"Where is Koizumi Saburo waiting for me?"
Bai Xiaofan didn't pay any attention to the other party's words and asked indifferently.
"Top floor dojo!"
The middle-aged man subconsciously replied.
"Thank you!"
Bai Xiaofan said softly as he sent a silver needle flying from his hand, piercing the other man's throat.
Bang!
The body of the middle-aged man fell to the ground with a muffled thud!
The samurai at the door, seeing that their leader had been killed, raised their katanas and slashed at Bai Xiaofan.
However, the next second, their movements collectively froze.
It was as if they were playing a game of statue challenge.
Moments later, when Bai Xiaofan, dragging the body of Koizumi Ze Lei, stepped into the elevator.
The samurai at the door instantly collapsed to the ground.
There were no visible wounds on their bodies anywhere.
But if one looked closely, they would find a silver needle embedded in the temple of each man.