No matter how much he doesn't like the foggy weather, it reminds him of his days in the Blood Mist Ninja Village......

"Daddy really can't do it, let's run away!" said the long-haired woman holding her husband's hand.

Holding his wife's trembling hand, the man smoked in silence.

The man was bald and had no eyebrows, and a scar slanted from his eyebrow bone to the side of his ear, cutting off a small half of his earlobe. He swallowed the clouds, and the cigarette grew shorter and shorter, and gradually burned to his fingers.

Finally, as soon as his fingers burned, the man threw down the cigarette in his hand and crushed the cigarette butt that had sunk into the dirt with his foot.

He took a deep breath and said viciously: "Well, there is no hope for this ninja village, let's escape!"

"Mom, you go and pack up some money, wake up Xiao and don't cut it again!"

Hearing her husband's words, the wife's face was overjoyed, and she hurriedly went into the house to clean up.

The man was a mid-ninja in Wuyin Village, and the woman was an ordinary villager. The reason why they want to flee is not because they have committed any mistakes, but because they are evading ninja service.

Ninja military service has always been the village policy of the Fog Hidden Village, and every family's school-age children will undergo a four-year ninja training when they reach the age and then participate in it compulsorily.

Among the five major countries, the ninja selection of the Fog Hidden Village, which has the least land and the least population, has always been the most intense, but the cruelty of its lower ninja selection is the degree of ninja selection among the other ninja villages.

And once he passed the selection of the lower ninja, he had to accept the more brutal task of the ninja village.

However...... Before the implementation of the Blood Mist Policy, the villagers and children were still proud to be a ninja.

Mass evasion of ninja service began after the Blood Mist policy.

In the blood mist policy, the number of survivors selected by the shinobi is mandatory, instead of competing for a fixed number of places in the past.

As a parent, who would want to send their children to death?

As a result, some ninjas began to secretly flee the ninja village with their children, and they would face the elite ninja pursuit force of the Fog Hidden Village.

This year, the kid of the Momochi family is at the age of participating in the Shinobi selection.

After finishing his ninja training, after saying hello to his father, who was standing in the yard smoking a cigarette, he just wanted to lie on the bed and sleep well, but as soon as he entered the room, he saw his mother cleaning up.

"Mom, what are you doing?"

"Momochi, you don't have to participate in the ninja selection, let's escape from this ninja village. Mom turned around, held her face with both hands and said excitedly.

"You don't have to participate in the ninja audition!" That way, you don't have to kill your familiar friends. During training, the instructor kept saying that even if the best friends meet, be ready to take out the kunai at any time.

Ninja or something, no matter how much he doesn't chop, he doesn't really want to be a ninja, he likes fishing more.

Don't cut ...... again Don't cut ...... again His father gave him this name at the end of the Second Great Shinobi War. His father hoped that after that terrible war was over, there would be no war in this world.

His son no longer had to take up his sword and slash at his enemies.

However...... It's impossible.

As a result, the meaning of the name of the re-beheading was changed by the Shangnin, who taught him the silent killing technique, to behead with one blow, and there was no need to cut off the second slash.

However, if he doesn't cut it now, he may be able to regain the original meaning of his name.

Whew!

At night, taking advantage of the night and thick fog, the Taodi family ran wildly in the forest outside the village. At this moment, the peach field that was running at the front stopped and hit his father's back hard without slashing.

Their waists were held together by a rope to avoid being separated in the thick fog.

He heard voices when he was still quiet, and in addition to the sound of his own violent heartbeat, he heard footsteps and rapid breathing.

In front of him, his father had untied the rope around his waist, and his hand looked in the direction from which the voice came from.

And the mother was already shaking violently as she held her hand.

"Is it the Taodi family?" The silhouettes of several figures gradually appeared in the dense fog, four people, two large and two small.

"Yes, you are...... Panasonic family!"

"Whew~ It's okay, it's not a ninja chasing and killing troops. "Don't hear the man in the fog again.

"Matsushita Nakashinobi, do you want to be together, so we can take care of each other. "The father who doesn't cut it anymore said.

"It's okay!" Several figures gradually became clear in the thick fog, and they saw the familiar Matsushita family again.

"What a coincidence, I didn't expect you to ......," Matsushita said.

"There is no hope for the village now. Momochi said with some hatred.

After complaining to each other, the two families continued on their journey. The children of the Matsushita family are twin sisters, and if they don't behead, they will follow them.

Panasonic, on the other hand, took the initiative to take on the task of protecting the rear of the team.

Silent killing, as its name suggests, kills without a sound. In just an instant, Matsushita was beheaded, and black and red blood sprayed on his wife's body, causing her to scream heartbreakingly, but without a breath, the scream stopped abruptly.

"Run!" he heard his father. So he began to run headlessly.

At the moment of starting, he saw a white mask emerging from the thick fog, and the mist turned into a cloud covering the edge of the mask, like a ghost that locks the soul.

The gap between elite ninjas and ordinary ninjas is huge. Momochi Nakashinobu didn't last long, and soon a short knife was inserted into his heart.

He heard the cries of his twin sisters as they were caught, and he didn't look back. He didn't run very fast, but he made only a faint sound.

The thick white mist obscured the ninja's vision, and he didn't think he might be able to escape.

However, he was finally quietly grabbed by a ninja who was chasing the troops, and lifted it up like a cat.

Don't look at the eyes behind the miserable white mask, they are a pair of familiar eyes. It was the eye of the shinobi who taught him the art of silent killing.

"Why?"

"Because you are the heir to my silent killing technique. ”

"If you don't cut again, it should mean that you don't have to cut a second time!"

Carrying the collar that never cut it again, the shinobi wearing a miserable white mask said coldly.