Konoha Sheriff

boom!

The wall of the storage room was shattered with one punch. Fengshen, who was still drooling at the corner of his mouth, opened up the broken bricks and shelves, and saw at a glance the three-color meatballs in Quan...'s arms:

"I found it, the smell of the meatballs comes from here."

Seeing Fengshen's big face getting closer and closer, Quan subconsciously took two steps back.

"Huh? When they met our two brothers, the God of Wind and Thunder, not only did they not want to offer food to them, but they actually wanted to hide?"

Fengshen's attention was all on the three-color balls, and he was not willing to let Quan escape. He immediately stretched out his big hands like cattail leaf fans to catch Quan back.

Little did he know, Quan was waiting for this opportunity.

Seeing the wind god's big hand getting closer and closer, Quan felt cruel, grabbed the kunai placed beside him and waved it, and saw a thin steel wire that was almost invisible broken.

Whoosh...

As the steel wire was stretched, several sounds of breaking wind were heard from the surroundings, and more than a dozen high-speed optional shurikens were pierced into the big hand of Fengshen.

One arm was stabbed with more than ten shurikens in a row. An ordinary person would have lost at least half of his combat power, not to mention being permanently disabled.

But the two brothers, the God of Wind and Thunder, were not included in this list. These two men were born with a pair of copper skin and iron bones, and their ability to withstand blows was far beyond that of ordinary people.

Although those shurikens stabbed Fengshen's arms with blood, they did not damage the bones and meridians at all. Not only did they not affect his movements, but they aroused his ferocity even more.

"It hurts, it hurts! You stinky girl, you really pissed off my uncle Fengshen!"

Fengshen's stupid eyes were coated with a layer of blood red. He waved his hand and pushed down the shelf weighing two to three hundred kilograms with his left hand, completely blocking Quan's escape route. His bloody right hand was like swatting flies. He usually takes pictures of the petite Quan Duotou.

Seeing the big palm-like hand getting closer and closer, Quan closed his eyes in despair.

Mr. Itachi, I'm afraid I'll never see you again...

Just when such thoughts came to Quan's mind, he suddenly heard the muffled sound of a fist hitting the flesh and the pained groan of grinning teeth.

Then she felt as if a hurricane was blowing in front of her. The strong tremor caused by the falling weight made her feet unsteady and she fell to the ground.

"Are you OK?"

A gentle male voice sounded in his ears, causing Quan to open his eyes unconsciously.

When she opened her eyes, she saw the ferocious ghost-like Fengshen crawling on the ground in a very embarrassed manner. Behind the Fengshen, a handsome face that made her dizzy was stepping on his big fat head towards her. He handed over a long, white and well-jointed hand.

"Thank...thank you, I'm fine."

The moment he helped the other person up, Beichen was vaguely aware of the slightly rapid breathing and the obviously higher frequency of the heartbeat.

After his eyes paused for a moment on the mole under the opponent's right eye and the three-color meatball in his arms, Beichen suddenly smiled at the girl:

"If nothing happens, leave quickly. There will be tribesmen outside the training ground to pick you up. Also, remember to stay with the three-color balls."

He's actually an acquaintance...

"Ah?...Oh."

Quan glanced at Beichen with some confusion, but still obediently handed over the three-color meatballs wrapped in oil paper and still a little warm.

"My meatball!"

As soon as Quan left the storage room, he saw the God of Thunder rushing into the storage room with his big butt swung in a weird posture.

Well...I didn't even look at her.

After arriving outside the training ground and receiving some greetings from the capture team, Quan did not leave obediently.

After all, he is his savior, so he has to make sure that he is safe before leaving.

As for Itachi-kun, you can wait until later to see him...

While he was thinking about it, the explosion of fire escape ninjutsu came from not far away. Uchiha Izumi raised his head in surprise and saw the small storage room collapsed in the raging flames.

Three figures, two large and one small, jumped out from the flames and smoke. Their movements were so fast that Izumi, a trainee genin, could not catch them with his naked eyes.

Quietly opening his single Magatama Sharingan, Izumi Uchiha subconsciously reached out to cover his mouth after seeing the movements of the three people in the field.

So...so amazing, those two big guys couldn't even touch their savior!

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At the same time that Izumi Uchiha was praising Beichen's elegant and agile figure in his heart, Beichen was complaining endlessly because of the attack from the two brothers.

Even though the two idiot brothers, the God of Wind and the God of Thunder, look like stupid fools on weekdays, when it comes to fighting, their suppressive power is very terrifying.

Although their movement speed is far inferior to that of Beichen, every move they make is powerful and their speed cannot be underestimated.

In addition, the two brothers have been inseparable since childhood and have long developed a strong tacit understanding. When they attack together, they will hardly leave room for their opponents to dodge.

On the surface, Beichen seemed to have the upper hand when facing the two of them. No matter how hard the God of Wind and Thunder tried to strike, he couldn't touch a corner of his clothes. He looked like he was playing around.

But in fact, it was not Beichen's intention to play tricks on the two of them, but his small body made it difficult to maintain his own combat power as long as he was hit by the opponent.

In order to prevent the two brothers' attacks from falling on him, Beichen even opened the three magatama sharingan.

But even with the insight provided by the Sanmagatama Sharingan, he still couldn't find a chance to counterattack between the two brothers.

"No, we can't go on like this. The chakra consumption of the Three Magatama Sharingan is not small, and the physical energy of these two guys is terrifying... If you drag it on, before they die from exhaustion, you will have to suffer from physical and mental fatigue. A flaw appeared due to the double consumption of chakra!"

After realizing that he could not defeat these idiot brothers through consumption alone, Beichen subconsciously observed the situation around the two brothers, trying to find the weaknesses of the brothers with the help of the insight of the Three Magatama Sharingan.

"Huh? This is..."

Suddenly, out of the corner of Beichen's eye, he noticed a light red circle mark at the feet of his brother Fengshen.

The light red circle-shaped mark was so similar to the light red outline produced when the Eye of Judgment was in effect that Beichen, who had been busy dodging before, did not notice the existence of this mark at all.

Staring at the circle-shaped mark that seemed to be disappearing, a flash of light suddenly flashed in Beichen's mind.

The next second, he actually gave up dodging the two brothers' attacks and instead raised his hand to form a hand seal.

Seeing his savior being hit up and down by the wind god and thunder god's big hand, Quan couldn't help but scream in surprise and subconsciously closed his eyes.

"Don't worry, Minister Beichen is fine!"

The team leader on the side noticed the change in Quan's expression, chuckled and explained.

Bang!

Sure enough, as the team leader's words fell, "Beichen" who had been beaten into a human shape turned into a rotten wooden pile in a puff of smoke.

The official basic ninjutsu of the Three Body Techniques is the Substitution Technique!