Konoha's strongest substitute user

This is very stupid behavior.

It's like a criminal who is wanted for committing murder rushes to do a striptease in front of an armed SWAT policeman, holding his wanted warrant in his hand to show the police his stupidity.

Even stupider than that.

In Italy, a country that has long abolished the death penalty, the most you can do if caught by the police is to be punished by law and spend the rest of your life in prison.

But if you offend the Passionate Organization, as long as you are still in Italy, no matter how powerful it is, you will end up with a bad death.

Bucciarati stared into Dongxing's eyes, trying to figure out why the man in front of him did such a crazy move. Bucciarati is very accurate in seeing people, and the partners he has found so far are all excellent, so he is also very accurate in seeing enemies.

The man in front of them didn't look like a madman, and the idea of ​​finding a place to chat didn't look like some kind of trap, an excuse to lead them into a circle.

"Where do you want to talk?" Bucciarati made a quick decision.

Dongxing turned around and left the restaurant: "Follow me."

Dongxing, who had only eaten the in-flight meal on yesterday's flight and hadn't eaten since, didn't want to waste time eating. The aroma of the Italian-style meal didn't seem to have any appeal.

Dongxing takes the Bucciarati team to a beach along the coast.

The beach area here is small, the sand is full of gravel, and there are reefs along the coast. For these reasons, this area has not been developed and is a wasteland with sparsely populated areas.

When we got here, there wasn't even a soul there.

Bucciarati observed the surrounding environment. There was no one around, and there was no place to hide unless the hole was dug underground. While breathing a sigh of relief, Bucciarati was extremely vigilant.

Although it doesn't look like there is an ambush, but combined with the opponent's previous behavior of even burning down the casino and clearing out people first, choosing this place to talk about things is obviously ready for battle.

But Bucciarati is not worried.

Everyone in his team is a stand-in messenger. Bucciarati's stand-in Steel Fingers have the ability to attach zippers to any object, including the enemy's body. Through this ability, Bucciarati's combat methods are flexible and changeable, and he is especially good at using the environment to defeat the enemy in complex environments.

Apache's stand-in Melancholy Blue can replay the target's movements and track the enemy's movements without missing any detail. Melancholy Blue's ability in intelligence warfare is beyond imagination.

Fugo's Purple Smoke, this is a truly terrifying stand-in for the ultimate kill. Zi Yan's special ability is the poisonous gas in the "capsule" on her fist. As long as it is contaminated, the enemy will completely collapse in less than half a minute.

Finally, Mista's Sexy Pistol is a plurality of stand-ins. With the help of the stand-in, the bullets fired by Mista's pistol are not only powerful, but can also turn, especially in open terrain, making it impossible for enemies to avoid them. This is perfect for capabilities of the current environment.

Holding the revolver in his hand, Mista used his hand to push his strange-looking hat, scratching his itch: "Now you can tell me, what is your purpose?"

"Your boss asked you to catch me, right?" Dongxing answered the question inappropriately.

Bucciarati's attitude was cold: "This has nothing to do with you."

Dongxing shrugged, and suddenly heard Nyanya's cat-like meow in his ears. Dongxing looked past Bucciarati, which was a group of black-tailed gulls. The reef cliff in the distance is where black-tailed gulls nest, so there are so many black-tailed gulls gathering here. Dongxing's attention was attracted by the black-tailed gull, and then returned to Bucciarati, repeating this: "Abandon the mission."

Bucciarati frowned. Did they come here to beg for mercy? This is too naive. They are gangsters. If they beg for mercy from a group of gangsters, if the matter can be solved in this way, then they are still gangsters.

Bucciarati obviously misunderstood Dong Xing's meaning. Dong Xing's next words quickly explained the misunderstanding: "Take your people and find a place to hang out, whether it's a hotel or rent a room, buy food and movie discs." . In about a day or two, your boss will have no time to take care of you, and then after a while, you will hear the news of your boss’s death.”

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Bucciarati didn't know what the people in front of him had to rely on, but he knew how powerful the Passionate Organization was in Italy.

This is like a drunken drunk pointing at the beautiful legend of Sicily being played on the TV and then boasting about spending a good night with Monica Bellucci.

Dongxing waited for a few seconds, only to see Bucciarati's frown, Mista and Apache's idiot-like looks, and Fugo's expression about to laugh.

So Dongxing sighed: "Maybe I have a second option here. I'll knock you out here, then call the hospital and ask them to send you to the ICU to hide for two days until you recover. When I'm discharged from the hospital, I'll probably change the boss or simply collapse if I'm enthusiastic, so that's okay too."

"Who told me that I quite like some of them..." Dongxing muttered in a low voice after finishing nb.

"Hey, hey, hey~ I understand." Dongxing's words were very unpleasant to listen to. Mista, as the main combat unit with the most frequent attacks in the team, immediately reacted to such contemptuous remarks. The speech was unusually exclusive.

Mista turned his head to Bucciarati, as if seeking the opinion of his teammates: "This guy is a madman, right? It's just a madman. It doesn't matter if I shoot him now, right?"

Bucciarati also felt that the other party's speech was somewhat insulting, but he still calmly reminded: "No, the boss said to arrest them alive."

Huh... He curled his lips in displeasure. Mista actually had no intention of killing him, but his attitude was true. Mista did feel extremely unhappy.

Without any warning, Mista raised his hand and fired several times. Before the muzzle of the gun could even be pointed at Dongxing, the first bullet rushed out of the gun along the rifling.

But this is no problem for Mista's stand-in Sex Pistols. There are a total of six plural substitutes from 1 to 7. Since Mista himself is very taboo about the number 4, there is no substitute numbered 4. The yellow humanoid stand-in was only as big as a finger. The two people with numbers 3 and 5 on their heads were riding on the first bullet that came out of the barrel. When the bullet flew towards the ground, No. 3 and No. 5 jumped off the bullet, raised his feet and kicked the flying bullet like a football player shooting. The bullet immediately deviated from its original route, turned and flew towards Dongxing's knee.

The other two bullets were aimed at Dongxing's left and right shoulders.

Facing three bullets aiming to cut off three of his limbs, Dongxing took out a kunai from the ninja bag tied to his waist and waved the kunai to block the bullets.

"This guy is really crazy." No. 1 started shouting when Dongxing took out the kunai: "He actually wants to block the bullet with a knife."

Then No. 2, who was riding the bullet flying toward Dongxing's right shoulder, exclaimed: "No way."

No.2 Observe Dong Xing's movement of waving the kunai. The trajectory of the kunai is definitely directed at the bullet he is riding on: "He can really block the bullet, but it doesn't matter."

The Sex Pistols were a stand-in for just this situation. The bullet's route was intercepted, and No. 2's kick caused the bullet to change its route, from the right shoulder to the lower abdomen: "He can't stop this bullet."

I have to say that the power of modern technology is indeed great. In addition to being more resistant to beatings, Mista's body functions are still at the level of ordinary humans. With a pistol, he can shoot flying items faster than throwing ninja tools.

Three consecutive shots from the revolver at such a close range, and with the blessing of the substitute ability, Dongxing really couldn't stop it.

However, Dongxing's action of blocking the bullet was just a meaning.

Puff puff, three muffled sounds happened almost at the same time.

Dong Xing was shot three times in his left leg, right shoulder and lower abdomen.

"Ah... I really can't stop it." Dongxing scratched his head awkwardly and switched the kunai from his injured right arm to his left hand: "Without demonization turned on, it is a bit unrealistic to block Mista's bullets at close range, but This kunai was never meant to stop bullets from the beginning."

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The kunai was inserted into his right shoulder. Dongxing stirred the kunai to find the hard touch of the bullet: "It is used to dig out the bullet."

With blood splattering, a bullet stuck in the muscle was ejected by Dong Xing. Immediately afterwards, the kunai was pulled out from the right shoulder and stabbed into the abdomen: "Fortunately, I usually train my abdominal muscles. Otherwise, if the bullet penetrates into the intestines, it would be difficult to use the kunai to pick it out."

The second one.

Mista's eyelids twitched.

If you do this, wouldn't the wound be more serious than the wound caused by the bullet?

This guy is really a lunatic, right?

Dongxing raised his left leg and took out the bullet stuck in the patella of his left leg: "There are still bones. In fact, I have also practiced bones... I'm just kidding, it's because of the chakra. , otherwise my knees will be shattered... Of course, this sentence is also a joke."

Fuge's time as a gangster was still a little short, so when he saw this scene, he actually felt a little scared. Blood of the same kind can easily create a scary atmosphere.

But what’s even scarier is yet to come: “Look what this is.”

Dongxing took out a grenade seized from the members of the Enthusiastic Organization and showed it to Bucciarati and the others.

Bucciarati's expression immediately changed.

This guy is a lunatic.

The steel chain fingers appeared instantly, opened a zipper on the ground, and led the team members into the ground.

Immediately afterwards, there was a loud sound of a grenade exploding overhead.

Such a close distance...

Didn't he blow himself up?