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Chapter 93 Watermelon Mountain Pufferfish

The snow fell heavier and heavier, and the cold wind howled and raged.

The entire mountain was covered with thick white snow, with only a few wisps of smoke rising from the village not far away.

Under the Mizukage's orders, Suigetsu Hozuki, Biwa Juzo, and Kurosuki Raiga led three teams of elite Anbu ninjas, with the help of several sensory-type ninjas, to follow the trail deliberately left by Uchiha Munezuki. They tracked the trail all the way here, but unexpectedly encountered a blizzard.

The heavy snow covered up the originally clear traces, forcing the three ninja swordsmen to split up and search separately.

"It's so cold, I hate snow the most."

Suigetsu Hozuki, carrying Samehada, looked impatient: "If you ask me, we shouldn't have split up. Since that guy's goal is Kirigakure anyway, why not just wait for him in the village?"

Compared to ordinary ninjas, he was like a burly brown bear, which is perhaps why he disliked the cold.

"There is no trace of Uchiha Munezuki near Lord Suigetsu."

The four-person team quickly searched the area and, after confirming that no trace was found, returned to report the results.

"Tch, with this much snow, even if that bastard really left footprints, they'd be covered by snow long ago. It would be a miracle if we could find them." Suigetsu Hozuki sneered, unconcerned. He gazed at the village in the distance, where smoke was rising, and stroked his chin. "Let's go take a look over there and rest a bit. I'm tired."

"Lord Sugiyama, isn't this a bit inappropriate?"

One of the ANBU hesitated upon hearing this: "The Mizukage ordered us to find Uchiha Munezuki as soon as possible."

If they were caught slacking off in public, the Mizukage would tear them to pieces!

"Nonsense, aren't we looking? We haven't found it!" The Watermelon Pufferfish Demon grew even more impatient, his face contorted with rage. "I've worked so hard, can't I even take a break?"

Seeing that he seemed about to lose his temper, the four secret agents immediately shut their mouths.

This guy isn't exactly known for his good temper. If you really push him too far, he might just kill them first.

Suigetsu Hozuki abandoned the Anbu, rubbed his rumbling stomach, and carried Samehada on his back towards the village, leaving behind the words: "You guys keep searching, I'm hungry and going to rest for a bit. Come find me over there when you have any clues."

"What do we do now?"

The four secret agents looked at each other, and unanimously revealed a bitter smile.

"What else can we do?" The squad leader of the secret service sighed and said helplessly, "Let him go, there's nothing we can do to stop him."

It's not far from the village; at a ninja's pace, it would only take about ten minutes.

Soon, a dilapidated village came into view.

"Tsk, it's so shabby?"

Watermelon Mountain Pufferfish Demon glanced at it, his brows furrowing immediately, wondering if such a poor village could possibly satisfy his appetite.

However, at this point, he had no choice but to accept it, since there was only this one village within a radius of more than ten kilometers.

"Hey, is anyone home in the village?"

His shout was like a thunderclap, causing the snow on the nearby houses to slide off.

The elderly people who were originally inside the house were startled by the sudden noise and came out of the house to check. When they saw the burly and powerful-looking Suikazan Fuguki, who resembled a brown bear, with a huge weapon wrapped in bandages on his back and a conspicuous headband, the elderly people were immediately terrified.

"Ninja-sama."

The old woman, leaning on her cane, walked out shakily, her face filled with fear, her palms sweating with anxiety: "Excuse me, is there...is there anything I can help you with?"

The imposing physique of the Watermelon Pufferfish Demon and his intimidating gaze exerted immense psychological pressure on her.

The veins on the hand that was gripping the cane bulged unconsciously.

"Um?"

As an elite ninja, Suigetsu Hozuki immediately noticed something was wrong with the old man, and his brows furrowed imperceptibly.

The silence grew increasingly heavy. Cold sweat beaded on the old man's forehead. He instinctively avoided the sharp gaze and forced a smile: "Ninja-sama, it's so cold outside. There's a fireplace inside. Why don't you come in and sit down?"

"No rush, no rush."

The Watermelon Mountain Pufferfish Demon squinted, increasingly sensing something strange about the old man.

She subconsciously avoided his gaze, her palms tightened involuntarily, and cold sweat beaded on her forehead. All these signs indicated that the old man in front of her seemed very nervous.

But the question is, why is she nervous?

While pondering, Watermelon Pufferfish Demon took a step forward, bypassing the people around him, and stood directly in front of the old man.

The imposing figure approached, bringing a terrifying sense of oppression that made the old man feel short of breath, his pupils trembled uncontrollably, and he lowered his head in fear.

"You, lift your head."

The Watermelon Pufferfish Demon's eyes were icy cold, his voice like the low growl of a brown bear, laced with a hint of murderous intent: "Why do you bow your head when you see me? What are you so nervous about?"

"Sir Ninja, spare my life! Sir Ninja, spare my life!"

Upon hearing this, the old man was so frightened that he knelt down with a thud, his head pressed tightly against the cold ground. His voice trembled as he said, "I... I've never seen a ninja as skilled as you before, so I was a little nervous and dared not look up at your magnificent figure!"

"Hahaha, you're really good at talking!"

The Watermelon Pufferfish Demon was delighted by this flattery, and his laughter boomed like thunder.

The old man kneeling on the ground breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing the laughter, thinking that he had finally managed to fool them.

"Hey, old woman, do you think I'm a fool?"

Just then, the Watermelon Pufferfish Demon squatted down, grabbed the old woman's hair, and lifted her head off the ground. A ferocious expression appeared on his face, his cold eyes fixed on the old woman's terrified and helpless eyes. He grinned and said, "Did you really think that a few flattering words would make me lower my guard?!"

Don't be fooled by his appearance; he looks like a brown bear and seems careless.

But in reality, this appearance has fooled many people; it's hard for anyone to tell from his rugged appearance that he is a thoughtful and meticulous person.

From the very beginning, the Watermelon Pufferfish Demon was not fooled by the old man's extremely clumsy little tricks.

Normally, he might not have cared too much.

However, not long ago, they followed in the footsteps of Uchiha Muneki and tracked him all the way here.

Ironically, the old people in this village acted suspiciously when they saw the Mist Ninja headband.

Are there really such coincidences in the world?

Suigetsu Hozuki didn't believe in coincidences; with his keen mind, he vaguely guessed a possibility.

Of course, it's also possible that he guessed wrong, but what's wrong with giving it a try?

Anyway, this group is just a bunch of useless people with no labor value, so it doesn't matter if they make mistakes.

"You're scared, you old hag." The Watermelon Pufferfish Demon, noticing something amiss in the old woman's eyes and subtle facial expressions, stroked his chin and said with interest, "I'm very curious, what secret is it that makes you so nervous?"

"No, no, sir!" The old man, enduring the pain of his hair being torn, his face contorted in agony, protested fearfully, "You've misunderstood! There really is no secret!"

"Hehe, you don't want to talk about it? That's okay."

A cruel glint flashed in the eyes of the Watermelon Pufferfish Demon. He then stood up, grabbed the old man by the hair, and dragged him toward a nearby house: "What I'm best at is torture!"

"No! No! Ninja Master, please, please don't!"

The old man was dragged along the snow by his hair, leaving a trail of marks. He struggled and screamed in pain and terror: "I really didn't hide anything, please, spare me!"

The elderly onlookers, unable to bear witnessing this scene, cried out, "No, Ninja Master, you..."

"It's so noisy!"

With a fierce expression, the Watermelon Pufferfish Demon gripped the hilt of his sword behind his back and pulled it out.

scoff!

The menacing blade, covered in barbs, sliced ​​several old men in half at the waist.

Blood and bits of flesh splattered everywhere, staining the pristine white snow with a glaring red.

Staring at the several elderly people who had been suddenly killed, the remaining people's pupils widened, their faces showing horror. They covered their mouths tightly with their hands, desperately trying not to make a sound, for fear that they would become the next victims to be brutally killed.

"It's much quieter now."

Suigetsu nova nodded in satisfaction, grabbed the old woman by the hair, and dragged her into the room.

Thank you to the reader 20240102193137583 for the generous donation! It's Tuesday today, so I'll post two chapters early, hoping to get some readers to follow along, even though I already know I'm out of luck with the Three Rivers Award...

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