Chapter 515: Chapter 514 Japanese Ninja
Ignoring the teeth marks on his shoulder, Yang Fei casually carried the groceries from the car as if nothing had happened.
After locking the car, he set the groceries in the kitchen. While washing them, he surreptitiously kept an eye on the infiltrator in the room.
The lurker had great persistence, hiding in Qin Yanyang’s room without moving at all.
Yang Fei washed and chopped the vegetables, and the rice was also cooked. Everything was ready; all that was left was to start stir-frying.
He thought for a moment, then sent a message to Yang Wen asking if they had returned.
"Sister-in-law just contacted me; we’ll be home soon," Yang Wen replied to the text.
It was the peak of rush hour now, and it would take at least forty minutes to get from Binhai University to here, so there was no hurry to start cooking.
Yang Fei took off his apron and put it away. He lit a cigarette and slowly made his way upstairs.
It had to be said that this lurker was quite skilled at concealing his breathing. His breaths were very faint, almost completely hidden, a guru at stealth.
But he had encountered Yang Fei.
Especially Yang Fei at this moment.
After dual cultivating with Qin Yanyang the night before, Yang Fei’s Divine Soul Thought Power had fully recovered, and it had even increased after reaching mutual understanding with Qin Yanyang. Though the villa was spacious, it was still within tens of meters, and the infiltrator, who was hiding in the room with a technique similar to the ’Turtle Breath Skill,’ was still within the powerful perception range of Yang Fei’s Divine Thought.
This method of concealment could shield one from masters who relied on their hearing to detect movements, but not from someone like Yang Fei, whose strong Divine Soul Power and Divine Thought allowed him to perceive even the slightest of movements around him.
Upon reaching the upstairs, Yang Fei walked straight to the master bedroom.
Since he had moved in, the door to the room had never been locked. Qin Yanyang had trusted his character before they shared a room, believing he wouldn’t enter her boudoir uninvited, so she did not lock it. Now that they were truly husband and wife, with no secrets to hide from each other, there was even less need to lock the door.
Pushing open the door, Yang Fei didn’t go inside but instead focused his gaze on the large space beneath the bed and said with a smile, "Isn’t it tiring lying under the bed for so long? Why don’t you come out for a chat?
A sharp breath emanated from under the bed, and the next instant, a bright light flew out, accurately targeting Yang Fei’s face.
Yang Fei’s pupils narrowed as he raised his hand and caught a cross-shaped dart.
The dart twinkled with a deep blue glow, a clear sign that it was coated with potent poison.
The moment the dart was in his hand, a dazzling blade light suddenly appeared less than two meters in front of Yang Fei.
As the dart served as a preemptive strike, the assailant burst out from under the bed. The person was unseen until the moment of his attack, and by the time his blade fell with a thunderous force, it was already swinging fiercely down upon Yang Fei’s head.
Such speed!
And the person could ’become invisible.’
A Japanese Ninja!
A cold light flickered in Yang Fei’s eyes as he gripped the cross-shaped dart and met the descending katana head-on.
Sparks scattered.
Clang!
In the crisp sound, not only did the katana fail to gain any advantage after striking the dart, but it was also forcefully repelled.
Heavy breathing followed, and Yang Fei’s eyes caught a fast-moving trace in the air. His lips curved upward, and he threw the dart.
"Ding!"
The person parried the dart with the sword, revealing his position once again. Yang Fei reached out into the air and uttered with a low chuckle, "Cloud Binding Hand!"
"Ah!"
A painful scream echoed.
In the master bedroom, the air seemed to twist as if an invisible hand had appeared, grabbing hold of a figure.
The silhouette became clearer and clearer, revealing a person dressed in a suit that perfectly blended with the room’s color—a ’Invisibility Cloak’.
With this cloak combined with the sword technique and speed he had just demonstrated, if an average practitioner from the Innate Realm were to meet this person, they might have been successfully ambushed. This showed the individual’s extraordinary strength.
However, he had encountered Yang Fei.
Yang Fei stepped back quickly, his arm extending through the air and forcefully pulling back.
Bang!
The person came into view and crashed heavily onto the living room floor.
The invisibility cloak was crumpled and torn, revealing the person’s form. A look of terror spread across his face as he stared at Yang Fei, much like one would at a monster.
Yang Fei exhaled a ring of smoke and looked at him,"Who are you, and why have you come?"
"The fame of Madman King is indeed well-deserved, but you’re dreaming if you think you can pry any information from me." As he spoke, the man swiftly drew a katana across his own neck.
Yang Fei’s pupils shrank, and Divine Soul Power blasted out.
Clang!
The katana fell to the ground, and the man’s gaze went blank for a moment, utterly bewildered.
With a wave of Yang Fei’s hand, the katana flew into his grasp.
This was his love nest with Qin Yanyang, and he would never allow anyone to die in his living room—it was bad luck.
Taking advantage of the man’s confused state, Yang Fei grabbed him by the collar and hurried downstairs.
He went directly to a big tree behind the villa, a spot hidden from outside views.
Yang Fei tossed the man onto the ground and kicked him.
Attacked by Yang Fei’s Divine Soul, the man had been as if his spirit and consciousness were drained, stupefied for a while, but now, after being kicked by Yang Fei, he gradually came back to his senses.
Fear painted his face. Noticing that the katana was somehow in Yang Fei’s hands and they had moved outside the villa, he asked in disbelief,"You...what did you do to me?"
"Cut the crap, my wife is about to be home, and I don’t have time to drag this out with you. Speak up, who are you, and what’s your purpose?" Yang Fei demanded.
"I am a true Samurai. You will never extract any information you want to know from me," the man declared resolutely.
"Heh..."
Yang Fei scoffed disdainfully.
He walked over, driving the katana fiercely down, impaling the man’s shoulder before burying deep into the ground, pinning him to the earth.
The man opened his mouth to scream, but Yang Fei stepped on his face, muffling his voice, and his body struggled violently.
Yang Fei, swift as lightning, sealed several of the man’s acupoints and introduced a stream of domineering True Qi into his body. The True Qi, like thousands of ants, created immense pain as it surged wildly within, causing the man to roll on the ground in agony. The katana tore through his shoulder, and blood stained the lawn red.
All the while, Yang Fei had sealed his vocal cords, making his cries of pain barely audible.
Minutes later, the man struggled to his feet, knelt before Yang Fei, and started knocking his head on the ground, his eyes filled with a plea for mercy.
As if he hadn’t seen it, Yang Fei waited another three minutes. When the man was almost at his last gasp, Yang Fei unsealed a few of his acupoints and let out the domineering True Qi that had been left in his body.
After a brief moment to catch his breath, the man was still trembling all over. Seeing impatience on Yang Fei’s face, he shook all over and blurted out in fear,"I...my name is Yamamoto Yingren, a Japanese Ninja."
"A person from the Yamamoto Family," Yang Fei snorted coldly.
Back when he was making his way in foreign lands, he had come to know of the existence of Japanese Ninjas. Umekawa Taro came from the Umekawa family, an Ancient Martial Family from Japan, so he had a certain understanding of the Japan Martial World and knew that the Yamamoto family was one of the top forces.
"Did you come here to assassinate me or Qin Yanyang?" Yang Fei inquired.
"Both," Yamamoto Yingren answered honestly.
Yang Fei was taken aback for a moment.
The man was indeed honest, but honestly, didn’t he find himself too amusing? With his skills, he thought he could wipe out both him and his wife in one fell swoop?
What could possibly make these people think he and his wife were so easy to bully?
"So it was just to kill us? No other purpose?" Yang Fei asked.