The Strongest Naruto Never Cut

Chapter 113 Captive
Zabuzhan was very interested in the identity of the red-haired boy, so he kept his hand on purpose.

I saw the ninja knife in his hand waved lightly, and cut off the chain.

It's good that King Kong has the ability to seal the tailed beast, but that's also because Uzumaki Kushina's strength has reached the shadow level, and the strength of this little ghost is too different from Zabuzhan's!
The forward figure of the red-haired boy froze suddenly, because he found that Zabu Zhan in front of him suddenly disappeared.

"What are you looking for?"

Zai Bu Zhan appeared in front of him like a teleportation, and kicked him flying.

Even if Buzhan has controlled his strength, this kick is not something a ninja of the ninja level can resist.

He was kicked more than ten meters away, and finally hit a big tree before stopping.

"Wow"

He opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood, and now he has suffered internal injuries.

When he raised his head, he found in despair that the cruel young man appeared in front of him again like a shadow.

The opponent's strength surpassed his cognition, and he only realized now that it was just his wishful thinking to protect the glory of the whirlpool clan
"Little devil, are you from the Whirlpool clan?" Zabu Zhan asked aloud.

The little guy has a very stubborn temper. Even though he was injured and faced the crisis of death, he gritted his teeth and didn't say a word.

"Don't you answer? It seems that I can only taste it myself!"

Zai Bu Zhan grabbed the boy's arm and lifted it up, biting on it.

"Ah."

The teenager was suddenly attacked by this, and he screamed in fright, with a terrified expression on his face.

He heard others tell him about the tragic end of some vortex survivors after they were caught.

If he didn't cut his face and bite his arm ferociously, he thought he might be eaten by the other party.

"Don't eat me, my meat doesn't taste good."

No longer ignoring the other party's struggle, he felt a powerful chakra coming from the boy's wound, which even made his celestial chakra recover a little bit.

But he just took a symbolic bite, and didn't continue to bite his body.

Otherwise, with the terrifying magic chakra in his body, it would not be enough to eat him whole!

"Hmph! With the ability to heal physically, he is indeed a member of the whirlpool family."

By biting one's own skin, one can quickly recover one's own or others' chakra and injuries. This is one of the unique abilities of the Uzumaki family, and is equally famous as their sealing technique.

"You let go"

The red-haired boy struggled desperately, but before he could finish speaking, he was slashed on the back of the neck with a hand knife.

He rolled his eyes and simply passed out.

Bu Zhan carefully sensed his surroundings, but he didn't find other people ambushing. Could it be that this brat is the only one in ambush?

"Don't behead me again! Are you okay?"

At this time, Bai and Junmalu followed with heavy burdens on their backs.

"It's okay, it might not be safe here, let's move the scroll first!" Zibu Zhan said as he picked up the red-haired boy.

The most important thing now is to protect these forbidden scrolls. As for this young man from the whirlpool clan, he plans to take him away first, and interrogate him properly when he has a chance.

Although the Uzumaki Clan is extinct, there are still some ruthless characters living in certain corners of the ninja world.

For example, like Uzumaki Nagato, its powerful immortal blood can afford such a big killer like the eye of reincarnation!
You must know that people without Uchiha blood can hardly even use Sharingan. Using the same ninjutsu, the Chakra consumption may be ten times that of the Uchiha family.

Hatake Kakashi often fainted himself because of Uchiha Obito's Sharingan, which also reflects the metamorphosis of the Uzumaki clan from the side!
In the dark night, the bonfire is burning
The red-haired boy slowly opened his eyes. He had a very bad dream just now. He dreamed that he was eaten by a ghost
But what was even more frightening was that when he woke up, he found that this was not a dream, and a cruel young man with a beheading knife was sitting not far from him.

He recalled what had happened during the day and jumped up trying to escape.

But he didn't take two steps, a strong murderous intent locked on his body, making him completely incapacitated.

The cold sweat dripped down his forehead in an instant, and he knew that although Bu Zhan sat there without moving, this murderous intent showed that the other party had not forgotten him.

He had no choice but to obediently walk back to his original position, and sat down without saying a word.

At this time, a tempting fragrance came.

For so many years, he has followed his grandfather and lived a poor life. The most he eats is roasted potatoes. It has been a long time since he has smelled such a wonderful aroma.

"You're awake, you have to wait a while, it's not baked yet."

A light voice came, Bai was concentrating on roasting a few fragrant pheasants, and Junmalu was helping.

The red-haired boy swallowed, he forced himself to calm down

At present, it seems that the other party has no intention of killing him for the time being, but only restricts his actions.

He had to find an opportunity to escape.

It's a pity that the chance of encountering such an opportunity is almost non-existent, that cold young man is too powerful
"Little ghost, what's your name?" At this time, Zai Bu Zhan suddenly interrupted his meditation.

Hearing this voice, he couldn't help shivering.

Because he felt that the other party's purpose might be to eat him up, or to use it as a reserve medicine box.

"Wu Wuhao" the red-haired boy returned with a trembling voice. (Wu is a transliteration.)
"It seems that the Whirlpool Clan is really extinct. Occasionally, one survives, but they dare not even admit their own surname." Zai Bu Zhan sneered coldly, but did not say anything else.

When the red-haired boy heard the words, he clenched his fists tightly, his nails cut his palms, but he couldn't refute.

"Wow! It's finally baked and ready to eat!" After a while, a voice of surprise came from Bai's side, and the delicious roast chicken was finally finished.

"If you don't want to kill your lord again, here it is!"

Bai took a roasted pheasant and sent it to Zai Buchou.

The red-haired boy glanced at this several times, and couldn't help swallowing again.

He is a prisoner now, and he has no right to ask for food at all, only a hungry stomach!

"Hey, this is for you!"

However, the kind-hearted Bai did not forget him, and Bai came to him holding a roast chicken.

The red-haired boy looked at the food in front of him, his eyes almost straightened. Originally, he wanted to reject it arrogantly, but unfortunately, after he said the words, he changed into a different look.

"Thank you little brother!"

(End of this chapter)