Six seconds, six bullets, and six bewitching blooming blood flowers took away six fresh lives.

Qin Jun walked to the elevator cipher as usual, recalling the picture of the cigarette man entering the password in his head, and stretched out his hand to quickly press a string of numbers.

"Drop!"

The password has been entered successfully!

With an amazing memory and ingenious perspective, Qin Jun easily memorized the movements on the cigarette man's fingers.

"How? Is the elevator code cracked? Kevin's voice rang out from the headset.

"Hmmm! How's it going over there? Qin Jun looked back at the several corpses lying on the ground, then quickly turned back, took off a set of unstained camouflage uniforms from the corpses, and quickly changed into them.

"I'm about to breach their firewall, and it will take twenty minutes at most." Kevin's voice was a little smug.

"Good! As soon as possible! Qin Jun admonished and stepped into the elevator car.

Ding dong!

The elevator stopped steadily on the -3rd floor, and the elevator door slowly opened.

At the same time as the elevator door opened a gap, a figure rushed out at a rapid speed, and the two guards standing outside with their guns pointed at the elevator were already dead before they could react.

Qin Jun put away the dagger and coldly looked at the situation in front of him.

It turned out to be an underground prison, with a long walkway about four or five meters wide in the middle, and a row of glass cells on either side. The glass is about five centimeters thick, and at first glance it is one of the kind of bulletproof glass that is extremely hard. Not only is it bulletproof, but it also has very good sound insulation. There were at least a hundred prisoners on this level, but standing in the hallway, it was so quiet that no sound could be heard from the cells. Each cell has its own ventilation ducts, simple floor bunks and a flush toilet.

The glass cells on the left-hand side are all held by male prisoners, with black, white, and yellow complexions. In the glass cell on the right-hand side, female prisoners of all colors and colors are kept.

At the end of the aisle, a group of cigarette men were dragging a black man covered in blood, laughing loudly. Behind him, there was a long trail of blood and messy blood-stained footprints. Behind them, a large bloodstained cloth bag lay quietly.

The black man who was dragged upside down by the two was a tall man with well-developed limbs. The explosive muscles of his upper body that almost burst his clothes were daunting, but what made Qin Jun wonder was how such a muscular man could be restrained by so many dwarf monkeys.

The black man, whose face and body were covered in wounds, was apparently inhumanely abused, his eyes closed, and only the heaving of his chest showed that he was still alive.

The prisoners on both sides looked through the glass with different expressions as they looked at the man who was about to become one of them. There is sympathy, there is pity, there is scorn and schadenfreude

What is this place? Secret prisons?

Qin Jun frowned, and looked at the end of the aisle, the cigarette man and his party were putting the dying black man covered in blood into a glass cell.

Click!

The crisp sound of a bullet loading is particularly harsh in a quiet environment.

"Ula sweet potato!" The man with the cigarette turned his head when he heard the sound, only to see a man in camouflage uniform who looked a little raw looking at them with a submachine gun.

When the cigarette man saw the two corpses lying at the other party's feet, he suddenly trembled, took a few steps back, and shouted something in his mouth.

However, the shouts of the cigarette man were soon drowned out in a frenzied rain of bullets.

When the gunfire stopped, there were no more people standing in front of Qin Jun's eyes, and the group of men in camouflage uniforms were all shot and fell to the ground.

It seemed that they were frightened by Qin Jun's behavior, and after a while, the prisoners in the glass cell woke up from their daze and pounded the glass wall like crazy, trying to get Qin Jun's attention. Someone even bit his finger and wrote the bloodstained English "HELP" on the glass wall.

However, Qin Jun didn't bother to pay attention to these people at all, what he was looking for was Rehato.

Qin Jun put down the gun he had snatched from the guards, and was about to take a few steps forward to see if the target person Rehato was being held here, when suddenly a cold killing intent struck from behind.

Qin Jun didn't even have time to think, and immediately pulled out and jumped aside.

At the same time, a short knife glowing with silver-white light was inserted into the place where Qin Jun was standing, with the blade facing downwards and three points into the ground.

If Qin Jun's reaction was a little slower just now, then this knife would probably have already pierced into his vital point.

This is? A sashimi knife unique to the Wajima country?

When Qin Jun saw the appearance of the short knife clearly, his eyes couldn't help but light up, among the two chefs who had abducted Rehato on the Jasmine cruise ship before, the female chef was holding the same sashimi knife in her hand.

So, the female chef is here. However, what made Qin Jun feel strange was that he was already very vigilant, why didn't he still notice that someone was hiding here? It wasn't until the moment this sneak attacker made a move that he caught the murderous aura around him.

Qin Jun pulled out the dagger in his hand and looked around cautiously, except for the prisoners in the glass cell, he couldn't detect any movement of the sneak attacker at all.

Qin Jun has a sense of hearing, smell and a sixth sense that is far beyond ordinary people. But at this point, none of these senses seem to work, because he can't feel the other person's breath, body temperature, heartbeat, or smell at all.

It's as if no one had attacked him at all.

An eerie aura permeated the aisle.

"Wajima ninja?" Qin Jun narrowed his eyes and said as if talking to himself.

When he was in the Special Ninth Bureau, Qin Jun once flipped through the mysterious armed intelligence materials around the world. Among them are the ninjas of the Wajima country.

In the Wajima country, there is a group of killers who have been trained in a special mode, and they are called ninjas. These ninjas don't know what methods they use, they can completely hide their body temperature, smell, and even prevent people from detecting their breathing and heartbeat, and what they are best at is assassination.

It is recorded in the information that the ninjutsu of the country of Wajima, also known as the hidden arts, that is, the invisibility technique. It was developed independently by the ancient Wadao people with reference to the Chinese classics such as "The Art of War" and "Liutao", as well as the relevant mental methods and secret techniques in Shinto Taoism and Buddhism, and developed independently in long-term practice and hard training.

When Qin Jun practiced martial arts hard in the Special Ninth Bureau, he once paid special attention to the ancient martial arts of Huaxia, and the ninjutsu of the Wadao country was, in a sense, a side branch derived from the ancient martial arts of Huaxia. Just imagine, a few books that have been circulated to the country of Wadao have created such mysterious ninjas and ninjutsu, so how mysterious will the ancient martial arts of Huaxia Kingdom, where they originated?

Thinking of this, Qin Jun couldn't help but think of Liu Xing of the Liu family. That's a super master with a high level of danger. Just the kind of momentum exuded by the other party will make people feel an irresistible sense of powerlessness.

But the sneak attacker in front of him, although he was not as overwhelmed as Liu Xing, was enough to arouse Qin Jun's great attention.

If Qin Jun guessed correctly, the sneak attacker hiding in a corner of the house should be a ninja who is good at ninjutsu.