The desert prime minister in the pirate

Kakuzu tore off the cleaner's uniform and walked towards the alley not far away.

His dynamic vision is superior in itself, and it was completely transformed during his time on the Grand Line.

Even the lead bullets in the flintlock gun were no more than a slingshot stone in the face of Kakuzu's powerful reflex nerves.

He clearly remembered the location of the black-clad agent.

Unlike the man in black, Kakuzu didn't hit his head like a sea train whose brakes failed.

It's not that it can't be done, but the style unique to ninjas has become Kakuzu's instinct.

The eaves, window sills, street lamps, telephone poles, and the soles of Kakuzu's feet were dyed with a thin layer of chakra, and he caught up with him at the high points between the streets.

...

"Hufufu..." The black-clothed agent gasped, his inhuman body still keeping his consciousness clear.

It was just that the violent explosion made my ears ring a little, I felt dizzy and nauseous, and my eyes were a little blurry.

All the bones in his body hurt as if they were falling apart. Just out of confidence in his own body, he knew that the impact of the unknown explosive did not completely incapacitate him.

Apart from giving him severe tinnitus and concussion, it did not harm his steel-like body.

Key areas of tendons, bones and fascia are well protected by the outer layer of muscles.

The burns on the epidermis were closed due to the coking of the skin caused by the high temperature, and there was no major bleeding.

As for the scratches sustained by the masonry and tiles along the way, he did not include them in his assessment of the severity of the injuries.

Of course it's not because the concussion knocked the child silly, it's because it's not necessary.

For an ordinary person, these injuries are enough to kill him ten times, but for an awakened animal like him, they are just superficial injuries.

These Blood Oxen tanks on the Grand Route are just tough enough to withstand a beating. They can face blasts that blow up half a building. There is no need for first aid or bandaging. CP agents can breathe back and replenish their blood.

It just makes me shake my brains, making me feel dizzy and make me want to vomit.

...

"Who are you?" Kakuzu settled on the top of the alley and glanced at the messy alley, only to find that there was nothing there.

The only one as big as the black agent had disappeared.

Kakuzu jumped down towards a ruins piled up into mounds of rubble.

The kinetic energy of the heavy object falling to the ground stirred up a cloud of dust that made it difficult to see the figure.

Kakuzu, dressed in local folk costumes, walked out of the dust and looked around with unkind eyes.

Deep pits, ruins, shreds of clothing, dents in the walls, blood left around the alley from friction.These all confirm that Kakuzu's judgment is correct.

But where he should be lying, there was no trace of the man in black.

'Were you rescued by your companions?It is irreversible and the direction of the explosion is unpredictable. Even if there is a connection, it should not be possible.

The time difference between me and him arriving at this alley was no more than 15 seconds. Who could do such a thing...'

Kakuzu saw that there was nothing he could do, so he turned around and left without hesitation.

The fighting style of a ninja like him always pursues a perfect layout and kills with one strike.

Too many meaningless fights with high risks and low returns. Only a passionate idiot would do such a thing.

Since he didn't die this time, he might as well poison him next time. There are plenty of opportunities and plenty of methods.

"Thump, thump..."

'Is this...a heartbeat? Kakuzu's footsteps walking out suddenly stopped in place.

The surrounding area was very noisy due to the sound of firefighting after the explosion.But Kakuzu, who has super senses, still heard the undetectable heartbeat in the background of the crowd.

In addition to his five hearts, there is also a beating heart hidden in this alley.

Just finding someone there was already very reluctant, and Kakuzu couldn't determine the guy's location through the sound of his heartbeat.

This is a very professional assassin. With such a serious injury on his body, he only showed a little heartbeat and no movement at all while breathing.

Kakuzu turned around and stared at the deserted alley.He doesn't have to rush to find someone, the advantage and time are on his side for the time being.

In the ruins directly facing Kakuzu, a CP agent who maintained a 'super camouflage' state remained in a paralyzed posture, motionless to accumulate strength.

This man whose life was hanging by a thread by Kakuzu but still maintained his composure is called "Keya" and is a member of [CipherPolNo-9.5], a user with the animal chameleon fruit ability.

CP9.5 is the distortion department of CP0, the strongest shield of the world government, and its strength is on par with CP0.

During the dirty factional disputes in the World Government, a certain Five Old Star secretly intercepted a large number of CP0 reserves and formed an additional CP0 in addition to CP9.5.

The official written name is "CP0 Training Department".

...

The atmosphere in the air was solemn, and time passed like this.

Keya knew that he could not wait any longer. Super camouflage was not a serious drain on his physical strength.

Just needing to heal the wounds through the awakened power of the animal system, you can't always maintain the super camouflage ability like this.

As the wound naturally worsens, it is only a matter of time before it exposes itself.

An injury of this magnitude would normally be considered a 'temporary inability to move' for him.

The reason for his delay in taking action was just to avoid danger by relying on his super camouflage ability.

Being noticed now is also delaying the aftermath of the concussion to dissipate.

Instead of fighting the enemy with a concussion, it is better to spend more energy to maintain the super camouflage.

Wait until the dizziness in your head subsides a bit before you find an opportunity to defeat the enemy with one strike.

Kakuzu's fingers, the other half of which was facing the air, moved slightly, and a chakra thread quietly pulled a shuriken out of the ninja bag, stuck in the blind spot in the field of vision, and fell steadily into Kakuzu's palm.

He's probably found the guy's location.

As the fire spread, the passers-by who were originally preparing to put out the fire dispersed, and the intervals between the guy's heartbeats became shorter and shorter.

A shuriken with electric light struck towards Keya Escape without any warning.

The crackling and flashing arc opened a dazzling white line in mid-air.

The ruins shook, and a humanoid chameleon in a tattered suit jumped out.

"Moonstep, shave"

Keya avoided the attack and soared into the sky, stamping on the air and performing a shave.

The masonry-striped skin looked nondescript, but the speed was astonishingly fast, drawing an irregular trajectory in the air.

Kakuzu waved his arms, turned his wrists, lowered his waist and shook his hands, and the shuriken flew out, connected to the wire and wound upwards.

He was already playing with shuriken on the tightrope like a fire, and the wire flew upwards in circles like an endless net.

Keya avoided the situation and once again stepped on the air under his feet, accelerating laterally to throw away the flying wire.

Keya stepped on the air and rushed around to adjust his position in mid-air. He transformed his three-meter-high half-animal body into a sudden stop diagonally above Kakuzu's line of sight.

That's the position of the sun!The dazzling sunlight made Kakuzu's vision blur for a moment, and the experienced CP agent took action boldly.

The tip of his tongue circled the asphalt-thick black domineering energy, like a bullet coming out of the barrel, accurately shooting into the center of Kakuzu's eyebrows.

"Black Tongue Sniper Cannon!"