Tatsumi was very sensitive to judging goodwill and malice.
He could easily tell from these people's words that this village was indeed a group of murderers who committed all kinds of evil.
If it were his previous life, he would have stayed far away from such a thing no matter what.
But in the world of ninjas, killing is as common as eating.
These were all things he had to experience to grow.
The village of Konoha is peaceful, but that doesn't mean the ninja world is peaceful and stable.
If he wants to protect himself and the people important to him, he must have strength and must kill.
So, when he decided to become a ninja, he kept telling himself—killing is very simple.
However, although he was mentally prepared, the feeling of the kunai sliding across his skin just now... this sudden feeling still made him very uncomfortable.
The old wandering ninja made no movement.
The next moment, with a whoosh, blood shot into the sky, spraying onto Tatsumi's face like a fountain.
Blood splattered into his eyes, giving his mind a sense of unreality.
"I killed someone!"
A strange, unreasonable feeling rushed to his brain.
His head suddenly felt a little dazed,
He couldn't figure out where he was,
What he was doing,
His heart was beating like a galloping wild horse,
His whole body was trembling uncontrollably,
The disgusting smell on his face,
Made his stomach cramp...
Anxiety and restlessness surged up, and not being able to figure out any clues was the most frustrating thing for him.
"Damn it!"
Tatsumi's calmness and self-control immediately suppressed the restlessness, but the hand holding the kunai was still frantically stabbing the corpse in front of him.
The young ninja was not dead yet. He covered his neck, making gurgling sounds in his throat, as comical as blowing bubbles.
But the bloodiness in the air made it impossible to laugh.
The young man was still struggling to death. He took out a kunai and stabbed it at Tatsumi, who was still twitching on the corpse.
Even in a confused state, Tatsumi, who had been training for so many years, would instinctively dodge when the kunai came at him.
Tatsumi immediately focused his brain.
There's nothing to think about or complain about. Only by solving the problem in front of you can you have time to think. You must be calm, don't be impatient, don't be impatient...
Then Tatsumi dodged the kunai, approached the man like a poisonous snake, and then suddenly clasped his hands together.
Crack—
The head turned in one direction.
Then, Tatsumi picked up his kunai again and began to stab the person's body repeatedly.
"Enemy attack, there's an enemy!" Suddenly, a loud alarm sounded in the village.
The battle at the three hidden posts finally alarmed the fourth hidden post.
The whole village was like a pot exploding.
Countless lights began to turn on in the rooms. Instantly, the light illuminated the entire village. People rushed out of their doors.
Tatsumi forced himself to calm down. He quietly approached a door, holding a kunai in one hand. But he hid outside the door.
Footsteps approached, the door opened, and the moment the person walked out, Tatsumi swung his fist and, with a bang, slammed it into the back of his head. The person's body crashed through several walls before stopping.
Then, countless shurikens were thrown at Tatsumi as if they were worthless.
Tatsumi punched the ground, and a huge stone slab was raised and blocked in front of him.
With a wave of his hand, the stone flew out. The surrounding ninjas all dodged.
Then, taking advantage of this gap, he immediately jumped onto the roof and quickly moved towards his destination.
People kept trying to attack him along the way, but he was too fast and dodged them all.
The whole village was in chaos, chasing after Tatsumi as if they were grabbing something.
His blatant actions were also intended to attract most of the village's attention to him.
To buy time for Mikoto to retreat.
By the time Tatsumi ran to his destination, Nawaki was already sitting on the ground.
But his face was a little pale. Blood was constantly flowing from his arm.
"You're injured, Nawaki?" Tatsumi asked, frowning.
Nawaki said with a pale face, "It's okay. Just a minor injury."
Tatsumi nodded and said nothing more.
"Fire Style: Great Fireball Technique." Tatsumi puffed out his cheeks, chakra contained in his mouth.
"Wind Style: Great Breakthrough." Nawaki also began to perform ninjutsu.
Nawaki doesn't have wind attribute, so the power of releasing wind style is much smaller than someone with wind attribute.
But that's enough.
After all, this ninjutsu is just to attract the enemy over and do some damage.
Then, the huge fireball, enhanced by the wind style, became larger and larger and attacked the village.
Just as it was about to hit the village, a loud voice came from the center of the village.
"Water Style: Water Wall."
Then, thick smoke spread over in the clash of water style and fire style.
Taking advantage of this smoke, Tatsumi immediately made a hand seal and performed Shadow Clone Technique.
Tatsumi's main body carried Nawaki and immediately ran into the forest.
Although the flames were blocked by the water style, many people were still burned. People were constantly wailing in the village.
Seconds later, more and more people rushed over.
Tatsumi was surrounded by the people of the village.
These people seemed like they wanted to eat Tatsumi alive.
Then, a black-haired man in his thirties emerged from the crowd.
The man shouted sternly: "Who are you!—"
Before he could finish his words, Tatsumi smiled, "Art is an explosion."
"Boom!"
Dozens of explosive tags buried underground ignited.
A huge explosion soared into the sky.
Countless people frantically rushed away from the village.
These people's eyes were filled with a kind of madness. Such a large-scale explosion immediately caused several people to react a little slower and were swallowed by the flames.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Nawaki and Tatsumi, who were rushing towards Mikoto at top speed, stopped.
They looked at the huge explosion in Windmill Village, suddenly looked at each other, and then laughed.
"Hahaha! My hands are still shaking," Nawaki said.
"Our mission should be completed now."
Tatsumi looked at the explosion in the distance and then nodded.
"By the way, where's Mikoto?" Tatsumi suddenly asked in confusion.
"She should have arrived long ago." Tatsumi suddenly became vigilant.
"Are you looking for her?" Suddenly, a cold voice came from behind.
A black-haired man in his thirties walked forward slowly. He had a huge scar on his face, which looked a bit savage in the night.
His kunai was pointing at Mikoto's head.
He looked ferociously at the two teenagers in black ninja clothes in front of him.
Their originally harmless faces were faintly covered in blood.
"Are you looking for her?"
He gritted his teeth, raised the kunai, and shouted loudly.
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