I founded the "Bragging Cult" in Naruto.

Chapter 390 Middle-aged people support a family, young people build a family, and teenagers tear a family down.

"Will you tell me or not?!"

"Bang!"

"Will you tell me or not?!"

"Bang!"

Shinnosuke grabbed an Iwa ninja by the hair and slammed his head against the wall. The Iwa ninja's skin was charred black, and there were even scattered sparks and wisps of smoke on his clothes.

Haramichi stood guard vigilantly to the side, while Shinnosuke, looking somewhat anxious, turned and asked, "Hasn't he confessed yet?"

"No, you're just being stubborn! Typical of this level of assessment!"

Shinnosuke, also drenched in sweat, looked at the barely alive Iwa ninja and said, "I'll give you one last chance. Tell me the information!"

"What kind of intelligence?"

The Iwa ninja had completely given up struggling; all he wanted to know was what Shinnosuke wanted to know.

"Still being stubborn even now? Do you really want to die?!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Shinnosuke grabbed the Iwa ninja by the hair, slammed the ninja against the wall twice, and then growled menacingly at him, "Speak!"

"What should I say?"

Tears welled up in Iwagakure's eyes, whether from grievance or from hitting his nose while banging his head against the wall, causing his tear ducts to become uncontrollable.

Shinnosuke took a deep breath and then said, "Didn't you say you wouldn't let me succeed?! Then you must know my purpose, so tell me!"

As he spoke, he gestured again, pulling the Iwa ninja, who had been slumped on the ground, to his knees. The Iwa ninja's eyes were red, and he said with a heavy nasal voice, "I really, really don't know your purpose."

The Iwa ninja couldn't hold back his tears any longer. When he saw a ninja from an enemy village barging into his room, his first reaction was that they were there to kill him. Wasn't it normal to say a few harsh words?

As a result, this kid got so excited after hearing his own tough talk that he hit himself with an electric cannon. Then another Konoha ninja came up and hit him with an electric cannon as well, and then slammed his head against the wall.

Who did he offend?!

"Still being stubborn?! Still dare to be stubborn?!"

Shinnosuke didn't care about anything else. After searching for so long, he had finally encountered someone who seemed to have more information, so he wasn't going to let him go. He swung his arm and continued smashing the wall.

"Shin-chan, is it possible that he really doesn't know?"

Looking at the Iwa ninja whose original appearance was no longer recognizable, Harumichi asked with some uncertainty.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Shinnosuke seemed not to have had enough and went for a couple more rounds before saying, slightly out of breath, "Hondo, let me tell you, these ninjas who operate outside the country's borders year-round are the most cunning!"

Don't forget what kind of ninjas we're about to become. Our enemies are these cunning or powerful ninjas; we can't afford to be soft-hearted at all!

In fact, Shinnosuke's hands were trembling slightly. It wasn't that he had never killed enemies before. In fact, as the eldest son of the Hokage, the missions he received after graduation were more difficult than those of his peers.

He had long since overcome his psychological barriers, but torturing an enemy was a first for him. The feeling of watching an enemy gradually become inhuman in his hands was truly unbearable.

But when he thought of that senior, that senior who used striking the jewel as his personal trademark and specialty, Shinnosuke reminded himself that only by using inhuman methods could he defeat these ninjas whose willpower far exceeded that of ordinary people and extract the information from their minds.

That senior must have chosen a method that makes men tremble with fear for this reason!

"Thump!"

Thinking of his senior, Shinnosuke released his grip, looked at the Iwa ninja slumped on the ground, and forced his voice to remain calm and not too low or hoarse, said, "I'm giving you one last warning! This is your last chance!"

"Kill me."

Iwagakure looked at Shinnosuke, whose hands, clothes, and even face were stained with his blood, with despair. He saw the resolute look in Shinnosuke's eyes and knew that he was beyond saving.

The only thing we can fight for is a chance to die quickly.

Shinnosuke gritted his teeth and said, "You forced me to do this!"

Immediately, he planted his left foot firmly and swung his right foot slightly backward, just like a village child kicking a tin can, before unleashing a powerful shot.

"Click~"

The Iwa ninja, who had already lost all strength, suddenly unleashed a burst of power within him, allowing him to hug himself. His body arched like a boiled shrimp, and the skin that hadn't been stained with blood was now completely red.

"Heh~ Heh~"

The ninja made strange sounds, like a wail, but he couldn't shout it out. The next second, his body stiffened, then arched back and stretched, and the next second, he shrank back into a shrimp shape.

Shinnosuke's breathing became somewhat short. Although this kick hadn't taken up much of his strength, sweat was pouring down his forehead.

Even as the perpetrator, Shinnosuke felt a sense of fear when that kick landed.

How strong and unwavering must his will be?

With growing admiration, Shinnosuke took a deep breath, the sweat on his forehead ceasing. Looking at the Iwa ninja whose eyes were now consumed by despair, he said, "Let's go. Perhaps he really doesn't know anything."

"Gurgle~"

Harumichi swallowed hard, looked at Shinnosuke who had already reached the door, thought for a moment, and then threw the kunai in his hand at Iwa ninja. Harumichi wasn't sure if it was his imagination, but he saw gratitude in Iwa ninja's eyes.

"Where is it? Where is the next clue?"

As Shinnosuke stepped outside, he looked at the chaotic market and muttered to himself. He had searched almost the entire small market but had not found any clues.

I thought that the Iwa ninja who had been cowering in his room and seemed out of place compared to the others in the market would be the key to solving the problem, but now it seems that the Iwa ninja was really cowardly and didn't dare to go out and get involved.

"If it's not in a certain place, could it be in a certain person?"

Harumichi, who was a step behind, also heard Shinnosuke's murmur and offered his idea. Shinnosuke looked at the ninjas fighting in the distance, dodging two flying shuriken, and then said:

"That's troublesome. Did you see that? Several Jonin are taking advantage of this chaos, killing ninjas from other villages. We might not be a match for them."

"Shinnosuke, Harumichi, bad news. In the midst of the battle just now, several Konoha ninja escaped my sense range at some point."

Suddenly, the voice of Yamanaka Satoru echoed in their minds. This was the Yamanaka clan's telepathic technique, and also their "weapon" in the past.

However, at this moment, Yamanaka Satoru's telepathic abilities did not bring the usual tactical cooperation requests, but bad news—bad news that none of the three knew how to handle.

"Could it have escaped?"

Yuan Dao suddenly looked around with some worry. If the commotion they made gave the "target" an opportunity to escape, then not only would they fail to make any further progress, but they might even disrupt the village's other arrangements.

Shinnosuke frowned as well. Gendo's concerns were not unfounded, but he wasn't as panicked as Gendo. Instead, he surveyed the battlefield, now almost devoid of Konoha ninja, and then said in a heavy tone:

"At least six Konoha ninjas are missing. In the worst-case scenario, our target, or our examiner, is one of them."

"Jue, do you know their retreat route? Even just one direction?"

As he spoke, his thoughts instantly returned to Yamanaka Satoru, who said in a heavy tone, "I have absolutely no idea when, how, or in which they left."

Hearing Yamanaka Satoru's voice in his mind, Shinnosuke clenched his fist. At this moment, Haramichi said, "Shinnosuke, why don't you go search the outer perimeter? You're the fastest. I'll stay here to check and keep an eye on Satoru's body."

"No, even if the three of us join forces, we will find it difficult to withstand the attacks of a Jonin. Once the melee here ends, they will target the two of you left in the market and you will be wiped out instantly."

Shinnosuke shook his head. He longed to complete the mission, but he wasn't at the point where he would put his comrades in danger to achieve it.

"So what should we do now?"

Gendo asked in confusion, and Shinnosuke thought for a moment before saying, "First, check the dead ninjas in the market to see if there are any clues on them. Satoru, the only ones who left were Konoha ninjas, right?"

"right."

"That's good. In that case, even if our target or the examiner manages to slip away among them, the worst that can happen is that they fail the assessment."

After saying that, he immediately added, "Jue, you can stop using the secret technique now. Yuan Dao and I will rush back to your side immediately. The current chaotic battle situation doesn't need us to add fuel to the fire."

Those who are after the goodwill will exaggerate and embellish the story for us.

"it is good."

The connection between their thoughts was severed. Shinnosuke and Harami exchanged a glance and then headed towards where Yamanaka Satoru was. They needed to reunite to have the ability to fight against the Jonin.

This is assuming these Jonin from different villages don't team up; but if they don't unite, they wouldn't be able to defeat even one of them individually.

At this moment, in a forest on the border of the Land of Fire, a Konoha ninja covered in blood suddenly looked around, his ninja sword unconsciously swinging, especially when someone touched him from behind.

"Whoosh~"

Once his mind cleared, the Konoha ninja turned around, twisted his waist, and swung his sword, but the blade was caught between two fingers.

"One of our own."

Upon seeing the iconic silver-white, bluish-white curly hair, the Konoha ninja immediately released his strength. He then looked around and found that there were several other Konoha ninjas there, who were also somewhat bewildered.

"Lord Chenchen Ma?"

Although Tatsuma was younger than him and his official ninja rank was Chunin, the Konoha ninja still couldn't help but use honorifics.

Tatsuma waved his hand and asked, "What's going on over there?"

The Konoha ninja sorted out his thoughts and then said, "After we discovered Shinnosuke's arrival today, we approached his residence to protect him, but not long ago, someone started the battle."

I haven't been able to find Shinnosuke. I'm not sure what his situation is. Tatsuma-sama, you should hurry back and rescue Shinnosuke! He's...

"He's just a Chunin from Konoha."

Tatsuma interrupted him directly. Combining the "confessions" of the others with what he had sensed in the market, he had already guessed the general plot. He guessed that Shinnosuke and the others couldn't stand being idle, or that their anxiety had made them too sensitive.

"Don't go back to that market for now. Go back to the village first. I will take full responsibility for any consequences of your actions. Just give me my name."

Tatsuma raised his hand, stopping the Chunin who was about to say something, then looked towards the market, sighing inwardly.

Young people may lack ability and willpower, but they are indeed strong. The market, which has been strangely peaceful for many years, has had all its "rules" overturned because of the three's recklessness.

(End of this chapter)