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The moment the arc pierced the air, the huge electrical energy and resistance environment in the "thundercloud" turned into a high-temperature furnace, and with the fire escape chakra hidden in advance, it instantly detonated a flame that was enough to kill people.

EDM, a little "gadget", is not a tribute.

Nagato's blue-purple eyes, hidden under the thick flowing sea, fluctuated for a moment.

The next moment, the flames scattered and surged in all directions, but before the gabion could pour out, it was restrained by some kind of force, and it regressed strangely.

Like a long whale sucking water, maybe just a time for the face to burn, the blazing flame light disappeared like an illusion.

The flames rolled and gathered together, turning into a cyan flame that emitted a clear light, jumping quietly on Makoto's palm, and the gabion, electric light, and water mist that had been burning out a moment ago.

"Childish." Cheng said coldly, his hand clenched into a fist, and the cyan flame in his palm scattered in the air.

The combination of the five escape techniques, the final electric spark technique, although it is only better than the exquisite conception, but even if it is a ninja, if you are caught off guard, you will die in the electric field and high temperature.

In the eyes of the man in front of him, he only got the evaluation of the word "naïve".

Nagato was silent, and an indescribable heat boiled in his veins.

The Land of Rain is too small, and apart from fighting with fewer enemies, Nagato has never encountered an opponent who can make him feel such pressure since he became an adult.

"Nagato," Yahiko raised her voice helplessly, "I say, Nagato." ”

From the moment Nagato made his move, he began to shout at him to stop, and Yahiko, who had not been listened to until now, turned to Makoto with a headache and apologized: "Makoto, this ...... Nagato is not hostile, uh...... We're not going to do anything to you. ”

For Makoto, although he didn't agree with Yahiko's overly benevolent path, he also had a very good impression of Yahiko, so although Yahiko was a little stuck in his words, Makoto interrupted him with a smile and signaled that he had received his meaning: "I understand, Yahiko, Ninja and Akatsu, even if they can't cooperate, there is no essential conflict." ”

As he spoke, he turned his eyes to look at Nagato, who was standing silently, and the conflict that broke out between the two made Makoto lose the patience to talk slowly: "But since Xiao has no intention of cooperating, the association will take some actions in the rain country in the future, and I hope that you will exercise restraint at that time." “

In the home field of the Land of Rain, it is already too much to ask the ninjas of the Land of Rain to maintain "restraint", and what is even more excessive is the flat tone of Makoto when he speaks, clearly not caring whether "Xiao" is restrained or not.

For another person, he couldn't say that he had to talk to Makoto about it, but Yahiko just smiled bitterly and said, "Xiao is just a small organization in the Land of Rain, you should tell that poisonous fish about this." ”

Makoto's eyes flashed, and he was about to speak, when he suddenly stopped, tilted his ears, and seemed to have found something.

And the three of them were not surprised to hear footsteps behind the door, accompanied by a familiar voice: "They have decided to tell Hanzo this." ”

The hidden door was pushed open, and a tall white-haired man with oil paint on his face was turned out, but his face was calm: "Am I right, Makoto? ”

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The sky and the earth turned white, and then it seemed to wait for a long time before a dull rumbling thunder came, and the buildings around them trembled faintly.

Hanzo put down the pen in his hand.

It's hard to imagine Hanzo sitting at his desk as a man as rugged as a samurai working on papers, and compared to his tall size, both the desk for two and the special chair are a size smaller.

The huge breathing apparatus obscured Hanzo's expression, but the way he looked out the window at the dark rainy night in contemplation still expressed his inner wavering at the moment.

"Hanzo-sama."

The ninja who appeared quietly bowed her head respectfully and half-knelt, her slender body indicating her gender.

"Jia? The order to prepare has been passed down? Hanzo didn't look at her, just asked slowly.

"Yes, the day after tomorrow, the gifts for the Daimyo of the Fire Nation and the Hokage are complete."

Hanzo stood up, but instead of facing the female Yushinobu named Ka, he walked to the door.

"Your Excellency?"

"It's nothing, I'm going to see the 'Sansho', the thunder just now, I can feel it, it's a little uneasy."

“…… Be. ”

Jia hesitated for a moment, but still followed.

Although I can't see it, I can imagine that the lake must be full of ripples at the moment.

The smooth and perfectly streamlined, but inexplicably fat-headed black poisonous fish was lying on the shore, chirping a little aggrieved at its owner.

Hanzo didn't crouch down to comfort it, nor did he mean to leave, just stood on the shore of the lake, looking at this poisonous fish with whom he had an indissoluble bond, his eyes were deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Jia silently stepped forward and put the cloak in his hand on the man.

The leader of the rain ninja, who is known as the "demigod" of the ninja world, of course, doesn't care about this bit of wind and rain, but in the face of the concern of the female ninja, he did not refuse.

Maybe it was the silent atmosphere, or maybe it was a relatively closed environment with only two people, this man who had always been fierce suddenly said: "Jia, do you know why I call it 'Sanjiao Fish'?" ”

The female ninja didn't answer, she knew that keeping silent at the moment was the best answer.

Hanzo's eyes fell on the sansho in the water, and continued: "This guy's mother was a highly poisonous sansho that endangered my village when I was a child, and people killed her, and when she was about to die, I was still a child, and I was used as a container to bury her highly poisonous poison bag in my body. ”

Hanzo's body didn't move, but Jia couldn't help but look at the left waist of his tall body, she knew that the highly poisonous poison bag had existed there for decades, and it had already fused with the flesh and blood of the man in front of her.

"In order to create a highly toxic person with severe poison tolerance and incomparably lethal power, I was the fifth child to be buried in that poison bag, and the reason why I did not die like the first four children was because my parents injected me with the blood of the person who was previously poisoned the night before the operation began."

Such a horrific and bloody experience turned into a bland narrative in Hanzo's mouth, not a pretentious gesture, but nothing compared to Hanzo's life experience.

"They succeeded, I buried the poison bag of the pepper fish in my body, and I was able to poison the people around me just by breathing, and in order to ensure the safety of others, I was prescribed to only breathe through my mouth."

Hanzo raised his hand and tapped the incomparably large, incomparably ugly respirator on his mouth, and seemed to smile:

"From the day I put on this respirator, I was called 'Sanshoyu' Hanzo."