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Chapter 220: King of Assassins, Killing Emperor!

Chapter 220: Chapter 220: King of Assassins, Killing Emperor!

The black-clothed painter’s face turned deathly pale, and just as he was about to compromise with Xiao Zheng to save his life,

suddenly he seemed to realize something, and his eyes reflected a glint of coldness.

"Heh heh."

The black-clothed painter sneered and said to Xiao Zheng, "I will not speak."

"Hmm?"

Xiao Zheng’s eyes slightly narrowed, "Are you playing me?"

The black-clothed painter straightened up, his eyes cold, and said, "I’m not playing you, I’m here to kill you!"

Xiao Zheng laughed sinisterly and said, "You think finding a patron is enough to deal with me?"

"What?"

The black-clothed painter’s expression changed, and he exclaimed in a lost voice, "You know?"

Xiao Zheng did not answer, hands clasped behind his back, he indifferently looked towards the left front, squinting his eyes and smiling, "This friend, who has been hiding here for so long, must be tired, come out."

"Heh."

A cold laugh sounded.

After that, the air began to tremble slightly, as if ripples were spreading through water.

Immediately, a burly figure emerged, dressed in a black robe, with a Kongō longsword gleaming coldly on his left waist,

and on his right hung a sharply lethal black scythe. His eyes, cold and indifferent, resembled the grim reaper who had stepped out of Hell, his mere glance was chilling to the bone.

"Heh, very good, that you could see through my disguise,"

After appearing, the man with cold pupils stared at Xiao Zheng, coldly said.

Xiao Zheng bitterly smiled and shook his head at him, "What’s so difficult about that? The method you used, it must be one of the Iga-style Ninja Techniques passed down in Japan, involving muscular movements to create bizarre effects, distorting the light.

Heh, considering you’re also from our country, we have the superior Five Elements Technique here, unmatched in stealth and evasion, yet you chose to learn the insignificant Ninjutsu from that small island nation. It’s quite speechless."

Xiao Zheng seemed to express a feeling akin to disappointment at unfulfilled potential.

"Hmph."

The black-clothed man said nothing, while the nearby black-clothed painter sneered and said, "What arrogance, to belittle the world-renowned Ninjutsu like it’s nothing."

"Shut up!!"

A fierce shout came, and the black-clothed man’s eyes flashed with cold light as he swept him an indifferent glance.

The black-clothed painter was taken aback.

But he saw the mysterious black-clothed man, his demeanor stern, and even a fierce light flickering in his eyes.

The black-clothed painter was scared and dared not speak anymore.

"Your insights are exceptional; I deeply agree. Compared to the Five Elements Technique, the Ninjutsu of that island nation is indeed insignificant, merely some minor Illusion Techniques,"

The black-clothed man said to Xiao Zheng with considerable respect.

There was no denying the opponent did have some perception!

"Didn’t expect you to have such insight, not bad," Xiao Zheng’s expression satisfied, he nodded.

"Just, this little Ninjutsu, I merely dabble in it. My true pride is not Ninjutsu, but my method of killing!"

The black-clothed man stared intently at Xiao Zheng, his right hand gripping the scythe,

Cling!

With a flash of cold light, the death scythe was clasped in his hand. That sharp edge, under the sunlight, remained chillingly cold.

A terrifying murderous aura also surged out with the unsheathing of the death scythe, engulfing this rooftop space, causing the nearby black-clothed painter to shiver.

"He’s making a move!"

The artist in black thought in terror.

About this man, the artist in black knew he was extremely terrifying, a very formidable assassin from Southeast Asia.

In the rankings of assassins in Southeast Asia, this man was ranked third, known as the Killing Emperor, with an international bounty totaling 30 million dollars! Whenever he made a move, it was almost never unsuccessful.

"Your Excellency, being able to discern my movements, must also be a strong opponent, I hope you won’t disappoint me,"

the Killing Emperor said coldly.

Although his gaze was indifferent, a flicker of excitement surged in the depths of his eyes; he relished battling with strong opponents!

The reason why the Killing Emperor had achieved such great success was not without reason; he thoroughly enjoyed killing and was passionate about pursuing power.

Many had commented that the Killing Emperor was a madman, a fanatic, a neurotic genius of murder.

Xiao Zheng, however, looked at the Killing Emperor with a playful gaze, smiling, "Actually, I know you, the Killing Emperor of Southeast Asia. You have a significant reputation internationally as well."

"Hmm?"

The Killing Emperor was startled and asked cautiously, "You know my identity?"

Knowing an assassin’s identity was typically highly secretive; a failed strike meant fleeing a thousand miles. Once someone recognized them, the danger was immense, they could potentially be captured.

The Killing Emperor had always been very careful about concealing his whereabouts. Unless the artist in black was on his side, it would have been impossible for him to know his identity.

Xiao Zheng being able to name him outright naturally alarmed the Killing Emperor.

"I not only know your identity but also your background and origins," Xiao Zheng said indifferently. "Killing Emperor, born in 1985, real name Wang Zhenyu, born in a Chinese estate in Indonesia.

At the time, there was a riot in Indonesia, your parents and siblings died in that turmoil, and your mother was assaulted.

"After this incident, your mentality drastically changed, and at 25, you joined the internationally renowned assassin organization Hua Ying. At 26, you underwent the death training at the Bordeaux base.

Out of over a thousand participants in that brutal death training, you were the only survivor!

After mastering the art of murder, you brutally avenged, killing no less than a hundred Indonesian senior officials and those Indonesians who had participated in the riots,

you slaughtered no fewer than a thousand. This act shook the international community, although your true identity was never discovered."

"After that, at 28, you transformed into an internationally renowned assassin in Southeast Asia and earned the title Killing Emperor, joining an assassin organization that lived by murder."

"Oh, and if I’m not mistaken, your right hand is almost crippled. Am I right?"

The Killing Emperor’s body suddenly trembled, and his eyes widened in terror as he stumbled back several steps and pointed at Xiao Zheng, stuttering, unable to speak.

This part of his history had always been a closely guarded secret, yet Xiao Zheng divulged it with ease.

The artist in black was also shocked, not expecting the assassin to have such a background.

"How do you know this?" Regaining his composure, the Killing Emperor’s eyes emitted a chilling gleam as he stared intently at Xiao Zheng and asked.

A murderous aura boiled within him.

Xiao Zheng chuckled and said, "There’s no one that Sky Net can’t investigate thoroughly."

"Sky Net?"

The Killing Emperor paused, abruptly recalling a rumor about the Evil God who had returned to Zhonghai City from North Africa.

The Killing Emperor looked at Xiao Zheng in terror, his voice trembling as he said, "You... You are the Heavenly Net Evil God?"

Xiao Zheng smiled faintly and took out a token from his pocket, tossing it to the Killing Emperor.

The Killing Emperor closely examined it and noticed very complex patterns carved on it, with a prominent "Evil" character in the center, emitting a potent aura.

The Killing Emperor almost immediately confirmed the authenticity of the token, as the aura imprinted on it could not deceive, only a true master could achieve such a feat.

"My heavens, what kind of person have I provoked?"

The Killing Emperor was extremely shocked and felt waves of terror.

He then knelt down with a thud, bowing respectfully to Xiao Zheng, "I failed to recognize a superior, disturbing the great Evil God, please forgive me."

The Killing Emperor knew, in the presence of the Evil God, he was but an ant, hastily begging for mercy, perhaps there was still a chance for survival.