Naruto: I, the villain template, was hailed as a savior.

Chapter 115 A Hilarious Clown Comedy (Seeking Monthly Tickets!!)

Sizzle!

The hair, skin and all, along with the scalp were torn off.

After being thrown backward and falling to the ground by Hanzo, the dark figure didn't even have time to speak before his scream was cut off by a foot stepping on his throat.

Click.

His entire trachea and neck were broken at an angle of over 120 degrees, and he died before he could even scream.

Hanzo didn't stop moving, nor did he even bother to look down. With his feet on the corpse, he leaned back to avoid the kunai that was being swung at him.

He slammed his right palm and elbow to the side, instantly striking the person next to him in the chin.

With a sharp cracking sound from the dislocated jaw, the man's brain, still reeling from the intense shock, went blank for a moment before he saw a whip-like hand lashing out at him.

Bang! !

Large amounts of blood splattered in mid-air, then fell to the ground, drawing an arc.

His entire lower jaw was torn off by the whip, and he knelt on the ground, his lower teeth flying ten meters away, covered in blood.

"Did that old man Chiyo send you here as cannon fodder?"

Hanzo frowned, his eyes turning slightly cold. He glanced at the fleeing figures ahead and said coldly, "A rabble!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure vanished instantly.

When he reappeared, he was between the two closest people in front of him.

Hanzo didn't even draw his kusarigama, the weapon at his waist, but instead delivered a straight punch to one of the men's temples.

Bang! !

The spiraling hand shape was like a nail and a blade, and the explosive force instantly pierced through the human brain. Blood mixed with rainwater sprayed out like mist. One punch shattered his skull and penetrated deep into his brain, killing him instantly.

Hearing the whooshing sound coming from behind, Hanzo spun around and forcefully lashed out with his whip kick.

It was as ruthless as an iron whip, bringing with it a terrifying howling wind!

puff! !

The figure that had been raising his sword to strike was momentarily stunned by the whip kick that slammed into his chest. The force exploded in his chest area, and the clothes on his back were shattered by the penetrating force.

His internal organs, with his heart as the reference point, were all shattered into pieces. Blood spilled from the corner of his mouth as he collapsed weakly into the pool of water.

"Lord Hanzo..."

Looking at the towering figure that was constantly swirling and wreaking havoc in the distance, the one-eyed Rain Ninja's face once again showed excitement: "As expected of Lord Hanzo, so strong!"

Hanzo's every move is a straightforward killing technique, a set of moves he has learned from countless life-or-death battles. Every punch and kick is designed to kill more efficiently and take lives.

Simple and rough, without any embellishment.

Yet it is incredibly efficient, its entire body a weapon.

No matter what move you make, you don't need to consider the coordination of your limbs. You just need to unleash your full power. As long as you hit it solidly, you can even break through a solid iron plate.

To some extent, it is a physical technique that belongs exclusively to "ordinary people," and it shares the same style as the Rain Village's ruthless assassination techniques.

"...Damn it! So fast?"

The man at the front glanced behind him and saw his "comrade" being killed like a chicken. He couldn't help but curse under his breath and pulled out all the remaining explosive tags from his pocket.

He raised his arm high, looking behind him, about to detonate it.

puff!

The arm holding the explosive tag was torn apart, blood and explosive tags flew into the air, and the entire arm was severed and smashed to the ground.

"ah!!"

Looking at the dark figure kneeling on the ground screaming in agony, Hanzo slowly walked over, a blood-dripping scythe in his hand. He raised his leg and stomped on the figure's head, coldly saying, "You are all unexpectedly weak."

"It makes me wonder if that old puppet woman sent you, or perhaps you're not even Sunagakure ninjas at all?"

At this point, he narrowed his eyes, grabbed the man's robe, and then yanked it off sharply.

After seeing the person's attire, he subconsciously paused for a moment.

"Lord Hanzo!"

At the same time, the Rain Ninja who were responsible for the pursuit also arrived. They knelt respectfully on one knee behind Hanzo and bowed their heads in greeting.

Looking up at the man's brown armor, the one-eyed Rain Ninja muttered angrily, "I knew it! It really was those bastards from Sunagakure!"

But when he saw that hideous and pained face, his angry gaze suddenly froze, and his pupils narrowed as he carefully examined the face.

"What's wrong?" Noticing the one-eyed rain ninja's unusual behavior, Hanzo turned his head slightly to look at him and asked, "Do you know him?"

"Lord Hanzo, this guy..."

The one-eyed Rain Ninja's face showed surprise and doubt. His gaze was fixed on the Konoha ninja's face as he hesitated and said, "I've seen that face before, but he's clearly... a Konoha ninja!"

Upon hearing this, the other Rain Ninja were also startled and quickly looked at the other corpses, recognizing several familiar faces.

"He's dead." A Rain Ninja, confirming the disappearance of vital signs, whispered, "It doesn't seem to be a transformation jutsu."

No matter how advanced the transformation technique, you will still revert to your original form after death.

In other words, these guys aren't Sand Village ninjas, but rather Konoha ninjas in disguise?

Upon hearing this, Hanzo showed no surprise on his face, but simply looked down at the expression of the person at his feet.

Upon hearing the one-eyed rain ninja's words, the man's expression changed slightly, but he quickly regained his composure, sneering menacingly, "Kill me or torture me, make it quick! Killing a few hundred is enough!"

"This is just the beginning! Lord Orochimaru will avenge us! You will all..."

Before he could say anything more, Hanzo pressed down slightly with his foot, slamming his entire head into the puddle.

"idiot."

Hanzo, expressionless, bent down, spread his palm, and pressed it against the man's muddy face, muttering, "What terrible acting!"

Oh!

Hanzo's fingers tore open his cheek, but what was revealed underneath was not scarlet flesh.

Instead, it was a completely unfamiliar face, a face filled with panic.

"Lord Hanzo! This..."

Upon seeing this, the one-eyed Yu Ren's eyes widened in shock. "What's going on?" he exclaimed.

"A simple B-rank ninjutsu, the Face-Changing Technique."

Hanzo gave a predictable cold laugh and said calmly, "Dissolve and steal other people's faces, stick them on your own face and claim them as your own, so as to disguise yourself. Since it is a real face, it is flawless."

"I knew Orochimaru wouldn't make such a crude disguise. It seems that the old woman who used the puppet made these Sand Villages put on double disguises to mislead our judgment in order to make us hostile to Konoha."

At first glance, they're wearing Sand Village equipment, so they're definitely Sand Village ninjas.

But this is actually only the first layer of misleading information.

Chiyo knew he wouldn't hastily judge their identities based on their attire, so she dressed them in Konoha ninja skin masks, disguising them as "Konoha ninja disguised as Sunagakure."

"Hmph." Hanzo narrowed his eyes and sneered, "Does that old puppet woman think she can fool me like that?"

"So that's how it is?!" The one-eyed Rain Ninja, realizing he had been tricked, was horrified. "I really thought it was a Konoha ninja disguised as a Sunagakure ninja, and I almost fell for it."

Sunagakure did this on purpose to divert Amegakure's attention, causing them to clash with Konoha, so that Sunagakure could reap the benefits from the rear.

What a treacherous old man!

"Let's go!" Hanzo stood up, gripping the "Sand Village ninja's" head, and coldly said, looking towards the border of the Land of Wind, "Let's go see that old woman's face after she finds out her plan has failed!"

Soon, Hanzo and Amegakure disappeared into the forest.

pat.

From the shadows, Yun Chuan emerged.

But the smile on his face was undisguised, as if he had watched a clown's farcical comedy.

Looking at the lifeless corpses lying on the ground, a crimson blood mist gradually emanated from his body, enveloping the "Sand Ninja" corpses.

The next moment, the previously motionless "corpse" suddenly opened its eyes, its eyes, which were about to be engulfed by blood mist, were filled with terror.

"ah!!"

"Madara-sama!!"

"What is this thing?!"

Glug! Glug! Glug!

The crimson blood mist on the corpse surged continuously, like a snake devouring and digesting its prey, which struggled inside, emitting terrified screams.

But soon, the struggles and screams gradually subsided, and the much thicker blood mist merged into Yun Chuan's body.

"call!"

Yun Chuan let out a sigh of relief, a playful smile appearing on his face: "This is what they call, 'The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind, oblivious to the hunter's gun beneath the tree.'"

After saying that, he turned his head slightly to look at his shoulder and chuckled, "Am I right, Jiyun?"

"Meow."

A lazy voice entered my ears.

The wind around me seemed to grow even louder at that moment.

(End of this chapter)