A Hokage's Journey to Myriad Worlds

"Boy Dongfang, how is your marksmanship?" At this moment, the gunsmith suddenly said, with a hint of provocation in his eyes.He looked Xiao Han up and down, and suddenly pretended to be enlightened and mocked: "Oh! I forgot that you don't have a gun at all."

A dangerous gleam flashed in Xiao Han's eyes, some people always like to test wildly on the verge of death.

At this time, a slender hand appeared in front of Xiao Han, holding a beautifully shaped m1911 pistol in the slender fingers, with an ivory grip, orchid totem, and lion tattoos.

Judging from the maintenance of the gun body, the owner of this gun must love it very much.

Looking at the smiling Firefox, Xiao Han took the gun from her hand and threw it at the gunsmith casually.

boom!

The bullet shot out from the muzzle with flames, circled the gunsmith's head in a strange arc, hit the target behind him, and hit the tenth ring.

If there is a video playback, it can be seen that his shooting action is exactly the same as that of Firefox, as if it was carved out of the same mold.

The gunsmith was stunned for a while, and then the cold sweat gradually flowed from his forehead. He felt the breath of death just for a moment.He was very scared at first, followed by endless anger.

But when he met Xiao Han's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, he found that he couldn't muster the courage to get angry.

Xiao Han shrugged in disappointment, thinking that this bald old black man could be tougher and stand up to him, but unfortunately...

He returned the pistol to Firefox, but she did not take it. Instead, she smiled and said, "I gave this gun to you...as a thank you gift."

Hearing what Firefox said, Sloan and the others showed surprise. They all knew that this specially customized m1911 was Firefox's favorite weapon, but they didn't expect to give it away now.

Sloan looked at Xiao Han, then at Firefox, with thoughtful eyes.

"Thank you, I like this gun very much." Xiao Han smiled and accepted the gun. He is not a straight man of steel, so of course he would not reject Firefox's offer.

Although the decoration of this m1911 is somewhat feminine, Xiao Han still likes it very much. Firearms are always a man's romance.

At this moment, Sloan suddenly looked at Xiao Han.

"Others go to train Wesley. Xiao Han, come with me."

Xiao Han's eyes flashed, and he followed Sloan. He had already guessed where Sloan was going to take him.

On the way, Sloan inquired about Xiao Han's background, trying to find out his details.

Xiao Han casually fabricated the identity of a lone killer in Huaguo. Anyway, the power of the Brotherhood is mainly concentrated in Europe and the United States, and it will not be possible to find out whether what he said is true or not.

Soon came to a beautifully decorated door.

There was a look of "it's true" on Xiao Han's face. At this time, Sloan pushed open the door with a solemn expression, and an empty room was displayed in front of Xiao Han.

There is only one loom in the center of the whole room, and the huge yarn racks behind it are neatly lined up on one wall. Hundreds of thousands of yarns are gathered on the loom in a fan shape, which actually gives people a sense of sacredness when viewed from a distance. Feel.

Sure enough, what Sloan wanted to show him was the sacred loom, Xiao Han quietly opened Sharingan, and looked up and down the loom in front of him.

Sloan introduced: "This is the sacred loom, a treasure passed down by the Brotherhood for thousands of years. After today, you will no longer be able to enter here. Just like the Twelve Apostles, your mission is to execute, and I am responsible for interpretation."

Xiao Han curled his lips calmly. This old man is pretty good at fooling around. He doesn’t want others to find out that he forged the assassination list, so he said it. He even got the Twelve Apostles. Sure enough, you are an old man pretending to be God, right?

Sloan didn't know that Xiao Han already knew the whole truth, and he was still explaining it there.He walked to the sacred loom, picked up a magnifying glass and handed it to Xiao Han.

"Every culture in history has codes that are not found in traditional literature."

"1000 years ago, a group of weavers discovered a mysterious language hidden in the fabric."

"They call themselves...the Brotherhood."

Xiao Han glanced at the cloth with a magnifying glass.

Emmmmm...

To be honest... all he saw was a jumbled mess of threads.

Sloan looked up at him, beckoned him to his side, then pointed to a certain spot on the cloth and said, "Look here."

"See that thread that's not woven in, but pressed on another thread? That's a ciphertext."

Xiao Han's eyes widened, don't lie to me because I don't read much, isn't this just a simple jumping yarn?Is your loom not adjusted properly?

Sloan didn't care about Xiao Han's expression, and continued to say solemnly: "If the vertical line is on the top, it is 1. If it is on the bottom, it is 0."

As he spoke, he drew a stroke on the notebook.

Xiao Han just watched Sloan write and draw in the notebook with a sore face, and finally wrote down a name.Although he knew the plot, he still felt that this scene was very nonsense.

It's fantastic.

Sloan carefully cut off the piece of cloth with the password, folded it up and put it away, and then turned to look at Xiao Han.

"Don't be surprised, this name comes from necessity, it is the mission given to us by fate, we must maintain the balance of the world."

"Now, tell me your choice, should you hide your talents and live a life of mediocrity, or follow the guidance of fate, throw yourself into the darkness, and serve the light?"

Xiao Han: "......"

How should I answer the second type?

"Blast! Reality!...Ahem! I mean...although I don't believe in the so-called fate, I will kill everyone on the list."

Xiao Han pointedly looked at Sloan and said, because he knew that Sloan's name had already appeared on the assassination list of the sacred loom.That's why Sloan desperately wants to put the cross to death, and now the piece of cloth with his name is in the hands of the cross.

"Very well, go to Firefox, she will arrange your life here for you."

Sloan didn't understand the meaning of Xiao Han's words, he never thought that Xiao Han would know the truth of the matter.

Hearing that the other party was seeing off a guest, Xiao Han nodded and turned to leave. At the same time, he was also afraid that Sloan would not be able to catch up with another two sentences.

When Firefox was found, she was sitting in a storage room, bored watching a man in a red shirt beat up Wesley.

At this time, Wesley was tied to a chair, and he couldn't see what he looked like yesterday, and was completely beaten into a pig's head.

Xiao Han walked in, and at the same time glanced at the man in the shirt who beat Zheng Huan. If I remember correctly, this guy is called a repairman.Sure enough, as soon as he got close to it, a system message popped up in his mind.

[Contact the repairman of the plot character, trigger the lucky draw opportunity*1]

It was another chance to draw a lottery. After all, this was already the fifth lottery draw triggered in this world.However, Xiao Han has not come out of the shadow of the last time, and he resists things like lottery draws from the bottom of his heart, let's talk about saving his character.