Konoha: This Opening Is Too Villainous

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Qingque, who just wanted to understand some questions, looked at the packaging bags that appeared in each assassination scene in Ibizi's hands, but had new doubts.

Everything seems to be back to where it started.

It is well known that some assassins with quirks like to leave unique emblems such as [Yu to Princess Huacong...] on the scene of the assassination to show some unique meanings.

Could it be that Anbu also has this habit?

But this kind of throwing garbage bags at the assassination scene is not acceptable.

Qing Que stared at the packaging bag with the large characters [Compressed Biscuits], and a sudden flash of light flashed in her mind.

"Could it be that Anbu had a habit of eating compressed biscuits before his assassination mission?

But as soon as he finished speaking, he didn't believe it himself.

After all, this is so inspiring!

Can you believe that Anbu eats snacks before work?

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Not to mention that I don’t know much about this independent department, but even if you need to replenish your physical strength before the battle, it’s still a pill!

That's pretty cool, isn't it?

So Qingque quickly rejected the idea and was ashamed of his hasty.

However, what he didn't expect was - he guessed it right!

Eating a pack of compressed biscuits to fill up quickly before a battle is really a personal habit that Fujiu has developed over a long time.

Be patient and lurking, seize the opportunity, and strike at the moment when the opponent relaxes!

This is the most efficient assassination process.

All you need is a one-hit kill without reacting to the opponent!

Because after giving this group of people time to react, it is also a very troublesome thing to make a seal and show a unique skill.

After all, there is no one skilled in this year, let alone being a spy, and no one wants to defect, okay?

The enemy is in the clear and I am in the dark, as long as the shot is fast enough, even Jōnin can achieve instant kill!

Of course, how not to be noticed by the other party before the assassination is another technical problem.

"It's a personal habit of a particular ninja, but not an ordinary Anbu.

Ibizi is holding the packaging bag in her hand, this honest man is extraordinarily talkative tonight.

"The Anbu Special Mobile Force is a special department belonging to the Anbu, also known as the root, and there is a very special team in the root. They are dedicated to killing rebels and spies. They are called— —Squad of Evil Dogs…”

Fujiu listened with interest. To be honest, he didn't expect Ibizi to have something in it. Just relying on the compressed biscuit packaging bag thrown away on the scene can make so many things in series, whether to say something or not, this product can become an interrogation in the future. minister.

In fact, he wanted to continue listening, but a new incident appeared in the fire not far away...

"Huchi! Huchi! Hu..."

On the northwest border of the Fire Nation, come to the wild woods not far from Tushan Town, the hub of trade and trade.

"Crack... cluck..."

The three ninjas wearing Sand Shinobi forehead protectors fell to the ground in extremely twisted postures, making a sound of shattering and rubbing against the wood.

Their empty eye sockets were the color of stagnant water, and patches of cracked skin appeared on their faces.

The rustling sounded endlessly, and the pieces were like cracked soil, weathered into strands of fine yellow sand that slowly fell, revealing the rough wooden structure inside.

Puppet! Sand Ninja's puppet!

The breeze blew softly, taking away the thick bloody smell, filling the whole space with the fresh breath of the jungle again.

"Pfft!

In front of them, a middle-aged ninja knelt on the ground covered in blood, causing waves of sand to float up.

He seemed to have exhausted all his strength, all the rest of his right hand trembled and held the ninja sword inserted into the ground to support the weight of his entire body.

Blood flowed down from his forehead, accompanied by heavy breathing, over the corners of his brows.

The sharp Three Tomoe Sharingan slowly blurred.

But the faith in those eyes is stronger than ever!

Uchiha Yanta didn't know what he was waiting for, but he had a hunch in his heart that everything did not end with the death of Jōnin, the three-name sand.

The real crisis has just begun!

"For more than 670 years of snow in the pillow wind, I have breakfast with the tiger..."

"Carry the old man's fish string and ask Wolong how much money.""

"It's raining continuously in Shu, and there are corpses everywhere outside the gate. Your smile is like a vicious dog..."

The girl's soft humming sound, as if the wind in the forest, from far to near.

Uchiha Yantai condensed his last will, forced his vision to become clear, and slowly looked up.

At some point, a figure appeared on the branches of the tall tree beside him.

This angle is so awkward that it makes it difficult to see his face, but he can only see waist-length black hair dancing.

"Speak your purpose! Ninja!"

Although it is the end of the battle, the aura of being a strong man is still vividly displayed in Uchiha Yanta!

The unknown intonation and weird lyrics came to an abrupt end, leaving only the wind blowing slowly in the woods.

However, the other party did not immediately answer his question.

After a long while, the undisguised teasing tone came quietly.

"Uchiha, do you think this song is good?"