When Hitomi started chasing the thugs, a ninja's expression changed and he wanted to come out to stop him, but he couldn't move.
There were cuts in the skin and clothes, blood leaked out, and invisible wires blocked the movement. Once there was any abnormal movement, the head would move.
On the roof, the green-haired ninja tried to negotiate.
"The Wind Demon Party, Xinyuan, who is your Excellency?"
Zhili didn't answer him.
"Do you know what you are doing?"
"No matter which country you are ninjas from, do you really intend to become an enemy of the River Country?"
"Evergreen is an important property of the River Country, and it is not a place where you ninjas can run wild!"
"Say one more word, die." An indifferent female voice rang in my ears, and a cold murderous intention enveloped my whole body.
The source dare not say more.
Because I dare not risk my life.
He watched helplessly as his subordinates were killed by another ninja as if they were chopping melons and vegetables.
Xinyuan felt a chill.
It's not that he is cruel, he has seen many more cruel ones.
What was chilling was just that ninja's sword skills.
The Wind Demon Party has a deep research on Chakra.
And no one in the entire clan can accomplish this kind of delicate manipulation of chakra.
Even if it is just shaping chakra into a simple line shape, the difficulty is at level B, and not everyone can do it easily.
In other words, the ninja below has a ninjutsu difficulty level of at least B level for every sword strike.
Because the chakra line is the secret of the Fuma Party.
It's not something simple.
This is a monster that came out of nowhere, let alone this ninja who is not sure whether he is around or not, holding him hostage.
Cold sweat flowed on my face unconsciously.
At this time, as soon as the thread on the body was tight, I heard the other party say: "Come here, don't do unnecessary things."
The source nodded.
On the long street, Mei Ji picked up the firearm on the ground and held it in her hand to check.
Then he shot himself.
The bullet shot out, hit the palm of the hand and bounced away. The chakra layer covering the hand remained unchanged.
What, there is no primitive kunai to use.
In his own hand, kunai can penetrate this layer of chakra armor.
Although kunai can break.
Meiji threw away the pistol.
He looked at the living being brought by Juri and dropped in front of him.
The man's face looked frightened and uneasy.
Without saying anything else, Mei Ji walked away, walking along the long silent street.
After passing through the alley, you come to another street.
It's still lively here, and the commotion just now didn't disturb this prosperity.
Not long after, he and his wife walked into an izakaya.
He went straight to a table and sat down.
White Ya was drinking wine alone. After glancing at Mei Ji and the others, his eyes locked on the green-haired man.
"Who is he?" asked White Fang.
Meiji looked at Zhili.
"The Wind Demon Party." Zhili said.
"The Wind Demon Party?" Mei Ji said, "Isn't it a clan?"
"Fuuma is a large ninja group." White Fang said, "Not all of them are blood relatives. Once you join, you can call yourself Fuuma."
"I see." Mei Ji said, "Is it large in scale?"
"About a thousand people," White Fang said, a little unsure.
"It's pretty awesome." Mei Ji said.
"What have you done?" asked White Fang.
"I would like to ask you, captain." Mei Ji said, "Have you finished your work? Is it so fast?"
"What do you think I'm going to do?" said White Fang. "And what are you doing?"
"Is there any problem with killing some people?" Mei Ji replied nonchalantly.
At this time, Zhili poured three cups of tea and pushed one cup in front of Mei Ji.
Because I got into trouble without permission, I poured tea.
"A little bit, but it's not a big problem." White Fang said, "It doesn't reveal who we are."
"Of course, we are ANBU." Meiji did not touch the tea.
Seeing this, Zhili took out a handful of candies, placed them in front of Mei Ji, and looked at Mei Ji.
Tong shrank his neck and remained silent.
"That's no problem," said White Fang.
"Do you have any suggestions, captain?" Mei Ji asked.
"Yes, let's run...shall we?" White Fang suggested, watching the interaction between the three of them.
"Why are you running?" Mei Ji asked: "Will there be trouble in the village?"
"My name," said White Fang.
"Sure enough." Meiji said, looking at the captured creature.
"I don't know anything, don't kill me." Xinyuan said immediately.
"In other words..." Mei Ji sneered: "Are we the umbrella of this place?"
White Fang nodded hesitantly and said, "You can also say that we'd better not interfere with things here."
"Oh~" Meiji said: "The Sandaime really doesn't refuse anyone who comes, and he dares to spend any money."
"So, what are you going to do when I get back to the village? Punish me?"
"Don't mess around!" White Teeth said: "The Sandaime doesn't know the situation here, and at this juncture, he is at odds with the daimyo. What will happen to the war, food, and equipment?"
"Are you sure he really doesn't know?" Mei Ji chuckled and said, "What does ANBU do for food?"
White Fang was silent.
"I said, how about killing the daimyo and allowing the ninjas to rule the Fire Country themselves."
White Fang's heart skipped a beat, and he lowered his voice and said, "Please! Don't come up with such strange thoughts. We are ninjas? We govern the country? Are you crazy?"
Fire Nation?
After capturing the key information, the source's eyelids jumped.
It’s over!
Dead!!!
"I'm not crazy." Mei Ji said: "In that position, a dog can be tied up. As long as there are people working below and the dog does not cause trouble, it is enough."
Are you insinuating me?
White Fang scratched his head and went crazy.
At this time, Meiji looked at Hitomi and said, "It's useless even if I smash this place to pieces, Hitomi."
"If it's broken, you can build another one. It's not a big deal."
"As long as these women are in this country, they cannot escape this fate."
"And without these women, wouldn't there be many other women?"
"If you bring these women back to the Land of Fire."
"Don't tell me how to arrange their lives."
"Guess, someone will drive these women out of the Country of Fire."
"Guess who that person will be."
"Guess again, we will receive a mission called escort, which is actually an escort."
"The most fundamental cause of the disease cannot be solved." Mei Ji said: "Even if this piece of rotten flesh is cut off, the new flesh will continue to rot."
"That's why I say it's a waste of time."
"And how many places like this do you think there are in this country?"
"Is it all going to be smashed to pieces?"
"How about..." Tong whispered, "Don't smash it?"
"Why not smash it?" Mei Ji picked up a candy, put it in her mouth and bit it.
There was a loud bang.
Then he said fiercely: "Although it's useless, it's comfortable."
"Everything was smashed to pieces!"
Under the mask, Tong smiled brightly and whispered viciously: "Smash them all!"
Zhili picked up a candy and put it in his mouth.
While they were talking, some diners in the izakaya quietly left, and soon there was no one else except Miki's table.
Obviously, they are coming.
White Fang, who had a headache, picked up a glass of wine, took a sip, and said, "The Wind Demon Party is not simple."
Mei Ji looked at Huokou and said, "Do you have anything to say?"
Xinyuan's eyes were shaking, and he finally decided to say firmly: "With just the four of you, there is no chance of winning."
"You're so tough." As she said that, Mei Ji stretched out her hand, and the black parasite crawled out.
Xinyuan looked at these insects and felt his scalp numb.