Naruto infinite hangup

"There is a strange fragrance." Fengjian covered his nose. From just now, he smelled a soft fragrance, like the smell of peach blossoms.

"Smell?" Everyone was startled. They were standing next to a fast food restaurant when Shan Zhongye realized something was wrong. The short blade he carried had already pierced the man's throat.

'Wind Release·Breakthrough' to identify the source of the scent, Kushina used Wind Release to blow away some of the scent. At the same time, the old man and Yun Luo had fallen to the ground.

"It's not an ordinary drug." Fengjian squatted beside Yun Luo and put his fingers on her neck. "The pulse is very weak, which is enough for her to sleep for a long time."

It became clear that the man was just a part of what attracted their attention. They had been standing in front of the store for too long.

The hunters began to unite. They remained invisible, quietly hiding their daggers and poison-coated crossbows, waiting for the opportunity to kill with one strike.

Kazama's eyelids were also a little twitchy.

At some point, the sparse pedestrians on the road had completely disappeared. The town returned to silence. Only the lonely larch tree in front of the town still stood there, like a giant watching the distance.

Everyone looked around. They didn't know where the next offensive would start, but the situation was obviously not good for them.

"Plop" Kazama also fell down, and Kushina knelt on one knee. She looked tired and carefully sensed the chakra around her. Nothing was found. Almost every ninja village has a secret technique that can perfectly hide chakra. The practice method is simple and the flaws are obvious.

The price they need to pay is to temporarily become an ordinary person.

Ten seconds, Konoha's secret technique takes ten seconds for the user to restore chakra. After restoring chakra, there will be a small burst of chakra in the user's body, which will obviously expose the user's location.

These people obviously used similar secret techniques

"Captain, you can't fall down." Akimichi Yutaka and Yamanaka Ya stabbed each other in their arms. The severe pain could keep them awake. "If they haven't taken action now, they must be afraid of you, captain."

"Each person brings one, let's go back to that inn," Yamanaka Ye suggested, "That boss looks pretty strong."

"Okay, let's go back." Kushina hugged Kazama.

The three of them took the wounded and jumped directly to the room on the second floor. They didn't close the window when they left, and the door of the inn has not yet been opened.

Putting Kazama on the bed, Kushina smacked her lips, completely losing her groggy look just now. "Did I act fake?"

The physique of the Uzumaki clan comes with various resistances, not to mention that there is a Nine-Tails in her body.

"No way, they must be afraid that you are too strong. Next time, just act like you're going to faint." The two of them shook their heads, "If you didn't tell me that it was okay, this knife on my arm was really a stab!" ’

"Oh, this bed is so soft." Kazama opened his eyes, picked up the fluffy pillow and hugged it in his arms. .

The old man rubbed his lower back, slowly leaned on the back of the chair, and hissed, "Oh, I'm so old, my waist hurts so much after lying on the ground for a while."

"You guys went a little too far." Akimichi Yutaka and Yamanaka said expressionlessly as they sprinkled hemostatic medicine on the wound. "Why does it feel like spreading salt?"

"Little guy, your captain has a good saying, don't worry about the details." The old man smiled. He carefully examined the wounds of the two of them. "Besides, who knew you would be so cruel to yourself?" He took out a small bottle from his backpack. " Use this exclusive secret recipe, which I personally developed."

"You left without saying goodbye early in the morning, but you asked me to wait next door for a while!" The boss also jumped in from the window. She heard the movement next door and came to take a look.

"Isn't this back?" Kushina smiled.

The boss glanced at the two people with injured arms and said, "Sure enough, there are hunters again."

‘But this wound doesn’t look like it was inflicted by someone else. ' She rolled her eyes at Kushina, "You can't just listen to my advice and go back early. Those people may not be strong, but they have many ways to stop them. It's easy to get caught if you're not careful."

She pulled Kazama's face, and Kazama stepped back when he saw this, but failed to avoid it.

Fengjian was shocked. When he hid behind him, he didn't see the woman's movements clearly for a moment.

"With such a lovely disciple, you have the heart to risk your life with him?" This woman, who is as big as a eldest sister, suddenly stood up and said, "It's not like you don't know that Senju Tobirama suffered from such people before he invented the Flying Thunder God. Calculation, this incident also inspired his determination to create time and space ninjutsu."

Kushina opened her mouth and was about to speak when the boss reached out to stop her. "Okay, okay, you are the best, I can't compete with you! I'm scared, okay!"

She clapped her hands, and several young girls dressed as chefs pushed the dining cart and opened the door.

"You haven't had breakfast yet? You're welcome, please!"

Akimichi Yutaka swallowed. This boss was indeed no ordinary person. He could barely identify two or three of the ingredients for these dishes, and he learned about them from the mouths of the elders in the clan, because these things were often only given to Damingfu.

After the meal, the boss sat on a chair in the bedroom, bowing her head in thought. There was a map in front of her.

"Sister," the person outside the door did not knock, but said softly, "The suspect of the assassination has been caught. Do you want to send him in?"

"No, just get rid of it. Throw it at the gate of the town after it is done. This is the price for their transgression." She didn't feel excited, hateful, or emotional about it. This was a convention that had never changed.

Hunters also have hunter rules. This is her territory, and she stipulates that no one can set up here.

Therefore, anyone planning here must be prepared to bear her wrath. If a new hunter decides that he can kill her, he can use his life as a bargaining chip. If successful, the territory will belong to that new hunter.

The rules here have always been fair. The strong make them, the weak abide by them, and those who don't follow can rebel at any time.

"I understand." The man replied, and the footsteps outside the door gradually faded away.

Every time she stood outside that door, she felt a chill down her spine, "I'm afraid only the larch tree in front of the town knows how many stupid people have challenged the majesty of the eldest sister." ’