He had just practiced how to use the dark blade and recalled it in his mind to see if there was anything that needed improvement.
Strolling to the beautiful tree-lined seaside park, Long Xing felt the fresh air and made an appointment with Ziling to take her to see Wan'er on Sunday, wanting to leave Wan'er's growth and cultivation to her.
This was originally Long Xing's plan, wanting to use Wan'er's emotions to trap this strange woman from Xianxia.
There were not many people walking in the park. There were only a few people there. Long Xing was staring at it when he suddenly felt a gust of wind passing by him. When he looked closely, he saw a thin old man not far away, standing by a marble step. He was looking at himself quietly.
"Huh?" Long Xing was startled and fixed his gaze on the old man.
This old man was dressed in a gray cloth shirt. He was about sixty years old and had a pale face. His standing posture was very casual, and his whole body seemed to blend into the scenery around him, giving him an unreal and erratic feeling.
It was obvious that this old man's cultivation had reached an extremely advanced level. However, what surprised Long Xing was that the old man looked at him in a strange way. Like a cheetah staring at its prey.
Long Xing felt the aura of the old man, but in addition to the erratic feeling, there was also a trace of spiritual power fluctuations.
"This old man is also a cultivator." Long Xing made a judgment in his mind.
Curious and surprised, Long Xing opened his purple eyes and saw that the body of the old man in gray was indeed filled with majestic spiritual energy.
"No, is there really a cultivator like me in Xiaocheng?" However, after carefully checking the other party's body, he found that the spiritual energy was scattered and disorderly, like a spraying fountain, dispersing in various parts of the body and not gathering in the dantian. Xingxin has doubts.
When Long Xing looked at the other person, frowning and thinking, the old man suddenly became furious and shouted hoarsely at Long Xing: "You are Long Xing, and it was you who killed the Black Heart Tiger! Hand over the hidden blade in your arms!" "
Although Long Xing didn't know the other party, he guessed the purpose of the visitor. They were from the Longchuan Gang, and they came for him and Dark Blade.
What makes Long Xing strange is that it took only a short time to capture Black Heart Tiger. How did the other party know? Could it be that he had been following Black Heart Tiger?
"Yes, this is Long Xing. I wonder who you are from the Longchuan Gang? So what if you kill the Black Heart Tiger? Do you want to kill me too, for the money of the Liu family?" Long Xing's breath was calm, his expression was restrained, and he spoke calmly asked rhetorically.
When Long Xing finished speaking, the old man opposite pointed at Long Xing with his finger. In an instant, his figure turned into nine shadows, shrinking into inches from different directions and arriving in front of Long Xing.
If this were an ordinary person, Long Xing would be the one who got injured in his vital parts while blocking a shadow that shouldn't be blocked. But Long Xing did snort coldly, his purple eyes clearly looking at the figure close at hand. With a flick of his wrist, the dark blade was in his hand, and he stabbed at one of the shadows, striking together with the old man's dark blade.
The dark blade passed through the phantom, and after the surrounding phantoms shattered, looking at the old man, he was indeed standing in the same place unharmed! What Long Xing didn't expect was that under his purple eyes, he clearly stabbed the other person, but how could he not be hurt.
"Good skills!" The old man's hoarse voice sounded again.
"It's really not easy to kill the Black-Hearted Tiger!" Before he could finish his words, the old man disappeared again.
This time there was no shadow, it seemed to blend into the air. Long Xing only felt a chill on his back, and struck with the dark blade with his backhand. There was a sharp stab and the sound of metal colliding. At the moment, Long Xing changed his position and arrived on the marble steps that the old man originally occupied.
Looking back, the old man's sleeve was torn apart by a dark blade.
"Humph! Your skills are indeed good. You are still the first person to pierce my sleeve! But good luck will not happen a third time!" The old man's meaning was obvious. He underestimated Long Xing's strength.
When the old man disappeared again, Long Xing felt a cold air coming from around him. His purple eyes looked around, but he could only see faint mist of cold air on the surrounding flowers and plants.
Long Xing remained still quietly, and the threads of Niwan Palace's spiritual power spread out, forming a barrier in his body. The old man's movements are strange, and the cold air is even weirder.
With the protection in place, Long Xing placed the dark blade flat on his hand, separated part of his mental power and condensed it into a giant hand. "Go!" With consciousness, the dark blade flew towards the mist beads on the surrounding flowers, plants and trees under the control of the giant mental hand.
The sound of peeling came out, and the surroundings were still quiet, but where the mist dripped, there was a trace of dark red blood.
As Long Xing controlled the dark blade to fly all the way, the protective mental barrier around him began to weaken. At this moment, there was a crackling sound, and the barrier made a sound as if it was hit by thousands of feather arrows.
After a short amount of effort, the mental barrier was on the verge of collapse.
"Not good!" Long Xing shouted softly.
