Naturally, Dior is not a Gundam, he is just able to dismantle the existence of the Gundam with his bare hands.

So when that ninja failed with a fatal blow, he was already doomed.

"Ho..."

Dio grabbed the neon ninja by the neck with one hand, lifting him into the air and blocking the shuriken thrown by the other two ninjas.

Then I saw that this unlucky ninja couldn't pounce twice, and black blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and he swallowed directly.

"Poison?"

Dior's eyes lit up, and what surprised him even more was yet to come.

The ninja who was killed by his companion suddenly turned to ashes...

And the two ninjas who accidentally killed their companions were always calm, as if they had just killed not their companions, but just cats and dogs on the side of the road.

In other words, the brainwashing and training that began since childhood have already made them out-and-out killing machines, almost like dead soldiers, as long as they can complete the task, they will neither care about casualties nor be stingy with their lives.

Not to mention that death is not necessarily the end...

There was no fear in their eyes, only endless numbness.

Realizing this, Dio no longer felt that he could ask anything from them, so he simply killed him, anyway, since the other party's target was himself, he would come to the door sooner or later.

"Die!"

Flipping over a playing card, the dark red long knife was thrown out directly, pinning a ninja who couldn't dodge to the wall with precision.

Then Dior whistled and began to telepathize with the sword.

In the end, the ninja didn't expect that the knife thrown by Dio would fly out again, and without defense, it was cut into two pieces directly from behind.

Dio looked at the two corpses that had turned to ashes in front of him, and groaned for a moment, he always felt that this scene seemed a little familiar.

So he decided to waste some time first, and it was in his interest to find out where the other party came from.

Although he didn't think that these inexplicable ninjas could cause him a hair's damage at all, maybe the other party's organization could bring him a new leek field.

Because in the attribute panel, there are 3 more guilty souls...

So he replaced the [Melancholy Blues] that he hadn't used for a long time, then summoned it, walked over to some of the grayed ninjas, and began to "play upside down".

Next, you only need to follow [Melancholy Blues] to be able to find each other's lair, which can be described as extremely convenient.

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In a factory in Hell's Kitchen, an old woman wearing a white shirt, a long black skirt, and a cane in her hand is patrolling the process of making 'laundry detergent'.

The eyes were full of yellow-skinned Asian workers, both men and women, young and old, but what they all had in common was numbness and fear in their eyes, and some kind of white powder on their hands.

The moment they saw the thin old woman appear, they were like well-trained soldiers, they put down the tools in their hands in unison, stood up neatly, straightened their waists, and did not squint, like soldiers waiting to be consulted.

And the old woman who is so feared by everyone is also not small, she is one of the five fingers of Hand and Hui, known as Mrs. Gao.

After the fall of Jinhe, with the help of the RAND Group, she swallowed up a large number of 'laundry detergent' businesses, and used Hell's Kitchen as the base camp of her 'laundry detergent' factory, and her power swelled rapidly for a while.

Although outsiders only regard her as an old woman in her sixties and seventies, only the high-level officials within the Hand and Guild know that this old woman with black hair has lived for at least 400 years!

It's an out-and-out old witch!

Moreover, this old witch also likes to use violence and terror to intimidate subordinates and enemies, and anyone who dares to displease her in the slightest way has completely disappeared from this world, and not even a hair can be found.

After inspecting the laundry detergent factory, Mrs. Gao came to her office here.

"How's it going? Did the waste find the murderer? ”

As Mrs. Gao asked to herself, a figure suddenly walked out of the shadows.

"B, three, three, three, three, five have already gone out to find out the news, and they will bring back that person's head."

"Well, it should be two times to be able to kill so much waste in such a short period of time."

Mrs. Gao undeniably poured herself a cup of tea, her eyes were very calm, and she never seemed to have taken the extremely evil 'Night Death' in her eyes.

If it weren't for the fact that she needed a hell's kitchen under her control to keep her laundry detergent business undisturbed, she wouldn't care if all the waste was alive or dead, even if it was all dead.

But just then, an unexpected riot happened!

Mrs. Gao frowned, and put down the teacup with a dissatisfied expression, "Go and see, kill the troublemakers, and build them all into concrete." ”

The ninja-dressed man took a step back without saying a word, and disappeared into the shadows again.

Mrs. Gao has always been very confident, both in her own strength and in the organization behind her.

But this time, she seemed to be a little overconfident in her confidence.

After a few minutes, the commotion outside faded away, but was replaced by a strong smell of blood.

Mrs. Gao is no stranger to this taste, and in her more than 400 years of life, there have been more than 10,000 people who have died directly or indirectly at her hands.

But the current situation seems to be a little wrong, the ninja did not come back to his life, and the outside suddenly became too quiet.

Mrs. Gao's heart sank, and she stood up on crutches with a calm face.

But before she could walk out, a clear footstep became clearer and clearer from far and near.

"Knock knock..."

A polite knock sounded at the door.

Mrs. Gao smiled, then sat back down, "Please come in." ”

An Asian face she had never seen before opened the door with a smile on her face and sat down across from her.

"What about my people?"

"If you mean the ninjas, they're all in ashes."

Mrs. Gao nodded in disgrace, she had already been mentally prepared for this before the other party came in.

"Dare to ask your name, you and I don't seem to have seen it."

"Well, that's what I'm troubled about, you and I don't know each other, so why do you have to come to me for trouble?" The visitor pretended to be distressed, and looked at her aggressively.

Mrs. Gao realized instantly, and the faint smile on her face disappeared immediately.

"It turns out that Your Excellency is the rumored 'Grim Reaper of Night' outside, and it seems that the few people I sent have caused me a big problem."

Although she said so, Mrs. Gao's face was still calm, and there was even a bit of mockery in her tone.