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When the temple master saw Nagata Akira's smile, he also smiled and said, "Could it be that these two people have been controlled by Department Head Changtian?"
The others immediately realized this possibility.
"Yoshida Group, Evergreen, and Anxi Society. Every society can handle these two." The Fushan clan head had also cooperated with these organizations, so he naturally knew their methods.
Nagata Akira was about to answer when a loud sound suddenly came from outside the Sichuan Hotel.
After the loud noise, the floor of the hall shook.
The maidservant standing next to the patriarch tilted her foot, the jug of wine in her hand tilted, and the wine poured onto the patriarch's body.
"Bastard!" Patriarch Fu Shan immediately pushed the maid to the ground.
The maid trembled and lay prostrate on the ground, not daring to move.
The head of the Fushan clan still had a dissatisfied look on his face.
Soon after, he stood up and looked into the distance through the window with some unease. "What's going on?"
Nagata Akira waved his hand, "Don't worry. Outside the Sichuan Hotel, there will be at least ten people within one kilometer of it. There won't be any danger."
Most of Ninja below tolerance, moderate tolerance, upper tolerance level, the lowest, upper tolerance is the strongest.
One bit of patience was enough to easily take care of dozens of ordinary people, not to mention the experts who were already familiar with the evasion and assassination techniques.
The ten of them had enough power to cause others to tremble in fear.
Nagata Akira was naturally not worried.
"But he seems to be within five hundred meters!" The patriarch of the Fushan clan looked out the window and could not help but say.
Nagata Akira frowned, between 500 meters and 1km, there were two of them who were enduring the pain for a long time, so they shouldn't have been breaking through so quickly.
Nagata Akira immediately disappeared from his seat and arrived beside the Patriarch of Fukuyama.
Outside of the Changzhi Hotel, two black robed Ninja were blocking the two of them.
A young man in casual attire was carrying his hands behind his back, looking relaxed and relaxed. Facing Ninja, who was emitting a chilling aura, he did not show any signs of panic, as if he was strolling in his own backyard.
In front of the young man, however, was a woman with a rather beautiful appearance.
The woman was fighting with two Ninja.
The two of them, Ninja, had reached the Jounin level. His movements were strange, almost to the point of instantaneous change.
However, the beautiful woman was able to contend against the two of them.
The elegant woman's attacks were extremely sharp, her palms moved extremely fast and nimble, her movements were erratic and her changes were unexpected.
Although his movement technique seemed to be erratic, it should have a pattern hidden within.
However, even with Nagata Akira's eyesight, he was unable to see the rules of a woman's movement technique.
It was obvious that he was an expert in this field.
But even so, it was impossible to tell the origins of these two people from their cultivation techniques.
"The actions of these two people, they don't seem like they came from Neon, but more like Chinese." The temple master looked at the man and woman in front of him, as well as their actions which did not seem like those of Ni Hong Ren, "These two, could it be that they were sent by the Supernatural Medicine industry?"
"No, it can't be them. Because the two of them should obviously be under the control of the Wu and Steel Group. " Nagata Akira's expression tensed up.0
He knew about the two's itinerary in the Supernatural Medicine industry and even contacted the president of Yoshida's group. Yoshida, the group leader, promised to use his most capable subordinates to thoroughly control the two people in the Supernatural Medicine industry.
Nagata Akira immediately wanted to contact the president of the Wu and Steel crew.
However, before Nagata Akira could take out his phone, he immediately saw Sanjing, who was standing behind the two of them, shrink back.
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