Naruto: The villain template of me is regarded as the savior

Click.

I only heard a soft sound that was crisp and made people involuntarily feel frightened.

The spine was twisted and broken by the huge rotation, as if it were wrung out clothes, but the human body is far tougher than clothes.

There are two muscles from the earlobes on both sides to the clavicle and sternum, as well as the entire muscle group, cervical vertebrae and seven neck ligaments, all of which the human body has evolved over thousands of years to protect vital organs.

What's more, Shimura's ninja is best at wind escape ninjutsu. With his stronger body than ordinary ninjas, he shouldn't die easily even if he is plotted against.

However, the "iron bones" that he was proud of were easily broken by a twist of those hands.

The neck muscles were twisted to pieces, and a few drops of blood sputtered out.

"Hoo..."

A moment of severe pain made his eyes bulge, and he subconsciously wanted to warn people outside and call for help, but his brain had already lost control of his body.

It could only make a very slight sound, like an animal whose neck had been broken.

enemy! Trap! when?

Such a thought flashed through Shimura Ninja's mind.

However, this was also his last thought. The injury of spinal nerve rupture allowed him to only have time to think, not even the revolving door, before the surging darkness completely overwhelmed him.

Shimura Ninja's still upright body seemed to have had its backbone ripped out, and fell down softly without saying a word.

Directly above him, Huping was hanging upside down by hooking only his feet to the roof beam. He almost made no sound and jumped down as lightly as a civet cat.

With one hand, he held the completely limp corpse that was about to slip to the ground in his arms. His movements were as gentle as if he were treating his lover. He caught the corpse without even looking at it and held it in his arms. Kunai in hand.

"A big country is a big country. Even if you are just a chuunin, you can't underestimate it."

Kohei glanced at the kunai he caught, and sighed in his heart at this guy's reaction before he died.

This was much better than the idiot chuunin he had assassinated before. If he hadn't used all his strength just now, he might have overturned.

While he was replaying the entire incident in his mind, Hu Ping did not hesitate in his movements, dragging away the body that had begun to emit a stench.

He knew very well that mastering the art of assassination, the rupture of spinal nerves would lead to the complete loss of all functions below the neck, and incontinence of urine and feces was natural. If he was not dragged away in time, the three people outside might notice the abnormality.

"Woo!"

Although there was almost no smell of blood, the black dog lying on the ground still smelled a pervasive sense of ferocity, as if it had seen a predator hunting, and it was so frightened that it trembled and whimpered.

This low whimper also reminded Hu Ping, who looked over at Xun Sheng.

Thin light reflected from the gap in the roof, shining right on the black dog.

The little guy, who had been penetrated by kunai on his hind legs and abdomen, was curled up in a ball on the ground. In addition to the fear of death that any living thing has in his eyes, there seemed to be a human attachment.

Attachment to this abandoned cabin?

Perhaps, before being picked up and adopted by Xiaoshi's parents, it lived in this dilapidated house. Perhaps, the owner who abandoned it before died here, turning it from a domestic dog into a wild dog.

So knowing that it was going to die, it could only struggle to crawl back into the house.

Hu Ping, who had already stretched out his hand to break his neck, felt his iron-hard heart soften slightly after noticing this.

"...That's all."

Hu Ping knelt down, stretched out his hand that was still in the air, gently touched its bony and bloody waist, and said, "Whether it can survive depends on your luck."

The old black dog seemed to understand. He patted the ground feebly with his tail and stretched out his tongue to lightly lick his wrist.

Huping narrowed his eyes and bit his finger. Blood seeped out from the fingertips, which looked scarlet as deep as ink.

Like spring water rolling down green leaves, it gathers on the fingertips, breaking through tension under the influence of gravity and breeze.

The drops fell on the black dog's tongue and made a faint sound.

There was a "tap" sound and the sound of water was clear.

The next moment, an extremely sharp and shrill howl suddenly sounded.

"Ouch! Roar!!"

Outside the house, the expressions of the three Konoha ninjas who were guarding the outside changed, and they all looked into the house, their expressions becoming serious and suspicious.

"What's going on?"

Hearing the shrill, ghost-like howl, the three of them subconsciously became on guard. They lowered their bodies slightly and took half a step back. They raised their hands and the kunai in their hands, staring at the abandoned house.

I could vaguely see the familiar broad figure, and the big black dog underneath him was wailing and struggling, cursing: "Beast! Let you run away and skin you!"

Hearing the familiar voice and tone, the three ninjas were slightly startled, but they quickly reacted and frowned subconsciously.

Was it that guy who was skinning the dog alive?

"Damn it." A Konoha ninja with a disgusted expression said, "Can't that bastard not understand the current situation?"

Just come here to catch the dog, and let the dog bark so loudly, just in case it causes unnecessary trouble...

Without waiting for the other two companions to reply, the Konoha ninja walked into the room.

The room was almost completely dark, and the sudden drop in ambient brightness caused his pupils to dilate slightly. If nothing else happened, the human body's pupils naturally adjust, allowing him to adapt to the light within three seconds.

But obviously, he won't have this opportunity.

"Shimura, you..."

Looking down at the figure squatting on the ground, the Konoha ninja just opened his mouth and raised his head before he could ask a question.

Puff!

A short knife suddenly stabbed into his open mouth, and the extremely cold blade accurately brushed over the soft tongue, directly piercing the hard palate and soft palate that could vibrate and make sounds, and finally cut off the trachea and brought out the scarlet flesh through the neck.

This knife blocked the subsequent words in his throat.

"Huh!"

The Konoha ninja opened his eyes wide in horror, looking at the familiar and indifferent face in front of him, watching the face gradually twist and change, turning into a completely unfamiliar face.

Enemy? How could it be?

Not a transformation technique? What technique is this?

If it was a transformation technique, he would definitely be able to find it.

Hu Ping slowly stood up and held the handle of the short knife with one hand.

The eyes of the Konoha ninja showed despair and pleading. He knew that he would die immediately once the knife was pulled out.

But even now he didn't want to die.

Anyone who had experienced war and survived the meat grinder would cherish his life, even if he could live two or three seconds longer.

Unfortunately, Hu Ping was more indifferent and decisive than he imagined.

Puff! !

Without waiting for the Konoha ninja to beg for mercy vaguely, the short knife was pulled out suddenly, and a blood flower bloomed with the body that fell to the sky.

However, at the same time, the two people outside also found something unusual.

It was too quiet.

This time, the two did not hesitate at all, and even did not have any dialogue, and they threw out the kunai wrapped with the detonating talisman at the same time, and were about to throw it at the abandoned house.

Extremely decisive, extremely decisive.

Only ninjas who have experienced war can make the most accurate judgment in this short moment.

Even without considering the companions who might still be alive, they directly planned to throw the detonating talisman to blow up the possible enemies in the house.

In other words, compared to those strong men who regard "the will of fire" and "cherish your companions" as the truth, the two "ordinary people" know very well that for ninjas, missions and survival are the first priority.

In order to eliminate possible threats and enemies, and to survive, the life and death of colleagues are no longer so important.

No matter from which angle, the two are already standard killing tools, decisive, fierce, and cold...

But unfortunately, they only knew that there were enemies in the house, but they didn't realize that on the hillside 500 meters away from them, there was a pair of calm eyes, staring at them without blinking.

It's a pair of eyes, not just one.

Maybe some people think that it's better to open one eye and close the other when aiming and shooting, but this is actually a completely wrong perception.

If you close one eye and suddenly open it, your vision will be blurred for a short time. At this time, if there are enemies around, it will definitely be extremely fatal.

Since childhood, young hunters have liked to play with bows and arrows to hunt, so they naturally know this.

At this moment, the box at his feet was opened. The half-open box was empty. The firearms assembled from parts were held in his hands.

One eye looked at the Konoha ninja in the distance in the eyepiece, and the other eye observed and sensed the surrounding environment.

"Wind speed 4 seconds, from west to east, temperature 22, humidity 75, depression angle 35..." The young man codenamed "Hunter" muttered to himself.

He did not have the talent of Uzumaki Yoriko, but he had the experience of being a hunter, and he could do well without an observer.

However, the shooting distance of 500 meters was too far even for him who was born as a civilian hunter. When he used a crossbow before, he only shot and injured a wild boar at a distance of 200 meters.

At a distance of more than 500 meters, the human body is no bigger than a plum, and it is even more difficult to kill with one shot...

Thoughts kept flashing through his mind, but when he saw in the sight, when two Konoha ninjas took out kunai and were about to throw them into the abandoned house.

The instinct of his body made him abandon all hesitation and indecision and pull the trigger.

Bang! !

In the sight of one of the Konoha, a figure had already walked out of the house, but in his peripheral vision, a cloud of blood mist suddenly exploded less than half a meter away from him.

At a close distance, he could almost see that his companion's chest was torn in half, especially the standard vest exclusive to the jonin, which was a joke under that blow.

The standard vest, which was originally used to defend against sharp injuries, was like a fragile piece of paper, which was easily torn by the bullet and penetrated the body.

Puff!

The flesh and blood exploded directly beside him, like a gorgeous flower in full bloom, and the blood mist like smoke and fog bloomed in an arc.

One shot, shattered the chest!

The bullet passed by Hu Ping's ear, leaving a blood-red mark on his cold face. He just looked at the detonating tag thrown at him without any emotion and raised his hand...

Boom! !

There was a loud explosion, and bricks, stones, and grass flew everywhere.

However, apart from the impact of the detonating tag, the fire and heat did not bloom and spread.

"Thanks to those bastards in the equipment research and development department, I haven't seen this old-fashioned detonating tag for a long time. Now I actually miss its warmth."

In Hu Ping's sighing and resentful tone, the fire and heat of the detonating tag were firmly bound, forming a flowing and surging fireball in the air between Konoha Ninja and Hu Ping.

Who knows, after awakening the fire-bending vampire skill, Hu Ping was half dragged and half kidnapped into the equipment research and development department, and what he went through.

The equipment research and development department was not blown up by those bomb maniacs, and he probably deserves half of the credit.

Poof! !

There was another weird sound of flesh exploding.

The only remaining Konoha ninja did not hesitate to run away after seeing the unknown ability displayed by Kohei, but the gun and ninja set up in the distance fired a round and exploded after scattering the dust beneath him. His thighs.

"……cough!"

The Konoha ninja forcibly swallowed back the screams that came out of his mouth. He just grunted and quickly formed seals with his hands and fled without any hesitation or attempt to resist.

What made him make a judgment based on experience was not the unknown ability of Hu Ping in front of him, but the "hunter" who didn't know where he was hiding.

On the battlefield, except for those extraordinary "shadows" and a very small number of ninjas with large psychic beasts or forbidden arts, under the suppression of the absolute firepower brought by numbers, individuals will not play a big role.

If in a one-on-one situation, this Konoha ninja, who is only one step away from the Jonin and is good at large-scale earth escape ninjutsu, will never be afraid of fighting to the death with Torahei.

However, except for the "monsters" who could accurately shoot targets from hundreds of meters away, this kind of battlefield ghost that took away people's lives regardless of distance frightened him so much that he made the most rational choice without hesitation.

escape!

With no time to consider the consumption of physical strength and chakra, the Konoha ninja used the teleportation technique with all his strength to escape a hundred meters in an instant.

At this moment, on the hillside hundreds of meters away, the sniper ninja tool was once again loaded with a bright yellow projectile. The hunter pulled the bolt and aimed at the Konoha ninja that had turned into a "dot" in the distance.

But when he was about to shoot, Huping, who was about to be pulled out of his sight, suddenly looked in his direction, raised his arm and gave a command to stop attacking.

"……Why?"

The hunter frowned subconsciously, but soon realized his intention.

Pulling fire under the cauldron?

From a distance, looking at the Konoha ninja who had fled in embarrassment, a cold look flashed across Torahei's scarlet eyes.

If you wanted to kill that ninja, you could just crush him to death.

But he knew in his heart that killing that guy would be useless.

If they don't go back for a long time, Konoha will soon realize that the few Konoha ninjas sent out have encountered enemies. By then, no one knows how many ninjas will gather here.

The terrible thing is that this place is only seven or eight kilometers away from the village where they rest. Not to mention the innocent civilians, there are nearly 700 of them in this area alone.

If exposed before the sun goes down, this "ghost"-dominated team is destined to be at a disadvantage when facing the encirclement and suppression of Konoha ninjas led by Jiraiya.

Not only that, but it may also cause their original plan to come to nothing.

In this case, it is better to let that guy go back, and they will directly follow him, find his unit, and eliminate him together!

"Tell the brothers on duty nearby to rush over immediately if they can, and let's go together to deal with the Konoha detachment. Then tell Boss Ye that the situation has changed and we may not be able to wait until night, so please be prepared! "

Hu Ping's voice was as cold as if squeezed out from between his teeth.

Even if all the companions on duty nearby can come over, they can only gather a few dozen people at most. They still have no advantage against Konoha's detachment, and it can even be said that they are going to die.

However, even though he knew that he was risking his life, he still had to go, and he must not let that Konoha detachment warn other detachments!

"Huhu! It's finally time for me to take action!"

Xuanzi jumped down from a tree with an excited look on his face. He had no objection to his risk-taking or even death-defying move. He just looked at the ninja who had disappeared, tilted his head, and said, "Can we still catch up? "

"Hmph." Hu Ping snorted coldly and glanced behind him, "Although the 'blood' he finally saved was fed to the dog, the dog's nose can still be used."

As he spoke, a muffled and low voice came from the house, and a black shadow four to five meters high crushed the house.

The old dog, which was originally seriously injured and about to die, was cured. The blood on its body was evaporated by the scorching body temperature. The saliva unconsciously fell from between the teeth, corroding the smelly green smoke on the ground.

The sharp teeth, sharp claws, and twisted biological structure no longer looked like an old dog at all. With the scarlet vertical pupils, it looked more like a ferocious monster. (End of chapter)