After hearing Mitsubishi Heize's words, Iga Zuo'en immediately stopped, his eyes filled with a chilling light!

"Mr. Mitsubishi is indeed a good strategist. In that case, we'll handle it according to Mr. Mitsubishi's plan!"

Iga Zuo'en said with a cold shout before throwing Lin Xuechuan from his hands.

Seeing this, Meina hurriedly rushed forward to catch Lin Xuechuan in her arms!

Lin Xuechuan looked at his mother, whose face was full of worry mixed with a hint of relief. The "Yaya" cries stopped and he started to smile instead. What a carefree little guy, not knowing that he was in such a life-and-death crisis!

"Take them away!" Iga Zuo'en commanded loudly!

Immediately, two ninjas entered the room and took Meina away!

Iga Zuo'en sat in front of Mitsubishi Heize, asking puzzled, "How can Mr. Mitsubishi be sure that Tyrant will return?"

"Hehe, that's what Mr. Iga doesn't know. Lin Fan is very attentive to his woman, and besides, here lies his own flesh and blood. I believe that within three days, Tyrant will definitely return, so I hope Mr. Iga can handle the guard work well!" Mitsubishi Heize said with a squinting smile.

For Mitsubishi Heize, whether it's Lin Fan or Iga Zuo'en, it doesn't matter who dies; it resolves his major worries. If both die, that would be best!

"Don't worry, as long as Tyrant comes, I, Iga Zuo'en, promise he will come but not leave. For so many years, no one has ever been able to break into my Iga Ninja clan and then leave unscathed!" Iga Zuo'en confidently declared.

"Then I will watch Mr. Iga's brilliant battle!" Mitsubishi Heize laughed.

"Hmph! Mr. Mitsubishi can rest assured. What Tyrant, in the eyes of us Iga Ninjas, is just an arrogant fool!" Iga Zuo'en sneered disdainfully, full of arrogance.

"Looking forward to Mr. Iga's great achievement, I shall take my leave now!"

Mitsubishi Heize smirked mischievously!

"No need to see me out!" Iga Zuo'en clasped his fists!

Then, Mitsubishi Heize got up and left the room, boarded his special car, and left the Iga Ninja clan!

...

And not long after Mitsubishi Heize left, several camouflage-painted pickups drove to the foot of the mountain of the Iga Ninja clan!

The car doors opened, and a group of heavily armed men immediately stepped out from the cars, led by three men and one woman, namely Lin Fan, Mouse, Lion, and Shangxue Qingchuan!

"Mr. Tyrant, all personnel are in position!" Colinson stepped forward respectfully.

Lin Fan looked up at the not-too-tall mountain in front of him, the mountainside covered with large trees, especially in the pitch-black night. The occasional bird calls from the forest added a bit of chill to this cold night!

However, Lin Fan and the others were a group of fighters accustomed to licking blood at the tip of a knife, and this environment did not pose any psychological burden on them! 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

"Lion, take ten men to the left, Mouse, take ten men to the right, and Colinson, follow me. Ninjas are skilled at setting traps; you must be careful. We will meet up at the end!" Lin Fan immediately instructed.

"Understood!"

Mouse and Lion nodded heavily and quickly led ten men in two paths up the mountain!

"Let's move out too!"

At Lin Fan's command, they quickly headed up the mountain, with others following closely behind!

Tokyo had just experienced snowfall, and the ground in the forest was damp, making a "puff puff" sound as they walked, adding to the eerie atmosphere of this quiet environment!

Having just reached halfway up, Lin Fan waved his hand to signal everyone to stop, then turned to Colinson beside him and said, "Set the explosives here!"

"Understood!" Colinson nodded, immediately issuing orders to the team behind him!

The team didn't dare to hesitate, taking out explosives from their backpacks and burying them in the soil.

The reason for burying these explosives is the concern of a sudden enemy reinforcement. As soon as reinforcements climb the mountain, Lin Fan will detonate the explosives for a chain explosion!

Meanwhile, Mouse and Lion also placed explosives halfway up the mountain!

In this battle, Lin Fan would not allow anyone to interfere. His only goal was to wipe out everyone on the mountain, leaving none alive!

"Mr. Tyrant, the explosives are set!" Colinson reported.

"Advance forward!"

At Lin Fan's shout, he took the lead, scanning around like a radar, alert for any sudden dangers!

For Lin Fan and the others, jungle combat was something they were long accustomed to. Before long, they had advanced close to the summit.

"Ah!"

A sudden scream came from Lin Fan's left side!

This unexpected development shocked everyone, and they quickly turned to look!

They saw a member of the Battleaxe Mercenary Corps suddenly fall into a pit, which was filled with sharp wooden spikes. The man was impaled through the chest, barely holding on to life, struggling desperately!

"Damn ninja!"

Colinson couldn't help but shout in anger!

"Get down there and retrieve his gear!" Colinson ordered.

Lin Fan glanced at the depth of the pit. If it were someone else, they might not make it back up; these were elite mercenaries, and Lin Fan didn't want to lose them needlessly.

"I'll go myself!"

Lin Fan said as he went to the pit and jumped down!

The pit was over a meter deep, and as Lin Fan jumped in, his legs immediately spread, his left and right feet pressing against the earthen walls, supporting his body from descending further.

Lin Fan took the fallen mercenary's backpack and was about to leave when the mercenary suddenly said, "Mr. Tyrant, afterward… please send the money to my wife and daughter, thank you."

"Rest assured, I will!" Lin Fan nodded firmly.

The mercenary's face showed a relieved expression. With difficulty, he picked up his gun, placed it against his temple, and mercilessly pulled the trigger!

Bam~

The gunshot rang out, and the bullet passed through his skull, ending his life!

Given the mercenary's condition, the spikes had pierced his chest, thigh, and one arm, making it impossible to save him. Even if he could be rescued, he wouldn't survive. If he didn't commit suicide, he would have to endure the pain and die slowly. For him, suicide was the best option!

Such is the fate of a mercenary!

Lin Fan sighed, exerted force with his legs, pushed himself up, reached out to grasp the edge of the pit, and easily flipped himself back onto the ground.

Lin Fan threw the backpack to Colinson, saying, "He asked you to send the money to his wife's and daughter's account."

"His death won't be in vain. I will use the Little Devils' blood to honor his spirit in the heavens." Colinson said coldly, clenching his fist.

"Everyone, the mountain is full of traps. From now on, be extra cautious!" Lin Fan reminded them.