I Am In Marvel

The lights at the intersection of the alleys turned on again, and the bodies of several black-clothed ninjas were lying in a pool of blood. Their eyes were still wide and round, as if they had seen something incredible.

'Whoosh whoosh—'

More than a dozen black shadows swept across the roof of the modern building, using the floor of the building as a pedal, a few nimble jumps and jumps, and landed next to the bodies of the men in black. They also wore black clothes, wearing strange ninja masks such as cat foxes, and came here to inspect and deal with the corpses on the ground.

"It's only half a minute late, they're all dead, and they're all one-shot kills, not even a single round." One of the ninjas swallowed a mouthful of saliva and suppressed a horrified whisper.

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

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

Captain Yasha glanced at the corpses on the ground, and said hoarsely, "If we had arrived half a minute earlier, maybe they wouldn't be the only ones killed, and even we would be corpses lying on the ground."

"After destroying the first ninja team, their figures disappeared around here without a trace." A ninja said.

Captain Yasha chuckled, "Probably think we don't have the information they want, and even killing doesn't make sense. Go and check the name 'Logan', those two seem to be here for him. It's too late to report back to the boss. Just say, if the organization doesn't have the consciousness of mortal death, it can't even test the strength of the man."

"Yes." The ninjas nodded.

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

When Captain Yasha said this, a cold light flashed from his eyes, and all the ninjas nodded in agreement.

None of them noticed.

Just above the heads of these people, at an altitude of nearly 3,000 meters, Kyle and Yutong stood in suspension against the high wind, looking down at their every move.

Yutong was carrying the sash Murasame on her back, her eyes were shining with silver, and her black hair was flying wildly, like a holy goddess.

She whispered: "The ninjas just now were all dead men. They were all brainwashed and their memories were fragmented. Most of the ones below are similar. They came from Risang's mysterious organization. This kind of secret means is passed on to the lower layers. Sometimes even the inner core members do not know who the high-level personnel are, or even the headquarters of the organization.”

"As long as you want, you can trace it." Kyle smiled.

"Of course." Yutong's face was calm, these seemingly clever organizational methods, she had already played with them fifty years ago.

Moreover, in front of Yutong's extraordinary ability of mind, as long as there is a retrospective target, no matter how hidden it is, she 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 anything about Logan's whereabouts, and by the way, destroy this organization."

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

"I'm going to a place to see. Seventy years ago, I've been wanting to go, but the war ended too early and didn't have time."

Kyle smiled indifferently, his eyes glanced into the distance of the night sky, Yutong showed a thoughtful look, it seems that tonight is another sleepless night.

New Tokyo City, Emperor Pavilion District.

Although the power of the emperor to run the country has been transferred to the prime minister since the end of World War II 70 years ago, the emperor is still the symbolic head of state, with a status of more than 10,000 people in Risang. After all, the emperor has been deified in Risang through the ages, and he has become an existence such as faith and god. Now, even if a new prime minister takes office, he 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 Emperor 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, it was still the emperor's cabinet decorated in the style of 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, knocked on the wooden door, and an old response came from inside, "Is it Kazuko? Come in."

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

She called softly, "Grandpa."

"Yeah." The old man replied, his eyes never taking his eyes off the portrait, and he said with emotion after a long time: "It's been seventy years. I remember that I was only twelve years old. After the defeat and surrender, my father cut his belly. I committed suicide, and I inherited the throne of the emperor as a child, so I lost the position of the head of state."

"Your father didn't live up to his expectations. He died of illness after a few years of being the emperor, and I was forced to take the throne again. Fortunately, your uncle had a plan, and it was not easy to let the position of the head of state return to our family."

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

"Grandpa, please believe me."

He Ziying said energetically: "I will definitely get rid of that demon and be ashamed 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.

Kazuko fell silent and pondered: "My sister...she is really not suitable to stay in Tokyo at the moment, but her weak body is not suitable to be transferred to another place. Don't worry, I have sent Risang's third kendo master to protect her safety. "

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

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

"Okay, then I can rest assured." The old man continued to look up at the portrait of the emperor, silent.

On the back of the Emperor Pavilion complex, there is a quiet and elegant Japanese-style courtyard with cherry blossom trees and flowing water fountains, all in the antique style of the old royal family.

A young girl in a long kimono leaned against the wooden door and knelt on the floor of the corridor. There was a pallor that could not be removed on her beautiful face, which made her even more deplorable. His long black hair fell down his shoulders and lay down on the floor together with the close-fitting kimono, like a cherry blossom that quietly blooms at night and no one appreciates it.

The girl in the kimono looked melancholy at the courtyard shrouded in moonlight, motionless, and her eyes were as gray as death. It wasn't until there was a sound of heavy footsteps in the corridor, which made her eyes light up.

Usually no one will come over at this time. Even if someone comes, they will try their best to pace carefully, and will not make this kind of 'arrogant and noisy' sound.

Under the surprised gaze of the girl in the kimono, a tall blond youth, still wearing muddy boots, casually strolled down the corridor in front of her.

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

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

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

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

"Those people outside didn't stop you?" The girl in the kimono was stunned like a kitten.

You must know that as the house where she lives, 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 who can stop me in this world, but they're not on Earth."