Reborn with Naruto In Tokyo, Japan

The city of Yokosuka is unprecedentedly quiet. Relying on the vast Pacific Ocean, Yokosuka in early July has not yet turned on the extremely high temperature mode.

Amelika's soldier is like a ghost, wandering the streets at night. In the closed doors and windows of private houses, I don't know how many people are worried, not even the hangovers on the street can see one.

Although the hangover islanders have turned on their full-level talents in terms of harassment, Soldier Amelika is obviously not a good target for harassment, and the breath of freedom is no joke.

Leaning on the edge of an old tree, seated head with a knife and holding his arms, curled up and tilted his body, his eyelids swayed slightly, his white pupils turned up and down, and he felt even more when there was a bowl in front of him.

With such a simple action, he showed his temperament as a senior tramp with a domineering side.

There is no way to hide the sense of wandering that has been through a hundred battles.

If you wear something shabby and fall asleep on the streets of Shinjuku—wake up the next day, your wallet will definitely be stolen.

[Zatou, the situation is very bad for you, I see those Westerners, Rakshasa ghosts, seem to be looking for you. 】

With the Yokosuka blockade being so tight, how would Zatou escape?

waterway? in the air? He only had to be down-to-earth and forcibly cross the road of the blockade.

Mizuno is always ready for a mechanical seance, using the identity of the Akatsuki organization, or simply channeling Zantou to other places.

From Zatou, Mizuno smelled the breakthrough of swordsmanship, and another breakthrough is the shadow level. The highest level of swordsmanship in Hokage, the iron country Mifune swordsmanship, has been able to defend Hanzo, which is very good even in the shadow level. .

Before breaking through LV5, Zatoichi is irreplaceable. If possible, Mizuno is also interested in keeping Zatoichi alive as much as possible.

However, the swordsmanship has been replaced by three waves of masters from the time it was given to Shilong to fight, and the loss rate is terrifying. Could it be true that he has become a prophecy, this is a demon sword born to defeat the master?

"It's fine, I can't see it."

[You guy, if you can't see it, it means there is no danger. 】

"Um."

Zuo Tou gave full play to the true meaning of ostrich psychology. If he looked at it with his blind eyes, there would be no unsafe place in the world.

When danger comes, as long as the ostrich buries its head in the sand, it will think that it is safe if it cannot see.

As long as I can't see, there is no enemy in the world.

But just as the ostrich was sitting on the verge of death, a group of messy footsteps rang out.

The footsteps were quiet, and the crowd should still be far apart.

If the seat head had eyes, he would have seen the bright light of the shadows at this time.

His absent-minded eyes glanced in the direction of the footsteps, and with a squeak, the seat-headed ape who was sitting on the ground suddenly jumped up, taking three steps and two steps, stepping on the tree trunk layer by layer, and checking Carat was attached to the soles of her feet, and her head squatting on a tree branch was like an owl.

Mizuno is ashamed of Zatou's control of Chakra, vigilance and handling of surrounding information. This old man seems to be a natural ninja. If Zatou has eyesight, his strength will increase by a few points.

Flashlights shone on the ground, and a group of soldiers searched for the footprints of Zatou passing by. Zatou Yidao's feet are wearing shoes specially made by the base, with unique marks on the shoes, but Zatou's footprints are intermittent, like sometimes walking on the ground, sometimes jumping between the treetops.

So making the investigation very difficult.

The leader, Eita Imishi, walked first. As a middle and senior officer, he personally took the lead, but after standing a few steps forward, he stopped abruptly and waved to the soldiers beside him: "Go check three points. Clock direction, you go..."

"Yes!"

"Sir Imaishi, you..."

"I'm waiting for your return."

After all the soldiers were taken away, Eita Imanishi stood alone and waited for ten minutes.

He didn't walk back to the big tree until after confirming that there was no one around.

"I know you're here."

Ima Nishi Hing too boldly squatted down and grabbed the shallow seat mark on the ground. Someone was sitting here just now, but Ima Nishi, who saw it first, hid this discovery in front of his hands.

Eita Inishi who squatted down exposed her entire back.

Leaking the back in nature is a deadly performance, and any beast dares to come up and take a claws, but before the terrifying existence of the head knife, let alone revealing the back, even entering the latest tank is useless.

His anti-tank Iai cut is no joke.

Even if Kaguhara Fly is awakened, the two of them will probably decide the winner in an instant.

But Eita Inishi's words were like a one-man show, and there was no response, as if there was no slap in the face at all.

"Know, know."

Only Zhizhi in the tree gave a few words to the face.

Eita Imanishi doesn't know what No. 161's real name is, but that doesn't prevent him from expressing his affectionately.

"I have no ill will."

"I'm Eita Imaishi, a senior officer of the Self-Defense Force, and the eldest son of the Imaishi family. More importantly, you and I are both island nation citizens."

"Unfriendly things have happened between us, but this is our country's last resort."

"It's all about that damned Amelika!"

"They are forcibly stationed in our country's paradise, they are rampant and domineering, committing serious crimes, forcibly using our nationals to do experiments, and treating our nationals as bulls and horses, just like what is happening now, Amelika's soldiers are unscrupulously spreading panic, and it is even happening at this moment. crime."

"But so what, even if they kill people in our country, they will not be judged by the laws of our country!"

"Think about the girls who were raped in Okinawa, the citizens who were killed and their homes destroyed!"

Speaking of which, Eita Imaishi's eyes seemed to turn red, and both tightly clenched fists were shaking: "This humiliation, this humiliation, is to beat us in the face with whips and pull us out. spine!"

"But everything is changing, and the changes that have not been seen in ten thousand years have begun in our country."

"You have the ability to change the world like this!" Eita Imaishi opened her arms, "Have the ability to save our entire country and entire nation from humiliation."

"You will be the atomic bomb of our country. You can lift up this silent island at any time. With the knife in your hand, you can do great things that have not been completed for two hundred years and generations."

The destructiveness of Zatou Yidao in the base made everyone re-understand the power of the demon sword, and even made Amelika fearful.

"I know that you are resentful of the government's arrest of the homeless, but you must know that this is what Amelika led!"

"And, people, have never been equal!"

"Between the homeless and ordinary people, we can only choose between."

"Since the time of birth, beautiful and handsome people, ugly and disabled people, people with extraordinary family backgrounds and people struggling in poverty, everyone grows up in the same environment, talents, and talents!"

"The inequality caused by various differences is the essence of society. If there are infinite people, there will be no rich people!"

"Inequality is not evil, equality is evil! Those who pursue equality are all the dregs they carry!"

"But you are different. From today, you have stood at the top of this society, and you can dominate countless lives and deaths with one word!"

"Stepping on all beings, demigods in the world!"

"God of 140 million people."

Saying that, Eita Imaishi moved himself to tears, and his eyes have seen a rising **** standing in front of the people, representing 140 million people struggling to move forward.

Eita Imishi suddenly took out a samurai sword from his bosom: "This is a sword handed down from my family. It has killed more than a dozen enemies. From the shogunate period to the present, I have witnessed that for the sake of this country, my imishi family has been used for generations. Efforts made..."

He opened a part of the famous sword, and the blade exposed from the scabbard was cold.

This may not be considered a national treasure of the island country, but for the Imaishi family, it is more important than the national treasure.

"call."

A phantom suddenly jumped down from the treetop, and his head reached out to the handle of the knife in Imishi's hand.

Ima Nishi Yingtai looked at the head of the seat holding the hilt with his hand in surprise, and the wrinkled old face was so amiable and amiable that people felt good at first glance.

"You, you..."

But just when Eita Imishi smiled happily, Zatou suddenly pulled out his famous sword.

A cold light flashed, and a blood line slid across Eita Imishi's eyes. The blood line was as straight as the horizon at the end of the sky, a red sea.

This knife is extremely accurate, just cut through the eyeball without going too deep to cause a bigger wound.

"Ah! My eyes!"

Eita Imishi covered his eyes tightly with both hands, and blood flowed unstoppably from between his fingers. He howled in pain, sweat dripping from the top of his head, and a boiled prawn hunched over to the ground.

Blood sprayed onto the prison uniform on Zatouichi's body, and he took a few steps forward to avoid Eita Inishi's upside-down body.

The famous ancestral sword was stained with the blood of descendants.

"I'll take your knife."

After saying this, Zantou's wrist suddenly slammed, the precious sharp sword made a humming sound, and red blood and various tissues were thrown out of the steel sword in an instant.

It merged into a straight blood line and shot into the ground suddenly.

The powerless blood water actually condensed into blood arrows.

After the blood shock, the blade glowed white in the moonlight, and the head of the seat stood on the ground with a knife, ignoring the screams behind him.

Holding the knife in his right hand and the scabbard in his left, he pushed the knife into the scabbard very slowly, letting the blade fully rub against the scabbard, making a crackling sound.

"Chong!"

But in the last few inches of the blade being retracted into the scabbard, the head of the seat suddenly pressed the knife, with a crisp thud, and the hilt and the scabbard mouth fit tightly together.

The wooden scabbard shook!

Indeed a good knife.

"You...!" Inishi Yingtai crawls on the ground, banging her head on the ground, "You are killing yourself! Without my help, you can't escape this encirclement! Why, why not join us!"

Eita Imaishi's screams echoed in the silent forest, and the soldiers of the Self-Defense Forces who were investigating rushed over.

Putting away the famous sword, the head of the seat jumped up from the ground.

"Imagi!"

"Attack!"

Soon came the voice of a guard soldier from behind.