I use reincarnation eyes to wreak havoc on the ninja world

Two days later, at dusk.

The red sunset cast a layer of blood over the City Lord's Mansion. In a secluded corner, two small figures were wrapped in black gauze and hidden in the shadows.

"I will rescue the child as soon as possible, please, Nagato-kun."

Feeling guilty like a cat's paw, Konan didn't even dare to look into the other person's eyes, while Nagato was silently polishing the kunai until it shined.

He still listened to Xiaonan's plan, despite the other party's ulterior motives.

Your position is exposed at any time, and sooner or later you will run into Qing Lee, so it is better to take the initiative.

"Don't worry, unlike Qing Zhi, I will put the lives of my partners first and will persist until you rescue the hostages."

Nodding slightly, Nagato glanced at Konan with meaning, and was very satisfied with the other person's hesitant expression.

Little cutie, who is not scheming?

"sorry, I..."

With an appropriately indifferent expression, Xiaonan blushed and lowered her head under the almost contemptuous eyes of the other party.

This irony full of disappointment gave her an indescribable sense of excitement, and her heart beat faster than last time.

it's wired...

"Let's start taking action. I'll be responsible for dealing with the leeches and attracting the ninja's attention. You take the opportunity to rescue all the hostages. Do you understand?"

"I'll do my best."

Seeing that the other party was almost unsteady on his feet, Nagato secretly said that the other party was young, so he stopped and changed the subject.

Although he is very clever, he is still a simple child at the end of the day.When he encountered himself being trained by Hei Jue, he could only change into his shape obediently.

"Then let's get started."

……

At seven o'clock in the evening, several small figures were greeted on time at various sentinel posts in the City Lord's Pavilion.

Purple hair, thin body, hiding the ferocious 'explosion' character paper.

boom--

The shadow clones exploded at the same time, and the sky-high firelight illuminated the night. Most of the guards were caught off guard, and their bodies were blown to pieces.

With gunpowder smoke filling the air and wailing sounds, Xiaonan quickly sneaked into the backyard, while Nagato finally saw the real owner.

In the secluded main hall, Qing Zhi sat on his knees in front of the straw mat, closing his eyes and meditating. His rickety back looked very sluggish.

He was already fully armed, as if waiting for something, and at the same moment when Nagato looked at him, he suddenly opened his eyes.

"Master Hei is right, you will come back."

Standing up slowly, Qingzhi's eyes never strayed away from Nagato in the dark. Seeing this, he simply showed up and walked straight to the other party.

From the moment he entered here, he had the illusion that he was being watched.

It seems that the guess is correct. The person behind the scenes is indeed Hei Jue, so at least he doesn't have to worry about his life safety.

"If I were you, I would never come back! As long as Hanzo's old immortal arrives, you will win."

"Unfortunately, your heart is not hard enough, so you will die."

The voice was calm but very clear. Qingzhi had no intention of taking action first.

"Is it a one-on-one challenge for you?"

"Well, I will let you go first. I will comply with Lord Black's request, and I will prove that I am more suitable to serve Him than you!"

Obviously Qingzhi was deceived seriously, and this persistence made Nagato inexplicably think of the legendary dog ​​licking.

A tool man who is not even a spare tire, a chess piece used to train himself, but he still wants to replace him.

Sad and pitiful, as expected, a bitch bitch.

The words were unreasonable, Nagato's muscles tensed, and his eyes of samsara were constantly looking for the opponent's flaws.

Although Qingzhi was in the weak stage of backlash, his endurance and sensitivity were only reduced, and his combat effectiveness was still at the level of a special jounin.

And his kidneys are still hurting, so his chances of winning are really limited.

A protracted battle would not work, and a strong attack would most likely not kill the opponent. All he could do was to show off his abilities as much as possible.

Not only Black Zetsu, but maybe someone who wants to see his performance.

It's time for Ms. Hanako's reinforcements to arrive, right?

"Let's go to the suburbs."

Ignoring Nagato's warning, Qingzhi calmly picked up his wakashi and walked out the door.

"Why?" Nagato couldn't figure out the other person's thoughts for a while.Follow with caution.

"I will not underestimate any opponent, even a brat. Physical strength is your weakness. In the battle later, you will choose guerrilla."

Qingzhi finished speaking in an affirmative tone, with complicated expressions.

"The injured will be civilians. Go to the countryside. As compensation, I will give you three moves."

"Oh, how can a person like you still care about civilians?"

He pointed mockingly at the 'grain warehouse' in the backyard, and Nagato felt disgusted.

Inexplicably, he thought of Pot King Danzo.

He had clearly done things that were a hundred times more insane than he had done with peace of mind, but now he still claims that the injured were civilians. This is far from self-deception.

"You don't understand, I gave everything to this city."

Ignoring the burning 'granary', Qingzhi walked slowly with Nagato, pointing and looking nostalgic along the way.

"I was just like you back then, passionate, young, and full of a sense of justice."

I have no sense of justice...

Curling his lips, Nagato was always condensing chakra. To his surprise, Qinglee seemed to be just chatting, with no trace of chakra accumulation in his body.

Also, a Jonin like the other party would naturally not use all his strength against the kid.

"Stop blabbering. Being a bitch and erecting a memorial arch. Are your sins still small?"

"The things I did in the past are enough to redeem them."

"I have fought on the most dangerous front lines. I have faced tailed beasts. I have protected this town on my own. I am a jounin named Sanshouyu!"

"Oh, all of this was ruined by Hanzo's ridiculous mistake."

Nagato could hear the clenching sound of his fists clenching. When Qinglee turned around again, the two of them were already in a jungle.

"So, you'd better kill me."

"Your death will not be easy."

Without words, Nagato could see Qingli's muscles tightening instantly, as well as the faint presence of evil aura.

The opponent's chakra was quickly mobilized and condensed, and he was obviously ready for battle.

"I hope so."

After taking off the gas mask symbolizing Hanzo Part I, under the moonlight, Qingzhi revealed his true appearance for the first time.

It was a face that was nearly disfigured, with the skin completely rotted into folds. There was no nose, only two deeply collapsed nostrils, and a toothless mouth like a black hole.

Whoa!Good guy.

The bridge of the nose, lips, throat, organs and lungs were all scarred, and the body that should have died miraculously stood in front of him.

To be honest, this really shocked him.

His Samsara Eye is not yet skilled enough to see through flesh and blood. If not, he would definitely choose a more targeted approach.

"I said, I gave you three moves, you go first."

As soon as he finished speaking, Nagato instantly threw out several shurikens, and his whole body turned into an afterimage and flew away.

"Art fire escape ho fireball!"

The fireball set off a rolling heat wave, Nagato clasped his hands together, and using the confusion of the mist, several shadow clones were separated.

Clang——

Quickly drawing his sword, Qing Leech easily blocked the kunai and then split the fireball with his sword.

His swordsmanship was personally taught by Hanzo, and his skills were extremely superb, which can be regarded as one of the unique skills of becoming a jounin.

"Is that all you can do? I'm so disappointed!"

Staring at Nagato, whose face changed dramatically in front of him, Qingzhi cut off the heavy blow with a gloomy face.