Chapter 126 Ignorance and Fearlessness (End of the Month! Please Give Me a Monthly Ticket, and I Will Update It on May Day!!)

"Hanzo!?"

Staring at the center of the conference table, the man who swung out the chain sickle.

In the already dilapidated tent, Chiyo's roar of shock and anger resounded, and there was only uncontrollable rage on her face!

Bang! !

As she quickly formed seals with both hands, chakra surged out of the scroll floating in the air, wrapped with characters and rushed out of the surface, turning into three human-shaped puppets!

The third of the "White Secret Technique: The Ten People of the Near Matsu"!

If the second generation Kazekage Shamon is the founder of the puppeteer, Monzaemon is the first person to learn puppetry and improve it on this basis. He is the idol that all puppeteers admire.

The Ten People of the Near Matsu is the lifelong masterpiece of "Monzaemon".

Using ten fingers to control ten puppets at the same time, he can manipulate the essence of puppetry freely, cooperate with each other and form a formation, and even use it to capture a city. It is called the strongest ten machines, one machine is worth a thousand.

Chakra lines extended from the fingers, connecting the three white-robed puppets. Chiyo shouted in a deep voice: "Attack!"

The female puppet holding two broadswords rushed towards Hanzo under Chiyo's control, and then swung an angry slash!

Whirl!!

The evil wind raised by the broadsword tore the air, which was enough to show that the force was heavy.

But in the next moment, Hanzo sneered and grasped the sickle to meet it.

Bang! Bang Bang Bang!!

During the collision, a nearly eardrum-tearing explosion sounded, dazzling sparks scattered and splashed, and violent airflow surged from it, shaking off the rain between the two.

However, Hanzo only tried a few times, and had some idea of ​​the puppet's strength, so he pulled away without fighting.

"You have ten fingers, but you only use three?"

Looking at Chiyo, whose face was livid on the other side of the conference table, the blood-stained sickle fell into Hanzo's hand again, and he immediately raised the sharp tip of the knife and pointed it at her and sneered, "Are you looking down on me, old puppet woman?"

"Hanzo! Do you know what you are doing?!"

Chiyo's raised fingers trembled slightly, but she still suppressed the anger in her heart, pointed at the Sand Ninjas and asked sternly, "Do you want to provoke a war between the Rain Country and the Wind Country?"

People will not die immediately after being cut in half. On the contrary, they will be extremely excited due to fear, pain, and blood loss. At the same time, they will also be extremely sober and experience the terrible fear of death.

"Ah! It hurts!"

"Master Chiyo, save me, save me!"

"My intestines, no, don't..."

Looking at those Sand Ninjas who only had half of their bodies left, they were still crawling on the ground screaming and wailing, dragging a trail with their internal organs.

Even Luosha, who had seen blood, couldn't help but feel nauseous, and retreated with a slight tremor in his body.

If he hadn't subconsciously blocked that blow just now, he would have been the one crawling on the ground!

No one expected that Hanzo, this bastard, would dare to break into their base and attack them directly in front of Chiyo, the commander of Sand Village!

"Angry?" The sneer on Hanzo's face disappeared, but the coldness in his eyes became stronger, "But didn't you ask for it?"

As he spoke, the black cat lying on his head opened its eyes lazily.

Bang!

A corpse held in the air by the wind fell between Chiyo and Hanzo.

Feeling the movement of the black cat above his head, Hanzo's expression seemed a little unnatural because it was the first time he was stepped on his head.

But he quickly adjusted himself, pointed at the corpse, looked at Chiyo and asked coldly: "Is this guy a ninja from your Sand Village?"

Hearing this, Chiyo, who was angry, froze, looked down at the face of the corpse, and instantly recognized the identity of the corpse.

——A member of the Sand Village puppet army.

"What's going on?" Chiyo gradually frowned, and had an ominous premonition, "How could he die in your hands?"

"It seems that you admit it? Since it is a ninja from your Sand Village, then the matter is easy to solve..."

Hanzo's eyes did not fluctuate at all, and he murmured in a low voice almost talking to himself: "Blindly tolerating you bastards will only result in such a result in the end, and even more brutal and cruel massacres."

"Sure enough, Musashi is wrong, and that kid and I are right. Facing shameless guys like you, we should give a tooth for a tooth and an eye for an eye!"

"Since you have killed hundreds of civilians, I will kill hundreds of your ninjas too. Isn't it too much?"

As soon as these words came out, Chiyo's face changed instantly, and her fingers moved slightly. The bull-headed puppet who was good at close combat stepped forward and blocked her side.

"Hanzo, I don't know what you are talking about, but I think there must be some misunderstanding." Chiyo glanced at the sickle in Hanzo's hand, stepped back a few steps cautiously to distance herself, and said frankly with a serious and sincere expression: "I have repeatedly emphasized that civilians cannot be massacred. No one dares to disobey orders." "I hope you can think calmly and don't fall into the trap of some guys." Too close, too close. Although she always disdains the Rain Country, Chiyo is still afraid of Musashi and Hanzo in her heart. The biggest advantage of ninjas who are good at swordsmanship and physical skills compared to ordinary ninjas is their high mobility, speed without hand seals, and single-target killing. However, she is not afraid. She just doesn't quite understand what Hanzo meant by "killing hundreds of civilians".

Instinct told him that someone must be behind this!

"Your hypocritical look really disgusts me."

The coldness in Hanzo's eyes became even more intense, and his tone was as cold as ice: "Look carefully, this is not a transformation technique, nor is it a frame-up. The identity of the Sand Ninja is certain!"

"From now on, I will no longer compromise or tolerate you. Let's meet on the battlefield!"

During the confrontation between the two, a large number of Sand Ninjas also rushed over, staring at the strange-looking Hanzo, and their eyes subconsciously drifted to the top of his head.

"Hey! The uncle with the snorkel on his head!"

An impatient young Sand Ninja came out and asked loudly: "You broke into the military camp and killed our people. Do you think you can leave easily?"

"That's right, a samurai from a small country really takes himself seriously?"

"Let's kill that guy together and avenge our companions!"

Hanzo, who was originally planning to withdraw and leave, stopped immediately after hearing these ignorant and fearless provocations, and asked softly: "Kill me?"

The black cat lying on his head opened its amber eyes and stood up, with a hint of human sneer on its face.

I don't know if it was laughing at Hanzo who was mocked by a group of weak chickens, or at those ignorant and rude Sand Ninja weak chickens.

Looking at the Sand Ninjas rushing over here, Jiyun, who was still in cat form, shook his head.

At this moment, Chiyo suddenly looked down at her feet, and her pupils shrank suddenly.

"Be careful underground! There's..." Before she could finish her words, the ground beneath her feet trembled and cracked into several cracks. Crack! Crack! It was as if something was drilling in the ground, and the flat ground was arched and bulged to form exaggerated steps. "Ambush." ​​Hanzo growled. As soon as the voice fell, a loud noise broke out. Boom! ! A force suddenly pushed up, and the ground was shattered by unimaginable force, sinking like a landslide! Under the horrified gaze of the crowd, a huge purple-black monster emerged, raised its head and let out a terrifying roar that shook the sky. "Roar!!"