This Mizukage Is Very Strong, But Overly Cautious

"Snapped!"

Some dull voices came, and the burly man who smelled of alcohol had an ugly expression on his face.

Because the hand he waved was firmly held by the man wrapped like a rice dumpling in front of him.

He tried hard to pull his arm back, but unexpectedly, the hand holding his arm was as firm as a pair of iron clamps.

"Bastard!"

The big man cursed angrily in a low voice, but even though he exerted so much force that the veins on his forehead popped, the man's hands like iron tongs still showed no sign of relaxation.

At this moment, the big man, who was mostly sober from the wine, realized that he seemed to have kicked a hard stubble......

Only then did he carefully observe the opposite man who was wrapped like a rice dumpling. When he saw the exposed eyes of the other party, his burly body couldn't help but tremble.

Because these eyes are not like human eyes.

In the man's eye sockets, the whites of the eyes that should have existed were pitch black, while the color in the pupils was a glowing green.

At this moment, an astonishing killing intent was exuding from the pair of demonic eyes.

490"#,£......."

"Forgive me, please......"

Before he could finish his sentence, the bright red "watermelon juice" bursting on the spot accompanied by the pale "tofu brain".

It turned out that a black tentacle suddenly protruded from the man's sleeve, piercing his head with one blow.

Everyone watching this scene shuddered.

Some veterans of the exchange even recognized the man's identity, and they all backed away without saying a word.

"Rubbish…………………"

"Delaying my time to make money.

The man said in an icy voice, while letting go of the headless corpse in front of him, he wiped the minced flesh that had just splashed onto his face with his hands.

After saying that, the man swept aside with his cold eyes.

There, there were a few companions who came with the big man. Seeing the sudden death of the big man at this moment, these people were already scared out of their wits.

Just being glanced at by the man's green pupils, several people already felt the suffocating killing intent coming, and immediately they knelt down on the ground, frantically kowtowing to the man

"My lord, please spare us! It's all his fault!"

"Yes, yes! It's all his fault that he dared to provoke Mr. Ninja, he deserves to die!"

"Please, show mercy and spare us..."

Several people begged for mercy one after another, and soon there were dark red blood marks on their foreheads.

Seeing this situation, a trace of boredom flashed in the man's eyes.

He is really not interested in continuing to pester a few small mortals.

In the underground exchange, there is also this clear hierarchy.

The highest level is naturally the rebel ninja who can survive the siege of Anbu from the major ninja villages, followed by some wandering warriors who can use Chakra to fight.

The last one, of course, is just like the drunk man just now, only a little bit of brute force.

With a man's eyesight, he can tell at a glance that these people are just some low-class thieves and hooligans.

So at the moment, he turned and left directly.

Because at this moment, he has found a better "prey".

But just when the man was about to leave, a masked person suddenly appeared in front of the man.

"Master Kakuzu, I don't need to say more about the rules (ciae)."

"Please also pay the fine for murder."

Those wearing masks are exchange staff.

Such a dark activity place like the underground exchange, of course, will not follow the rules of "blood debt blood taste".

However, in order to prevent some strong people from killing at will and smashing the signboard of the exchange, the exchange has also formulated a regulation that once a person kills in the exchange, he must pay compensation.

Of course, the object of compensation is not the deceased, but the exchange.

Hearing this, Kakuzu's complexion instantly turned foul.

Of course he understands the rules, but who doesn't know, he Kakuzu is the number one "iron cock" in the ninja world, you can let him do anything, but let him get money..

It's harder than taking "his life"!

Putting these words on Kakuzu, there is no violation at all.

"Fate", he has as much as he wants, but money......

At that moment, Kakuzu narrowed his eyes directly, and looked at the masked man on the opposite side with murderous intent.

Facing Kakuzu's menacing gaze, the masked man secretly complained, as a "familiar face" who frequented the exchange

Naturally, the masked man also knew about Kakuzu's details, but the rules were such that he had to come forward and ask Kakuzu for money.

"Master Kakuzu, you are a regular customer."

"You know the rules better than me. You have to be prepared that you will never enter the gate of the exchange again."

Seeing that Kakuzu's eyes are getting more and more dangerous, helplessly, the masked man can only zoom in and threaten Kakuzu with the qualification to enter the exchange.

Seeing this, Kakuzu restrained his dangerous eyes.

Although it is a desperate need for money, the exchange is the only way for Kakuzu to settle down and get money.

If the exchange restricts his entry, then wouldn't he be directly cut off from making money in the future.

Compared with this meager fine, Kakuzu can naturally understand which is more serious.

Not only Kakuzu, but almost everyone rebelled against Ninja. After rebelling against the village, they could not receive formal tasks, so they could only rely on the underground rewards offered by the exchange to live.

Therefore, the exchange is an existence that traitors must not offend.

At that moment, a trace of "heart pain" flashed across Kakuzu's face, and he put his hands under his own skin without hesitation, took out two blood-stained gold bars and threw them at the noodle maker.

The masked man took the gold bar, and then he was satisfied to get out of the way. .