Ten meters away, under the dim light, thin and short figures walked straight towards him.

Chiba exhaled softly, turned her head to scan to the left, and found a wooden house not far away.

With a movement in his heart, he leaped to the ground, and his thin figure drew a beautiful half-arc in the air, skimming a deep grass growing on the left, and rushing towards the two wooden houses.

Between the ups and downs, when the lightning flashed over the meteor and swept through the deep grass, there was not even a single sound of brushing the grass and leaves, which was shocking to the world, and it really made people wonder if he was a human or a ghost.

When he hit the ground, he rolled and bounced up, hidden in the shadows under the eaves, and then slowly pressed his body against the wooden wall, his eyes were like arrows, his essence flashed, his ears were raised high, and he listened attentively, and the footsteps showed that the sentinels were about five.

Soon, the night guard sentries who had almost collided with him approached, their steps were light and slow, some rubbing their eyelids with their hands, some yawning with their mouths open, some clasping their trouser belts with their hands around their waists, and some muttering and complaining about something.

Chiba watched this patrol sentry walk into the distance, and thought: Now it seems that although there is a large team of troops stationed in this checkpoint, most of these Iwakuin are some middle ninjas, and their combat effectiveness is extremely weak, so they don't pose much of a threat to themselves.

As soon as his mind turned, he secretly thought: it is now the time for the night guard to change shifts, if he goes to search for the place where Tsunade is being held, it will be difficult, if one of them is careless and exposes his traces, then his previous efforts will be wasted, so it is better to find a place to stay for a while, and wait for the night guard to finish the shift before acting.

Thin and slender, he bowed his head and bent over, like a tanuki, lightly and swiftly scurrying east and west, silently bypassing several tents, squatting in the shadows on the side of one tent, looking at the sky, it was already late at night, and he had not yet found a place to hold Tsunade.

Chiba was very anxious in her heart, and suddenly, faintly, a series of women's coquettish calls and wheezing sounds came into the ear drums.

Could it be Tsunade?

Chiba was extremely anxious as the exclamations and wheezing grew heavier and heavier.

He heard the sound coming from the tent in front of him.

He turned to the front of the tent, gently lifted the curtain open, and stooped inside.

A faint light shone through the window bar into the black rumbling tent, and he saw on the bed, a naked Iwakuin, lying on top of a plump woman, doing indescribable things, and the woman's voice of exclamation and fear and snorting was chaotic.

Most of these Iwakuin are middle ninjas, and they don't have the alertness and agility of upper ninja at all, and it is really sad and sad that such a terrifying evil star as Chiba appeared in front of him, and he was not alert at all.

At the same time, Chiba also heard this Iwakure say triumphantly:

"War is a good thing, and this girl captured from the Land of Fire is great! Is****. ”

"Don't! …… Please! Leave me alone! …… Please! …… Woooooo Underneath him, the woman's delicate cry for mercy and the woman's incessant sobbing sound.

Yan Yin didn't say a word, slapped her, didn't treat this woman as a human being at all, and said viciously: "Stinky cousin, did you speak?" Let Ye enjoy it, otherwise, Lao Tzu will kill you! Ha! ”

The rock moved invisibly, and the woman suddenly let out a cry of pain.

With the help of a faint light, Chiba finally realizes that this is not Tsunade.

While Chiba breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he suddenly became vigilant, this was actually a woman who had been captured in the Land of Fire?

Chiba had never experienced war in the past, but he didn't expect that when he was really exposed in front of him, it would be so sinister and disgusting!

That's human nature!

Chiba thought that the front line of Konoha Village had been defeated, and now he didn't know how many women had been captured by the people of Iwain Village and suffered an indescribable tragic situation, his heart was like a thousand knives, extremely uncomfortable, and the blazing killing machine was as out of control as the Yellow River bursting its embankment.

Biting his lower lip tightly, a terrifying thought suddenly arose in his heart, first sending the enemy in front of him who killed a thousand knives to hell.

"We must kill and completely destroy the enemy, and we must not be soft-hearted and appeased."

The laws of the battlefield that Tuan Zang Lao Shi often talked about suddenly echoed in his ears.

"There is no fair contest on the battlefield, and all means or tricks that can kill the enemy are used to the extreme."

Chiba's eyes, which were as bright as Lang Xing and as clear as clear water, burst out with a cold light like a blade, and the murderous aura rushed from his chest to the top door.

Finally, his body and soul were burned red by hatred, and his heart became vicious.

Chiba took out the kunai from the wrap around his waist and held it up in front of his eyes, the blood in his body immediately boiled, the expression on his face became more and more cruel, and his eyes were even more vicious.

Yes, the kunai represents blood and bravery, and it is also a symbol of ferocity and viciousness.

The thin body gently moved to the bed in front of him, looking at the bare and lean body, pressing the woman, whirring and moving Iwakuin, Chiba was slightly stunned, and his left hand slammed into the guy's mouth, before the guy had time to react, a killing light flashed in front of Chiba's eyes, and his right hand was skillfully dragged from the guy's neck.

The terrifying muffled sound of a sharp knife cutting through the flesh passed through, and a hot, slimy slurry splashed onto his right hand holding the knife, and the fishy smell poured into his nostrils.

The sharp bayonet easily cut the neck of the Iwakure, his head twisted, his body spasmed slightly, and he lay straight on the woman, motionless.

A large amount of hot blood rushed out of a slender cut in the shape of a fan, sizzling, like a water pipe suddenly piercing a few eyes, which sounded heart-pounding.

A living person is buried immediately, without regret, without pain, and without attachment, it is simpler than a breath of air.

At this moment, Chiba felt that he was becoming more and more skilled in killing people, and his hands and feet were becoming more and more open.

The dead and warped Yan Yin in front of him is also the person born and raised by his father, and he also has a wife and children who are worried about him from afar. It's a hundred knives like this, and it's really cruel to think about it. However, thinking back to the tragic deaths of many ninjas in Konoha Village, the country's territory and compatriots are still being harassed and mutilated by Iwain Village, and the dignity of the nation is still insulted by hostile forces, Chiba has no sense of guilt and remorse after killing, and only thinks about shame and hatred.

(End of chapter)