Konoha's talent

"Haha! General, I didn't expect us to meet here!"

Sure enough, Saitama's side had just called a halt when there was a sound from the mountain.

"Suddenly!"

A large number of people appeared on both sides of the mountain, all wearing uniform uniforms, and speaking was a samurai in red armor.

"Shimada!"

At this time, Xiahu came out of the carriage in early spring and stood at the front of the carriage.

His voice was surprised and seemed puzzled by the appearance of this person.

"The general is surprised? I didn't expect it to be me?" Shimada squeezed his chin and smiled mockingly.

Shimada is a tall and burly man with a physique that is a lot bigger than a tiger in early spring, so the expression on his face at this time is very contrary.

"Am I treating you well?" Xiahu asked with doubts in his eyes in early spring.

"The adults treat me really well, but I think I can become a general. There is no conflict, right?" Shimada shrugged.

"What do you want to show up here today, kill me?" In early spring, the tiger's eyes began to calm down, his tone stiff.

"The adults are kind to me anyway, if the adults are caught with their hands, I will not hurt them." Shimada smiled, there are so many people around him, he feels that the balance of victory has been leaning toward him.

"Then there is nothing to talk about?" Saitama stood up at the right time, stepping on the roof of the car, his tone cold.

"Huh? Who are you?" Shimada had noticed this kid who had been standing on the roof of the car.

"You don't need to worry about who I am!" Saitama shook his head and rubbed the Shinobi that hung around his waist with his hands. The voice was very small, as if talking to himself.

"Since the general is in my way, the subordinate has to be offended." Shimada waved his hand with a gloomy voice.

"Come on! Life or death!" The samurai on both sides drew out their swords and came towards the convoy.

The samurai in the ninja world, although not as powerful as a ninja, is also a force that cannot be underestimated.

"Suddenly!" Before Saitama started, he heard the sound of drawing a knife in his ears.

Turning his head, those servants he thought had a simple knife in their hands, their eyes sharpened.

"Kill these traitors and protect the glory of the early spring adults!"

The leader said loudly, and then rushed out to meet the enemy coming down from the mountain.

The number of enemies is about four or five times that of these "servants" who follow the convoy all the way, but they don't have the slightest fear in their eyes.

"Just laughed." Standing on the carriage, Saitama heard Xiahu's words in early spring.

"Isn't politics like this? Interests are the strongest bond!"

After Saitama finished speaking, Xiahu's body trembled in early spring, and his eyes closed and opened again as if resigning.

"I originally regarded Shimada as my successor. I have no heirs, and I am looking forward to letting him take over my seat in a few years. Unexpectedly! Haha." The tiger's voice trembled in early spring, and his hands were tightly on his thighs. Pinch it sideways.

"Come!" Saitama muttered out of reach.

"Bang!" He kicked his feet, and he shot out like an arrow, and the carriage shook suddenly under the impact.

"Unexpectedly, you are still a ninja." The one who was speaking was a ninja wearing leather armor and wearing the forehead of Mizuna Rebellious Ninja guard. He was holding a half-person high sword.

"Rebel?" Saitama fell in front of the enemy.

"Huh, kid, get ready to die!"

"Ninfa-Mist Hidden Technique!" The enemy pinched out the Ninja mark, and a white mist began to fill the surroundings.

"How do you want to die? Konoha's ninja." The voice came from all directions, and Saitama stopped and looked around intently.

He knew this ninjutsu, and Momoji used it when he did not fight with the Kakashi squad, summoning fog to block the enemy's sight.

It is also accompanied by the "Mist Hidden-Silent Killing Technique". This ninjutsu allows one's breath to be covered up, making it even more impossible for enemies whose sight is blocked to track them.

"Writing round eyes!" Saitama didn't dare to be sloppy. The strength of this traitor was not low, and he was also good at this assassination technique. He must be careful.

"Huh!" The long sword abruptly appeared on Saitama's chest, and Saitama quickly backed away, the sword from his waist was pulled out and placed across his chest.

"Interesting!" Kiri Shinobu's voice sounded again, but Saitama still couldn't determine the enemy's location.

"Do you choose to protect yourself? Or protect your client?" The enemy's voice induced Saitama.

"Huh?" Saitama turned around abruptly and quickly moved towards the place where he remembered the tiger in early spring.

Soon, Saitama felt a familiar breath, and quickly fell to Xiahu's side in early spring.

"Stay here, don't move." In early spring, Shitatora seemed to be startled by the sudden appearance of Saitama, but he heard that it was Saitama and patted his chest to calm down.

"This is Mist's assassination technique, right?" As he spoke, Xiahu leaned against Saitama in early spring. Saitama ignored him, still observing the surroundings seriously, guarding against enemy attacks.

In early spring, Xiahu showed palpitations, and narrowed the distance with Saitama.

When the two were less than half a meter apart, the tiger showed a trace of ferociousness in the early spring, and he felt a bitterness between his sleeves.

"Huh!"

"Go to hell!"

"Puff!" The head fell, and the tiger's head fell to the ground in early spring.

"Do you consider me an idiot?" Saitama turned her head, the Shinobi in his hand was still shining with thunder.

In early spring, the tiger had already turned into a pool of water and disappeared.It seems that this counterfeit is just a body of the enemy.

"Wind Dun-Great Breakthrough!" Saitama didn't want to continue playing this boring peekaboo game.

A violent wind spit out from Saitama's mouth and swept away the surrounding mist in an instant.

"Huh?" The enemy appeared a few meters away from Saitama, covered with a dark purple chakra.

"That's the silent killing technique." Saitama remembers using this ninjutsu before cutting it.

"Strike!" Seeing the enemy's figure, Saitama stopped hesitating and rushed away.

The corner of his eye also glanced at the battle on the other side: Xiahu and the samurai named Shimada have been fighting together in early spring, you come and I meet.

"What?" Wu Ren had not reacted from the fact that the water body was seen through, the surrounding fog disappeared, and he was exposed to the enemy's field of vision.

"Damn it!" Wuren scolded when seeing Saitama approaching him.But he didn't move slowly, and came over to meet Saitama.