At the city wall of Vortex Tide Village, directly under the city wall of the Fog Hidden Camp, in the shadows where the sun does not shroud, Vortex Cheng, Vortex Ming and Vortex Liang gather here.

They were discussing something in a whisper, and not far away, there were pieces of ruins scattered everywhere, only a dozen meters away from the city wall.

"I still think there are a lot of flaws in this method, and the patriarch may not take the bait." Vortex Liang looked worried, and from time to time he glanced back at the buildings in the central area, obviously thinking about it.

Compared with the sturdy Vortex Ming, Vortex Liang is undoubtedly much smaller in terms of height and weight, as well as courage and courage, and it is easier to get caught up in details and become indecisive when thinking about problems.

"What do you want to do now?" The whirlpool urn said angrily, snorted heavily, and said bluntly: "The left and right riches are fighting here, everything is successful or failing, and it is all up to heaven to live or die." ”

"Liang, at this juncture, you are still so cowering, you are undoubtedly messing with yourself."

After Vortex Ming finished speaking, a trace of displeasure appeared on Vortex Liang's face, and it seemed that he was extremely dissatisfied with the evaluation of his companion to him.

But before he could speak, Makoto Uzumaki suddenly spoke, and the first thing he said was, "Can you two shut up?" ”

Noticing that there was no expression on Vortex Cheng's face, and his expression seemed to be cold to the extreme, Vortex Liang and Vortex Ming did not dare to slack off, and closed their mouths one after another.

As a subordinate of Makoto Uzumaki for many years, and a confidant who knows his secrets, Ryoshi Uzumaki and Akira Uzumaki know too well the horror of Makoto Uzumaki.

Therefore, it's okay for Vortex Cheng not to speak, but as long as he speaks and gives a clear order, then Vortex Liang and Vortex Ming will not dare to disobey.

All of this is not only because of Vortex Cheng's identity, but more importantly, the other party's ability to be extremely weird and powerful.

In the eyes of the two of them, Vortex Cheng's strength is already completely comparable to the Vortex Patriarch, and to some extent, it is even surpassed, but Vortex Cheng has always been silent, hiding his true strength very deeply.

He seemed to have been waiting for an opportunity, and that opportunity seemed to be coming now.

Time passed slowly in the silence of the three of them, and in the blink of an eye, hours passed, and the sun just moved to the center of the sky, dispelling the shadow that shrouded the three of them.

"Makoto-sama! The fog has retreated! ”

Suddenly, a slightly excited shout came from above the city wall, causing Vortex Makoto's slightly closed eyes to slowly open.

He looked up and looked up, just in time to see one of his pre-arranged subordinates waving to him, and judging from the gestures, Wu Yin was undoubtedly already retreating.

"It's time to go." Drawing a faint conclusion, Vortex Makoto didn't go to the castle to confirm it, he looked at eye level, and focused his gaze on a few mist ninja who were sitting paralyzed and motionless at the bottom of the city wall.

These misty ninjas were quietly captured by Uzumaki Cheng in a recent battle under the eyes of many Vortex people, in order to cooperate with the kidnapping plan proposed by Uzumaki Koichi.

After all, since you want to make a play, it's best to do a full set.

At this time, these fog ninjas did not say a word one by one, because their mouths were all blocked by rags, but judging from the look of horror in their eyes, their hearts were obviously not at peace.

It is worth mentioning that the mist ninja captives were not bound by ropes, and judging from their slightly trembling fingers, they were not completely unable to move, but they were just motionless.

That feeling is not so much that they dare not move, or that there are restrictions placed on their bodies......

There was something invisible, so tightly wrapped around their bodies, around their limbs, and on their torsos that they could no longer make any extra movements except fingers and blinking.

This can be seen from the faint strangulation marks on their limbs and clothes.

Vortex Makoto looked at these fog ninjas, who seemed to be very frightened, for a while, and after a while, he said slowly:

"Now, there's an opportunity in front of you."

"In a moment, my companion will bring a few children, and you can choose to bring them to your Misty Hidden troops, or you can choose not to do so and try to rebel against me."

"If you follow my arrangement, you will be free, and I promise that you will not lose the lives of any of you, and that you will be safe and sound all the way back to your village."

"If you don't act according to my arrangement, you will die, and in a very painful, miserable way."

Speaking of this, Makoto Vortex smiled slightly, he raised his palm slightly, clenched his five fingers, and then bent his arm slightly, moved to the side of his cheek, and made a backward pulling motion.

With this action of Vortex Cheng, the several mist ninja who were paralyzed on the ground, their bodies seemed to be uncontrollable, and they leaned forward and flew in the direction of Vortex Cheng, and in the blink of an eye, they fell in front of him.

Bang bang bang.

After a few muffled sounds, the mist ninja lay on the ground crookedly, but the collision between their bodies and the ground didn't seem to cause them any pain at all.

Because, more painful things are undoubtedly happening quietly in their bodies than they are falling.

"Woo woo woo ......"

Their faces flushed as if they were about to breathe, and if you looked closely, you could see a faint flash of golden light in their throats.

These golden lights seemed to shine together, and they seemed to be connected, they seemed incomparably long, narrow, and extremely numerous.

It was as if the golden threads that were hard to discern to the naked eye condensed together, and finally formed a handkerchief-sized web of golden wires, firmly wrapped around the necks of these misty ninjas.

And, the tighter it becomes.

"Do you feel my power?"

Vortex Makoto didn't seem to care about the fact that these mist ninja were about to suffocate to death, and he turned his index finger at will, going back and forth in a small circle in front of him, and said lightly:

"You're going to suffocate if I wanted to."

"If I wanted to, you would be cut in half."

"If I want to ......"

As he spoke, a smile appeared on the corner of Vortex Cheng's mouth, and his entire face seemed to melt into a shadow in an instant, making his whole person look extremely eerie and terrifying.

"Your fingers, your toes, your arms, your calves...... Every piece of flesh in your body will slowly break away from your body. ”

"Want to give it a try?"

The demon's whisper sounded in the ears of the misty ninjas, and even though their bodies couldn't make movements at the moment, even though their throats were about to lose their breath completely, they still tried their best to reluctantly aim their heads at Makoto Vortex, and their eyes showed pleading gazes.

Seeing this, Vortex Cheng also stopped his movements in time, and the grim smile on the corner of his mouth slowly retracted.

Soon, the smile on his face that resurfaced was the usual elegant and easy-going smile.

And for the misty ninjas, at this moment, the squeezing sensation on Chang Heng's neck is no longer there, the suffocation feeling is completely gone, and Makoto Vortex seems to have returned to normal.

It's as if the scene just now was just a hallucination of the fog ninjas.

But all Kiristin knew that it wasn't an illusion.

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