I'm in the Dragon Clan, bound to the Naruto Counterattack System

A red light flashed!

A Ducati motorcycle was cut in half, the cut as smooth as a mirror, as if it had been cut by a laser weapon.

Cheng Sui sped through the streets of Shinjuku, his right hand lightly resting on the hilt of Kirikage Maru.

This was the first time he had moved at full speed since obtaining the three-tomoe Sharingan, and the speed boost brought by refining Hashirama's cells far exceeded Cheng Sui's expectations.

At this moment, everything in the world seemed to be in slow motion in Cheng Sui's eyes. The sound of the bullet casings falling to the ground was clearly audible, and the sound of the bullets whistling through the air was exceptionally sharp. Every detail was clearly discernible.

The moment the biker pulled the trigger, Cheng Sui burst through the door! His long sword was drawn without hesitation!

These biker gang teenagers were even cheering for the Toyota Century they had just overturned, their nerves numbed by the chemical reagents, unaware that death was already creeping up on them.

The Kassel Commissioner's Manual clearly stipulates that lethal weapons must not be used against non-mission targets.

But Cheng Sui didn't care at all. The Execution Department was a violent organization, and he wouldn't be bound by rules and regulations, just like a lion wouldn't lock itself in a cage.

In a flash, he appeared beside the speeding GTR.

Kirikagemaru was drawn from its sheath, the red longsword moving with lightning speed, severing both the heavy machine gun and the boy's ten fingers!

The knife was so fast that the biker gang member didn't even realize he'd been hit. His face still bore the crazed grin of his as he seemed to see the three people in the Toyota being turned into mincemeat.

Cheng leaped to the front of the GTR and kicked the hood of the car hard!

The heavily modified sports car crashed into an invisible iron wall, its body instantly twisting and deforming. The driver's face slammed heavily against the windshield, becoming a bloody mess.

He brought the GTR, which was traveling at 150 km/h, to a complete stop with a single stomp!

With the extraordinary insight of his three-tomoe Sharingan, Cheng Sui could clearly see the fine dragon scales on the driver's neck.

Deadpool-like?

Is the supply of pharmaceuticals in Japan really this bad?

The biker gang, riding various heavy motorcycles, charged in with strange shouts, carrying machetes or modified guns. Their brains, clouded by drugs and reagents, had lost their ability to judge the situation.

Anyone with a modicum of sense who sees someone stomp on a speeding GTR should instinctively run away rather than risk their life.

Cheng's entourage pulled out the modified HK P30 from the equipment department, a gift from Angers, and fired a few shots in the direction the bikers were coming from, without even glancing at them.

The solid copper bullets sliced ​​through the air, anticipating the movements of these biker gang members.

To outsiders, the scene appeared to be Cheng Sui casually firing a few shots, followed by the bikers driving heavy motorcycles crashing into the bullets.

But only those who are proficient in shooting know how terrifying dynamic vision and shooting accuracy this requires.

Suzuki GSX-R1000, Kawasaki Ninja ZX-14, Yamaha Warrior... several heavy motorcycles went out of control and swept past him, their wheels scraping the ground and sparking dazzling sparks.

Inuyama He stared blankly at the boy standing on the hood of the GTR.

He then realized how serious his misjudgment of Cheng Sui was. The young man in front of him was no less powerful than Angers, and even more violent. He had never seen anyone stop a speeding GTR with a single stomp.

Inuyama suddenly remembered what Angers had written in his letter.

Let Japan witness the genius that has suddenly appeared out of nowhere from our headquarters...

Inuyama He chuckled self-deprecatingly. He had completely forgotten what kind of person Angers was. That flamboyant old man, though arrogant, never boasted. Just like sixty years ago when he said he would single-handedly reform the mixed-race world of Japan, the eighteen-year-old Inuyama He thought he was bragging, but in the end, he really did it.

What kind of storm will this boy, whom Angers calls a "genius who appeared out of nowhere," stir up in Japan?

Inuyama He was sweating profusely.

The purge of Cheng Sui is not yet over.

Holding the knife in one hand, Cheng Sui slowly attached chakra to the blade. He only discovered this after boarding the plane; the alchemical knife unexpectedly possessed excellent chakra conductivity.

With a thought, the chakra that was originally attached to Kirikagemaru was transformed into wind attribute.

A massive amount of wind-attribute chakra coiled around the blade, enhancing the power of Cheng Sui's slashes while also extending their range.

Cheng Sui is not yet proficient in this move. Once he is fully proficient, he can even do what the samurai of the Land of Iron in the original Naruto manga do: fuse his chakra into his katana and then slash out quickly, releasing a strong sword aura. At the same time, it will create a large tornado around him, combining attack range and lethality.

In the eyes of these biker gang teenagers, Cheng Sui was like a ghost, his long sword moving like a phantom. They couldn't even catch a glimpse of Cheng Sui; each time they could only see a flash of red light, followed by the cleaving of the man and the car together.

These lawless biker gang teenagers boasted that they would not be afraid to advance even if they encountered a thousand troops, and dared to charge forward even if they knew that they would die, just like Takeda Shingen's Red Guard.

But the Red Army was facing Tokugawa Ieyasu's army, which consisted of living, breathing people who would bleed if they were attacked.

But now they are facing a ghost, and they have already suffered nearly half of their casualties without even seeing the person.

Cheng Sui arrived in front of a biker gang's car and slashed diagonally downwards with his Kirikage-maru.

This is the "Gyakukesa-giri" (逆袈裟斩) in Japanese swordsmanship. Originating in the Sengoku period, it was originally developed to bypass the enemy's armor and slash at the enemy through gaps.

In Japanese Kendo, this move is explicitly forbidden when striking hard objects, as recklessly applying force against the joint could cause tearing of the triangular fossa.

However, Cheng Sui used this move to slash at the heavy motorcycle. The crimson blade of Kirikage-maru collided with the motorcycle chassis, and dazzling sparks were emitted at the point of cut.

The long knife continued its momentum, slicing upwards through the entire motorcycle, and, to the horror of the biker gang member, aimed straight for his head!

The head flew into the sky, and crimson blood blossomed from the lower left to the upper right. In the eyes of the biker gang, this slash seemed to come from the depths of hell.

The immense fear brought some rationality back to these lawless bikers; they turned their bikes around and fled at an even faster speed than when they were charging.

Cheng drew his pistol and fired several shots with lightning speed.

Cheng Sui turned around, swung his long sword in the air to shake off the bloodstains on the blade, and slowly sheathed the sword.

Before even arriving in Japan, someone tried to kill him; he was attacked as soon as he got off the plane.

Cheng Sui thought of what Angers had said.

"Japan is a dangerous place, and you have no relatives or friends there, no one you can trust."

The bullet flew past behind him, hitting the fuel tank of the fleeing motorcycle. The motorcycle exploded with a bang, and the shockwave made Cheng Sui's clothes flutter.

It all sounds complicated, but it actually happened in just a few seconds. Some of the cadres in the back row didn't even know what had happened before the crisis was resolved.

When the Inuyama family's executives rushed out of the car with guns in hand, the scene before them left them stunned.

Cheng Sui stood alone in the center of the street, his clothes fluttering in the aftershocks of the explosion. Behind him lay the burning wreckage of a motorcycle and corpses strewn about. The Kirikage Maru was already sheathed, as if nothing had ever happened.

Inuyama He gazed at the boy's tall and straight back, and suddenly felt ashamed, thinking that he had said he could give Cheng Sui some pointers.