I'm in Marvel's infinite draw

Chapter 577

The lights at the intersection of the alley came back on, and the corpses of several black-clothed ninjas were lying in a pool of blood. Their eyes were still wide open, as if they had seen something incredible.

'Whoosh whoosh—'

More than a dozen black shadows flitted across the roof of the modern building, using the floor of the building as a pedal, several agile jumps and leaps landed next to the corpses of the men in black.They were also dressed in black, wearing strange ninja masks like cats and foxes, and they came here to inspect and process the corpses on the ground.

"It's only half a minute late, all of them are dead, and they are all killed by one blow, and they haven't gone through even one round." One of the ninjas swallowed a mouthful of saliva, holding back the horror and whispered.

A tall figure came out of the darkness, and a group of black-clothed ninjas got out of the way. Under the dim street lights, it could be seen that he was wearing a distinctive Yaksha mask and was carrying a pair of samurai swords on his back.

"Captain Yaksha." The ninjas respected the Yaksha masked man.

Captain Yaksha glanced at the corpses on the ground, and said hoarsely: "If we arrived half a minute earlier, perhaps they would not be the only ones who died, and even we would be reduced to corpses lying on the ground."

"After the team wiped out the leading ninja team, they disappeared without a trace around here." A ninja said.

Captain Yaksha chuckled, "Probably because we don't have the information they want, and there is no point in even killing them. Go look up the name 'Logan', those two seem to be here for him, and then we will Feedback to the higher-ups about the matter at night. Just say, if the organization does not have the consciousness of mortal death, it will not even be able to test the man's strength."

"Yes." The ninjas nodded.

"If you don't want to die so miserably, please pay attention to me. The goal this time is different from the usual cats and dogs. That is a real living legend."

When Captain Yasha said this, a cold light shot out of his eyes, and all the ninjas nodded. The captain is the famous ninja killer in Risang's platoon, and even he is so afraid. One can imagine how terrifying the other party is.

None of them noticed.

Just above the heads of these people, at an altitude of nearly 3000 meters, Kyle and Yutong stood facing the high wind, floating, watching their every move.

Yutong was carrying the wrapped village rain on his back, his eyes gleamed with silver light, and his black hair fluttered wildly, he really looked like a holy goddess.

She said softly: "Those ninjas just now are dead soldiers, all brainwashed, and their memories are fragmented, and most of the ones below are similar. They come from Risang's mysterious organization. This kind of secret method is passed down to the lower levels. Sometimes even the inner core members don’t know who the high-level personnel are, and they don’t even know where the organization’s headquarters are.”

"As long as you think about it, you can track it down." Kyle smiled.

"Of course." Yutong said with a calm face. She had used up these seemingly clever organizational methods 50 years ago.

Besides, in front of Yutong's extraordinary mental ability, as long as there is a traceable goal, no matter how you hide, you can't escape her eyes.

Kyle shrugged and said: "Okay, then I'll leave it to you. Check the source of this organization to see if there is any information about Logan's whereabouts, and let's destroy this organization by the way."

"No problem." Yutong nodded, glanced sideways at Kyle, and asked in surprise, "Boss, what about you?"

"I want to go to a place to see. 70 years ago, I always wanted to go, but the war ended too early and I didn't have time."

Kyle smiled lightly, glanced at the night sky, Yutong showed a thoughtful look, it seemed that tonight was another sleepless night.

New Tokyo City, Tennokaku District.

Although the emperor's right to manage the country has been transferred to the prime minister since the end of World War II 70 years ago, the emperor is still a symbolic head of state, and has a status of one person below one person and above ten thousand people in Risan.After all, the emperor has been deified in Risang through the ages, and he is already a kind of belief and god.Now even if a new prime minister takes office, he still has to be empowered by the emperor.

Today, Tokyo is full of storms and undercurrents. As the place where the emperor and his family live, the Tianhuang Pavilion has already deployed armed soldiers and ninja dead servants inside and outside, and no one is allowed to enter or leave at will.

At this time, the emperor's cabinet was still decorated in the old era, and a room on the third floor was dimly lit.

A beautiful woman in an officer's uniform came to the door and knocked on the wooden door, and an old response came from inside, "Is that Kazuko? Come in."

Kazuko pushed the door and entered, and saw the gray-haired old man standing in front of the portrait of the emperor during World War II, that is, his great-grandfather.

She called softly, "Grandpa."

"En." The old man responded, his eyes never leaving the portrait, and he said with emotion after a long time: "It has been 70 years. I remember that I was only 12 years old at that time. After the defeat and surrender, my father committed seppuku. , I inherited the throne as the emperor when I was young, so I lost the title of head of state."

"Your father didn't live up to expectations. He died of illness after only a few years as the emperor, and I was forced to take the throne. Fortunately, your uncle had a plan and managed to return the position of head of state to our clan."

The old man clenched his fists tightly, and his old voice was full of resentment, "This is all caused by that man. I didn't expect him to come here."

"Grandpa, please trust me."

He Zi said heroically: "I will definitely get rid of that demon and avenge the shame of my predecessors."

"Then I'll leave it to you. I'm not worried about you at all, but Sachiko..." The old man sighed helplessly.

Hezi fell silent, and pondered: "My sister...it is indeed not suitable to stay in Tokyo at the moment, but her weak body is not suitable for transferring to other places. Don't worry, I have sent Risang the third master of swordsmanship to protect her safety. "

The old man asked: "The third sword master, is it Jian Yi?"

Hezi replied: "Yes, because he only has one sword move, otherwise, I think he can be ranked second in swordsmanship."

"Okay, then I'm relieved." The old man continued to look up at the portrait of the Emperor, silent.

On the back of the Tianhuang Pavilion complex, there is a quiet and elegant Japanese-style small courtyard with cherry blossom trees and fountains, all of which are antique royal styles of the old age.

A young girl in a long kimono leaned against the wooden door and knelt on the floor of the corridor.On her beautiful face, there was an indelible paleness, but it made her look even more regrettable.The long black hair draped over the shoulders, hanging down and laying on the floor together with the close-fitting kimono, like a cherry blossom quietly blooming at night with no one to appreciate.

The girl in the kimono looked melancholy at the moonlit courtyard, motionless, her eyes were ashen as if she had died.It wasn't until there was a sound of heavy footsteps in the corridor that a gleam appeared in her eyes.

Generally, no one would come over at this time, and even if someone came, they would try their best to pace carefully and not make such 'presumptuous and noisy' sounds.

Under the surprised gaze of the girl in kimono, a tall blond young man, still wearing muddy boots, casually walked past the corridor in front of her.

"It's so quiet, I thought no one lived here."

Kyle stopped suddenly and looked down at the girl in kimono sitting on the floor.

"Who are you? Why... ahem, you're here." The kimono girl covered her mouth and coughed a few times, opened her cute eyes, and asked curiously.

"Just walked in like this." Kyle said bluntly.

"Did those people outside stop you?" The kimono girl froze like a kitten.

You know, this is the house she lives in. In the past ten years, no more than ten people have been able to come here, including her grandfather and sister.

Kyle smiled.

"Stop me? There are still people in this world who can stop me, but they are not on Earth."

(End of this chapter)