Chapter 158 With Such a Small Amount of Money, What Am I Going to Do?

"Who are you?" The middle-aged Shangren asked sharply.

Jiaodu was silent, guessing in his heart that the other party seemed to be a Junin, and should be worth a little money. Junin from all over the world has a reward list for the black market.

"It seems that I don't plan to communicate properly."

The middle-aged Jonin told the subordinates around him: "Be sure to protect those two..."

There was still a voice lingering in my ear, and I saw a gray figure approaching at first glance, swinging my arms and fists, and my green eyes seemed to say: You should worry about yourself.

Changing into elbows and armpits, the middle-aged Jonin pulled out the kunai on his knees in time, and was shaking hands and slashing.

"Crack."

There was a sound of metal clashing in the air.

The wide-open eyes of the middle-aged Jonin reflected the scene of Kunai being caught with his bare hands.

"How can this be……"

It was this moment of trance that gave the opponent an opportunity to defend slowly.

Between the lightning and the flint, a white light flashed through the air, and there was a sound of "咻", that sound seemed to cut off the wind flowing through the air.

It was too late to harden, and the horns pulled away in time, and looked at the kid who had slashed that blow just now, with a trace of surprise in his eyes, the reaction speed just now was not like an ordinary kid could react.

Aokiji fixed his eyes on the enemy in front of him, and opened his mouth to analyze: "This guy seems to have the ability of invulnerability, maybe he is good at earth escape."

The five major escapism techniques each have their own characteristics, among which the earth dungeon technique is undoubtedly the best at defending, and it can even harden itself, making it both attackable and acceptable, very tricky.

This little brat is quick to analyze...

Jiaodu drooped his eyelids, and his dark green pupils showed a trace of solemnity. It might be even more difficult than the Jonin just now.

Aokiji turned to Guardian Shinobi who was guarding the sedan chair, and shouted, "I don't even care to come and help."

In a simple fight, Aokiji had a hunch that the enemy in front of him was not a light-saving lamp, and he had to gather everyone's strength to be safe.

"No, if I leave, the two adults in the sedan chair will not be protected."

Guardian Ninja had some scruples and was unwilling to leave.

Aokiji clicked his tongue unhappily.

Escort tasks are such a hassle, but also to protect the employer.

Encountering a god-like opponent and a pig-like teammate, this is a good time, both of them are together.

If possible, Aokiji really wanted to kill these two oil bottles.

On the one hand, Aokiji felt that the employer he was protecting was in the way, and on the other hand, he was displeased with the domineering attitude of the two during the journey.

He just came to work, not to sell himself.

Thinking of this, Aokiji let out a sigh of relief and began to make seals. He couldn't open Sharingan because of the people around him, so the thing he just learned was left.

Seeing that guardian ninja refused to participate in the battle, the corner of Kakuto's mouth under the mask twitched slightly. He came to kill the mission target this time, and there was only one person.

The enemy doesn't know this information, so it can just be used to make use of it.

At this moment, Jiaodu suddenly noticed that something was wrong with the kid in front of him.

He saw that Aokiji Yuyin just thought he was about to perform some kind of ninjutsu, and he even took countermeasures, but he didn't expect the result to be a bit unexpected.

I saw strange markings on half of the opponent's face.

Jiaodu squinted slightly, and could feel that the Chakra on the opposite side had become stronger.

"interesting……"

He hooked his lips with great interest, guessing that it might be some kind of secret technique, but you are not the only one who possesses the secret technique, you brat.

"Aokiji, your face..." The middle-aged Jonin noticed this appearance, and his round eyes were full of surprise.

"Just in case..."

Aokiji glanced lightly and explained calmly.

Ninjas are all crispy skinned. He doesn't want to be killed because he doesn't react in time during the battle. On the premise of not exposing Sharingan, then the first stage of Xianju is left.

"Both of you, hide aside." Aokiji tried to persuade the two ninja companions beside him. In this level of battle, it's not bad for the two of them to go up without getting in the way.

"What! Stop looking down on people."

A renunciation felt contempt, lowered his weight, and rushed out.

"Hey, wait..." the middle-aged Jōnin called out to stop him.

At this time, you should calmly observe the enemy's combat power. It was too reckless to rush forward like this, but it was too late to remind him.

This subordinate couldn't bear the heat in his head, he didn't listen to others' persuasion, and rushed out directly, amidst Jiaodu's overpowering taunt, he waved the kunai in his hand and stabbed at the opponent's mouthpiece.

"How can it be……"

The sharp kunai pierced the soft throat, but it was unharmed. The young shinin opened his eyes wide, showing horror.

Kakuzu grabbed the throat of this ninja with one hand: "If you don't learn to walk, learn to run first. It's never a problem. First ask yourself if you are a genius. If not, you have to take it step by step."

Accompanied by this burst of whimpering, Shimono's legs were off the ground, and his throat seemed to be cut.

Qingzhi shook his head speechlessly: "Obviously I have already reminded you."

Like this kind of guy who has the protagonist's disease but doesn't have the protagonist's life, he doesn't know how many people will die every year.

"However, it seems that you will never have this chance..."

Kakuzu's eyes showed murderous intent, and just about to squeeze his throat with his hands, a figure rushed up, it was a middle-aged jonin, he couldn't just watch his subordinates die.

Kakutsu was waiting for this opportunity, and threw the "toy" in his hand towards the Jōnin.

Taking advantage of the moment when the jōnin catches his subordinate, he kicks back and kicks the two of them flying together.

The light of the sword suddenly appeared, and Yan Mo attacked across the board.

Jiaodu raised his arms to block, and with a bang, not only did he feel pain in his arms, he turned around and kicked.

Kicked in the stomach, Qingzhi lost his position and flew away. He stabbed the ground with a sword nail to stabilize his figure.

Looking up, looking at the enemy in front of him, Aokiji secretly scolded himself that these years are really unlucky, obviously he is considered very strong at his age, but the opponents he meets are stronger than himself.

Now that he was using the buff, he couldn't react in time, and was kicked away. Aokiji guessed that the opponent this time might not be at the shadow level...

When did the strength of the movie class become so bad.

Jiaodu raised his arm, lifted his sleeve, saw the open wound on his arm, and frowned, obviously his body had been hardened just now, but there was a gap in his skin, the last time he received such an injury, Jiaodu I can't remember when it was.

Thinking of this, Kakudo became a little more wary of Aokiji, and he rarely took out his shuriken, as if to deal with Aokiji's Enma.

Qingzhi frowned and narrowed his eyes, analyzing that the opponent took out Kunai and shouldn't plan to head-to-head with his Yan Mo.

A middle-aged Jonin walked beside him, and suggested, "Let's do it together."

"This guy is very powerful." Aokiji's face was serious, and he felt like retreating: "By the way, can I give up the mission now?"

The middle-aged Shangren stared blankly, his eyes seemed to say: What are you kidding?

Actually, I'm not joking... Aokiji had a very reluctant expression on his face: "Okay, okay..."

After fighting to see if he couldn't beat it, Aokiji was ready to run away. Others will regard tasks as more important than their lives, but in the eyes of Aokiji, tasks are not as important as their own lives.

The money given for a mission is not as much as the money he got from robbing the rich and giving to the poor. What is he desperate for?

"You cover me..." After the middle-aged Jonin finished speaking, he lowered his weight and rushed out.

Arms collided with each other, and there was a lot of noise. The two held shurikens and slashed at each other. For a moment, it seemed that the fight was inextricable.

Aokiji took cover, spewed out a mouthful of water polo, and rushed towards the opponent.

Art fire escape ho fireball.

With a bang, the fireball exploded and white smoke rose as the target was concentrated.

"Is it finished?"

The middle-aged Jonin held his luck in his heart.

"Don't be careless."

Aokiji reminded that the opponent has ninjutsu to harden himself.

Theoretically, he should use Thunder Dungeon to attack him, but it's a pity that Qingzhi is not good at using Thunder Dungeon, so he can only attack with the more powerful Fire Dungeon that he has mastered.

In fact, just as Aokiji thought, the law of smoke without injury, and the hardened horns were not affected in the slightest.

Jiaodu poured all his strength into his right foot, kicked hard, and his whole body was projected out like a cannonball, waving the kunai stab.

The middle-aged Jonin retreated, narrowly dodging the attack.

"snort."

Jiaodu laughed, and the broken wrist flew out, extending Kunai's attack distance.

Everyone present, including Aokiji, hadn't expected it. When they realized it, the middle-aged Jonin had been pierced through the throat by Kunai, spitting out blood.

The throat is a very fragile part. After suffering such a serious fatal injury, even the Jonin would die directly, lying on the ground, and he couldn't die anymore.

Aokiji's scalp is numb, what happened just now?

"Then the game is over..." Jiaodu took off his clothes, revealing his bare upper body. There were obvious sewing marks on his body, which made people shudder.

I saw his hands forming seals, the lines on his body were like lustful living things, they began to twist, his body swelled, and finally split, and several jet-black monsters spewed out from his body, looking at his bones with chills.

In addition to some differences in size, it is still the first kind of creature in essence.

It is not surprising that this person is a sewing monster.

The corner of Aokiji's mouth twitched slightly, and now he realized that their group had met someone.

The Future Xiao organization regards money as life in Jiaodu.

Kakuto deliberately showed weakness in front, in order to make the opponent's jounin careless, so that he could kill with one blow, and the result looked good.

Now that there is a missing general on the opposite side, Kakuzu naturally has no worries. With a wave of his hand, several masked monsters produced by the earth's grievances behind him rushed to the lower ninja, the servants, and the guardian ninja.

Kakuto himself, on the other hand, planned to have a good time with this brat, chasing Aokiji would be a crazy meal.

By this time, Aokiji no longer dared to keep it there, so he opened Sharingan directly, and if he kept it, he would die.

The horns who were fighting with Aokiji were a little confused, thinking that this kid seems to be a lot faster than before, until he saw Aokiji's blood-colored eyes, he was slightly startled, and then he realized it.

"Interesting, you are from the Uchiha family?" After the whole fight, Kaku seemed to be able to handle it with ease: "No wonder you are so young and have such strength. No, even among the Uchiha family, you are quite an outstanding existence."

Qingzhi exhaled a turbid breath, looked around, and found that his companions and accompanying guards were dead, leaving only two shivering, useless employers.

The two hugged the single seedling of the green pheasant, begging bitterly: "Please, please save me."

Jiaodu looked at Qingzhi with great interest: "Then what should you do next?"

Aokiji shouted loudly: "Do you need to say that!?"

"Really……"

Kakuzu narrowed his eyes slightly, and was not surprised by this answer, after all, Konoha's ninjas are notoriously stubborn and stubborn.

"I surrender!"

Kodo: ...

Is there any way to do this, if you can't beat it, you can't beat it.

In the original book, if you are singled out, the horns can be beaten violently with Kaka, and Aokiji is only thirteen years old, so it is already amazing to be able to survive until now.

It's not that Aokiji is weak, but that the opponent is too strong.

This answer was far beyond Jiaodu's expectation, he looked at the boy in front of him strangely.

In my impression, the Uchiha clan is quite arrogant in their bones, and they would rather die than surrender.

Of course, they do have the capital of aloofness.

The two employers were taken aback: "Eh? What are you doing! Aren't you the ninja we hired? How could you be like this!!"

Qingzhi had a reason to shout: "Nonsense, such a small amount of money for one mission, what am I going to do?"