Naruto system rampages in another world

Three days later, it rained continuously at night.

The patter of rain gradually formed a thin line, making Dayuan City feel particularly depressed and deserted at night today. There were few pedestrians on the road, and there was no hustle and bustle in the past. Occasionally, some travelers also carried rain hats, and their feet were hurried, splashing. The water splashed all over the place.

On Chengbei Street, deep in Dayao Street, there is a courtyard with blue bricks and blue tiles. The rainwater hits the roof with a tinkling sound, and the sound is like a repetitive single, which is constantly looping.

咔

A flash of cyan lightning flashed across, and the God of Thunder roared.

Two knife guards wearing raincoats guarding the door had their expressions stiff. Behind them, two arms poked out from the darkness like lightning. Five sharp claws were like sharp ghosts, gently clasped on both sides. There was a slight exertion on the person's neck.

Blood gurgled down the fingertips. The two guards' bodies softened and they died quietly. Their arms twisted strangely like snake bodies, slipped from the neck, wrapped around the waist of the corpse, and gently dragged them into the shadows. He went and leaned against the wall, his head pulled back, just like two people chatting with their backs against the wall. With the help of the night, it was easy for others to detect anything strange.

A man wearing a mask walked out of the darkness. He was dressed in an outfit that is very rare in this world. He wore a short-sleeved top, black trousers, and black boots. They were slightly tight and the friction between the clothes was reduced very well when he moved. , wrist guards, knee pads, and a silver corrugated forehead protector were tied to the right arm. A black uniquely shaped fusiform weapon was held in the right hand. There was also a device with many holes on the right arm. Strange device.

Needless to say, in this world, only Qin Hao can be dressed like this, and the courtyard under his feet is the house of another hall master of the Little Sword Society. According to the news from Lu Laohu, this hall master is here tonight. here.

His whole body seemed to be completely integrated into the night. When he was motionless, the light seemed to be deliberately avoiding him. The light around him was strangely distorted, and when he moved, it was also silent. His toes touched the rainy ground, and the raindrops hit him. He could hardly hear any sound. It was like an insubstantial shadow floating across the yard, very blurry.

嗤

A poisonous snake-like kunai pierced the back of one of the guards, revealing a small sharp horn on the chest. Qin Hao's left hand covered the guard's mouth like an iron pliers. The corpse groaned and fell softly to the ground.

"12."

Qin Hao muttered silently in his mind, pulled out his kunai, turned and walked towards a room with candlelight in the southeast corner.

The rain piled up small puddles in the yard. Qin Hao stepped on the water, as if he were stepping on a smooth mirror. Not a drop of water splashed. He crossed a 3-meter space in three steps. Qin Hao's right hand tightened and dripped blood. kunai, the tip of the tongue under the mask gently licked the moist lips, with calm eyes, he pushed the door open with his left hand and entered.

The moment the door opened and the scene in the room came into view, Qin Hao shot in like lightning, ready to attack all living things in front of him.

His footsteps suddenly stopped, his brows furrowed slightly, a pair of cold eyes showed a trace of doubt, and he said: "No one"

The layout of the room was not complicated, with a bed, a table, two chairs, and several bookshelves. Everything was in full view. Qin Hao did not find any place to hide.

"The information about Lu Huhu is wrong"

This thought flashed away and was dismissed by Qin Hao. The 12 dead Little Knife Society guards would not appear here for no reason. The hall master must be here.

"Have you hidden it?"

Qin Hao said firmly that he was very sure that from the moment he stepped into this courtyard, there would only be dead people and no living people left. The hall master could not escape from under his nose and must still be in the room.

After a simple judgment, the black magatama in Qin Hao's left eye began to slowly rotate counterclockwise, and the Sharingan's ability to observe details was activated, like an electronic scanner. The layout of the room, a teacup, a book, a A speck of dust, everything turned into still and extremely clear slides that appeared in Qin Hao's mind.

"There"

The picture in my mind paused, and a single slide was extracted. It was a bookshelf against the wall in the room. There was a slight depression on the left edge of the bookshelf, which was similar to the mark of acupressure. It should be the natural result of being touched frequently. Forming.

Qin Hao stepped over and gently pressed his left thumb on the finger mark. When he pressed hard, there was no response, so he pulled it to the right. The bookshelf was moved away, revealing an open stone door behind it.

The height and width of the stone door are slightly narrower than the bookshelf, and it is rectangular. Behind it is a stone staircase that goes downwards. The stone staircase is not very long, only about 10 steps. There is light coming from below.

"Who"

The movement of the bookshelf moving clearly alarmed the people inside, and a slightly panicked shout came.

Qin Hao didn't answer, and stepped across the stone stairs. At the bottom was a closed space, about 20 square meters, filled with countless boxes. A middle-aged man with a thick build, a square face and a black beard, and an ugly face was looking at him warily. Qin Hao suddenly broke in.

"Who are you? You are not a member of the Little Knife Club. How did you get in?"

The man looked at Qin Hao, who was dressed strangely and had a strong smell of blood on his body. He had a mask on his face, only revealing a pair of strange eyes, and a chill came from the bottom of his heart.

"There are no psychic fluctuations." There was a sudden movement in his heart, which was a bit strange, but instinctively he still did not act rashly. With his status and strength, it was naturally impossible for him to come into contact with those "non-mainstream" existences that the little fat man said, but he was not An idiot would not be so naive as to think that Qin Hao is really just an ordinary person.

It is impossible for an ordinary person to have such a strong bloody aura, and it is impossible for him to have such an extremely dangerous aura.

"Who are you and what do you want to do?"

Seeing that Qin Hao didn't answer, he shouted sharply again, and tightly held a long khaki stick beside him with his right hand.

Qin Hao glanced around with his eyes, then casually opened a box as if no one was there, revealing that it was filled with non-attribute spiritual stones.

He opened several more boxes one after another and found either spiritual stones without attributes or some white powder. It was unclear what the powder was used for.

Frowning his eyebrows, Qin Hao looked across and asked in a cold voice: "Master of the Little Sword Club"

"Who are you?"

Qin Hao didn't answer several times in a row. The man's face was as black as coal, his fingers clenching the long stick, and his heart was extremely irritable.

"It seems you are the one"

Qin Hao said to himself indifferently, a cold light flashed in his eyes, he kicked his feet violently, a box exploded, and countless hard spiritual stones rose into the air, shooting towards the man like countless sharp blades.

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