"Unexpectedly, you rats who only know how to hide behind the shadows and sneak attack, and can't see the light, are also here, oh, I almost forgot, it is because of the 'excellent' protection of your group of bullshit ninjas that our great emperor has been humiliated, and our entire footbasin empire has been humiliated, you are here today to be embarrassed again?"

When Sato Creed came to the door of the Pure Country Shrine, he happened to meet the thirteen ghost ninjas who had just arrived, looking at the thirteen ghost ninjas who were covered with their faces and looked unsightly, Sato Creed raised his eyebrows, and couldn't help but say sarcastically.

As the best heir of the Sato family for hundreds of years, Sato Creed is very proud, he is like his father, no, it should be said that like most kendo masters, they simply look down on those ninjas who hide in the shadows and play sneak attacks.

As for his exit provocation just now, it was nothing to him, the kendo master of the footbasin and the ninja had been at odds for a long time, and it would be really strange if something didn't happen when the two sides met.

"You...... You...... What did you say! ”

Hearing Sato Creed's sarcasm, one of the ghost ninjas, suddenly stepped forward with anger on his face, and shouted at him, and as he spoke, the ghost ninja's hands were already on the ninja knife on his waist, not only him, but the remaining twelve also glared angrily at Sato Creed.

This guy Sato Creed is simply slapping them, and this slap, the slap is only a snap, and one after another, their faces are almost swollen.

"Why, I told you that it hurts? Annoyed and angry? Want to fight? Just you shit...... You're here, oh, thirteen, you thirteen pieces of shit, and that's the only way to get me a little bit interested in you. ”

Looking at the thirteen ghost shinobi who were glaring at him, Sato Creed's eyes suddenly narrowed, and his right hand was placed on the katana at his waist without a trace. With a mocking and disdainful tone, he said to the thirteen ghost ninjas, although Sato Creed was very plain on the surface, but his heart was already very excited.

"They will be my first battle after I go out, and the heads of these thirteen ninjas will be my first medal of honor!" Sato Creed shouted excitedly in his heart, he felt that his long knife had already given birth to a thirst for ninja blood.

"Boy, since you want to die. Then we will fulfill you, you can rest assured, we will not let you die happily, we are thirteen, we will definitely let you taste all the torture in the world, at least let you wail for seven days and seven nights. ”

Listening to Sato Creed's words full of mockery and disdain, among the thirteen people, the ghost ninja who should be their little leader slammed out the ninja knife at his waist. He stepped forward and pointed at Sato Creed with the tip of his knife and said inwardly.

As soon as his words fell, the remaining twelve demon ninja also pulled out the ninja knife on their waists, and the tip of the knife pointed at Sato Creed. A cold light shot out from the eyes of both sides, and the air seemed to freeze at this moment, and the battle was about to break out!

"Stop! Stop it! ”

Just when the parties were preparing for action. A burst of cheers that was not very confident sounded, and the next moment, a person with the rank of major general slammed in. Prepare the middle of the warring sides.

"Everybody...... Everyone stop, don't hurt the harmony, everyone is serving the empire, a family, a family, and the head of this bastard Yama has been taken down, don't lose the big because of the small. ”

The major general was sandwiched between the two sides, sweating profusely and persuading both sides, his tone was a little humble, no way, don't look at him as a major general, don't look at the 2,000 younger brothers under him, but he knew that none of these two groups of people could be offended by him.

The name of the ninja, is it not clear that he is a footbasin man? To put it bluntly, if the ninja really wants to kill him, his 2,000 little brother will definitely not be able to prevent it, how can the name of the ninja be called in vain?

As for the sword-wielding man called Sato Creed, since he dares to fight with these thirteen ninjas, it proves that he is not a character to mess with, at least he can't afford to be provoked by this little major general, in the footbasin, the major general is not a big rank, not to mention more, there are one hundred and eighty, which can't help but let him not lower his posture.

"Humph! For the sake of this major general, let you go for the time being, and when I take off the head of that Yama, you ...... Hum!

We went to the backyard to defend, and it was more likely that Yama would come in through the façade. ”

Hearing the words of the major general who suddenly rushed in, the leading ninja took the lead in retracting his offensive posture, and said coldly to Sato Creed, saying to Sato Creed in an extrajudicial tone

Of course, it's not that this major general's face is big, but after the short momentum contact just now, both sides are in their hearts, of course, they can kill that Sato Creed, but their side can't please them, at least they have to die more than half of them, he doesn't want to be one of those big ones, he hasn't tasted the taste of the elementary school student he just got yet.

So then the major general stepped forward, he took advantage of the situation to break away from the atmosphere of the battle, turned around and walked towards the backyard of the Pure Country Shrine without looking back, and the twelve ninjas also followed knowingly.

"It's a bunch of rats that can't see the light of day......"

Looking at the thirteen ghost ninja who didn't look back, Sato Creed also let go of the katana he was holding, and although he was quietly relieved in his heart, he still sneered coldly.

Hearing Sato's words, the bodies of the thirteen demon ninjas couldn't help but stiffen, and then, as if they hadn't heard anything, they continued to walk forward, but several of them shook their hands unnaturally.

"Let's go, Mr. Major General, since the group of rats has chosen the backyard, then I will choose the center, since that Yama boasted that he wanted to blow up our shrine, then the central shrine must be his only place, if he doesn't come, it's just that, come...... Don't even think about leaving! ”

Retracting his gaze at the group of ninjas, Sato Creed said lightly to which major general, and when he said the end, there was a trace of excitement and fanaticism in his tone, and he seemed to have seen the time to cut off the head of Yama with his own hands and receive a great honor.

"Ahem, Mr. Sato is wise, the shrine in the center of the shrine, by you in charge, it must be foolproof, I will first congratulate Mr. Sato on his victory, and I will also be responsible for the security of the periphery of the shrine, so I will be lost first."

Hearing Sato Creed's words, the major general laughed a few times with a smiling face, and then found an excuse to disappear, in front of Sato Creed, he felt extremely uncomfortable, as if facing a man-eating tiger.

Maybe this is the momentum of the legendary master, the major general, who is getting farther and farther, muttered in his heart.

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"Dear audience friends, I am a reporter from the Footbasin Entertainment Daily, everyone looks at the direction of our camera, in front of us is our Pure Country Divine Toilet, today is the arrogant Yama, boasting about the day when Haikou said that he would blow up our Pure Country Divine Toilet, judging from the picture, our empire has sent heavy troops to surround this place, just now I also saw a few legendary ninjas entering, this time the empire will definitely catch the so-called Yama."

At the door of the Jingguo Divine Toilet, there were a lot of footbasin reporters, gathered there, trying to get the so-called first-hand information, one of them had a ghost-like female reporter with a ghost-like face, holding a microphone and saying to the camera in a very disgusting tone.

Around the Pure Country Shrine, in addition to those reporters who are not afraid of death, there are also many so-called "patriotic" people who gather around the Pure Country Toilet and do not leave, and those people are still shouting, let Yama get out of the footbasin, let Yama die, the greatest footbasin nation and so on.

"See, everyone see, our nation is full of strength and unity, as long as everyone is like these patriots, when our footbasin nation stands on top of the world, it will be just around the corner."

Looking at those who were patriotic like snake spirits, which Obasang reporter had a disgusting smile on his face, with an excited almost high. Chao's tone roared, and after speaking, he also moved the camera to the people with the highest voices and the most powerful shouts, people wearing military uniforms during World War II, and when they saw the camera move to them, the arrogance of those people suddenly became even more arrogant.

"Hey...... The nation of foot basins is really annoying! Call it, I don't believe it, how long can you call under the sun on this hot day, hehe. ”

In a high-rise building not too close to the Pure Country Divine Toilet, not too far away, Qin Tian stood under the sun umbrella, with a cold drink in one hand and a sharpshooter in the other, looking at the footbasin people who were constantly shouting through the scope of the sharpshooter.

Looking at the way those people danced, a feeling like watching a monkey rose in his heart, especially those patriots who had begun to wipe their sweat, Qin Tian said with a strange smile.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for those energetic patriots to stick out their tongues like dead dogs, and after a while, they were completely honest, looking at those footbasin people looking for water everywhere, Qin Tian drank a big sip of cold drink, and the pride in his heart became stronger.

You're jumping again, keep jumping, what about your spiritual head just now, I look at it right, why is it soft so quickly, the footbasin man just doesn't use it.

Under the parasol, drinking cold drinks, blowing the air conditioner, looking at the group of foot basin dogs, exposed to the sun at thirty-five or six degrees, the heat is about to become a dead dog, Qin Tian's mood is called a good, sure enough, people have a comparison to know what is good. (To be continued......)