Su Changfeng knew very well that today's Japanese ninjas all belong to some big families or chaebols. Only they can support these expensive killing machines.
That's why he asked.
A ninja gritted his teeth and said: "Why should we tell you? If you dare, kill us."
Su Changfeng sneered twice and raised his right hand.
Cut it off with one knife!
brush!
This ninja suddenly lost his head and body!
"Is it difficult to kill you?"
Su Changfeng's whole body exuded coldness, and he looked at the last ghost ninja: "It's your turn. Say it, or don't you say it?"
The last ninja's body started to tremble slightly.
Although, as a ninja, he has undergone rigorous training and has long disregarded life and death.
But Su Changfeng's coldness and strength still made him feel scared...
He gritted his teeth and looked at Su Changfeng: "...I admit that you are very powerful. I also admit that we have underestimated you, the Canglong War God of Daxia!"
Su Changfeng's eyes flashed.
It seems that these ninjas know their identities.
Knowing that he is the Great Xia Canglong God of War, and yet he dares to take action, I am afraid there is a deeper intention behind this matter.
The ninja looked at Su Changfeng, gritted his teeth and said, "It's just that, although you killed almost all of us today, your position as the Great Xia Canglong War God will no longer be preserved!"
"Oh? Why?" Su Changfeng looked at him, looking like a curious baby.
The ninja raised the miniature camera in his hand: "Because, I have filmed the entire process of you killing them, and have sent it to overseas media!"
"It won't be long before you're under fire from the world's media!"
"You have to know that we are Japanese. Even if we attack you sneakily, you are not qualified to execute us. Instead, you should hand us over to the Japanese Foreign Affairs Office!"
As he spoke, the small camera and breathing light in the Ninja's hand flickered on and off.
He didn't lie. This small camera can indeed send videos over the Internet. Moreover, he did send this video to the Baqi Society.
In fact, the reason why he carried the camera was also the Japanese Baqi Club's last resort.
If the plan of the Twelve Demon Ninja fails, he will film a video of him killing ninjas and send it to overseas media, and use the Baqi Society to fuel the flames behind the scenes, put pressure on Daxia officials, and force Daxia officials to revoke Su Changfeng's title as Canglong War God.
...
In the view of the Baqi Society, if Su Changfeng is removed from his position as God of War, he will no longer be able to be an enemy of Japan!
This move cannot be said to be insidious.
only.
Su Changfeng didn't care at all.
So what if this Canglong God of War is inappropriate?
A dignified Daxia man, if you kill, you must kill quickly!
No matter if you are a Japanese ninja or not, if you dare to provoke yourself, you will only die!
Besides, there is only one person in the entire Great Xia who can revoke his title of God of War—the Emperor of Great Xia!
If the emperor doesn't speak, no one can withdraw.
"Are you done?" Su Changfeng looked at him calmly: "That's it, I'll send you on your way."
The ninja's whole body was shaken, and then he jumped up and flew towards the dark woods like a nimble raccoon cat.
Su Changfeng sneered.
Raise your right hand!
The katana flew away like a meteor!
Poof!
The flying knife hit him in the back and nailed him firmly to the tree trunk!
After thinking for a moment, Su Changfeng walked forward.
