"If it's about chasing the troops, they're already here. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

As soon as the young man's voice fell, a warning sign appeared in Fang Jiro's heart.

Shout!

From the dense rain curtain outside, a wave of shuriken cut through the rain and shot towards Bojiro!

Fang Jiro roared angrily, and he didn't know when there was an extra kunai in his hand. Even if he was seriously injured, he still had an extraordinary shadow-level reflexes, and with the kunai in his hand, he easily knocked down the shuriken that was shooting at him.

"Their target is me, two, I'm going out to fight them, you take this opportunity to leave quickly!"

Fang Jiro's hands were sealed, and the wind and rain in the outside world began to change, and the rain gathered together, turning into a twenty or thirty meter-long anaconda, roaring and showing its posture.

"Ahem!"

Blood spilled from the corners of Bojiro's mouth, and the wound on his body that had not yet healed burst again, and red blood flowed out. Shui Dun is the most expensive escape technique, and with his current physical condition, even if he has a shadow-level ninjutsu attainment, he can't exert his strength at all.

Fang Jiro tried his best to maintain ninjutsu, and the chasing force hidden in the rain curtain in the outside world didn't seem to expect him to have such strength, and he didn't act rashly for a while.

"Two, now, let's go!"

Bojiro turned around and shouted, only to see the young man slowly get up and take the oil-paper umbrella from the woman's hand.

The young man walked past Fang Jiro, and with a light touch, he just broke Fang Jiro's chakra flow, and Fang Jiro's body was numb, and the ninjutsu that was forcibly maintained collapsed and scattered.

"Sir, please rest well. Don't move rashly, the injury will get worse. ”

The young man spread the oil-paper umbrella in his hand, looked at the rain outside, and made a complaining sound.

"Ah, really, I wouldn't want to fight in the rain if I could."

He turned his head and said to the woman, "Then, Qianji, this gentleman will trouble you to take care of it, and I will be back soon." “

After that, under the horrified gaze of Bojiro, he stretched out his umbrella to block the thick rain curtain, and walked outside like a walk.

"Soon, I'll be back."

……

Pop, pop, soybean-sized raindrops fell overwhelmingly, but they made a crisp and beautiful sound when they fell on the oil-paper umbrella, which was dispersed by a layer of invisible wind current, and turned into a mist that filled the young man.

In the rain, the troops in charge of chasing and killing Bojiro were ready to move, and slowly showed their figures.

The young man's eyes narrowed slightly: "Ah, it's not a special pursuit unit." ”

His eyes focused on a scythe pattern on their uniforms, and he couldn't help but laugh. The scythe shaped like a crescent moon made a deep impression on him. Ten years ago, the owner of that scythe easily suppressed the combined attack of him and the three shinobi with a fierce and invincible attitude.

"Hanzo's personal guards? Oh, it looks like I've met quite an unusual person. “

The masked rain ninja stirred, not because of anything else, but because of the name that came out of the young man's mouth without taboo.

"How dare you call God by name?"

"Those who blaspheme will be severely punished!"

A hint of surprise flashed in the young man's eyes, and there was a hint of excitement in his eyes.

"So, you're already carrying out a brainwashing campaign for deification?"

"That's really not interesting."

He sighed lightly, and a piercing sword appeared in his hand: "I originally wanted to cut off the head of Hanzang with my sword skills, but now that I see you like this, this interest is greatly reduced." ”

"Hanzo, I've been contaminated by desire, and I've fallen from the altar to the mortal world."

"Ignorant fanatic!" Hanzo's guards made angry noises, and they had been brainwashed and educated for a long time, and they regarded Hanzo as a living god, and they could not tolerate any insults from Hanzo.

"Die!"

The rain turned into a thousand books, and the black poisonous water mixed in it, enveloping the young man's whole body.

"Blasphemous fools, turn into pus!"

The young man turned around, the sword in his hand had disappeared for some time, and a hazy azure wind enveloped his body, just like the azure fashion.

The black rain fell from the sky, completely covering the young man, and the rain ninja's eyes showed the pleasure of punishing the blasphemer that belonged to the fanatics.

However, in the next moment, denser than rain, faster than thunder, endless fine and invisible wind blades erupted, plowing the area so that not even blood was left.

The young man held up an oil-paper umbrella and walked back to the cave.

……

Tick, tick, water trickled down the wet oil-paper umbrella, and cold sweat flowed down Bojiro's forehead.

At the entrance of the cave just now, he witnessed the young man crushing those rain ninja like ants. If those are all lower ninjas, it is acceptable, but he knows in his heart that those rain ninjas are the most elite ninjas who belong to the Hanzo Guard!

The young man placed the oil-paper umbrella at the mouth of the cave and looked at Bojiro with an interested gaze.

"There are no more intruders, so I'd love to ask this gentleman a question."

"You can be hunted down by Hanzo's personal guards, and your strength has reached the level of shadows, you shouldn't be Hanzo's right and left hand like the Minister of Darkness, right?"

Bojiro's gaze moved, but he didn't give an answer, but looked at the young man and the woman with a sharp gaze.

"Before I tell me who I am, shouldn't you also declare your identities?"

"What is the purpose of two ninjas with such strength entering our rain country without a sound?"

He clenched kunai.

"Although it's rude to do this to the savior, although I won't be the opponent of the two even when my strength is intact, I'm really sorry, if the two of you don't say their intentions, or if they have bad thoughts about the country of rain, even if they fight for their lives, they will never let the slightest information leak."

A hint of surprise flashed in the young man's eyes.

"Obviously they were chased and killed by the Rain Ninja Village, but do you still want to keep information for them?"

Fangjiro's face was calm.

"Internal strife is infighting, and intelligence related to state secrets should not be leaked rather than die. I always keep this in mind. “

The young man touched his head, looking very nerve-wracking.

"Ah, really, that's why it's troublesome, facing such a brainless ninja."

He scratched his head and said in distress: "It seems that if you don't disclose your identity and intentions, you won't be able to get your help." ”

"I really can't help it."

The young man gave Fang Jiro the etiquette of meeting for the first time: "Then, this brainless gentleman, I am Ming Yuan, and this is my wife Chiki." ”

"We came to the Land of Rain, well, half of it was forced, and the other half was for ......"

"Mingyuan...... Mingyuan ......" When he heard Mingyuan's name, a strange brilliance flashed in Fangjiro's eyes, "Yes, yes, yes, no wonder, no wonder, no wonder." ”

"It's you!"

"It's you!"

Montagonous anger appeared in Bojiro's eyes, like lightning and fire, and the kunai in his hand pierced Mingyuan's throat. (To be continued.) )