The strongest special bodyguard

"You really shouldn't be underestimated, you almost fell into your hands."

Ye Chen wasn't teasing Hattori Hirakawa. In fact, he was in a very dangerous situation just now. With both eyes blind and being disturbed by the other party, it was almost impossible for him to avoid Hattori Hirakawa's attack.

But don't forget, Ye Chen is not alone now, he still has Chen Lao's spiritual body in his body, which is equivalent to having another pair of eyes, and Chen Lao told Ye Chen every move of Hattori Hirakawa, so that he can survive the adversity. Turn defeat into victory.

"How on earth did you do it?"

Hattori Hirakawa spat out the blood from his mouth, looked at Ye Chen with some puzzlement and asked.

"This is a secret, I can't tell you."

Ye Chen massaged his eyes and said.

"Heh, you're right. You and I are in a hostile relationship. It's really not suitable for you to tell me this kind of secret."

Hattori Hirakawa nodded, he also knew that Ye Chen was unlikely to tell himself that even if there were thousands of doubts in his heart, he could only stop here.

Thinking of this, Hattori Hirakawa smiled lightly, and quietly took out something from his waist, but before he could make another move, Ye Chen came to him in a flash, and knocked him out with a palm past.

"You still want to hide your little abacus from my eyes?"

Ye Chen wiped away his tears, and casually took the two things in Hattori Hirakawa's hand.

These two things, one is the projectile that Hattori Hirakawa held in his hand before, and the other is a bamboo signal transmitter, which is used by the Iga ninja to transmit information.

Although people in this era already have communication products such as mobile phones, this signal transmitter is still preserved by Hattori Hirakawa. At certain times, it can produce unexpected special effects.

Hattori Hirakawa originally planned to use this to inform other people, but it was a pity that Ye Chen noticed it first and failed, and Ye Chen dragged Hattori Hirakawa to a hidden place before leaving the forest.

Although I don't know what that projectile is, judging from the previous flash bombs, it should also be a functional hidden weapon, maybe it will be useful in a while.

Ye Chen kept shuttling through the forest, and he detected and avoided all the hidden whistles he encountered along the way. After a short walk, he came to a large courtyard house with a green roof.

"It should be here..."

Ye Chen stood on the open space in front of the courtyard, a little uncertain. As the palace where the emperor lives, the defense here seems a little too lax. Ye Chen observed it, and found no hidden whistle nearby, even the patrolling guards. No one.

"It doesn't matter, go in and have a look."

Although Ye Chen felt that something was wrong, he still walked towards the gate of the courtyard. He didn't have enough time, and looking forward and backward would only make him fall into an even more unfavorable situation. It doesn't matter anymore.

But when he walked to the door, the door slid open to one side automatically without wind, presenting the whole picture of the hall to Ye Chen.

The hall of the Imperial Palace is very spacious, with a space of hundreds of square meters. There are four huge crystal lamps hanging on the ceiling, shining brightly on the entire hall.

In the center of the hall, there is a long table with 20 benches on each side. At this time, the benches are full of people. The moment Ye Chen stepped into the hall, everyone looked at him. In Ye Chen's eyes, there was no curiosity or doubt, but only madness and bloodthirsty.

"A puppet..."

Being peeped by many unkind eyes, Ye Chen didn't feel the slightest fear, instead, he looked at these guys in front of him with interest.

Judging by the clothes of these people, it seems that they are all engaged in the work of bodyguards. It seems that they should be the guards who are in charge of patrolling around.

But what they never expected was that the "that" holy man they guarded eventually became the demon who took their lives.

Not only did they lose their lives, but even their dead bodies were used as tools to entertain tonight's guest—Ye Chen.

"It seems that tonight is not as smooth as expected."

Ye Chen shook his head, looked at the dozens of guards who got up slowly and sighed helplessly, and immediately took out the Jizo sword, the sword body was as black as ink, and the flowing light wandered around, like water waves, it looked quite gloomy gas.

Ye Chen noticed the change of the Ksitigarbha Sword, but did not show any surprise. In fact, this is not the first time that the Ksitigarbha Sword has seen such a situation.

In the Valley of Ten Thousand Medicines, the Ksitigarbha Sword had experienced this kind of abnormality before, but it didn't react so strongly, and Ye Chen, who was connected with him, already understood that it was because the Ksitigarbha Sword had sensed the most evil spirit that it would appear like this Variety.

Obviously, the guy I have to face this time is not a kind person.

Thinking about it, the Imperial Palace is the gathering place for the elites of country R, ​​including many capable people who are loyal to the royal family. Even the military cannot compare in this respect. Even subtle differences in diet can arouse suspicion in those around you.

Needless to say, the method used by the other party to sneak into the Imperial Palace and pretend to be the guy who has an identity of more than ten thousand people for decades without being seen through, at least Ye Chen thinks he can't do this.

"It's getting more and more interesting."

Ye Chen chuckled lightly, took a few steps forward with his sword, waved his hand and cut a puppet in front of him into two pieces. Then he danced the sword lightly in his hand, and the sword was so powerful that it turned into a sword shadow that filled the sky and enveloped the group of puppets. Among them, when the sword shadow dissipated, only two or three of the original more than forty puppets were able to stand.

Looking at the corpses on the ground, Ye Chen frowned and nodded. He nodded because he was satisfied with the lethality of his move just now, and frowned. ． ． It was because he was a little dissatisfied with that cruel method.

But that's just it. To say that Ye Chen intends to shoulder the mission of more than forty people who died, to kill opponents, etc., Ye Chen is not that good at it.

"I said, with your status, you wouldn't have created puppets of this level in the past few decades, right?"

Ye Chen looked up in one direction of the hall and said lightly.

If anyone were present, they would definitely think that there was something wrong with Ye Chen's head, because the position Ye Chen was looking at was a wall in the hall, and there was nothing else on the wall except a portrait.

However, that portrait is indeed a bit strange. There is a half-length portrait of a person on it. It is a middle-aged man with shiny hair and a thin figure. He is wearing a black suit and there is not even a wrinkle on his body. He obviously takes great care of this suit.

At first glance, there seems to be nothing wrong with this portrait, but when you look at his nose, you will find that the other person's nose is nearly ten centimeters in length. He looks like an adult Pinocchio, but this person's appearance is... He was not as kind as Pinocchio, but instead had a sinister and sinister aura that penetrated Ye Chen's heart.