The God of Death in American Comics

ten minutes later

Ye Feng and the other three seemed to have been forgotten by the Kawara family, sitting casually on the tatami in the room.

Natasha sat across from her, and Ye Feng sat alone on one side.

However, except for Kato Ran who went to the countryside and knelt down as the Romans did, Ye Feng and Natasha both sat cross-legged.

The room was eerily quiet, and there was no noise even outside.

Natasha seemed to be thinking about something after entering.

"The man just now looked like a housekeeper, but he seemed to know us." Ye Feng looked left and right and analyzed.

Having often dealt with SHIELD, Ye Feng now also observed the details of expressions very carefully. When Kosaka Masao saw their doubts, Ye Feng reacted.

"This place doesn't look like a meeting hall," Natasha said with a frown and looked towards Kato Ran.

Kato Lan nodded in agreement.

"Is there anything strange?" Ye Feng turned around.

In terms of customs and understanding of the island country, Ye Feng didn't do that much research.

"There is something wrong with the decoration. The photos on the wall over there, the sword holder and the katana are really similar to the layout here."

"The room where the samurai committed seppuku."

At the end, Natasha took over the words and Kato Ran preached in unison.

But before Ye Feng had time to ask, a burst of footsteps came from the door.

Three maids wearing kimonos and cheongsams came in carrying tea.

Ye Feng raised his eyes and looked at it carefully.

Natasha smiled strangely and looked at the maid who walked in with disdain.

"When will your clan leader come back and you entertain guests like this?" Kato Ran asked with concern.

The maids shook their heads, expressing their ignorance.

Without waiting for Ye Feng and others to say anything, the three maids lowered their heads, knelt down in front of Ye Feng and the others, and began to make tea.

The technique is very slow, but the hand is very steady, it seems a little jerky

If this unusual scene makes sense, it's really damning that a servant is so new to making tea.

When Ye Feng tilted his head and looked at the maid in front of him, he glanced at Natasha and then said.

"Are the ninjas of the Kawara family so free to come and make tea for us?"

After hearing this, the three maids paused at the same time and subconsciously stopped what they were doing.

"You know, your acting skills are so bad. There are no servants who walk at the same pace. Moreover, the footsteps you deliberately make are really difficult for you. You are used to suppressing the footsteps. The most important thing is this tea-making skill. "Tsk, tsk, tsk," Ye Feng commented while shaking his head.

And Ye Feng's ridicule may have succeeded in angering the three kunoichi who sneaked in.

bass

The kunoichi in front of Natasha and Kato Ran was the first to attack. The kunai, which shone with cold light, was pulled out from the long sleeves of the kimono, and it was stroked towards Natasha and the two of them without hesitation.

As for the kunoichi in front of Ye Feng, she was about to take action.

Ye Feng, who was already prepared, stretched out his hand.

One of the binding ways. Blockage

The spirits in the air quickly gathered on the kunoichi's hands, and a painful cry was heard. No matter how hard the kunoichi struggled, he was captured without any help.

The magic of the binding path made the other party's eyes widen. While struggling, the kimono was also messed up, and the room was suddenly filled with a charming atmosphere.

Cough

Ye Feng definitely just glanced at it subconsciously, and definitely didn't look at it.

After all, Natasha and the two were still waiting for his rescue.

But as his eyes passed by, he realized that the sneak attack was over.

Natasha easily broke the neck of the kunoichi in front of her. Well, this was expected. After all, she was the Black Widow of SHIELD, and she was well prepared.

But Agent Ran Kato from the Tokyo headquarters also killed the sneak attack kunoichi with one move, which surprised Ye Feng a bit. That posture seemed like a karate move.

"Why would the Kawara family attack us? This shouldn't happen." Kato Ran turned her head and asked in confusion.

"You'll know if you ask her. Interrogation should be what you're best at, right?" Ye Feng pointed at the kunoichi who had not given up struggling on the ground and was already sweating profusely.

At this time, figures flashed on the ceiling.

shhhhhh

Several blow darts attacked the standing Ye Feng.

But Ye Feng didn't look up at all. The spirit son was fluctuating in the air, and the Zanpakutō appeared in vain in his right hand. With a few graceful flowers, the blowing arrow was blocked.

Feeling the sudden fluctuation of spiritual pressure in the room, Kato Lan took a deep look at Ye Feng.

"These ninjas are so annoying. I think those people last night must be members of the Kawara family. The reason for killing us should be very simple. We ruined other people's good things."

Just as Ye Feng finished speaking, a large number of shurikens and arrows flew in from outside the house.

Natasha and Katoran started to dodge as soon as they heard the sound.

As for Ye Feng, he was just swinging his Zanpakuto quickly, and neither shuriken nor arrows were able to get close.

But the kunoichi whose hands were sealed by the binding path was unlucky. An arrow passed through the eyeball and shot out from the back of the head. The kunoichi was shot without even a grunt.

Tap tap tap tap

A large number of footsteps came from all around, and the place was surrounded by enemies.

Drink

Two masked ninjas rushed out and slashed at Ye Feng with their ninja swords without hesitation.

bang bang

Gunshots rang out, and the rushing ninja fell unwillingly.

Natasha and Katoran each hid behind a load-bearing column and fired.

But more ninjas rushed out from all around.

Ye Feng's eyes condensed, and he stepped forward, using the power of the Zanpakutō's cold light to slash forward.

咔

A ninja who was slashing against Ye Feng fell on his back. His ninja sword was cut in two, a deep gash was cut on his face, and he died instantly.

Simultaneously.

He tilted his head and quickly grabbed his left hand in front of him. A shuriken flying from the dark place was held in Ye Feng's hand.

With a movement of his wrist, it was thrown towards the ceiling. Only a scream was heard, and the sneak attack ninja fell from a high place.

咚

The house, which was originally made of wood, made a loud noise.

But after Ye Feng threw the shuriken based on his feeling, he stopped observing.

Turn sideways to avoid the slashes of the two ninja swords.

Slide forward

The Zanpakutō slashed hard.

The heads of the two ninjas rose into the sky, rolled and fell to the ground, and the headless bodies spurted blood three meters high.

Spin.

jump.

Chop.

Swing.

Ye Feng's flexible body and quick steps allowed Ye Feng to move easily among the crowd, as if he was dancing on the tip of a knife. No matter how many attacks he had, Ye Feng dodged them one by one and then fought back.

It seems that fighting is the best mentor, and Ye Feng likes this feeling more and more.

And he still has a trump card. After all, he has not converted into the death state, and the spiritual pressure is not too strong.

In the state of an ordinary person, Ye Feng's Shunpo cannot be used, or he has not reached that level yet.

Ghost Road can only release a few.

But that's enough, at least it's enough to deal with these ninjas.

Outside the house, Masao Kosaka stood in the yard and watched calmly as a ninja rushed into the meeting hall.

But as time passed, cold sweat began to break out on Masao Kosaka's forehead.

He didn't know the battle inside, but even if the initial sneak attack failed, so many ninjas had rushed in from behind, and the battle was not over yet.

Turning his head, he asked a tall ninja next to him, "Takeshi Yamamoto, has your ninja team not eaten? Even three people can't solve it?"

"Hi" the ninja named Yamamoto Takeshi didn't say much, he just lowered his head and responded, then waved behind him.

Several ninjas in special clothes with red ribbons hanging on their arms stood out.

"The time has come to serve the family, use the potion of hope" Yamamoto Takeshi shouted.

The ninja in different clothes took out a needle from his arms and stabbed himself in the neck without hesitation.

After a moment, a faint red spiritual pressure came from the drug-addicted ninja.

In the hall, Ye Feng, who had just cut off a ninja's arm, was stunned for a moment, his eyes changed, and he looked outside the room seriously.