Naruto Reborn: The Rise of the Tsar

Chapter 90 Looting
In a tavern on the edge of an unknown town in the Country of Sichuan.

Although it was late at night, the tavern was still full of people.

From time to time, people dressed as waiters come forward to refill wine and serve food.

Several people dressed as businessmen were chatting enthusiastically about gossip.

"Hey, have you heard? This town doesn't seem to be peaceful!"

"Are you talking about the murder of the ninja stationed there a few days ago?"

"Yes, I heard people say in private that when the ninja's body was discovered, his heart was already missing! That scene... tsk tsk tsk."

"So evil? Is there a monster?"

"That damn monster must be a wandering ninja from somewhere. These days, with the wars between big countries, there are wandering ninjas running around everywhere."

"Ordinary wandering ninjas wouldn't rip out people's hearts, would they?"

"Who knows, maybe it's a vendetta. Damn it, no matter what, I only worry about whether the price of the goods will be cheaper tomorrow!"

"That's right, hahaha, come on, drink!"

At this moment, a strong man with his upper body exposed suddenly stood up and walked unsteadily towards the door of the tavern.

At this time, the waiter came up and nodded and said,

"Uncle, the total cost of your drinks this time is one thousand, five hundred taels!"

The strong man seemed confused for a moment, then became furious and kicked the waiter.

"Screw you, sir. I drink in this town, and I never give any money for drinks, and I don't ask any questions!"

The waiter was kicked to the chest and immediately knocked to the ground, knocking over a table next to him.

This kick was so powerful that the waiter immediately spat out a mouthful of blood. He must have known some chakra-using skills.

The guests at the table next to him obviously knew this rogue and didn't want to get involved with him. After putting down their drink money, they turned around and left in a hurry.

At this time, the store owner saw this and hurriedly came forward, nodding and bowing to apologize.

But the rogue man never gave up and even started beating people.

It wasn't until the shop owner took out a small bag of money and put it into the other person's arms that he gave up in frustration.

The man received the money, his face full of pride, and after glaring fiercely at the waiter who was struggling to get up not far away, he was about to leave when he happened to meet an indifferent gaze.

"Boy! What are you looking at!"

The strong man yelled fiercely. Generally speaking, ordinary people would shrink their eyes when they were scolded like this, and would not dare to look at him.

From this process, the strong man will also get a sense of satisfaction from bullying others, but today, he obviously miscalculated.

"Hey, why are you?"

Fukawa calmly picked up the wine glass and took a sip. The wine from the Land of Sichuan was lighter in taste than the wine from the Land of Sand.

"You brat!" The strong man suddenly burst into anger, turned around, and strode towards Fuchuan, who was sitting alone in the center of the lobby.

"Hey, my ancestor!" The shop owner was anxious. He was not worried about the life or death of the young man in black. He was just worried that the thug was not careful or heavy and broke the things in the shop.

"Boy!" The strong man walked up to Fuchuan in two or two steps and said with a ferocious smile on his face, "Don't you dare say it again!"

The injured waiter stood up slowly with the help of other store clerks. He looked curiously at the young man in black sitting calmly on the stool without looking at the strong man.

"Why are there flies everywhere! It's buzzing and annoying!" Fuchuan's voice was neither high nor low, and it passed clearly into the ears of the strong man.

"It's over, this young man will have to break his muscles and bones at least!"

"Sure enough, he is a stranger. I have never seen how powerful this rogue is!" "Is there any justice left in this town, so he can bully others?"

The other guests who had witnessed the power of this ruthless brawny man all felt sorry for the young man.

In their eyes, this young man was probably about to be beaten severely.

"Okay! Okay! Okay!" The strong man immediately stretched out his hand to grab Fuchuan's collar.

Suddenly, the rogue strong man felt a slight push coming from his feet, and he slid along the way.
Plop!
In full view of everyone, the strong man knelt down in front of Fu Chuan's table!
There was a sudden silence in the hall, and you could hear a needle drop.

how?

The strong man suddenly felt confused.

Did you drink too much?
Then the strong man shook his head vigorously, and just as he stood up, a slight push came from his feet again.
thump!
The strong man knelt down again and finally realized something was wrong. He looked around in horror, but found no trace except a pool of fine sand on the ground.

So he carefully held on to the table and tried to stand up again.

When he knelt down for the third time, the strong man finally realized that it was the young man in front of him who was teasing him.

The rogue looked frightened. In fact, his father was the ninja stationed in this town before, so he also learned how to use chakra for a period of time, but in the end, because he couldn't bear the hardship, he failed to become a real ninja.

But relying on his strong physique and the connivance and support of his family, he has become a tyrant in the town.

He knew deeply how big the gap was between himself and a real ninja.

The ability can be activated naturally without any seals. Isn't this the limit of blood inheritance?

The one who has the blood inheritance limit must at least be a jounin!
This is an existence that even his own father needs to look up to!
The strong man swallowed his saliva, his voice trembling a little, "I, a little man, cannot see the mountains! I bumped into you, please forgive me."

Fuchuan seemed to be swept away by his words. He put down a few banknotes, picked up the long knife on the stool, turned around and left.

Halfway through, he suddenly thought of something, turned back halfway, and stretched out his hand towards the rogue.

"money!"

The strong man hurriedly handed over the bag of money given by the previous store owner in his arms.

Fuchuan took it and threw it to the shop owner not far away, then continued to stretch out his hand and said, "I'm talking about your drink money!"

The strong man was stunned, and hurriedly continued to rummage around, and finally found another bag of money. He didn't dare to count it, and handed it all over.

After flipping it casually, Fuchuan said with satisfaction, "That's pretty much it. Remember to pay when you go out to eat in the future!"

After that, he threw the bag of money away.

It happened to land firmly in the second hand of the store clerk who was injured before.

"Collect the wine money and treat the rest as apology and medical expenses."

Immediately afterwards, a figure flashed before everyone's eyes, and the figure of the young man in black disappeared.

After being stunned for a long time, the rogue stood up carefully, finally stopped falling, and left the place as if running away.

After the rogue left, all the drinkers began to speculate on the identity of the mysterious young man in black.

To no avail for a long time.

At the foot of a mountain about three miles away from the tavern.

There were shrill screams one after another, and there were broken flags and burning goods everywhere.

More than a dozen bandits were randomly killing people in the crowd, and some people kept falling down after being stabbed.

It's like a hell on earth.

(End of this chapter)