"Oh…"
Naruto's face broke into a smile as he saw who had arrived.
He recognized this person; it was the Grass Ninja Village henchman from the original story who had dragged Karin's mother to the hospital, and after her death, also dragged Karin there to be torn apart.
As for why he recognized him at a glance, it was simply because this guy's appearance was too distinctive.
To describe him in one sentence, he didn't quite look like a human.
He had eyes like a child's drawing and a nose like a dumpling, twice the size of Gian's.
Seeing that comical face, Naruto's lips twitched: "Good evening… Gian Taro?"
Who's Gian?!
Seeing the tail swaying even more joyfully behind Naruto, a bad premonition flashed through the man's mind, and he instinctively took half a step back.
Crack—
The crimson Chakra seemed to solidify, and the floor beneath Naruto's feet shattered with a boom, spreading out like a spiderweb!
This Chakra…
No good!
The man was startled, turned to flee, but the moment he lifted his foot, he was slammed to the ground by that terrifying Chakra pressure.
Just the release of Chakra was enough to suppress him to the point of immobility?
Damn it…
What kind of monster is this?!
He clearly looks like just a kid…
"My clansmen, you've really taken good care of them…"
In the dim room, Naruto's voice echoed eerily.
Vortex Clan!!!
No wonder, this terrifying amount of Chakra…
"Wait… wait a minute, you've misunderstood, that woman herself asked for all of this!"
The man struggled to prop himself up, leaning against the door frame, raising his hand in a panic: "She wanted to use her healing ability as a condition to stay in the Village…"
"The Uzumaki Clan is known for its immense vitality and Chakra reserves, but different people exhibit different traits…"
Naruto slowly walked up to the man, removed his ninja tool bag, pulled out a kunai from it, and examined it closely in front of his eyes.
"Some have vast Chakra reserves, capable of easily suppressing Tailed Beasts; others possess tenacious vitality, a mere leak of which can revive a dying person."
Naruto said, shaking his head regretfully: "A life-saving grace, this alone is not enough compensation…"
"You're right, we are willing to compensate you twofold…"
The man quickly followed Naruto's words.
"Hmm—but what does that have to do with me?"
Naruto said, letting out a chuckle: "Actually, my moral standards have never been very high, and I don't really like to interfere in other people's affairs. In fact, even if someone provokes me, I'm usually too lazy to bother…"
"But you should understand, right?"
Naruto happily squatted down, the tip of the kunai lightly pressed against the man's chin.
"When a person who already has low moral standards suddenly discovers that someone is even more depraved than them, their limited conscience rapidly expands, making them feel like they've become Ultraman Tiga!"
"Ultraman… Tiga?"
The man was somewhat confused.
"In other words, I don't draw my sword for justice, but rather wield it for my own satisfaction."
Naruto said, several fox tails extended from behind him, firmly binding the man's limbs, and then he slowly raised the kunai in his hand.
"To put it more clearly—you've crossed my moral bottom line."
Looking at the coldness in Naruto's eyes, the man finally understood—he was dead!
Pfft!
The kunai fell, tearing through flesh.
Immediately after, a shrill scream pierced the night sky…
"Let's count. Let's see how many you can count to before someone comes to save you. What's 1000-7?"
"You bastard…"
The man's face was contorted with rage, his limbs struggling violently: "Die! Just die! You beast!!"
Pfft…
Naruto's small hand trembled, and a piece of skin the thickness of a beef slice floated down. The man immediately let out another scream.
"1000-7?"
"Die!"
Pfft…
"1000-7?"
"I advise you not to dream…"
The man's face was pale, but he still forced a sneer: "I won't give in. I've killed countless brats like you, and you're nothing more than a lucky guy at best! Don't get too carried away, you little bastard!"
Naruto chuckled, not annoyed.
After another slash, the kunai in his hand lightly rested on the man's crotch.
"1000-7?"
"…993!"
"Good! Very spirited!"
Naruto nodded, his hand rising and falling, another piece of flesh slid off, temporarily sparing his 'little brother'.
"993-7?"
"…986."
Pfft…
A shrill scream pierced the night sky, blood flowed freely from the man's body.
Naruto's voice, like a death curse, echoed in his ears again.
"So… 986-7?"
The man's face twitched violently: "Just end me, please…"
"We've barely started, have we?"
Naruto laughed happily: "One word for one cut, there are at least a thousand or eight hundred more to go."
Saying that, his small hand flicked, another cut.
"But you're also lucky, my knife skills aren't great, so maybe after a hundred or eighty cuts, you'll be able to see your great-grandmother…"
Pfft…
"Of course, to prevent that from happening…"
Pfft…
"I specifically prepared a special package for you: Wood Release Senbon!"
Pfft…
"As soon as you show any signs of fainting…"
Pfft…
"These senbon will be inserted under your fingernails…"
Pfft…
"Your toenails, that is!"
Naruto said happily.
Suddenly, a whooshing sound, and several kunai shot from Naruto's blind spot behind him!
Naruto didn't even turn his head, sweeping his tail to bat the kunai away.
"Bastard! Let Mr. Kusama go!"
Figures appeared around the small house, surrounding Naruto.
"So you're not Gian Taro?"
"…"
The man's face was pale, but a glimmer of hope appeared in his heart.
Finally… finally, he was saved!
Then, a snap.
Naruto cleanly twisted his neck, then surged forward, kunai in hand, fox tails flying behind him, pouncing on the Grass Ninjas who were arriving one after another like a beast unleashed!
"So fast!"
"No good, scatter quickly!"
Thud—
Stabbing a kunai into a Grass Ninja's neck, Naruto kicked the opponent's chest, using the momentum to pounce on a nearby enemy, an eerie light shimmering in his crimson vertical pupils.
"Damn it, don't underestimate me!!"
Seeing Naruto pounce towards him, the Grass Ninja roared, grabbing a kunai and charging at Naruto.
Suddenly, Naruto raised his hand and flicked it, the kunai in his hand shot towards him.
He quickly dodged the kunai by tilting his head, but then found that Naruto had instantly vanished from his sight.
"Flying Thunder God: Second Step!"
Thud—
The blade bit into flesh, blood splattering.
Naruto kicked off his corpse, using the momentum again, and charged towards the others.
"What was that just now?"
"No! This guy's ability isn't right!"
"Ah! Don't come near me! Ah—"
In the darkness, Naruto's figure flickered like a ghost.
This was his first true combat experience. He had originally intended to practice his taijutsu first, but as soon as he made a move, he realized a problem he had overlooked—these people were too weak!
They couldn't even keep up with the most basic reaction speed. Even if he had no taijutsu experience whatsoever, he could still completely overwhelm them with his powerful physique and reaction capabilities.
Then what the hell was he practicing taijutsu for?
Might as well practice Flying Thunder God in actual combat…
As for taijutsu, he could only seek guidance from a specialist later if the opportunity arose.