The sudden change in the battle left the onlookers dumbfounded. Under the exquisite coordination of the three top martial artists' attack, one was forced to retreat by the poison expert and narrowly escaped disaster. The other two were poisoned; although they also managed to strike the opponent, they collapsed to the ground, wailing in agony. Poison Smoke hit their faces, causing the skin to lt quickly. The power of the poison expert's desperate strike was not to be underestimated, and everyone was stunned.
Shijing Kong also saw this scene and imdiately realized that he had made a common sense mistake—that is, the opponent was a poison expert who must not be captured alive. This oversight led to the fall of two family top martial artists, infuriating him. His rage surged, causing a line of dark blood to spill from the corner of his mouth.
Luo Zheng had been observing Shijing Kong and confird he was poisoned, though desperately suppressing it. It appeared not to be fully triggered. This was a hospital, increasing the chances of salvation. He secretly sighed with relief. As he looked toward the entrance again, the poison expert sprayed Poison Smoke onto himself and swiftly slashed his own throat.
"Hiss?" Luo Zheng was taken aback. This person was too ruthless, cruel to both the enemy and himself. Knowing his injuries were serious and survival impossible, he directly cut his throat. The body decayed visibly, while the two ninjas poisoned by the smoke had stopped screaming, disfigured beyond recognition.
"What terrifying poison?" Luo Zheng looked at the three bodies with a changed expression, suddenly realizing he had underestimated world-class masters. Though they might be inferior in firearms, they were undoubtedly top-notch in poison. With proper tactical application, they could unleash incredible combat power. Tragically, they had fallen just like that.
"It's just as well they're dead; too terrifying." Luo Zheng exchanged a glance with Lan Xue, seeing her also shocked by the opponent's use of poison. He quickly pulled Lan Xue back, as the poison expert was dead, and Shijing Kong was injured and poisoned. No need to stay here longer.
At this ti, a crowd rushed toward Shijing Kong. One person carried him upstairs, while others quickly cordoned off the surroundings, checking everyone and allowing no one to leave easily. Luo Zheng and Lan Xue used diplomatic credentials to leave, quickly catching a ride back to the embassy.
At the embassy, the two entered the guest room, seeing Ghost Hand and others chatting in the living room. They greeted briefly and each went into their bedrooms to remove their disguises and wash up. Once clean, everyone gathered. Luo Zheng glanced around and said, "Here's so news: Shijing Kong is poisoned. The extent is unknown, but even if saved, he's left with half a life."
"That's great." Nobody doubted Luo Zheng's words, laughing excitedly.
"Not necessarily good; if he dies, it benefits Yuanfei Zuo and isn't very advantageous for us. If he's still alive, with his son dead and grandson kidnapped, left barely living, life has little aning for him. Revenge may be his only focus, surely leading to a frantic counterattack. Let's stay put here during this ti, watching the tigers fight from the mountain."
"Understood." Everyone understood Luo Zheng's intention, seriously agreeing.
"Brother, what's your real plan?" Ghost Hand asked curiously.
"Our mission is to destroy the ninjas. Previously unaware of Kaga ninja's existence, now we know—it naturally includes them. Don't be fooled by Kaga ninja's alliance with us; once in power, they'd act just like Iga ninjas, inevitably becoming national enemies. Their role and mission make peaceful coexistence impossible. Thus, they are also our target," Luo Zheng earnestly said, expressing his views for the first ti.
The group, being insightful, imdiately grasped Luo Zheng's tactic of inciting internal strife, understanding with a smile. Ghost Hand chuckled, "Support one side and suppress the other, then find a chance to suppress the supported side. Sounds good. Ninjas' mission is to protect their nation, inevitable conflicting with our national interests. Eliminating one Iga, only for a Kaga to rise, would be futile; we can't allow that."
"The first step is to support one and suppress another. The situation reaching this stage ans stirring internal strife, including within the palace. I always felt the palace isn't simple; don't forget, the Chrysanthemum Group doesn't belong solely to the Shijing family. Many other ninjas, loyal to the palace, imply that Yuanfei Zuo, the Shijing family, and the Imperial Family are three forces. Now we must trigger their three-way conflict," Luo Zheng explained seriously.
"Hiss?" Everyone was startled but quickly understood, smiling.
"Whatever, doesn't matter how many families. Brother, you handle these brain-intensive tasks. Just tell us what to do. Knowing you, I realized you don't have to think," Ghost Hand said nonchalantly, looking at the others. "Right, brothers?"
Everyone laughed good-naturedly, agreeing in unison. Lan Xue glared at Ghost Hand, scolding, "All you've learned is laziness? Would thinking more kill you? No ambition, how will you handle important matters in the future?"
"No, ha, captain, you know : good for fighting, not for handling important matters. Leave these high-level tasks to brother and you. No such ideals, being a little soldier is great—carefree, just follow orders." Ghost Hand explained with a wry smile.
After chatting a while, Luo Zheng returned to his room to contemplate the next big plan. Lan Xue knowingly followed to supplent and assist in planning, while others idly chatted in the living room. Ti flew by, and the next morning, Luo Zheng got up to watch the news, turned on the signal, and wore invisible earbuds. Lan Xing's voice ca through, "Awake? There's big news."
"What's the situation?" Luo Zheng asked with surprise, his expression turning serious, listening intently.
"The palace was attacked last night, very lively battle; wasn't you guys, right?" Hong ihua's concerned and worried voice sounded.
"No." Luo Zheng understood Hong ihua's concern about exposure bringing trouble to the nation. His face grew solemn, continuing, "What ti last night, any specific intel?"
"Around 3 AM, there was arson, explosions, a lot of people. The satellite wasn't nearby, only so idea from periter street surveillance. Many caras were destroyed; it seed preditated, I thought it was you," Lan Xing quickly explained.
"They used explosives?" Luo Zheng asked, surprised, realizing things weren't right.
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