Afterward, that Shinobi kept talking about similar things, mainly how incompetent the current leader of Hidden Rain Village was, how hateful the Five Great Nations were for not giving them a way to live, and how powerful, wise, benevolent, and brave Hanzo was.
"Three days from now, Lord Hanzo will give a public speech in the Village, gathering righteous warriors to change this country that is always weeping. At that time, I will join him and work together for the peace of the Ninja World."
After finishing the meal, Miki didn't inquire further.
Hanzo's undisguised actions had already revealed all the necessary intelligence.
This level of information was sufficient for the next step.
For assassination, one only needed to know where the target was, and that was it.
"Is Konoha really that hateful?"
Walking on the street, Hitomi inexplicably asked softly.
"For them, it's a fact," Miki said softly.
"So they are righteous?" Hitomi asked.
"Do you want to be a righteous companion?" Miki retorted.
"They didn't do anything wrong, did they?" Hitomi asked again.
"In the Ninja World, being weak is wrong, that's all," Miki said. "Do we need to consider their opinions when we act? If we consider them, what if their opinion is for us to die?"
"I understand." Hitomi nodded heavily.
Raindrops dripped continuously from the umbrella's edge like broken pearls. Hitomi smiled and said, "Let that guy named Hanzo die. Although this place is always crying, it won't die because of that guy's ambition."
White Fang said, "That's right!"
Miki glanced at White Fang but said nothing more.
Chiri had a thoughtful expression.
She didn't know what she was thinking.
At this moment, Miki paused, then continued walking as usual.
On the rainy street, an old man in his sixties walked towards them from the opposite direction.
Chiri noticed Miki's unusual behavior and couldn't help but look at Miki in surprise.
Then she looked at the old man slowly approaching from the opposite side.
He was dressed in a black, tight-fitting suit, with a dense, messy black hair like a hedgehog, and his white eyes had circles upon circles of ripples.
Strange eyes, Chiri didn't look at them for long, naturally shifting her gaze away.
Miki remained silent, and nothing happened when the two parties crossed paths in the rain.
Just like ordinary passersby brushing shoulders.
After a while, when both parties had walked far away, Miki stopped.
"What's wrong?" White Fang asked.
"Nothing," Miki said after shaking her head. "Just a little surprised."
"That guy just now was very strong!" White Fang said in a deep voice. "But he doesn't seem to be a Rain Hidden Ninja; there are no traces of Transformation Technique disguise on him."
"That guy…" Hitomi was silent for a moment, then said, "He's stronger than that Heavenly Ninja guy. His scent and demeanor are exactly like Heavenly Ninja's."
"Hmm, very scary," Chiri said. "He was looking at us…"
As soon as she finished speaking, Miki sighed, turned around, and looked up.
Chiri, Hitomi, and White Fang followed closely.
In the misty rain, the old man stood on a tall building by the street, arms crossed proudly, looking down at everyone from above.
"Leaf Ninja, how nostalgic." He squinted slightly.
Since these eyes opened, he hadn't used them to kill anyone yet.
Having re-emerged in the Ninja World, he was currently collecting intelligence to analyze the situation of the Ninja World. He heard about Hanzo of Amegakure and wanted to see what kind of person he was and whether he could be brought under his control.
He wanted to make some important arrangements while he still had the ability to act in these few years.
"Strange, is this little girl the leader?"
The Rinnegan saw through the reality of Yin Release, and his gaze fell on Miki's mask.
"Aburame Clan…"
"Such weak Chakra and body."
Then, he shifted his gaze to Chiri, looking at the rotating Sanba Pattern, and nodded in approval.
"San Ba (Three Tomoe), not bad."
"And this Genjutsu, quite interesting."
His gaze fell on Hitomi, and he couldn't help but frown, for no other reason.
The Chakra within Hitomi's body was too abnormal.
He had only witnessed the same abnormality in one person, Hyuga No Tenjin.
"The Hyuga Clan's ability to freely open Chakra points is really useful."
"But it's just a path to death."
And this kind of opening was, fundamentally speaking, chronic suicide.
"That guy is probably going to die soon," he muttered softly, a faint hint of nostalgia appearing in the old man's eyes.
Then, the old man looked at White Fang.
"Hmph, trash." He had no interest in looking at White Fang again.
Finally, the old man's gaze returned to Miki.
Why would this little girl make the Hyuga and Uchiha take her as their leader?
Her position was with Hitomi and Chiri guarding her on the left and right, forming a subtle protective formation.
How strong could the Aburame Clan be?
Only the cooperation of those three old men was barely watchable.
Should he test them?
As he thought, the old man uncrossed his arms.
Below, Hitomi and Chiri simultaneously placed their hands on their sword hilts.
White Fang prepared solemnly, his hand slowly reaching for the short sword behind him.
Miki, however, extended a hand, stopping everyone's aggressive movements.
"Don't get excited."
Looking at the old man, she said, "You do your thing, we do our mission. Let's not interfere with each other."
"Hmph, interesting, what's your mission?" the old man said proudly.
"Do you also want to dance?" Miki sneered coldly.
Such a thing, even if the person opposite was that person, could never be easily revealed.
This was called professional integrity.
The old man was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then laughed wildly and said, "Interesting! Then let's dance!"
The moment he finished speaking, his figure abruptly disappeared from its original spot.
At the same time, three sounds of drawing swords rang out in sync.
The battle began instantly, and the next second, the scene froze.
A sharp blade stopped an inch in front of Miki.
Because it had no choice but to stop.
Around Miki, a cluster of purple particles shimmered brightly.
The old man recognized this stuff.
Taking a breath of it would be quite exhilarating.
And around the old man, three swords were virtually pointed at various vital points all over his body.
Passersby on the surrounding street in the rain walked by as if they hadn't seen this scene.
The scene was unusually eerie for a moment.
But this Genjutsu was not cast by Chiri, but by Miki.
"Not bad," the old man said, taking two more glances at the white-haired boy behind him, then his figure twisted and transformed into a wooden dummy that fell.
Neither this guy's stance nor his swordsmanship made him comfortable.
White Fang, whose sword was pointed at his butt, as if to perform an anal probe, his pupils suddenly constricted.
Wood Release!
How could it be!
"A little interesting," the old man said, appearing at the street corner, facing everyone and saying, "It seems your development of insects is stronger than those three Aburame old men, but for Wood Release, no matter what kind of Insects, they are useless."
"If you want to dance, you're still a hundred years too early."
"Is that so?"
Saying this, Miki raised her hand and placed it on Hitomi's shoulder, and immediately a layer of vivid purple climbed all over Hitomi's body.
Seeing this, Madara's pupils slightly constricted.
Had she actually mastered those poisonous insects to this extent?
Hitomi drew her sword and took a step forward.
In the formation they had rehearsed, Hitomi always served as the front-line tank, attracting firepower.
Her Chakra points began to open, and the Chakra within her body boiled, the surging river of Chakra growing more turbulent and powerful.
"Hmph! Eight Gates Formation! How much of Heavenly Ninja's style do you possess?" the old man sneered in a low voice.
Chiri, meanwhile, raised one hand and began to form hand signs with a single hand.
Her job was to provide fire support and to look for fatal attack openings.
This sign was for a true Fire Release.
As Miki clapped her hands together, a large number of crimson beetles flew out.
Genjutsu had limited effect on Uchiha, but the important thing was that it could interfere with Uchiha's Genjutsu.
Insect Secret Technique: Vacuum Poison Blast Great Orb
A giant purple orb was spewed from Miki's mouth.
It flew rapidly towards the old man.
"Still not bad…"
Saying this, surging blue Chakra erupted from the old man's body, and a clear Chakra skeleton began to appear in the air.
But the next second, both sides' attacks stopped simultaneously.
The blue giant that hadn't fully appeared vanished.
The purple wind orb disintegrated midway and scattered.
On the surrounding streets, team after team of Rain Hidden Ninja quickly ran past.
It seemed something unexpected had happened.
"How disappointing." Saying this, the old man glanced at everyone, then turned and walked away.
Miki lowered her hands.
"Let's go."
As she spoke, the four instantly left.
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