316: Chapter 52: Escape from Encirclent 316: Chapter 52: Escape from Encirclent So ti ago, in Weiyuan City.
The brightness of the giant advertisents hadn’t decreased a bit during the day.
To boost their advertising effect, their clamorous sounds echoed excessively in decibels on both sides of the bustling streets.
Pedestrians walked with their eyes fixed forward, avoiding eye contact with others as much as possible and following the routes planned in their minds, even keeping their voices deliberately low.
An individual’s quietness juxtaposed against the environnt’s noise, seemingly incompatible, yet they harmoniously coexisted in reality.
If Gongsun Ce were to see this sight, he would lant how listless the city’s residents seed.
Yet this noninterfering stability was the pride of Weiyuan City, and even that of Zero Island—like every person’s little cosmos, harmonious and profound.
“Look, our city.”
In the back seat of a high-end armored limousine, a Ninja in white robes admired the neatly organized surroundings, speaking with pride.
“The cri rate has decreased by another 0.1 percentage point this year.” The driver, decked in a white striped outfit, respectfully echoed, “It’s all thanks to Pure=san.”
“That’s not correct, Cleaner=san.” The Ninja in the back seat was unwrapping a daifuku, “First is Lord Shanqi, then Lord Shiyu, and only then cos , right?”
“You are absolutely right!
My apologies, I will sever a finger as atonent!”
With seemingly fearful words of apology, the Cleaner didn’t actually feel any tension in his heart.
He was aware of his superior’s temperant; Pure was actually in a good mood but had to maintain such façade due to professional etiquette.
“No need, just be more careful next ti.” Pure placed the daifuku in his mouth, but his brow suddenly furrowed!
The Cleaner caught the sign through the rearview mirror with sharp intuition.
He rushed to use his Ninja insight to find the reason for his boss’s irritation.
Was there a fight breaking out?
A drunk vomiting?
Or had the dregs from the alleys dared to venture into the bustling area?
The Cleaner’s gaze swept over the City Garden on the left side of the street, where he witnessed an unbelievably horrifying disaster.
Faded coats, flies swirling around, cheap egg sushi, and glass bottles.
Aieeeeee!
The Cleaner internally scread.
There were filthy holess people!
Two of them had intruded into the clean park, sitting in the antique-style octagonal pavilion!!
The Cleaner quickly rolled down the window and tossed a shuriken within 0.5 seconds.
The holess didn’t even have ti to scream before they fell.
The Ninja said respectfully, “My deepest apologies, I took the liberty of cleaning.”
Pure’s brow relaxed.
“Don’t worry about it.
After our mission is over, give this area a thorough clean.” “It would be my pleasure.”
They were one kiloter away from the headquarters of Yucun Pharmaceutical, and the Cleaner sped up.
Pure, as if offhandedly, said, “Do you know about Crusher=san’s mission?”
“I have heard.
It’s to obstruct the despicable invaders, a difficult mission.” The Cleaner knowingly emphasized the words ‘despicable’ and ‘difficult’.
“It’s a very tough mission.
Crusher=san, despite being informal, has always been a diligent Ninja.” Pure unintentionally stressed, “He’s soone who would fight to the death, right?”
“As you say.”
“If those invaders get past the waterfall, then Crusher=san…
might also…”
Through the rearview mirror, the Cleaner saw his superior’s gaze.
He understood the hidden aning in the leader’s words.
The Ninja replied with an exceptionally serious tone.
“I understand!”
They arrived at the headquarters building of Yucun Pharmaceutical during the conversation.
Pure got out of the car alone.
He would discuss the details of the action with Shiyu Zhongyi and soon set off for Kuku Jili Town.
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Ti returns to the present.
Crusher and his two subordinates lay on the shore like whales beached on the coast.
The Superpower User’s lethal technique had gone awry at the decisive mont, only grazing half of his body, failing to kill him instantly.
Even so, it was still a wound that could have killed an ordinary person three tis over, and yet the giant Ninja still breathed.
Step, step.
Footsteps approached.
The giant Ninja desperately tried to lift his fist, but failed.
Crusher sighed bitterly.
“Before I die, let recite a haiku like a Ninja.”
“Go to hell.
If you’ve managed to crawl out of there, you won’t want to die.”
The Superpower User gave him a telekinetic punch.
The Ninja finally passed out.
“Guh…!” Gongsun Ce stumbled and fell to the ground, tripping over sothing.
Feeling faint, a brown-clad Ninja had caught his ankle.
“Little Ce!” Rina hurried to support him, but the Ninja hadn’t let go, his eyes devoid of any emotion, seemingly acting out of unspeakable determination.
“Why.” The controller muttered unclearly, “Intelligence gap, adaptability, courage.
I have it all.
Resolve, readiness for death.
I am a Ninja, I have everything…
but why…”
His voice was young, probably about the sa age as Gongsun Ce.
Gongsun Ce motioned for Rina to hold back; he still rembered the Ninja’s na.
“Controller=san, do you know what you’re doing?”
“I am…
a Ninja protecting the country…”
“Protecting scum like Shiyu Genmi is what you call protecting the country?”
“Lord Shiyu is…”
“Shiyu Genmi is a heartless demon!
My best friend, my partner, they both suffered countless pains because of him!” Gongsun Ce raised his voice, “The Colored Glaze Disaster that descended upon the Sky City in February, he had a hand in it too!”
The controller’s gaze changed.
“Colored glaze…?!” Confusion and perplexity filled the young man’s eyes.
His response was tinged with instinctive denial and anger.
“Impossible…”
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