A black doctor from a certain American comic

"Whoosh!"

Accompanied by the sound of the air being pierced, a slender flying knife flashed away like a stream of light.

When the flying knife was discovered again, it had suddenly approached Harada, the ninja leader, and passed through the knee of his right leg. Therefore, while he was running, he immediately lost control of his balance and was about to fall to the ground.

Well, after all, this man was also Mariko's childhood friend. Killing him in front of Mariko would be a bit too much. Cripple him would be a better choice.

Murphy's flying knife was enough to ensure that Harada's right leg was permanently disabled, and no one could cure him.

Immediately afterwards, Murphy grabbed Mariko's waist with his left hand, turned around elegantly, and threw about seven or eight flying knives with his right hand. Without looking at the result, he just hugged Mariko. Back quickly.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

After several penetration sounds, seven or eight ninjas fell directly from the roof and rolled to the corner, motionless.

As long as you walk into them, you can see that each of them has a throwing knife stuck at the end of their throat.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

After seeing that their companions were dead, the remaining ninjas immediately fired shurikens at Murphy, overwhelming the sky and forming a net, covering Murphy's entire body.

It's a pity that Mo Fei's Qinggong is not perfect. Holding a living person like Mariko, he dodged left and right, still easily dodging the shurikens fired by the ninja.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Murphy looked at the ninja who had drawn his sword and rushed towards him. A large number of flying knives were thrown out again. It was still a precise strike. Each flying knife was inserted into the throat of a ninja.

Then I heard a few more sounds of a rolling gourd falling to the ground.

Murphy had counted a total of twenty ninjas who had come here from the beginning. Under his two flying knives, 15 of them died, so now there are only five left.

It has to be said that Mo Fei is very envious of the subordinates trained by ancient inheritance like Grandpa Mariko. Even if twenty companions died and only five people were left, no one dared to escape. The one who still held the knife, The one who fired the shuriken fired the shuriken and launched a suicidal attack towards Murphy.

But envy was envy. Since they were coming to kill him, it was impossible for Mo Fei to show mercy. He held Mariko in his left hand and five flying knives appeared on his right hand. He fired them in the face of the ninjas whose eyes were almost numb.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Five rays of silver light flashed across the night sky, splashing five enchanting blood flowers, which looked particularly poignant under the moonlight.

"Is this...done?" Mariko stared blankly at the twenty corpses on the ground, a little unbelievable, because she knew that these people were not ordinary people, but were proficient in shuriken, swordsmanship, fighting skills and... Ninjutsu ninjas are the elite of Koga. If you release any one of them, they may be super murderers who will trouble the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department. However, in just one or two seconds, Murphy killed one of you. Clean...

Is this because these ninjas are too powerful, or is Murphy too powerful?

"What else do you think you're going to do?" Murphy put down Mariko, clapped his hands and said, "I don't have any skills. Do you think I dare to break into this dragon's pond and tiger's den alone?"

Mariko looked at Murphy with complicated eyes. She thought she had overestimated Murphy as much as possible, but she didn't expect that she still underestimated him.

Maybe with his help today, I can really make a break with the past!

"How is it possible? This is impossible!" Mariko said, Harada was lame on one leg, holding on to the wall, looking at the corpses on the ground, looking like he couldn't believe it, veins on his forehead popped out, and he was very emotional.

Unlike Mariko, who didn't know these ninjas at all, as the captain of this ninja team, Harada was trained with these people. He had just become the leader of these people, but unexpectedly he fell into Murphy's hands so easily. .

"Mariko, how should he deal with it?" Murphy glanced at Harada, turned to Mariko and said.

"He..." Mariko was a little depressed and shook her head, "Anyway, he is lame on one leg, so let him fend for himself.