"Powerful ninja?" Leng Rufeng raised his eyebrows, took out two Tang knives from behind his back with both hands, held them in his hands, and asked in a cold voice: "Triumph, find out that ninja." ”

Before the words fell, another neon whisper sounded in the corner of the factory.

“￥#@#@！”

In an instant, thousands of black paper cranes flew towards the two from all directions, and the number was so large that they covered the sky and the moon, and they couldn't see their fingers when they boarded the factory.

"You're all in, why don't you turn on the lights first?" Leng Rufeng complained, waving his two knives, and the knives formed a protective shield, covering the two of them in the center.

The black paper crane flew in, like a moth to a fire, constantly crashing into the cold and shining knife guard cover, and sparks flew for a while, all of which were the sound of metal colliding "ping pong".

"Ultimate?"

"Well, you hurry up and add a piece of clothing, it's going to be cold soon. Feng Manlou pressed his hands on the ground, and as soon as his mind moved, the internal force quickly turned into cold qi gushing out of his palm, spreading rapidly to all sides.

"Huh?" Leng Rufeng only felt a cold air from the soles of his feet, looked down, with the wind full of his hands as the center of the circle, a circle of cold ice spread outward, between his fingers, nearly 1,000 square meters of production workshop was covered with a layer of half a meter thick ice, the assembly line equipment was frozen into ice sculptures, looking around, the cold air was pressing, crystal clear, as if in a world of ice and snow.

"I'll go, it turns out that these are not paper cranes, they are iron cranes!"

"If you're interested in ninjutsu, kill him and study it slowly. "Leng Rufeng said," The mechanical snake's thermal imaging system didn't detect a human, and that ninja was probably wearing a special ninja suit that could prevent the temperature from escaping. ”

"In this case, then I have to magnify the move. "The wind is all over the hallway.

In the ethereal cold air, the cone-shaped pillar of light emitted by the strong flashlight was like a hand of light that lifted the fog, and continued to search in the production workshop, and after a while, the two found the ninja who was frozen into an ice sculpture above the corner between the west wall and the east wall.

Dressed in a black ninja suit that blends in perfectly with the darkness, this ninja wears an iron forehead guard, a short knife and a chain scythe around his waist, and his shin is used as a cage hand, looking exactly like a traditional ninja in the manga.

"This guy is an Iga ninja. Leng Rufeng looked at the mark on the guard's forehead, "The level is quite high, and I am one step away from becoming the leader of the Iga faction." ”

The black paper crane's attack stopped abruptly, the Qi brush fell to the ground, and the moonlight outside the window shone into the factory again, Leng Rufeng looked up and exclaimed: "Man Lou, do you have a little life named Aisha, and a mortal sister?"

"Huh?" Feng Manlou was stunned, "Sister, I don't, I'm an orphan with a red roots." ”

"It's nothing, I'm just talking about it. Leng Rufeng looked around and found that the mechanical snake and the light switch on the wall were all frozen in ice, so he could only put the knife back into its sheath and take out a strong flashlight from under the windbreaker.

"Forget it, ninjas are all dead soldiers, and they can't be captured alive, so don't bother with that. Leng Rufeng waved his hand and came to the cement door, "Leave him alone, it's important to act!"

"Good. Feng Manlou looked at the Iga ninja with some regret and walked towards Leng Rufeng.

Alas, it's a pity, as a loyal fan of migrant workers, he is really interested in authentic ninjas.

"His ninjutsu is quite powerful, do you want to tie him back?" asked Feng Manlou.

"He's still alive?" Leng Rufeng raised his eyebrows.

"It's only been freezing for a while, and I can't die. ”

"Then what now?!" Inuyang Yi was a little panicked, the Dragon Group had taken over dozens of branches of their Shura Party in the past few decades, and the previous party leaders and previous party leaders all died at the hands of the Dragon Group.

"Inu-sama, judging from the current situation, the people of the Dragon Group should be blocked out by Yousuke and Cangqing, let's quickly leave here from the secret passage and return to Nishang, as long as we return to Nishang, we will be safe. Ninja said.

"Then what about my subordinates, they are all the backbone of the Shura Party in the flower plantation family!"

"Baga, what the hell is going on, isn't there a triple alert in your headquarters, how can someone sneak in silently?!" As the head of the Asakusa Pond Flower Planter, his head hurts like it's about to crack, and it seems as if a thousand people are playing drums in his ears at the same time.

"Smimarsai, it may be that the dragons have discovered our headquarters, and they are the only ones in the flower plantation who can quietly attack us!" said one of the ninjas.

Feng Manlou melted the ice on the cement door with the gas in the half-burning and half-icy building, and entered the tunnel with Leng Rufeng, and when he walked for a short time, he saw a "Asakusa Pond" plaque lying on the ground, and a wooden door with a crooked curtain.

"It's the place!"

Feng Manlou rushed in like a violent wind, and saw an unconscious waiter and a bare-chested man. He swept around quickly, but did not find Ma Dekai, and hurriedly rushed towards the sauna on the left.

"Inu-sama, protecting your life and safety is the first priority now!" a samurai picked up Inuyo Yi and pressed his right hand on the face of the beckoning cat, and a cabinet door slowly slid open, revealing a secret passage behind it.

"Flower planter, dragon group, I swear by the canine Yiren like the sky, I will definitely come back!"

He found the unconscious Ma Dekai in the third lounge, went up to sniff out, and was relieved, fortunately, still breathing.

"Call an ambulance Kaixuan!" Feng Manlou commanded Du Kaixuan, got up and returned to the lobby, "Where is the secret exit?"

"Behind this cabinet. Leng Rufeng kicked the 100-pound cloakroom with a backspin kick, and the secret passage on the wall was immediately revealed.

"Grandpa Ma?"

"Grandpa Ma?"

"Grandpa Ma, how are you?!"

"Don't worry, who knows what's in this coffin, in case it's poisonous insects or poisonous smoke, it's troublesome, the space here is closed, and the poisonous smoke may not be able to be deleted even if it floats for ten days and a half months. ”

Feng Manlou said the same, raised his left hand, and directly used cold ice to crack the coffin, and then kicked it down.

At the end of the coffin, there was an immediate "gurgling" sound of the mechanism turning inside, but nothing was released. Feng Manlou raised his eyebrows at Leng Rufeng, and the two jumped over the coffin and hurriedly chased forward.

"You follow me, just in case there's a trap in the secret passage. ”

There are street lamps in the secret passage, and in order to prevent stepping on any mechanism, the two of them galloped forward with high and light skills, running for about a kilometer or two, and suddenly were blocked by a vertical coffin.

Looking at the ghost head and runes on the coffin, Feng Manlou said coldly: "Ya, it's a ninja again!" He raised his foot to kick, but was stopped by Leng Rufeng.

"Is there so much nonsense for every villain?" Feng Manlou stabbed straight with his sword, and a slash of Murong Jiujian's sword turned into a cloud of sword mist and floated towards the middle-aged warrior.

The middle-aged samurai had never encountered such an attack, but feeling the tyrannical sword aura in the sword dance, his face changed suddenly, he held the katana with both hands and shouted angrily, and began to frantically slash out one after another towards the sword mist.

This person's strength was even higher than that of the samurai in the production workshop, and he actually blocked the sword mist for a while. Feng Manlou said "Huh", slightly surprised, and then swung two more swords, and the three sword mist merged into a dense sword mist of three or four cubic meters, which instantly shrouded the middle-aged warrior.

The two chased out another five or six hundred meters, the tunnel in front of them suddenly turned right, Feng Manlou sneered, pulled out the Longyuan sword and slammed it upward, with a sharp sound of "ping", sparks flew everywhere, blocking an extremely fierce slash, followed by a sharp kick with his right foot to the right.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, a middle-aged warrior took a few steps back and snorted coldly: "I didn't expect you to block my Buddha splitting knife, the people of the dragon group are really good." ”

The two hurried slowly, but still couldn't catch up with the escapee in the secret passage, the two jumped out of the secret passage exit and came to a flower shed, where Lu Dongyue and Hou Wangbei had already fought with a ninja in the flower pot.

"Team leader, let's deal with this ninja, you go and catch the dog breeder, he drove away!" Hou Wangbei waved two short guns in his hand, blocking a piece of kunai.

"Inu Yangyiren, the current head of the Shura Party in the flower planter?!Where did he run away?!" Leng Rufeng asked hurriedly.

In an instant, sparks flew in the sword mist, the sword light flashed, blood arrows flew one after another, the middle-aged warrior howled in pain, and the hazy shadow was instantly torn apart.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this, unheard of?" Leng Rufeng said in surprise.

"Hehe, you learned randomly, if you want to practice, I'll teach you. The tip of the sword turned around, dispersed the sword mist, and chased forward over the severed limbs.

"Acura Supercar!"

"I'm rubbing, these dogs are quite rich!"

Feng Manlou heard that it was a supercar, and he didn't dare to delay, and a little under his feet, like an eagle falcon, swept towards the east.

"To the east, I'm afraid he will have to escape back to Nishang by boat!" Lu Dongyue roared.

Leng Rufeng was a little at a loss for a while, although her light skills are good, but to say that she can catch up with the car, it is also a fantasy, no matter how high the light skills are, it is impossible to be faster than the car!

"You stay and help Dongyue and them, and I'll go chase that dog back and forth!" Feng Manlou asked, "What kind of car is that?!"

"What age is it, you actually dare to show up to play ninjutsu, don't you know bullet breaking ninjutsu?"

Leng Rufeng held the Desert Eagle, came to him in a few steps, and pulled the trigger again without hesitation.

"Bang!"

The ninjas in the flower shed are more powerful than the ninjas in the production workshop, and the unpredictable ninjutsu is constantly fighting, which has made Lu Dongyue and Hou Wangbei have a lot of wounds on their bodies, and he sneered in a jerky flower language: "It's useless, this night, the dog is destined to be safe and sound, and you are destined to die! Look at my flame ninjutsu - fire dragon boom!"

"Bang!"

A knockout of a gunfire instantly drowned out his words, and at the same time, his left arm and left shoulder burst open, and he flew upside down to the ground, and his whole body was covered.

He fell back to the ground, and a few ups and downs came to the sky above the national highway, and his body fell, and he fell into the back seat of a ghost fire motorcycle.

Feng Manlou saw that they were also going east, so he didn't grab the car for the first time, but sat quietly in the back row.

This ghost fire boy wearing a demon peeping has good driving skills, and soon overtook the two motorcycles in front, and the two motorcycles that were overtaken suddenly saw the wind in the back row, and they were so frightened that they slowed down violently.

The fire flashed in the shed, and the sound of huge gunfire drifted from the shed in all directions.

Feng Manlou chased with a breath of wind, the wind whistling in his ears, flying out of a kilometer or two, never saw a trace of the supercar on the national highway, in desperation, he jumped the wind direction and flew up to a twenty or thirty-story building, holding a pergola and looking into the distance.

At this time, it was nearly early in the morning, there were few cars on the national highway, looking down from a high place, I soon saw a pair of headlights speeding towards the east, and in the west, there was a group of ghost fire teenagers racing on the highway, Feng Manlou smiled, and said in his heart: "If you want to run, it's not so easy!"

But just as he was about to hit a big tree, he found that his speed was not fast, only about three or four kilometers per hour, which was about the same as walking.

With a "bang", he lightly hit the tree, subconsciously hugged the trunk, and his back instantly broke out in cold sweat.

He was almost scared, he was now speeding at a speed of one hundred and twenty or thirty kilometers per hour, and if he had a crash, he would not have to fall and have a comminuted fracture of his whole body!

Rushing towards the east for three or four kilometers, Feng Manlou stood up from the back row, looked at the pergola with his hand, and found that the ghost fire boys were about to turn left, while the supercar of the dog breeder continued to speed towards the east, and said softly: "I'm sorry, Arthur is handling the case and wants to requisition your motorcycle." ”

The ghost fire boy's ears were full of wind and engine sounds, and he didn't hear his words at all, but felt that his body suddenly lightened, and he flew towards the side of the road.

"Children, don't drag racing in the future, it's illegal!" Feng Manlou shouted at him, got on the motorcycle, and directly screwed the accelerator to the bottom, the motorcycle accelerated again, the front of the car was slightly raised, and galloped towards the east.

"What, what's the situation, I—I'm not the hell, right?!" The ghost fire boy was frightened, his legs trembled like chaff, his bladder was loose, and his crotch was warm.