The Amazing son in law Chapter 7243

The Iga ninjas, a disciplined and militarized clan, sprang into action. Those near the surrendered samurai swiftly knocked them unconscious with precise hand strikes. Meanwhile, other ninjas drew shuriken shaped like meteor darts and hurled them at the passage’s light sources.

The ninjas, highly skilled in dart-throwing, hit their targets with flawless accuracy. With a series of sharp cracking sounds, the entire passage plunged into darkness.

At that moment, a loud voice rang out from the entrance: “Listen up, everyone! Rush in and kill that American woman! If we can identify who kills her after the mission, the Yamaguchi-gumi will reward him with 100 million dollars! The rest can split another 100 million! If we can’t determine who gets the kill, we’ll all share 200 million dollars! That’s 200 million, brothers! Since we’re the first to arrive, we can finish this quickly, and each of us can earn at least 1 million!”

A group of Yamaguchi-gumi members roared with excitement, some even whistling.

Some deliberately used the tongue-twisting slang of Japanese gangsters, shouting that they wanted to hack Tawana to pieces.

The sound of hundreds of footsteps echoed from both sides, shaking the floor beneath them.

But when they charged in, they were met with a pitch-black corridor where they couldn’t even see their own hands.

Suddenly, those at the front heard a series of screams.

The Iga ninjas had already attacked, launching poisoned shurikens before the enemies even saw them.

In the darkness, volleys of shurikens rained down like pear blossom needles. In a single wave, dozens of attackers were killed on the spot!

The Yamaguchi-gumi members at the back kept running forward. When their fallen comrades were struck and collapsed, they tripped over the bodies and fell as well.

The Iga ninjas’ relentless barrage of shurikens continued. The first row was hit and fell; the second row tripped and got hit too; then the third row followed suit.

In an instant, the Yamaguchi-gumi members in the front rows were wiped out. Their bodies piled up, blocking the path forward.

The members in the back were stunned. Confused and panicked, one shouted, “Quick! Use a flashlight! Something’s wrong up ahead!”

As soon as he said this, one of them foolishly pulled out his phone to use the flashlight. The glow of the screen made him a target in the dark. Before he could turn on the light, several shurikens flew toward him.

With a few sharp thuds, more unfortunate souls fell.

“Damn it! Bakayarou! It’s an ambush!” someone screamed.

Another voice cried out, “No! My brothers in front are dead! They’re using hidden weapons!”

A man in the back, eager to claim the bounty, shouted, “What the hell are you afraid of? Just charge in and kill them! The reward is ours if we go for it! Don’t be scared, brothers, let’s—”

Before he could finish, a thin blade pierced straight through his head.

The Iga ninjas couldn’t perfectly locate targets by sound alone, but charlie Wade could.

To charlie Wade, the pitch-black surroundings were as clear as daylight, giving him complete control over the enemy’s movements.

This time, charlie Wade didn’t hold back like he had with the earlier samurai. He infused spiritual energy into the blade, making it pierce cleanly through the man’s skull, exiting through the back of his head.

The force of the blade’s impact caused the back of the man’s head to rupture outward. A foul, warm mixture of liquid and soft matter sprayed over the people nearby, like a watermelon bursting open.

Someone screamed, “Bakayarou! What’s this sticky crap that just got in my mouth?! Who the hell is blowing their nose right now?!”

Another voice cried out in horror, “That… that’s not snot… It’s Kameda… It’s Kameda’s brain! His head just exploded!”