I Set off a Night Walk of a Hundred Ghosts in the Ninja World

At the end of Yefen's speech, his expression became a little weird.

All of the other party's promotion seems to be consistent with the itinerary and purpose of his boss! !

[Three months ago, it happened to be the day they met the boss. 】

【Appears three days later, Lord Huang arrives just at this time. 】

[Accept everyone's challenge and take all the ninjas here under his command. 】

Immediately, the eyes of the Lei Guangtuan and the others slightly changed when they looked at the young man in their field of vision.

'Boom boom boom. '

Just then, there was a knock on the door just in time.

"Enter."

Huang simply responded.

'Crack. '

It was the sound of the keyhole being twisted.

The door of the room was also opened little by little, and the eyes of the members of the Thunder Light Squad were fixed on the gradually widening gap.

"Ah, what a group of old acquaintances."

A familiar voice rang out.

A thin figure also appeared in the field of vision.

It's Ike Miyashiro, President of Wake Real Estate!

A behind-the-scenes boss who is even more cunning than Orochimaru, and even more cunning!

Suddenly, if the mouse met the cat.

The pupils of all five members of the Lei Guang Tuan shrank slightly, their nerves tensed, and they assumed a fighting stance in just a split second.

"Protect Lord Huang!"

Qian Nai suddenly let out a low growl, and a tinge of scarlet bloomed in her pupils.

Although she had the same doubts and puzzlements in her heart as her companions, at this moment, her first choice was to believe!

I believe that Huang will not betray, and will not abandon them! !

The rest of the four people were all awe-inspiring when they heard the words, and they put aside the distracting thoughts that could arise, and looked at the man in sight with the same hatred.

"Huh? That's really sad."

"How long have we been separated? You can already fight against your former master for the sake of others."

Oyajo Yan raised his hands as if surrendering, and subtle emotions that were difficult to detect flowed under his flamboyant rhombic glasses.

'He is what you rely on. '

'Perhaps, my choice is right. '

To this, the members of the Lei Guang Group did not answer, they just watched the man in their field of vision vigilantly.

And not only them, even Honoka and Yuhuo showed a posture of guard, with chakra flowing and running crazily in their bodies.

"enough."

Huang pressed the Kunai that Chino was holding tightly in his hand.

"They are now my subordinates."

"And we are just a cooperative relationship."

He said simply and clearly.

Of course, these are not for Yuwuchengyan, but for the members of Lei Guangtuan to dispel their confusion.

Hearing this, although the five people didn't speak, they could clearly feel that their state had changed to a certain extent, and there was a hint of brightness and regret in their pupils.

Lord Huang, it really is different!

[Goodness]: Respect of the Lei Guang Tuan

[Goodness]: The allegiance of the Lei Guang Group.

"Ah~"

"Why do you look so indifferent, Huangjiang?"

Miyashiroyan's expression changed slightly, but he quickly disappeared again, ignoring the hostility aimed at him, walked to the sofa, sat down, and crossed his legs.

"Sa, then come and let us have a good discussion about the next cooperation."

His voice changed, and his image of an unkind businessman switched accordingly.

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night.

Bright lights!

Noisy!

The rhetoric of the rich man Oyajo Yan, and the brewing of the last three days, made this "rich man's paradise" far away in the deep sea boil tonight and attracted everyone's attention.

"coming!"

"coming!!"

"It's finally here!!!"

The host with the microphone hissed loudly in the middle of the arena.

He was suppressed for too long, just like those powerful and wealthy businessmen who were full of seats, and they all waited for this day for too long, too long! !

"Tonight, Oyajo Yan-sama has finally arrived with his 'hand card'!"

"Judging from the information I just received, this is really an extraordinary person, as expected of the card-collecting maniac, Oyajo Yan-sama!"

"Give infinite glory to the winner, and let the loser fall into despair."

"Not much to say, let's start our carnival tonight!"

"Oh, by the way, off the court, please help me suppress Oyajo Yan-sama, all his wealth!!"

"Roar!!!"

The host's last words directly ignited the atmosphere at the scene.

Although the audience also knows that this is a trick used by the dealer.

However, it still perfectly hooked these thrill-seeking fish.

For a while, amazement, anticipation, and curiosity are the main themes here.

"The first thing to enter is the 'hand card' of Mr. Makio, the president of Makio: Black Lightning Thunder!"

Following the host's impassioned announcement, two spotlights suddenly shone on the arena.

One fell on the young man walking out of the corridor.

He was dressed in a simple white ninja outfit, and his brown hair stood upside down like a broom.

The other one landed on a special stand, where a middle-aged wealthy businessman sat comfortably on a large sofa, surrounded by beauties.

"Let me frustrate your prestige."

"Oyajo Castle Flames."

There was contempt in his pupils, and the red wine glass in his hand shook slightly.

Although he doesn't know who the other party's 'card' is and what kind of special ability he possesses, he has already bought off the powerful people of the organizer in advance.

'Battler, only 11 years old! '

It is enough to have such a message.

That guy, always eager to show off some fledgling little ones.

"His opponent is..."

"The 'hand card' of Oyajo Yan-sama, the one who once broke into the Land of Water alone, and was besieged by a hundred ninjas, still beheaded a Jōnin, and was called the Shura of Blood by Wuyin Village."

"Ara Uchiha!"

The language fell behind, and there was silence here.

But in the next second, a soaring scream broke out!

'Crack. '

It was the sound of glass breaking.

The spilled red wine wantonly stained President Makio's expensive dress, but he himself didn't seem to notice it.

###Chapter 120 IX Come and touch the corner of my clothes, Miscellaneous! ###

Amidst the waves of exclamation, the two spotlights on President Muwei and his 'Hand Card' also shifted accordingly.

Standing on the special stand, Miyashiro Yan had a confident smile on his face, holding a half-full red wine glass in his hand, and was gracefully toasting to the audience in the audience.

And complacently accepted the screams and shouts from the audience and the "kind condolences" from a small number of sword-walking gamblers.

"Sharingan is worthy of being one of the best blood successors."

He muttered to himself.

"Humph."

"Those guys are exclaiming that it is Mr. Huang, it is his strength, not just Sharingan."

A crisp retort came from his ear.

Following the sound, a little boy with off-white short hair was staring at him angrily.

Seeing this, the experienced Oyajo Yan didn't know what to say for a while.