Roll back from Naruto

Although in the past, when Aragaki met the doctor, the doctor would wear a medical suit and wrap himself tightly for some reason.

But after getting along for a long time, he could still inadvertently find traces such as a few strands of red hair exposed on the side of the doctor's hat.

There are very few people with bright red hair in Konoha, and the doctor is the only one Aragaki has seen here. In addition, he is already very familiar with the doctor's figure, so at this time he can be sure of this person standing in front of him. The red-haired woman is the doctor.

"Hehe, another one is here to die. I didn't expect there to be so many ignorant Konoha ninjas."

Monzaemon grinned slightly, and his face with wrinkles and tattoos was actually cruel. The next moment, puppets "rose" one after another around him.

At this time, the only people surrounded by these dozen puppets were Aragaki Tsugumi and the doctor.

Click, click, click, click. Dozens of puppets trembled together, which was a sign before launching an attack.However, what happened next was not as Aragaki expected, they did not die under random swords.

On the contrary, Monzaemon seemed to understand the resentment, anger and special emotions for the doctor in Aragaki's eyes, so he started a cat-and-mouse game.

"Left or right"

The puppet pounced, leaving a wound on the doctor who was unable to dodge.

"Above, or below"

The kunai in the puppet's hand stabbed into the doctor's leg.

"Give you another chance"

The whip leg of a puppet kicked the doctor on the shoulder. The doctor rolled and hit the wall. She struggled to get up. Her left arm was probably broken.

"Tsk, you didn't guess right, so this time, let's choose that boy." Monzaemon's finger suddenly pointed at Aragaki.

A puppet that looked like it was holding a long needle flew in front of him in an instant. However, the doctor still stood in front of him at the last moment.

The long needle pierced the doctor's right shoulder, still a few centimeters away from Aragaki's head on the hospital bed. Then, blood slowly flowed along the tip of the needle, and then dripped on his cheek.

"Huhuhehe."

The doctor's heavy breathing was clearly audible, she had reached her limit.

"I'm sorry, doctor."

She didn't answer him.

Aragaki also knew that nothing he could say now would be of any use. Ever since the doctor jumped into this encirclement, there was no possibility of leaving.

His heart was just hurting, but like a cripple, he could do nothing. He watched helplessly as the doctor was injured, bleeding, and even about to die.

But the saddest thing is that none of his anger, anger, sadness, pain, and fear could cause him to shed a single tear.

Bang bang, clap, Monzaemon started to applaud, and then the dozens of puppets around him started to applaud together, and the applause was like a flood.

"Not bad, really good. You gave me a perfect performance. Maybe this wonderful scene will appear in my puppet show in the future.

So, I’ll ask you to die next.”

In despair, maybe you can always find a glimmer of hope by persisting, because you have never given in. Even death cannot make one's faith surrender. Aragaki never gave up on awakening his body.

A grain of chakra was like a dancing spark. Finally, it landed where it should be, and then the flames began to explode.

Click, click, electric light danced in Aragaki's pupils. At this moment, everything in his eyes seemed to be still.

Monzaemon's lips have not yet closed, and the wrinkles at the corners of his mouth are clearly visible. The dancing puppets have different shapes, cold and cruel.

The doctor's red hair was fluttering, the sharp edge of the long needle piercing the shoulder was solidified, and the blood cells dripping from the tip were rolling in the air, crystal clear.

Broken wooden boards, escaping smoke, and collapsed walls caused arcs of electricity to erupt from Aragaki one after another, seeming to pull everything around him.

“It’s time,” the arc “shoots” through all the cells in a trillionth of a second, telling them, “It’s time to wake up.”

"Lei Dun, open the eight doors for me"

The cry from the soul

呲嘭

The dazzling electric light exploded, and he was back.

Opening the door, closing the door, and opening the door, half a second later, Aragaki appeared in front of the doctor.

At this moment, his black hair seemed to have been activated by thunder and lightning, fluttering and shaking with incandescent light, his pupils were also dancing with electric light, and the skin of his cheeks and arms was faintly moving like a thunder snake.

With a direct punch of lightning, the puppet instantly turned into sawdust and flew into the air.

When the doctor reacted, the long needle that pierced her shoulder had disappeared, and it was now being held in Aragaki's hand.

When Monzaemon reacted, he immediately stopped the puppet's attack, because Aragaki's movement and punching at that moment had exceeded his field of vision.

The aura of death that he had not felt for many years made him shudder with his keen sense of smell. He knew that this genin now had mastered the ability to threaten his life.

"It's just, how long can you last in this state?"

The thought that came up in his heart made Monzaemon immediately choose to give up the offensive, and then recall the puppet to a full defensive posture, because he was really afraid that this genin would die with him.

Aragaki holds a long needle, which is a weapon forged from chakra metal. It has perfectly withstood the baptism of violent thunder and is now indestructible.

However, Aragaki also knew that this would be his last blow, so he held the electric light and flew towards Monzaemon.

The secret numb puppet blocked Monzaemon, but Monzaemon even completed his escape technique, earth escape earth flow wall

The lightning broke through the solid and thick earth flow wall, then penetrated the first puppet, but the second one was stagnated in the body of the third puppet.

There were three intact puppets blocking Monzaemon, but at this moment he couldn't help but swallowed. This was a genin, and he could actually force him to this point with such a trick. kind of situation.

Then he put his hands behind his back and laughed.

"Haha, haha, haha, I admit it. It's not unjust that that good-for-nothing Zhongci died in your hands. He was indeed an extraordinary talent. But it's a pity. It's a pity that geniuses will eventually perish."

Of course Menzuo Zhongci knew that after a brief burst, Aragaki was close to death, and now he only needed to wave his hand to cut off his head.

"Have you reached your limit?" Aragaki felt that he was about to embrace death again, and his body lost control again.

Everything in front of him began to blur, but suddenly, he saw a figure approaching him and catching him. The light golden hair brushed from his cheek, but he could no longer see who she was.

"You don't want to die"

These were the last words he heard.