Dodging bullets is both a science and an art.
For the Hand's ninjas, they possess extensive experience and skilled techniques in dodging bullets.
The Hand ninjas who weren't good at dodging bullets have all turned to dust.
In the technologically advanced 21st century, adhering to tradition comes at a price.
However, these first two Hand ninjas who charged in could never have imagined they would encounter bullets that completely defied scientific logic.
The metal bullets precisely hit their foreheads, like hitting the bullseye in a shooting competition.
The bullets entered through their foreheads and exited from the back of their heads.
Before they even hit the ground, their bodies visibly turned to dust and vanished.
Russell had heard before that Hand ninjas would turn to ash and disappear without a trace after death, but this was the first time he witnessed a Hand ninja's death firsthand.
It was a little different from the 'disappearing without a trace' he had imagined.
The bodies of these two Hand ninjas did indeed disappear, but their weapons did not vanish with them.
Only the Hand ninjas' bodies and the clothes they were wearing turned to ash and disappeared.
As for the weapons they carried, such as katanas, kunai, kusarigama, and other cold weapons, they did not disappear along with them.
Uh...
What is this?
Items dropped from killing monsters?
Looking at the cold weapons like katanas and kunai on the ground, Russell had the expression of an old man on the subway looking at his phone.
Even if it's monster drops, at least drop some better items!
Russell muttered inwardly.
Before he could continue complaining, three more ninjas rushed into the stairwell and charged towards him up the stairs.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Russell didn't hesitate and fired three more shots using his gun-slinging technique.
Similarly, three more unreasonable bullets, drawing completely unscientific arcs in the air, hit the heads of these three Hand ninjas.
To ordinary people, these Hand ninjas were terrifying.
But to Russell, they were no different from the low-level thugs in Hell's Kitchen.
On the surface, they looked fierce and menacing, but dealing with them was just a matter of pulling the trigger.
After dealing with these five Hand ninjas, he took the stairwell to the top floor of the building.
As soon as he stepped onto the top floor, the flashing alarm lights and the loud alarm sound abruptly stopped.
Clearly, the Hand had actively shut down the building's alarm.
If it were a normal group or company, they would definitely call the police immediately upon being invaded.
Unfortunately, the Hand was not a legitimate group or company.
Although this building nominally belonged to a Japanese multinational corporation, this corporation was just part of the Hand's money laundering operations.
Compared to calling the police to deal with intruders, the Hand preferred to handle things themselves.
In fact, this wasn't the first time the Hand had encountered such a situation.
Their archenemy, the Chaste, had done this kind of thing quite often in the past.
In the conference room on the eighteenth floor of the building.
Madam Gao, Muramasa, Bakuto, and others sat calmly in the conference room, as if they hadn't heard the alarm outside at all.
Although they hadn't brought any accompanying guards, this was originally an important Hand stronghold in New York.
During the day, most of the people here were legitimate office workers.
But at night, only the Hand's own people remained.
During the day, it was a proper office building; at night, it was an illicit criminal hub. One building, two uses, maximum efficiency.
"Those few rats outside, who is interested in taking care of them?"
Madam Gao, who looked like a kind old grandmother on the outside, swept her gaze over Muramasa and the others and spoke slowly.
"Just a few rats, no need for us to handle it personally, right?" Bakuto, wearing an expensive custom-made suit, said disdainfully.
"Rats? Rats wouldn't dare to cause trouble here,"
Alexandra, also wearing a suit, but a white women's suit, said to Bakuto.
"Alright, let's not waste time on these few rats. Back to business, how do you plan to handle the matter of Hei Kong?"
Muramasa, whose expression was as cold as an iceberg, looked at Madam Gao and the others.
Unlike Madam Gao and the others, he was dressed very simply, in a classic white Japanese kimono.
On the table in front of him, there was also a katana that looked very expensive at first glance.
"Hei Kong is our most important asset. No matter where she has escaped to, she is ours!"
"If none of you are confident, then I will handle this matter."
Sowande, who had been silent the entire time, spoke up.
As the only black person among the Hand's Five Fingers, Sowande always felt that Madam Gao and the others were a bit indecisive in their actions.
So what if Hei Kong escaped?
It's not a big deal, just catch her back. Is there a need to specifically hold a secret meeting in the middle of the night?!
Not sleeping at home in the middle of the night was one thing, but coming to the company for a secret meeting and encountering intruders, Sowande's mood was exceptionally bad right now.
"In that case, the matter of Hei Kong will be left to you to handle."
"After finding Hei Kong, we will then deal with the matter of the Dragon Bone."
Madam Gao ignored the displeasure on Sowande's face and said slowly.
If Hei Kong's betrayal merely caused the Hand to lose a very powerful weapon.
Then the Dragon Bone was related to the future lifespan of each and every one of them.
When they defected from K'un-Lun, they did indeed take away a portion of the Dragon Bone.
But after hundreds of years of use, only a small portion of the Dragon Bone remained in their possession.
If they couldn't find new Dragon Bone, then having lived for hundreds of years, they would only be able to slowly age like ordinary people and eventually face death.
This was an unbearable prospect for them, who had become accustomed to immortality.
If it weren't for immortality, they wouldn't have escaped from K'un-Lun in the first place, let alone still be on edge and wary of K'un-Lun's pursuit even now.
Others might not be entirely clear about K'un-Lun's power, but they, having lived and studied in K'un-Lun, knew very well just how terrifying the power of the seemingly reclusive K'un-Lun was.
"I have no objections!"
Bakuto was the first to express his agreement.
Subsequently, Alexandra and Muramasa also expressed their agreement.
After discussing the main business, just as they were about to leave the building and return to their respective residences, a Hand ninja in a red ninja suit entered the conference room.
This Hand ninja first bowed to Madam Gao and the others, then quickly came before Madam Gao and respectfully reported the situation outside.
After hearing the ninja's report, Madam Gao's expression turned somewhat grim.
"Everyone, the rats outside are more troublesome than expected. Let's all get some exercise tonight!"
While they were discussing how to deal with Hei Kong, Russell, Bullseye, and Mister Negative had already dealt with quite a few Hand ninjas and were heading towards them.
Russell chose to start from the top, fighting his way down from the top floor.
Bullseye and Mister Negative, on the other hand, did the opposite; they chose to start from the first floor and continuously advanced to the upper floors.
Although there weren't many people, just the three of them.
But they proved with their actions what it meant for high-level combatants to completely overwhelm low-level ones.
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