While reading on phone Kagami Ichisan, hearing the security guard's words, felt a deep sense of humiliation and coldly retorted, "A gatekeeper! Don't bother me with your trivial matters!" The security guard, hearing this, was equally incensed. I'm here to guard the entrance, not to be treated like a mere dog! From the moment I saw you, I knew you weren't someone to be taken seriously. You wanted to get in, fine—now you're daring to speak so boldly? If I don't leave you crying and begging for mercy today, I'll never forgive myself for wearing this uniform. He strode over with the rubber bat in hand, thinking he'd not only hit him hard today, but also make sure that when his parents came to pick him up, they'd have to give him a good beating too. Wait—hold on. How come this high school student is so mature? His face is so solid, so full of muscle, it looks like he's in his fifties. Kagami Ichisan suddenly raised his right hand sharply, and a silver flash shot into the security guard's forehead. The security guard immediately stopped, staring straight ahead with fixed eyes, as if frozen in place. The silver flash he had just seen was a needle two inches long. Hagaya Ichisan coldly said, "Unworthy gatekeeper! I'll turn you into a dead dog. See how you can boast afterward!" With that, he turned and walked away. A few minutes later, a resident passed by and saw the security guard, greeting him, "Hi there! Are you about to patrol? You're still holding that thing in your hand... Hey, why aren't you even looking at me?" The resident thought: Usually, the security staff greet me with warm smiles and bowing and nodding. Today, though, they're so out of sorts—just ignoring me is one thing, but now they're glaring at me like I owe them money. It's simply strange. So, he walked over and pushed the guard gently, "You've gone off your rocker! What are you staring at?" "He didn't exert much force—just enough to wake up the security guard—yet, with that single push, the man collapsed straight to the ground, making a loud thud. "Hey, I didn't mean to do it! Get up!" Only then did the property owner panic, quickly kneeling down to help him. It was then that he realized the security guard had lost his breath. The owner was stunned, using both hands and legs to retreat backward, calling out frantically, "It wasn't me! It's not my fault! Someone come quickly! Someone! Someone's dead! Someone come!" His cries, nearly hysterical, echoed throughout the residential complex. Outside Qin's house,甲贺一山 frowned, having already observed the scene closely and intending to move in quietly. But the commotion had drawn attention from many, including neighbors around Qin's home. People rushed out of their homes, glancing around in confusion, unsure of what had happened. To avoid being detected,甲贺一山 had to temporarily step away. The incident of the building's security guard's death soon reached Qin Feng's ears. "Strange, how did the security guard die?" he found himself puzzled, saying, "Though every time he sees a beautiful woman, his eyes go straight ahead, his physical condition is still quite good—there's no reason he should have died suddenly right at the entrance!" Every time the women in his family came and went through the main gate, the security guard would stare at them intently. Of course, he only dared to look at them for a while; if he had attempted anything beyond that, Qin the young magnate would have surely rendered him disabled long ago. He Mu Qing added, "I find it equally strange—our neighbors have already filed a police report!" Ding dong… The doorbell rang, and Qin the young magnate stood up to open the door. Two police officers stood outside, and as soon as the door opened, they saluted him. One of them spoke, "Good morning, Colonel Qin. We are officers from the XX District Police. Since the security guard was murdered, we've come specifically to inform you..." "Murdered?" Qin the young magnate interrupted. The officer nodded and said, "Yes, it's a murder. The surveillance footage shows that just before the security guard died, he had a confrontation with a short man. The short man waved his hand, and then the guard stood motionless. Later, he was found dead. Because you and your family are particularly prominent, we've come specially to inform you. Although we don't yet have conclusive evidence identifying the killer, we'd recommend that you and your family remain cautious." "Thank you for the concern. Could you please send me a copy of the surveillance footage?" Qin Feng requested. "Of course," the officer agreed promptly. But Qin Feng, observing the subtle changes in the image, judged that a small, invisible projectile had been launched by the short man. The next scene showed the short man turning and walking away. "Sunrise nation person, a ninja," he said, tapping the table. Shu, the policewoman, furrowed her brows. "Why are you so certain? Just because he's short, isn't it? The height of Sunrise nation people has improved significantly these days—thanks to government initiatives adding calcium and other trace elements to their salt!" Qin, the young man, replied, "It's not just his height. His gait matches exactly with the ninjas I've seen in the Sunrise nation—definitely from the Kaga school!" "Looks like he really came to settle his score with you," He Muqing said, glancing again at the television image, shaking her head. "That man was simply unwise—after eliminating the security staff, he exposed himself right away!" Who knows for sure? As the saying goes, it takes two to make a splash. I suspect the security guard felt overlooked—perhaps due to his own bias—and the Japanese habit of valuing face, which often leads to friction. Clearly, there's an unresolvable conflict between them, which is why he finally lost his temper and took out the outspoken guard. "Don't worry, I'll guarantee the safety of my sisters," Isabella said with confidence. With her by their side, Qin's younger brother could now focus on handling the big guy from the Sun Kingdom. At that moment, Kaga Ichisan was two kilometers away, holding a high-powered telescope, and though he had a precision sniper rifle at his side, as a senior ninja, he wasn't particularly interested in firearms—his aim was far from accurate, often falling short even compared to newly enlisted recruits.