A knife, cut over the leaves!

When the wail mixed with the pleasure of the long knife into the belly.

The narrow road has turned into a purgatory on earth.

The demons roared and crawled out of hell, mercilessly harvesting people’s lives.

Thump.

The last samurai fell, and the body of the night eight swords was already stained with blood.

Look across the battlefield.

The terrified faces of a dozen corpses before they died, and the scarlet all over the ground were shocking.

The two shinobi behind him, who had originally protected Lord Nani, had already spat up on the weeds pile next to him.

They are only on a C-level mission for the first time.

Dead people are such a thing, and I was still thinking about how far away they would be.

But this is like a picture of hell, and they can’t bear it at all.

Call.

Exhale a turbid breath.

Eight Swords leaned under the big tree next to him.

Reach out to the hand that grabbed the blade before, then grab the wine gourd and pour alcohol on it to disinfect the work.

Tearing off the bandage, just about to wrap it up, a hand next to him snatched the job.

Looking at the knife edge in his hand, Itachi frowned.

“Jian Sang, with what I know about you, you can completely avoid this level of minions before slashing at you.”

“You can even kill him before he attacks you.”

“But why do you have to pick it up with your hands?”

Itachi didn’t understand, he only knew this sword, and Jiansang had no reason to be hit at all.

“Itachi, I’m a person.”

Shaking his head, the killing intent in the eyes of the eight swords had disappeared, of course he was a human.

“And this is the first time I’ve killed someone.”

First killing.

Something I overlooked.

The body of the weasel that returned to God trembled, and like the eight swords, he was also killing for the first time.

“Whether panic and fear will come, I don’t know.”

“But before you encounter that emotion, it works well to let pain replace that feeling.”

“At least I killed them all soberly.”

Mouthed the second pot head, Eight Swords had a mockery on his face.

Only when he kills, he knows that when he read the novel in his previous life, the protagonist can overcome that discomfort lightly, which is simply nonsense.

Especially the first killing.

Just by looking at the weasel next to him trembling and bandaging his hand, Eight Swords understood what kind of psychology it was.

“But from today onwards, that sentiment will cease to exist.”

“This is the will tempered by blood.”

“As a ninja, when performing a mission, not killing means being killed!”

Shaking the bandaged hand, the slightest pain made Eight Swords completely understand what kind of world he was in.

Naruto.

Hidden under the blood is the law of the jungle.

Even Naruto, who wore the aura of the protagonist, knew that choosing to take his mouth when he did not defeat the other party would have no effect at all.

This is the real world.

And the man next to him has no blood to speak of from that angle.

“Jian-san…”

At this time, the ferret has thoroughly understood Jiansang’s words, paralyzes the nerves with pain, and then comes from the pain to understand the fear more deeply, and then overcome the fear.

Himself, also because he was worried about Jian Sang’s comfort, and then rushed over without any scruples.

Am I overcoming fear?

Itachi didn’t know, he only knew the feeling of extreme anger in his heart when the enemy’s knife slashed at Jiansang.

No one can hurt my friends.

No one!

There was a tingling pain in his eyes, and the ferret shook his head.

Unfortunately, in the end, the level still did not pass in one breath.

His chakra eyes were still silent.

“Hey, the one called Kusanagi Jiro, and Gentaimaru, it’s best to hide behind me on the next escort road, otherwise you will die.”

Flicking the blood on the slashing knife, the eight swords shouted at the two dragon sets that spit out unspeakable, and then stood up and strode forward.

The soul fluctuation in the consciousness was clearly perceived.

He didn’t know if this sudden assassination had anything to do with that soul fluctuation, but it was certain that the man would not let himself and others go smoothly on the next journey.

Itachi’s first C-class mission is a story.

Those scarlet, sad chakra eyes will also unfold completely.

Damn it.

That’s exactly what I’ve said to them before.

Now it was sent back in the same tone.

Kusanagi Jiro smiled bitterly and looked at his pockmarked companion.

What else can they say?

I’m afraid that if it weren’t for the fact that Yohachi Sword and Uchiha Itachi were suddenly included in the squad, this assassination alone, they would have been wiped out.

Don’t say that their guidance is not tolerant, or they are missing companions, so they will fail.

This is a manifestation of a lack of hard power, and perhaps, they are not worthy of being ninjas.

Not every squad has the same treatment as Konoha Xiaoqiang in the future, especially in this era, Konoha has just experienced the serious wear and tear of the third ninja war, and there are many orphan squads like this.

The team moved on.

Everything seemed to calm down, a breeze blew through, and a man with a mask suddenly appeared and looked at the corpse on the ground.

“Killed by a knife?”

“Underestimate them, but then, it’s not so easy to deal with.”

Space surged and the masked man slowly disappeared, and he reappeared, but on the necessary road not far in front of the escort team, the ground around him slowly drilled out several strange “humans” with white bodies. ”

“Kill them.”

“Yes!”

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