Elektra

Charlotte Doyle, who was practicing her latest defensive and offensive capabilities in the system training space, was unaware that a new guest had arrived at the Agency.

At that moment, Elektra Natchice, dressed in a stunning red outfit and possessing a curvaceous figure, pushed open the door of the Agency and walked in.

As she moved, it was as if there were turbulent waves. After entering the office, she subtly surveyed everything Agency.

Umino Iruka looked at her as she approached the service counter and asked, "Ma'am, do you have any cases you'd like to request?"

Elektra Natchis smiled sweetly and asked curiously, "I've lost something, and I wonder if I can make a request here."

Upon hearing that it was an item request, Iruka was somewhat disappointed. It was probably just a D-rank quest. However, guests are guests, and no place would refuse a reasonable request, especially not from someone like Umino Iruka from Konoha.

"Girls, if you need help finding lost items, our Charlotte Agency also accepts such cases, but please let us know in advance that our prices are not low."

"If the item is cheap for you or not of much value, we do not recommend that you place a quest with us."

Hearing Iruka's kind reminder, Elektra said earnestly, "Money is not an issue; this item is extremely important to me."

Seeing that the other party said that, Iruka did not insist, but asked, "Madam, what is your name?"

"Elektra!"

"Okay, Ms. Elektra, please follow me."

Iruka stepped out from behind the service desk and led the other person toward the adjacent Reception Room.

After sitting down in the Reception Room, Iruka took out a blank Mission Scroll, placed it in front of him, and said, "Madam, could you please tell me the specific details of the mission?"

After some discussion, Elektra finally issued a $100,000 item retrieval mission: to find a special watch.

After signing the contract, before making payment, Elektra asked somewhat apologetically, "Excuse me, where is the restroom?"

After Iruka gave Elektra directions, he waited in the hall.

After Elektra entered the bathroom, she closed the door and immediately began to examine the Ventilation Duct above her head. Then she turned on the toilet to make noise, and quickly removed the cover from the vent and crawled inside.

Following the Ventilation Duct, Elektra made her way forward, getting a general understanding of the internal structure of Charlotte Agency and the locations where the Ventilation Duct led, and even finding the places where the ventilation openings the Nexus to the outside.

When it was almost time, Elektra returned, put the partition back on, tidied herself up briefly by the sink, and then slowly walked out of the bathroom.

"Sir, is it okay to pay by card?"

Elektra walked over slowly, a bank card tucked between her fingers.

Iruka took a POS machine from the counter and gestured to Elektra that she could swipe her card.

Elektra swiped her card, paid the bill, and readily made the initial payment for the commissioned task. Then, she took the receipt and left Charlotte Agency.

Stepping out of the Agency, Elektra turned and took one last deep look at the Agency's sign. She planned to sneak in at 1 a. m. tonight, when everyone was sound asleep, to avenge her master.

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New York is exceptionally quiet at night.

71st Avenue, Forest Hills in Queens is neither Hell's Kitchen, where no one dares to go out alone at night, nor is it the safest wealthy neighborhood.

But the streets were unusually quiet tonight; by 11 p. m., there were hardly any people around.

At the Hand's temporary stronghold, the Hand had already assigned their respective attack locations.

Alexandra and Murakami are in charge of Charlotte Agency, Bakuto and Sowande are in charge of the New York Continental Hotel.

By this time, all the members of the Hand had gathered, and when the clock struck 12, the bell rang.

It was a dark and stormy night, perfect for murder. Alexandra glanced at the clock on the wall and said, "Let's go!"

The Hand members split into two groups and set off in different directions.

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As the King of Bowery" who controls all of New York's beggars and homeless, he received the news the moment 71st Avenue, Forest Hills, Queens, was blocked off.

At first, the King of Bowery didn't pay much attention. After all, it was common for the government to occasionally block off one or two streets and drive away homeless people from the streets more than once or twice.

However, when he later received news that the street where the Continental Hotel was located had also been blocked off, the King of Bowery immediately realized something was wrong, but by then it was too late.

It was past midnight.

Charlotte Agency had already closed down, and everyone, including Shizune, had returned to their rooms to rest. Even the diligent Charlotte Doyle finished her Chakra refining at 11 o'clock and went to sleep like everyone else.

At that moment, on a building a kilometer away from Charlotte Agency, a sniper had already set up a Croatian RT-20 anti-materiel sniper rifle.

Their target was the Agency's main entrance, ready to be attacked at any moment.

At that moment, an armored vehicle and three escort buses pulled up in front of Charlotte Agency.

The sunroof of the armored vehicle was raised, and a M134 Minigun was mounted on the roof, pointing directly at the door of Charlotte Agency.

At this moment, Alexandra stepped off one of the buses, followed by armed personnel in full combat gear, wearing Negasonic Teenage Warhead.

This armed team consisted of 30 people, fully equipped with night vision goggles, searchlights, Assault Rifle, pistols, grenades, and daggers—a complete set of tactical gear that gave them an impression of elite status at first glance!

Murakami stepped out of another bus, followed by 30 ninjas carefully trained by the Hand. Each of them was muscular and carried chains, scythes, and Tanto; they were all masters of close combat and assassination.

At this moment, the third bus opened its doors. This bus carried ordinary the Hand members. Although they were considered ordinary, this was only in comparison to the people on the other two buses; they were not particularly special.

However, with a full range of firearms and equipment, and wearing tactical vests and bulletproof vests, they still gave off a formidable presence.

With everyone present, Alexandra waved to signal an attack.

A the Hand member took an RPG Rocket from a weapons case, loaded it, and then aimed it at Charlotte Agency building.

He pulled the trigger directly.

"Whoosh!"

The grenade, trailing a plume of flame, hurtled towards the Agency building.

"Boom!"

A deafening explosion instantly ignited the entire block, causing parked cars to rev their engines and screech loudly.

The surging shockwave instantly destroyed the magnificent office Agency. Due to the building's structure, the building did not collapse, but it became dilapidated.

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