Chapter 158: Why should I fight for such a small amount of money (page 12)

"Who are you?" the middle-aged jounin asked sternly.

Kakuzu was silent, thinking in his mind that the other party seemed to be a jounin, and he should be worth some money. Jounin from various countries all had reward lists on the black market.

"It seems that we don't intend to communicate properly."

The middle-aged jounin told his subordinates: "Be sure to protect those two people..."

There was still a voice lingering in my ears, and at first I saw a gray shadow approaching, arms raised and fists hanging, green eyes seeming to say: You'd better worry about yourself.

The middle-aged jounin took out the kunai from his knees in time, and was shaking hands and slashing.

"Click."

There was a sound of metal clashing in the air.

The middle-aged jounin's wide eyes reflected the sight of kunai being grasped with his bare hands.

"How can this be……"

It is this moment of confusion that gives the opponent an opportunity to take advantage of it, causing the defense to be slow.

Between the electric light and flint, a white light passed through the air, and there was a "whoosh" sound. The sound seemed to be cutting off the wind flowing in the air.

There was no time to harden, Kakuzu pulled away in time, his eyes looked at the kid who had just slashed the blow, with a hint of surprise in his eyes. The reaction speed just now was not something that ordinary kid could react.

Qingzhi stared at the enemy in front of him and analyzed: "This guy seems to be invulnerable. He may be good at earth escape."

Each of the five major escape techniques has its own characteristics. Among them, earth escape is undoubtedly the best escape technique for defense. It can even harden oneself and can be attacked or received, which is very tricky.

This kid analyzes very quickly...

Kakuzu's eyelids drooped, and his dark green eyes showed a hint of solemnity. He might be even more troublesome than the jounin just now, but he couldn't tell.

Aoki turned to the guardian nin who was guarding the sedan, and shouted, "You don't even care to come over and help."

After a simple fight, Qingzhi had a hunch that the enemy in front of him was not a fuel-saving lamp, and he had to gather everyone's strength to be safe.

"No, if I leave, the two adults in the sedan will have no one to protect them."

Guardian Ninja has scruples and does not want to leave.

Qing Zhi clicked his tongue in displeasure.

The escort mission is just that troublesome, you also have to protect your employer.

Encountering an opponent who is like a god and a teammate who is like a pig, now it's good, both of them are together.

If possible, Qing Zhi really wants to kill these two dragsters.

On the one hand, Qingzhi felt that the employer he was protecting was in the way. On the other hand, he was dissatisfied with the bossy attitude of the two people during the journey.

He is just here to work, not to sell himself.

Thinking of this, Aokiji breathed a sigh of relief and began to form seals. He was worried that there were people around him, so he couldn't open his Sharingan, so he would only be left with the thing he just learned.

Seeing that the guardian nin refused to join the battle, Kakuzu's mouth curled up slightly under his mask. He came to kill only one person this time.

The enemy doesn't know this information and can exploit it.

At this moment, Kakuzu suddenly noticed something was wrong with the kid in front of him.

When he saw the Qing Pheasant Seal just now, he thought he was going to perform some ninjutsu, and he had even taken countermeasures, but the result was a bit unexpected.

Only half of the opponent's face was visible, with strange markings appearing.

Kakuzu squinted his eyes slightly, and could feel that the chakra on the opposite side became stronger.

"interesting……"

He curled his lips with interest, guessing that it might be some kind of secret technique, but you are not the only one who possesses secret techniques, kid.

"Ao Pheasant, your face..." The middle-aged jounin noticed this appearance, his wide eyes showed surprise.

"Just in case..."

Qingzhi glanced briefly and explained calmly.

Ninjas are all squishy, ​​and he doesn't want to be killed because he didn't react in time during the battle. Without exposing the Sharingan, the first stage of Senjutsu remains.

"You two hide aside." Aokiji persuaded the two genin companions beside him. In a battle of this level, it would be good if the two of them could get up and stay out of the way.

"What! Stop looking down on others."

One genin felt slighted, lowered his weight, and rushed out.

"Hey, wait a minute..." the middle-aged jounin said, calling out to the other party.

At this time, you should calmly observe the enemy's combat effectiveness. It was too reckless to rush forward like this, and it was too late to warn him.

This genin's head was turned upside down, and he didn't listen to others' advice. He rushed out directly, and with Kakuzu's overestimating taunt, he waved the kunai in his hand and stabbed the opponent's mouthpiece.

"How can it be……"

The sharp kunai stabbed the soft throat, but it was not hurt at all. The young genin opened his eyes wide and looked frightened.

Kakuzu grabbed the genin's throat with one hand: "Learning to run before you learn to walk is never a problem. Ask yourself if you are a genius first. If not, you have to do it step by step."

With this burst of whimpering, the genin's legs lifted off the ground, and his throat seemed to be severed.

Qing Zhi shook his head speechlessly: "I've obviously warned you."

A guy like this who has the protagonist's disease but doesn't have the protagonist's life will die every year.

"But, it seems you will never have this chance..."

Kakuzu's eyes showed murderous intent, and just when he was about to crush his throat with his hands, a figure rushed up. It was a middle-aged jounin. He could not just watch his subordinates die.

Kakuzu was waiting for this opportunity and threw the "toy" in his hand towards this jounin.

Taking advantage of the moment when the jounin caught his subordinate, he added a kick and kicked both of them away.

The light of the sword suddenly appeared, and Yan Mo attacked crosswise.

Kakuzu raised his arms to block, and with a bang, his arm not only felt pain, but he turned around and kicked him.

A kick in the stomach caused Qingzhi to lose his position and fly away. He stabbed his sword into the ground to stabilize himself.

Looking up and looking at the enemies in front of him, Qingzhi cursed himself for how unlucky he had been these past few years. He was obviously very strong at his age, but every opponent he encountered was stronger than him.

He was currently using the buff, but he didn't react in time and was kicked away. Aokiji guessed that this time his opponent was not at the level of a shadow...

When did the film-level strength become so bad?

Kakuzu raised his arm, lifted up his sleeves, and frowned when he saw the gaping wound on his arm. His body had clearly hardened just now, but his skin had a split. Last time, Kakuzu received such an injury. I can’t even remember when it was.

Thinking of this, Kakuzu became more wary of Aokiji. He rarely took out his shuriken, seemingly to deal with Aokiji's Yama.

Qingzhi frowned and squinted, analyzing that his opponent took out a kunai and probably didn't intend to confront his own Yama.

A middle-aged jonin walked beside him and suggested, "Let's go together."

"This guy is very powerful." Qingzhi looked solemn and wanted to retreat: "By the way, can I give up the mission now?"

The middle-aged Jonin's eyes were startled, and his eyes seemed to say: Are you kidding me?