As time passed, the lights of the residential buildings slowly went out, and only the street lights downstairs remained on to welcome the arrival of late night.

'Smack'

In the entire residential building, the last light on was also extinguished.

'Whew-'

The cold night wind blew, and two black shadows were hidden in the wind, and they also passed by in a flash. But if you look closely, they don't disappear, but hide in the cracks under the eaves of the floor, like a gecko clinging to the wall, very secretive and difficult to detect.

'Flutter, Boom, Boom, Boom'

The two black shadows scurried up again and again, each time they moved, almost as if they were teleporting, and after four displacements, they finally came to the outside of the balcony on the ninth floor.

The glass door of the balcony was hidden, and the moonlight was shining, and a young man was seen sitting cross-legged in the living room, with his eyebrows lowered and his eyes closed, as if he had fallen asleep.

The two men in black glanced at each other and made a cryptic gesture to each other, and one of them quietly took out a triangular dart and held it in the palm of his hand.

'Whew!'

Darts shot out from the palm of his hand, driving a sharp sound of breaking wind, through the gap in the glass, and hitting Zhang Yang with lightning speed.

But when the dart approached the three-meter range of Zhang Yang's body, it stood still in the void without warning, as if it had been caught by an invisible hand.

"Huh?" the man in black outside exclaimed.

Before he could react, suddenly a cold breath was reflected in his pupils, and the dart shot back ten times as fast as before, nailed into his throat, and killed him on the spot.

Seeing the death of his companion, the second person gasped suddenly, pressed his limbs against the wall, borrowed the power of the rebound, and threw his whole body into the wind, like a fallen leaf, and instantly flew away from a distance of dozens of meters.

He ran fast, but Zhang Yang chased faster, only to see him suddenly open his eyes, as if shrinking into inches, he stepped directly into the void, and a burst of energy broke through the air, hitting this person with a 'snap'.

'Bang!'

With a muffled sound, the man in black fell to the ground from a height of more than twenty meters, and his bones were almost broken, but the person had not yet lost his breath.

Zhang Yang waved his sleeves lightly, stepped down to the ground, and said coldly, "Who sent you?"

The man lay on the ground, stared at Zhang Yang resentfully, and then used his internal strength to shatter his heart and vomit blood on the spot.

"Looking at this outfit, how does it look like a Japanese ninja?" Zhang Yang frowned.

The bodies of the two men in black were on the ground, wearing jet-black night suits, wearing veils on their heads, and only a pair of eyes were exposed, this outfit looked like a Japanese ninja on the screen.

If it weren't for seeing their extraordinary skills, I'm afraid Zhang Yang would have thought that this was an actor who went to the wrong set.

"It's really strange, I haven't come back for half a year, and even Japanese ninjas have popped up in this small place..."

Zhang Yang held his chin and muttered: "That guy during the day, one mouth and one mulberry, that accent is obviously Japanese, will it have anything to do with him?"

His brows furrowed, and he spread out his divine thoughts, pulling them into invisible ripples, rolling around, and soon enveloping most of Nanjiang City.

The huge amount of information is fed back into the mind, and in the huge urban area, everyone's breath is captured, most of them are strangers, and only a small part of them have been exposed before, so the breath is very familiar.

Under the shroud of divine thoughts, it was too easy to find someone he had seen, and in less than thirty seconds, Zhang Yang had found Hanyu's location.

"So you were happy in the clubhouse, and you sent the two ninjas?"

Zhang Yang narrowed his eyes and strode out of the community.

Now it is almost midnight, the street is almost quiet, Zhang Yang does not shy away from anything, step out of dozens of meters, as fast as the wind and thunder, and arrive at the place in five minutes.

This is a bar street in Nanjiang City, where more than 20 bars are gathered, with luxurious decoration and colorful lights, and young men and women who are looking for pleasure often pass by.

The largest sign is the Sakura Club, which is built in Japanese style, and two beautiful girls in kimonos stand at the entrance, making it a store that takes up almost the entire street.

"I remember that there wasn't a store before, did it open new?"

Zhang Yang strode up the steps.

The interior is completely decorated in the Japanese style, with wooden houses with high platforms, tatami mats, green bamboo pavilions, bamboo branch windows, and lanterns hanging on the walls, as if it were a Japanese Edo period mansion. The waiters who ushered in the delivery were all Japanese women, with beautiful appearances and gentle and moving.

Zhang Yang walked in the clubhouse, and after scanning it with his divine thoughts, he found the card seat on the third floor and sat down, and symbolically ordered a pot of tea.

When you open the wooden window, you can see the hot spring baths in the atrium, where most people enjoy the public baths, and a few guests use the private baths. In the rearmost bath, Hanyu is sitting against the edge, half of his body in the water, next to two young beauties in bikinis giving him a massage.

Zhang Yang's eyes flashed, and he swept Hanyu with his divine thoughts, and found that he was just an ordinary person, and he didn't have any internal strength or mana.

“... Is there a mistake? It has nothing to do with him?"

Zhang Yang frowned, and once again unfolded his divine thoughts, covering the cherry blossom club.

There are about more than 300 people on the five floors of the entire clubhouse, most of them are guests, some are staff, and some of them are staff, and some of them are relatively secret, although they are very deeply concealed, they still can't escape Zhang Yang's perception.

'It's similar to the aura of those two ninjas just now... Well, the two people upstairs in me, with the strongest breath, should be their leader?' Zhang Yang felt a hint of surprise.

At this moment, on the fourth floor above Zhang Yang's head, there were two very bright flames, dozens of times that of ordinary people, and they were much stronger than those ninjas, at least the strength of Hua Jin.

Martial arts masters, he has met a lot, but almost all of them are met in the metropolis, in a small place like Nanjiang, there were not even many martial artists half a year ago, but I didn't expect that now not only so many martial artists have appeared, but there are also two martial arts masters.

This is very strange.

"Sir, our lord of the house invites you to go up and have tea. Suddenly, a female voice came from beside her.

Zhang Yang turned his head and saw a young woman in a kimono standing on the edge of the booth, wearing a little light makeup, her posture was gorgeous, and her dress looked no different from other waiters, but her expression was a little cold, and there was no kind smile on her face.

And Zhang Yang also noticed that there was a dark energy surging in her body, ready to explode at any time.

'Is this a rhythm that threatens me?'

Zhang Yang's eyes showed a hint of playfulness, and he was quite curious about who the owner of the house was, so he nodded and said, "Lead the way." ”

Under the leadership of this maid, Zhang Yang walked up the stairs to the fourth floor, and came to a house, only to see a cold kimono girl, kneeling on the ground with her back to Zhang Yang, gently pouring tea for the guests. Although it is just a touch of the back, the bewitching figure and moving curves are eye-catching.

And beside this woman, there was also a middle-aged man in a samurai uniform, with a moon head and a precious katana hanging from his waist.

The man had a serious expression, his hands on his chest, standing beside the woman, his eyes were cold, he glanced at Zhang Yang, with a strong hostility, and found that Zhang Yang seemed to be just an ordinary person, nothing special, his eyes flashed a trace of contempt, and then moved away.

"This gentleman, I don't know what to call him?" the woman turned her back to Zhang Yang and said lightly.

Her voice was crisp, like water hitting ice, and the wind shattering jade.

"My surname is Zhang. Zhang Yang responded calmly.

"Zhang Jun, please take a seat. ”

The woman turned around, and finally showed her beautiful face.

Zhang Yang strode over and sat down, not polite at all, picked up the cup of tea that had just been brewed, took a sip gently, and did not take the initiative to speak.

After being silent for a while, the woman's lips opened lightly and asked slowly, "Zhang Jun, it seems that you came to our club with other purposes, right?"

"Oh?" Zhang Yang's eyes flashed slightly, and he said, "I don't understand what you mean." ”

"Does Zhang Jun really not understand? Then I'll make it clearer. The woman paused for a moment and said coldly:

"What Zhang Jun's identity is and what his purpose is, it has nothing to do with me, but what I want to remind Zhang Jun is, please stay away from my brother. ”

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