Onijiao did not encourage the slaves living in the city to follow him into the Nagashima house. He could not do such a thing.

And if he really encourages these slaves to come together, it will be a burden to him.

What he can do is very simple, that is, use the ninja sword in his hand to destroy all the ruling classes in Gray Mist City...

Kill them all!

There is a ridiculous saying circulating in the ninja world——

The chains of hatred cannot be cut off. Hatred will continue from generation to generation and there will never be peace.

Ghost dating is never approved.

He knows very well that the chain of hatred can be broken, as long as one party is completely eliminated.

Yes!

As long as one of them is completely eliminated, the so-called chain of hatred will no longer exist.

If there is still a continuation, then continue to kill.

Onigao knew that the Sarutobi and Shimura clans were sent to a bitter cold place to grow potatoes.

Not a slave, but better than a slave.

He had no intention of questioning Qianye's actions.

But if it were him, he would kill everyone without hesitation.

'Hokage-sama is the sun that shines in the ninja world. Let me handle such dirty things with this sword.'

Cleaning has begun.

...

Nagashima Kirijuro asked worriedly: "Master, do you think collecting the hearts and livers of virgins and refining them into elixirs can really extend my life?"

He is a member of the Yongdao family. He has been in power for more than forty years and is the most unequivocal emperor in Gray Mist City.

At this time, the uncrowned tyrant's hair was gray, and his face had so many wrinkles that it could trap a fly. His eyes were no longer as sharp and sinister as they were when he was young, and now looked more turbid and uneasy.

He began to seriously worry about death and wanted to pursue more life.

"Sir Nagadao, please rest assured that this is the secret medicine of our Kongwu Temple. As long as the main raw materials are of high quality, you can definitely refine a life-extending medicine."

Nagashima Kirijuro received the assurance, and his tense face relaxed slightly:

"There is nothing else in Gray Mist City. There are many people driving around. I have ordered people to search everywhere. I will ask the master to take a look at it when the time comes."

Host of Kongwu Temple: "It's easy to talk, easy to talk."

"Master Lao has everything to do with it."

"Come here," Nagashima Kirijuro clapped his hands and called the servant: "Bring over the gift I prepared for the master."

The servant bowed down and bowed down, and soon, three fair-skinned young girls who were so tender that they could squeeze out water were brought in.

In addition to these three young girls, there are also three handsome boys with red lips and white teeth.

A total of 6 people gathered, all with uneasiness on their faces.

They are the gifts that Nagashima Kirijuro said.

Yes, in the eyes of a big shot like Nagashima Kirijuro, these six boys and girls are not people, but tools.

A tool used to maintain social interactions and bring relationships closer.

"Master, please see if they can penetrate your eyes."

The host of Kongwu Temple was like a diner who came to a pork stall to buy pork. He glanced at these six people and looked at their pure, beautiful, charming or handsome appearance. He couldn't help but roll his throat, swallowed his saliva in big mouths, and forced himself to hold on.

Calm down and nodded slightly:

"Nagashima-sama is very thoughtful. I am very satisfied with this gift."

Nagashima Kirijuro put his hands on his hands and said with a smile: "As long as Master is satisfied."

After saying that, he seemed to put on a mask and scolded with a cold face:

"Where are the tools the master needs? Why haven't they been sent to me yet?"

"Those oxen, horses and beasts have rough hands and feet, I will go and hurry them up right now." The butler in silk clothes said with a flattering smile.

"Yes." Nagashima Kirijuro nodded calmly.

After a few minutes, groups of strong and healthy slaves came in carrying various tools.

There are wooden crosses, tables and chairs, and charcoal stoves. There are two types of stoves, one for barbecue and one for hot pot.

In addition, there are various types of torture instruments.

Although these torture instruments have been cleaned several times, the blood stains and fishy smell on them still cannot be washed away, which makes people feel chilly in their hearts.

"Come here, help Master tie up these mouths."

The strong slaves tied the three pairs of boys and girls to the cross.

"Where is my bowl?" the abbot of Kongwu Temple asked the monk behind him.

"Host, here it is." The monk quickly lined up the bowls one by one as if offering treasures.

Some of them are discs, some are rice bowls, some are soup bowls, the tachyons are also long or short, and they look as smooth as jade.

Various Buddha statues and pictures from Buddhist scriptures are engraved on it.

Although the styles are different, their materials are all made of bone.

And it’s from a baby’s bones!

Skull, arm bones, ribs, leg bones...

The mouth of the host of Kongwu Temple was salivating like crazy. He couldn't wait to enjoy the feast.

In order to show his enthusiasm and respect for the master, he took the initiative to invite:

"Nagashima-sama, would you like to stay and taste my craftsmanship together?"

"Such a treasure is hard to find, so how can I try to steal it from others? Master, please help yourself." Nagashima Kirijuro stood up and spread his hands to signal.

"Hahahaha, Mr. Yongdao is indeed a famous figure in the world. If so, I won't be polite."

"Master, please enjoy it slowly." Nagashima Kirijuro smiled and left with his servants.

"So, how can we help you get rid of this suffering?" The abbot of Konggiri Temple sat on a chair, thinking about how to enjoy this gift from Nagashima Kirijuro.

"By the way, I haven't used water polo for a long time. Let's start with water polo today."

The three pairs of boys and girls finally realized their fate at this moment. Their faces suddenly changed and they begged for mercy in panic.

"Hahahaha, that's the expression, that's the look." The kind-hearted host laughed crazily.

"Not enough, not enough, your expressions are not enough!"

While the host of Kongwu Temple was talking, he formed a ninja seal, and a ball of water the size of a basketball appeared and covered the head of the boy on the far left.

The boy couldn't breathe, and his face soon turned red and purple.

His body struggled desperately, squirming, and there were bloody marks on his limbs.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The host of Kongwu Temple just admired this 'beautiful scene', then lifted the technique, and said with an intoxicated smile:

"Yes, this is the expression you want."

Another ball of water appeared, this time covering the beautiful girl.

The abbot of Kongwu Temple picked up a sharp knife and stepped forward. The blade swiped across it, causing the thin clothes to split.

The cold blade touched the girl's delicate skin and drifted away from Lingling's pretty body:

"Where to start?"

"No, don't kill me." The beautiful girl whose head was covered by the water ball begged, spitting out big mouthfuls of blisters.

"That's a nice expression, I'm very satisfied!" The blade master of Kongwu Temple heard the girl's thigh and gently shaved off a large piece of meat.

The monk he brought quickly caught it and moved his hands skillfully in the way the abbot of Kongwu Temple liked.

"Ahhhh!" The girl's facial features twisted together in pain, and she screamed in agony.

When the other five people saw this scene, some were so frightened that they became incontinent.

An unpleasant stench spread throughout the room.

The host of Kongwu Temple seemed not to be able to smell it, and even took a deep breath intoxicatedly:

"Yes, that's it, that's it."

The water in the water balloon poured into the girl's trachea and she was suffocating!

The host of Kongwu Temple sat on a chair, admiring the girl's painfully twisted expression while smelling the aroma of meat on the oven.

Just when he was about to enjoy it, the door to the room suddenly opened.

"Master, a ninja is coming!"
To be continued...