In the next moment, these people led by George did not say anything further, stood up, and walked out quietly, leaving the private club silently, heading towards the location of the Iga Clan.

After these people left, Angel sat directly on the sofa, poured herself a glass of red wine, sipped it lightly at her lips, and a bloodthirsty smile appeared at the corner of her mouth: "Tonight, I will make this place a river of blood."

At the same time, in an especially luxurious and upscale private club, Mandala’s figure also appeared in this club. Without lingering in the lobby, she walked directly towards a top-class box upstairs.

This box was filled with an unmistakable atmosphere of decadence.

On the sofa, a young man who looked about twenty-five or twenty-six sat, and not far in front of him, several scantily clad women kept twisting their hot bodies, occasionally walking up to the young man, making provocative gestures, not minding him taking advantage of them, rather showing a seductive and charming demeanor.

"Knock! Knock!"

At this moment, a gentle knocking sound came.

Hearing the knock, the young man’s face turned somewhat unpleasant. He hated being disturbed at such times the most in his life.

"Go, open the door."

The young man glanced at one of the women.

Without any hesitation, the woman quickly walked towards the door, reached out and opened it, and immediately, Mandala’s figure appeared in the young man’s view.

Upon seeing Mandala, a fiery light flashed in the young man’s eyes. He had played with many women in his life, but he had never encountered someone as pure as Mandala.

Mandala was wearing a white long-sleeve T-shirt with light blue tight jeans on her lower body, her long, beautiful legs wrapped in jeans were not exposed to the air yet gave an invisible allure. She wore white sneakers and pink socks, making her exude a youthful aura that was very eye-catching.

"You, come over, accompany me tonight, and I’ll ensure you become someone above others." The young man spoke immediately. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

"Accompany you?"

Mandala didn’t show any anger, but said with a sweet smile: "Sure, but before that, I hope to borrow something from Mr. Shankou Zhengnan, do you agree?"

Completely captivated by Mandala, Shankou Zhengnan responded without thinking: "What is it? What do you want? As long as I have it, I’ll give it all to you."

"I want your life."

As soon as the words fell, Mandala’s pure, watery face suddenly turned icy cold, a chilling killing intent emanating from her.

"What?"

Hearing Mandala’s words, Shankou Zhengnan recalled his father’s words from today, his face changed dramatically, and he barked: "Go, all of you, attack, kill her, no, catch her alive, I want to interrogate her myself."

As he spoke, Shankou Zhengnan’s eyes still looked hotly at Mandala. With his strength, it was obvious to him that Mandala was just a Yellow-level Martial Artist, not at all a match.

Upon hearing Shankou Zhengnan’s words, the scantily clad women’s eyes turned cold, filled with killing intent, they pounced towards Mandala without any hesitation, all surprisingly skilled fighters.

"Die."

Mandala stood motionless, slightly opened her mouth, and uttered a word.

"Thud!" "Thud!"

This light word was like a law, and those women who pounced towards Mandala fell heavily to the ground, their faces quickly turned black, their bodies twitched slightly twice, and then there was no more sign of life.

"What."

Seeing this scene, Shankou Zhengnan’s face changed drastically, showing intense fear, cold sweat appeared on his forehead. These women weren’t just playthings, they were all Heavenly-level Ninjas, yet they hadn’t even gotten close to Mandala and were dead; how is this possible?

"Who... who are you."

Shankou Zhengnan finally felt fear, his voice carried undisguisable terror.

"The one who wants your life."

Mandala looked at Shankou Zhengnan with a calm tone.

"You..."

Shankou Zhengnan was about to say something, but before words could come out, a sensation of unbearable itchiness spread over his body, forcing him to scratch. Yet the more he scratched, the stronger it became, making him continue scratching, even if it meant drawing blood, he couldn’t stop.

Seeing this scene, Mandala showed a disdainful smile. The female ninjas had inhaled an invisible, tasteless toxic smoke that was deadly. But for Shankou Zhengnan, she used the Seven Flowers and Seven Insects Powder, which caused unbearable itchiness and paralysis. Even if he scratched until his bones showed, he wouldn’t feel pain.

Shankou Zhengnan wanting to take advantage of her, this was the lesson.

"Slowly enjoy the upcoming time!"

Mandala glanced at Shankou Zhengnan without any pity. To make those around her live better, she wouldn’t hesitate to become a demon.

Gently closing the box door, Mandala slowly walked outside, then took out her phone and called Angel: "All the ants outside are dealt with, except for Shankou Zhengnan who is still alive, but once he’s scratched himself to the bone, he’ll be dead."

"I got it, Manman, now go to our gathering point and wait for us, I’ll be there soon to meet you."

"I understand."

After hanging up with Angel, Mandala walked towards a parked black sedan not far away, looking through the window at the suddenly noisy private club, seeing Shankou Zhengnan nearing death?

Unfortunately, her poison isn’t something just anyone can cure.

At the same time, in the Dechuan Family, Dechuan Zhenye immediately received the news of Shankou Zhengnan and the entire Shankou Family’s younger generation all dead, his face showing extreme excitement, his fist clenched tightly, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

He didn’t expect Lu Tianxing to act so quickly. Only this afternoon, he had called Lu Tianxing to say that the official forces had been taken care of, and by evening, Lu Tianxing had already acted, sweeping away the entire younger generation of the Shankou Family with thunderous force.

Now it depended on this final step; if successful, the Shankou Family would truly become a part of Tokyo’s history.