Hattori Hyōgetsu pursed her lips and suddenly smiled.

Her smile was very shallow, very light, full of disdain and contempt, as if she didn't take the threat of Momochi Norihiko into consideration at all.

In fact, this is indeed the case.

"why are you laughing?"

Momochi Norihiko was furious.

"I laugh at you when you are about to die without realizing it."

Hattori Hyōgetsu maintained an elegant and dignified sitting posture, slowly pulled out a small black fan from his sleeve, and then used it to block his eyes: "Jun Lin, please help me kill these two people."

She used Yanhuang dialect for the second half of the sentence.

"good."

Lin Zhong, who was sitting behind Hattori Hyōgetsu, uttered one word.

When Lin Zhong spoke, an extremely strong sense of crisis suddenly swept through Norihiko Momo's body.

This sense of crisis came for no reason, but it made Momochi Norihiko's hair stand on end, his blood flow accelerated, and his heart pounded, as if a disaster was imminent.

"Do it!"

Momochi Norihiko has a decisive character and immediately shouted without hesitation: "Kill all these traitors!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a darkness above his head.

Everyone, including Norihiko Momochi and Hiroshi Maeda, looked up at the same time and found that Lin Zhong had flown into the air at some point.

A majestic aura as towering as a mountain and as deep as the sea emanated from Lin Zhong's body.

Lin Zhong looked down at the crowd with different expressions below, like a god who controlled life and death, raised his right hand and pressed lightly.

In an instant, endless power burst out from the palm of his hand.

Momochi Norihiko and Maeda Hiroshi, who were standing at the front, were the first to bear the brunt. Before they could make any move, they were instantly destroyed by the force.

"Crack!"

Accompanied by the numbing sound of bones breaking, the two men were bleeding from all their orifices, their bodies were shortened by half a foot, and their arms and thighs were twisted into twists.

Maeda Hiro was weak and could only hold on for less than half a second before he completely collapsed to the ground, as if he had turned into a puddle of rotten flesh, unable to die any longer.

Momochi Norihiko persisted longer, but only two seconds passed before he followed in the footsteps of Maeda Hiroshi.

Red blood gushed out from under the two men, and the pungent smell of blood filled the air.

The meeting hall fell into unspeakable silence.

The ninjas who originally planned to attack were stunned on the spot. You looked at me, I looked at you, and then looked at the two corpses on the ground, their expressions changed from fierce to fearful.

What's going on?

Who killed the head of the family?

They stared blankly at Maeda Hiro and Momochi Norihiko's miserable deaths, their brains almost stopped functioning.

It was clear that one moment these two people were confident of winning, and they were so high-spirited that they regarded the Hattori family as nothing but fish on the chopping board. How could they be dead the next moment?

And he died so neatly.

What kind of power can do this?

The power Lin Zhong showed had exceeded the limit of their understanding.

The unknown is the most frightening thing.

"Kneel down."

At this moment, an indifferent voice floated into everyone's ears.

The sound was not loud, but in everyone's ears, it was like thunder on the ground, making their heads spin.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Zhong's aura increased again, his hair stood upright, his eyes turned pale gold, and a terrifying pressure as deep as a prison suddenly descended.

The ground began to tremble and the air became thicker.

The elite Jōnin who were closer to Lin Zhong seemed to be drowning in the mire.

"Clang!"

One of the Jonin couldn't hold on any longer. He fell to his knees, his weapon slipped from his hand, he opened his mouth wide and gasped hard, his face turned purple.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

The sound of weapons falling to the ground was heard one after another, and the other jonins all knelt down in front of Lin Zhong like cutting wheat, with their foreheads pressed against the ground, and they bowed to the ground.

It's not that they want to kneel.

It was Lin Zhong's power that forced them to kneel down.

If you don't kneel down, you will die!

Among these ninjas, there was even a shadow ninja from the Maeda family.

Entrusted by Maeda Hiro, he secretly lurked among the ninjas and prepared to attack Lin Zhong.

However, in front of Lin Zhong's incomparable strength, all conspiracies and calculations seemed like boring jokes at the moment.

The cadres of the Maeda family and the Momochi family further away were stunned and inexplicable.

Several cadres standing outside turned around and ran away, but the backbone of the Hattori family had already blocked the retreat.

The offensive and defensive momentum was reversed.

Lin Zhong crossed his arms across his chest and stood in the air, his feelings filling the entire meeting hall.

The entire fifty-meter radius is under his control.

Within this range, he can kill whoever he wants, and he can die whoever he wants to die.

But Lin Zhong did not continue the killing spree, although it was effortless for him.

Hattori Hyōgetsu put down the small fan that covered her face, her eyes passed over the bodies of Maeda Hiro and Momochi Norihiko, and then looked back at the expressionless Lin Zhong.

Their eyes met and she understood what Lin Zhong meant.

"Mr. Lin is so kind."

Hattori Hyōgetsu thought to himself, and immediately stood up, smiling at the people around him and saying: "Everyone, please vote again. Those who support me to become a Ninja, please raise your hands."

"Crash!"

Dozens of arms were raised at the same time.

But there were also some cadres who were loyal to Maeda Hiroshi and Momochi Norihiko, clenching their teeth and staring at Hattori Hyōgetsu with resentment on their faces.

Without Hattori Hyōgetsu's order, the cadres of the Maeda family and Momochi family who chose to support her turned their backs and swung their butcher knives at their former companions.

"You traitors!"

"Even if you die, I will drag you to hell!"

"Fight them!"

"Kill!"

The sword flash was accompanied by roars, and the two groups of people fought together.

The Hattori family cadres watched with indifference and did not join the fight. They only blocked the exits to prevent any fish that slipped through the net from escaping.

In just two or three minutes, all those cadres who resisted were killed.

After all, they were only a minority, and even though they fought to the death and faced layers of siege, they did not cause too much trouble.

Maeda Koji's face was covered with blood, his eyes were stern, he was half-kneeling next to a corpse, holding a tachi full of gaps, panting violently.

There was an inch-long wound on his left cheek, which was so deep that the bone could be seen, and it almost cut into his eye.

This wound is the opponent's last counterattack before death.

"Sorry, I just want to live."

Maeda Koji closed his eyes and murmured to himself.

When there was no more standing enemy in the field, the cadres put away their weapons and bowed respectfully to Hattori Hyōgetsu and Lin Chong: "Greetings to the Ninja Sect!"

The huge sound waves merged into one and echoed endlessly in the conference hall.

Hattori Hyōgetsu took a calm breath.

Although the result was as she expected, when the dust finally settled, she still had ups and downs in her heart and found it difficult to control herself.

She took the first step to control her destiny.

Lin Zhong stood behind Hattori Hyōgetsu, his pale golden eyes drooping from top to bottom, covering the entire place with coercion, accepting everyone's admiration and awe.
Chapter completed!