People in Uchiha: Professional Gundam Technician

Yang Guang's warm look and kind attitude made the villagers trust him, because there would never be anyone like Yang Guang among those bandits.

Yang Guang took out a map and asked people in the village to mark the location of nearby bandits for him before leaving.

People in the village also dispersed and went about their own business.

"Kuanren, let's go to the west to go to the fields together."

A bald man said to another man with a square face and a blue cloth wrapped around his head.

"Okay, Koji, but the pigeons at home haven't been fed yet, so I have to take some time. I'm really sorry."

The square-faced man replied apologetically.

"It doesn't matter, I'll wait for you. If you hadn't raised pigeons and sold them to support everyone, we wouldn't know how to survive these two years."

"Don't say that. The food fed to the pigeons is provided by everyone. It is the result of everyone helping each other."

A little while ago, a pigeon flew out of the square-faced man's house. The pigeon circled in the sky and flew toward the east.

On a hill 6 kilometers east of the village, twenty or thirty small wooden houses form a circle around the top of the mountain, and smoke rises from the kitchen.

In the sky, a white dove glided down from the air and landed on the top of a wooden frame in the open space on the top of the mountain. Various weapons of different styles were hung on the wooden frame, including large knives, long guns, and sharpened weapons. iron farm tools.

"There's news, boss!"

A shirtless adult man cooking in the open space shouted while continuing to stir the rice porridge in the big pot.

"Let me see what the news is this time."

A thick voice sounded first, and then a short and stocky man with a beard walked out of a wooden house. There were two intertwined scars on his face. Each scar was more than ten centimeters long and nearly a month long. centimeters wide, which added a lot of ferociousness to his appearance.

"The guy in the village sent word that there is a young man under 20 years old who is inquiring about us in the village. It seems that he wants to do something brave, so he specially sent a letter to remind us to stay vigilant... Hahahahaha!"

Picking up the note, the stocky man with a scar on his face read it,

"Hahahaha!"

Some men who came out of the wooden houses laughed together with the men who were originally in the open space.

"Boss, let me tell you, stop raising that piece of trash to deliver any news. With you here, any blind thing that comes to cause trouble will die!"

"Don't be ridiculous, I'm not invincible, but I haven't seen such an innocent young man in many years. To say that he killed us all by himself would be ridiculous! Hahaha!"

"That's right, hahahaha!"

As if this was some great joke, this group of bandits actually laughed for a long time before stopping.

"Okay, it's good to make everyone happy, so don't take it to heart."

The stocky leader said and waved his hand with a smile. Then the next moment, his pupils expanded rapidly, and his eyes were fixed on his waving figure on the ground... and the tall and generous reflection next to his short reflection!

"When did it appear! Where did the ninja come from!?"

The stocky leader himself was a ninja, but he was just a wandering ninja who had escaped from the ninja village. The only person who could approach him without warning could only be a ninja, and a ninja much stronger than him.

"Must escape!"

The thought of escaping just came to his mind, and then before he could finish his forward movement, a sharp pain rushed straight into his brain from his thick neck.

"I...wuwu-ah, ah..."

The last memory in my sight was the golden blood splashing into the distance with the sun shining brightly.

"Puff-"

The ferocious-faced leader fell down, kicking up a circle of dust on the ground.

For a moment, the eyes of the people in the open space were all focused here, focusing on the tall figure standing beside the leader's body.

The expressions of horror and fear magnified and spread on their faces. At this moment, the strongest person among them, their leader, a wandering ninja, was quietly approached by the enemy and killed with one blow. , then wouldn’t the remaining miscellaneous fish they have become even more powerless to resist! ?

"Oops, I'm so sorry. I just tried my best. After all, in your mouth, I should just be a mentally retarded young man who was defeated casually, right?"

Yang Guang's pretending to be mean was like a fuse, instantly igniting the silent air.

No one was yelling, but everyone was turning and running backwards.

Throwing away all the things in my hands, I opened my mouth wide and desperately sucked in oxygen. I quickly raised and lowered my feet. I wished my parents would give me eight more legs...

Seeing the bandits fleeing in such a tacit understanding, Yang Guang sighed and shook his head. At the same time, he flipped his palms and flew out five shurikens in each hand towards the fleeing enemies.

"what--"

"what!"

Yang Guang's shuriken throwing technique itself was not very good, but with the blessing of Sharingan, he "missed no arrows" and hit the target 100% of the time.

His hands fired more than a dozen shurikens without interruption. Yang Guang looked with satisfaction at the bandits who fell to the ground within 30 meters, and then ended their lives with a dagger amidst their wailing and begging for mercy. .

"You devil, you must die a happy death!"

"You will die, you will die worse than us!"

Yang Guang was indifferent to the enemy's begging for mercy, and the movements of his hands did not slow down at all. Therefore, in the end, the bandits, who knew they would die, stopped begging for mercy and instead spit out vicious curses at Yang Guang.

"For things like fighting, if your mouth is useful, what do you need your hands and feet for?"

Not only was Yang Guang not angry at the enemy's curses, but he also realized that it was better to use his words than his hands.He believes that in this world, everything can be as it is now, and those who take action will keep those who speak forever.

After a while, there were no more survivors in the simple cottage. After Yang Guang finished killing everyone, he also recovered all the shurikens.

It happened that there were two large pots in the open space here. One pot was boiling thin rice porridge, and the other pot was boiling white water. At this moment, the white water was just boiling and bubbles were rising in the pot.

Yang Guang threw the bloody shuriken into a pot of boiling water and fished it out, wiped it dry one by one and put it back into the ninja bag. He then put the dagger in his hand deep into the boiling water to wash away the blood on the blade. .

"Cuckoo~Cuckoo~"

The white pigeon standing on the weapons rack nearby made a cry. Yang Guang looked at the pigeon, and then at the blood-stained note on the side of the leader's body. He thought about it for a few seconds, stepped forward to pick up the note, and singled it out. He grabbed the dove and put it in his arms.

The pigeon was very obedient and stayed motionless.

Turning around, Yang Guang picked up a big knife from the weapon rack and looked at the leader's head. He then changed a spear and inserted it into the leader's head on the ground. He put the gun through his head and returned to the small village to the west of the mountain.