Konoha: This opening is too villainous

as predicted.

At this moment, Ibixi, who was already serious, reached into his arms again and began to take out packaging bags one after another.

They are all the same style of packaging bags.

Each one can even be clearly marked with a number and date in fade-resistant handwriting.

It was accompanied by Ibiki's low, machine-like voice.

"Sato Yun, a chunin, affiliated with the corpse disposal team of Konoha Medical Department..."

"Inoue Haramura, a chunin, affiliated with the interrogation squad of the Konoha Intelligence Department..."

"Yamashiro Hiko, jounin, affiliated with the code squad of the Konoha Intelligence Department..."

……

Every time he took out a bag, the name of a ninja was announced by Ibi, and there was even the department to which the ninja belonged and...the other party's place of death!

That's right!

The ninja who was assassinated inside the Hidden Leaf Village!

If the date marked on the bag is the date of their assassination...

Yueguang Feiyu couldn't help but frown, and Qingque, who had already noticed that something was wrong, took a breath of air.

In other words, so many ninjas have died in Konoha in recent months!

Can you realize that in the seemingly peaceful village where you have always lived, a ninja is assassinated and dies in a dark corner almost every few days?

Among them, Qingque even heard a few familiar names.

Without exception, these people have disappeared recently.

It is said that they were all sent to the front line by the village.

As for now, according to Ibiki’s information...

they are all dead...

If so.

Qingque suddenly felt a chill in his heart when he thought of the leading jounin of his team who was also sent to the front line.

"No, Ikawa is not dead, he really went to the front line."

As if he had already understood Qingque's thoughts, Ibiki classified all the bags he took out together, "I didn't find his body...so, he should not have been secretly executed by the village!"

"Secret execution?" Qing Que was a little uneasy.

What Ibixi said today was something he had never been exposed to before.

However, Qingque had a vague feeling that what happened tonight would break the three views he had formed on the village over the years.

"Anbu!"

However, it was not Ibiki who answered him next.

Yueguang Feiyu, who had remained silent from beginning to end, slowly spoke.

"Assassination Tactics Special Forces!"

A flash of light flashed through the girl's eyes, but she couldn't see clearly in the firelight. "These people are the best assassins! They walk in the darkness and secretly execute all unstable factors that pose a threat to the village."

"Based on the current war situation, the only people who can be continuously eliminated by ANBU on such a large scale within the village are..."

A sharp look appeared on Yueguang Feiyu's somewhat solemn face, and she slowly uttered a few words, "Secret thief and defector!"

Qingque understood instantly, and then seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, "That means they deserve to die."

4.1 Fukujiu, who had been listening silently to the conversation between the three people, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, secretly glad that he didn't hear such rude words as "What's wrong with them? They are also doing it for their own village!"

Let’s not talk about traitors and ninjas. As for spies, we can only say that their positions are different.

After all, during the war, spies kept popping up in order to learn about the enemy's village information, desperate to learn the enemy's confidential information just to cause more deaths in the other village.

Everyone has blood on their hands, and they know who is right and who is wrong, so there is no need to judge in such a contradictory way.

"But what does this have to do with these bags?".

Chapter 182: Can you believe that ANBU actually eats snacks before working?

so.

Qingque, who had just figured out some questions, looked at the packaging bags that appeared at each assassination scene in Ibixi's hand, but he had new doubts.

All problems seem to have returned to their original point.

It is well known that some assassins with eccentricities like to leave unique emblems such as "Princess Desire Painting..." at the scene of the assassination to highlight certain unique meanings.

Could it be that Anbu also have this habit?

But this kind of throwing garbage bags at the assassination scene is unacceptable.

Qing Que looked at the packaging bag with the words "Compressed Biscuits" with his eyes empty, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind.

"Could it be that Anbu has the habit of eating compressed cookies before carrying out assassination missions?"

But as soon as he finished speaking, he didn't believe it himself.

After all, this is so imaginative!

Can you believe that ANBU actually eats snacks before going to work?

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Not to mention that I don’t know much about this independent department, but even if I need to replenish my physical strength before a battle, it’s like taking a military pill!

That’s what makes you so stylish, right?

So Qingque quickly rejected the idea and felt ashamed of his haste.

However, what he didn't expect was that he guessed it right!

Eating a pack of compressed biscuits before a battle to quickly restore full health is really a personal habit that Fu Jiu has gradually developed over a long period of time.

Be patient and lurk, seize the opportunity, and strike with lightning when the opponent is relaxed!

This is the most efficient assassination process.

What you want is a one-hit kill without giving the opponent any reaction!

Because after giving this group of people time to react, it would be very troublesome to make a seal or perform a unique skill or something.

After all, no one has any skills these days, let alone being a spy, so no one wants to defect, right?

The enemy is in the open and I am in the dark. As long as the shot is fast enough, even a jounin can kill him instantly!

Of course, how to avoid being noticed by the other party before the assassination is another technical issue.

"This is a personal and exclusive habit that belongs to a specific ninja, but it is not the behavior of ordinary Anbu."

Ibixi held the packaging bag in his hand. This honest man was particularly talkative tonight.

"The ANBU Special Mobile Force is a special department within the ANBU, also known as the Root, and there is a very special team within the Root. They are dedicated to killing traitors and spies. Their name is - —Vicious Dog Squad…”

Fukujiu listened with great interest. To be honest, he didn't expect that Ibiki really had something to offer. He could connect so many things with just the compressed biscuit packaging bags thrown away at the scene. He deserved it or not, and he deserved it. Interrogate the Minister.

In fact, he wanted to continue listening, but something new happened in the fire not far away...

………………

"Hoo Chi! Hoo Chi! Hoo..."

On the northwest border of the Fire Country, we come to the wilderness woods not far from Tushan Town, the hub of commerce and trade.

"Click... click, click..."

The three ninjas wearing Sunagakure forehead protectors made sounds of splinters and twisted wood, and fell to the ground in extremely twisted postures.

Their empty eye sockets were filled with the color of dead water, and patches of chapped skin appeared on their faces.

There was a constant sound of rustling, and pieces of it were like cracked soil, weathering into wisps of fine yellow sand that slowly fell, revealing the rough wooden structure inside.

puppet!The puppet of the Sand Ninja!

The breeze blew gently, taking away the strong smell of blood and filling the entire space with the fresh scent of the jungle again.

"Pfft!"

In front of them, a middle-aged ninja fell to his knees covered in blood, causing waves of sand and dust to rise.

He seemed to have exhausted all his strength, relying on his remaining right hand to hold the ninja sword inserted into the ground tremblingly to support the weight of his entire body.

Blood flowed down from his forehead, accompanied by heavy breathing, covering the corners of his eyebrows.

The sharp three-magatama Sharingan slowly became blurry.

But the belief revealed in those eyes became stronger and stronger!

Uchiha Enta didn't know what he was waiting for, but he had a vague hunch in his heart that everything did not end with the death of the three sand jounin.

The real crisis has just begun!

"I have been sleeping in the wind for more than 360 years, and I have breakfast with a tiger..."

"Hold the fishing string of the old man and ask Wolong how much it costs."

"It rains continuously in the middle of Sichuan, and there are corpses everywhere outside the pass. Your smile is like a vicious dog..."

The girl's humming sound was like the wind in the forest, coming from far to near.

Uchiha Enta gathered the last of his will, forced his vision to become clear, and slowly looked up.

At some point, a figure appeared on the branches of the tall tree beside him.

The angle was just right, making it difficult to see her face, but all she could see was her waist-length black hair dancing.

"Say your purpose! Ninja!"

Although he is at the end of his strength, the aura of a strong man is still vividly displayed in Uchiha Enta!

The singing with an unknown tone and strange lyrics stopped abruptly, leaving only the gentle breeze blowing in the forest.

However, the other party did not answer his question immediately.