Chapter 575: Death Ends the Crime

Junlang immediately feel close to him. That night, Ye Junlang had a good drink with Di Zhan and his friends, thus solidifying their friendship. 。When Ye Junlang heard that Di Zhan was in trouble, he...Cao Wei's face turned pale. At first, he still had some lucky thoughts, thinking that the four of them might be able to defeat Ye Junlang together.

But now, he truly realized that Ye Junlang's strength was beyond his reach, the terror of the head of Huaguo Long had surpassed his imagination.

For traitors, there is only one fate—death!

Ye Junlang opened his mouth and walked step by step towards Cao Wei.

Cao Wei's eyes lifted, and suddenly a fighting spirit surged within him. He burst into laughter and said, "Even if it means death, being able to fight against Long Shou before I die, dying at his hands, would be a life without regret!"

Saying that, Cao Wei's figure moved. In an instant, he rushed to Ye Junlang's face. The dagger in his hand struck continuously, each move a deadly strike aimed at Ye Junlang. His attack was so fierce and swift that it shocked everyone.

Ye Junlang dodged continuously, seizing an opportunity he unleashed the Dragon Shadow Grasping Hand. He reached out his hand, lightning-fast, and clamped onto Cao Wei's right wrist. Then, with a forceful jolt, the dagger in Cao Wei's hand flew from his grasp.

Cao Wei, however, instantly used every part of his body and every joint to counterattack, showcasing an extremely refined fighting technique.

Such combat skills are enough to rival top-tier special forces.

Unfortunately, he met Ye Junlang.

"Roar!"

Ye Junlang's power shattered all defenses. He unleashed the force of a abyssal strike, a crushing weight that resembled a bulldozer, slamming into Cao Wei. The impact sent Cao Wei staggering backward; in a contest of pure strength, he was no match for Ye Junlang.

Ye Junlang swept out with a kick, sweeping across Cao Wei. Cao Wei hastily raised his arm to block it, but under the explosive power of that leg, Cao Wei was still sent flying, coughing blood from his mouth.

Ha ha ha!

At this moment, a streak of sword light flashed across the sky. Asai Kyoko had made her move, wielding her sword to attack Ye Junlang. Flowers of swords bloomed and danced, each imbued with the illusionary magic she wielded, capable of bewildering the minds of those who gazed upon them.

This is because Ye Junlang's spirit and willpower are extremely strong, coupled with the special nature of his body, so he is basically not affected by this hallucinatory magic.

If it were anyone else facing Asai Kyoko's attack imbued with illusions, as long as their mind wavered even slightly, they would be instantly killed.

Ye Junlang's figure shifted to the side, dodging Asai Kyoko's sword strike. With a flick of his foot, he picked up the katana that had been scattered from the Ghost Hand Sword and, with a flash of movement, swung it horizontally towards Asai Kyoko.

Asai Kyoko dodged desperately, but Yejunlang's speed was too fast. She couldn't completely avoid it. When the blade slashed down, it cut across her sword-wielding arm, leaving a deep gash. Her arm was nearly severed.

"Kōzi!"

Cao Wei roared, he charged towards Ye Junlang recklessly, his body filled with a surging murderous aura.

Ye Junlang let out a cold laugh, the katana in his hand meeting Cao Wei's head-on charge with a horizontal slash.

Cao Wei hurriedly shifted his body to the right, narrowly dodging the straight slash. Before he could steady himself, Ye Junlang's sweeping right leg had already moved first.

Bang!

Cao Wei had nowhere to dodge, and was swept away again by Ye Junlang's leg. His ribs on the side of his waist were broken one after another, and he spat blood wildly.

Bah!

Asai Kyoko's face flashed with a trace of resentment and determination. She switched her sword to her left hand and charged at Ye Junlang with the ferocity of mutual destruction.

Ye Junlang parried and thrust with his katana, breaking through Asai Kyoko's swordsmanship. Then, he surged forward, delivering a horizontal elbow strike to her body with his left hand. She was sent flying like a kite with its string cut.

"Kōzi—"

Cao Wei struggled to rise, catching Asai Kyoko's flying body. He was severely injured, with a broken rib and deep internal injuries. Even if he still had the strength to fight, it would be pointless.

"Sagawa, right, right, I'm sorry..." Asai Kyoko began.

Cao Wei shook his head. He understood Asai Kyoko's words. He said, "You don't owe me anything, and I don't regret meeting you... It's just that our identities are beyond our control. I only hope that in the next life, we can continue our relationship..."

Saying that, Cao Wei took the long sword from Asai Kyoko's hand and with a sudden thrust in his reverse grip, pierced her back with the blade, its tip entering her heart.

Two people, one sword, thus bound together.

At that moment, a look of relief washed over Cao Wei's face. He seemed to have been freed from a heavy burden, blood still trickling from the corner of his mouth. He looked at Ye Junlang and stammered, "Dragon Head... I'm sorry to the country, sorry to the Special Operations Bureau... but I only betrayed myself, I didn't betray anyone else... You have to be careful—"

Finally, Cao Wei seemed to want to say something, but only saw his lips moving. That crucial name never came out in the end.

When Ye Junlang heard the last sentence, his face tightened. He rushed forward, but it was too late. He couldn't hear Cao Wei saying anything; he had already breathed his last.

"Alas, if only I had known this beforehand! Why did I ever do it in the first place!"

Ye Junlang shook his head. There was not a shred of joy or excitement in his heart, only a sense of desolation and gloom.

He was once a top agent for the nation. He should have been a comrade-in-arms fighting side by side.

But in this foreign land, he had to force such an excellent "comrade" to death. How could he be happy

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Behind them, a gust of wind whipped up, carrying with it the metallic scent of blood. Turning around, they saw Tie Zheng, Kuang Ta, You Mei, Ye Sha and others charging towards them.

They were covered in blood, their fighting spirit soaring. Their aura of iron and blood was palpable and overwhelming.

As soon as they arrived, they saw the scene on the second floor.

Ye Sha saw Cao Wei and she said, "Dead"

Ye Junlang nodded and said, "He's dead. Death absolves one of sin. Perhaps this is the best outcome for him."

Ye Sha also fell slightly silent. She was not as happy either, after all, he was still a warrior from Huaguo.

"Cao Wei, despite everything, still had some conscience. Before he died, he said that he hadn't betrayed anyone else and probably didn't give the information about other undercover agents to the Tohoku Special Agency. A dying man's words are usually kind. I believe him." Ye Junlang spoke, then continued, "Alright, the mission is over, let's withdraw."

Ye Junlang and others immediately began to evacuate, leaving this area.

Along the way, Ye Junlang said to them, "Brothers, you leave tonight. Go to the Philippines and join the rest of the Satan Army warriors there. Wait for me there."

"Okay, then we'll contact you in the Philippines." Tiezheng said.

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