The Lost Clan of Naruto

Zhishu Uzumaki, who was still holding the sword, frowned, he didn't expect things to go so smoothly.

It stands to reason that a person who can stand out from other forces should not make such a low-level mistake.

Take in such a spineless subordinate.

But looking at the man in front of him, there is no sense of pretense at all.

If someone can really make such a subtle disguise, I am afraid they will not stay vigil here.

Thinking of this, Zhishu Uzumaki didn’t delay any longer, so he asked directly.

"Since you are afraid of death, then I will give you a chance. Where is Harada detained?"

Uzumaki Zhishu's cold voice was also mixed with his own murderous aura.

He believed that the man in front of him was not even a ninja, and he definitely couldn't maintain his composure under such a momentum.

"I don't know! Please spare me."

A hint of surprise flashed in Kato Hiroshi's eyes, but he was even more frightened.

Even though the sharp blade had been placed by his neck, he still did not dare to confide in half a word.

Cheng!

The sound of the air being cut by a sharp blade sounded, everything was so simple.

But an arm had been separated from Kato Hiroshi's body, and blood was gushing out quickly.

His eyes widened, and the intense pain made him want to scream.

But the neck was deeply pinched by the red-haired devil.It seems that he is not worried about the excessive force on his hands, and accidentally suffocates him.

What a scary person.

This is the definition given by Hiroshi Kato to the child in front of him.

The ghost knows why this child has so much strength at a young age.

But the blood on his arm was still flowing, although I don't know what kind of method the person in front of him used to slow down his blood flow a lot.But he knew one thing very clearly,

If this continues, then he will really die.

"This is a lesson. You have no value in front of me. If you don't say anything, then I will kill you."

Uzumaki Zhishu's voice at the moment was exceptionally indifferent. As he said, he didn't care about the life or death of the person in front of him.

Although he insists on a lot of justice, justice does not mean that he will not punish the wicked.

With that, Uzumaki Tomoki threw Kato Hiroshi on the ground, pressing against the severed arm.

The blood rushed out again.

Kato Hiroshi suddenly had an urge to die, but he didn't understand why he didn't even feel fainting until now.

Still have to endure this incomparable pain.

Tomoki Uzumaki looked at Kato Hiroshi, who was rolling on the ground, and said lightly, "Don’t want to faint, in front of a medical ninja, I don’t want you to die. You will not die if you don’t want to continue. If you are being abused, let’s say it as soon as possible."

"I, but I really don't know!"

There was another light sigh.

It seems to be sorry for the person in front of him.

"Although I don't believe in gods, people should atone for what they do"

Cheng!

There was another faint metal rubbing sound,

After the voice rang, Zhishu Uzumaki wiped his Qingquan Sword under this month.

Behind him, there are already two bodies.

But Uzumaki Zhishu's eyes were still bright, he was a sentimental person.

But his sentimentality is only aimed at the people he cares about.

This night, the village of carp is destined to not be peaceful

Da da

Uzumaki Zhishu was originally black ninja boots, as if connected to this darkness.

Such a gentle stepping sound gradually resounded through every corner of the village of Li.

But it was gradually approaching in one direction, and the place where the footsteps had been stepped on, there were already corpses all over the field.

"Dai Er? Are you really not telling anyone the location of the imprisonment field? Or that your methods have been so bad that you are such a cowardly subordinate who would rather accept my punishment to death? Tell your secret"

Uzumaki Zhishu was meditating in his heart, but his eyes were looking at the direction in front of him.

In his right hand, there is still that sharp Qingquan sword.

The re-forging of Seiichi Ito’s father seems to have turned this originally very ordinary sword into a very sophisticated weapon.

Enough people have been killed, and Zhishu Wuxi will not stop and wipe the blood on Qingquan Sword.

The cold rain in the sky is helping Zhishu Uzumaki doing these tasks.

It was like the legendary Demon Blade Village Rain, whenever it was bloodthirsty, it would automatically seep out clear water to clean the blade.

And now, Zhishu Uzumaki is reaching his end.

Through the degree of dispersion of these inspectors, as well as their core, and their own perception.

The real core position in this village is here.

There are many chakras here, and for the murderous bandits, the combat power here has been extremely surprising.

"I am afraid that Dai Er did not expect that someone would directly kill his core instead of conducting rescue operations."

Uzumaki Zhishu took a breath, expelling the last trace of distracting thoughts from his mind.

There are many ways to rescue Harada.