Killing his way through the ninja world, starting from being adopted by the second generation!

The young Sand Ninja grinned as he approached the Rain Ninja, who were now powerless to resist, and twirled his short sword in a beautiful flourish.

"I told you long ago, you bunch of Rain Village scum..."

Just then, a kunai flew towards him at incredible speed and instantly pierced his body.

The young Sand Shinobi fell straight to the ground, disbelief filling his eyes. He never imagined, even in death, that someone would launch a sneak attack…

"Who?!" the older Sunashi shouted sharply, turning towards the direction from which the kunai was coming.

Is it fun to bully the weak?

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P.S.: Starting now, I'm challenging myself to update three chapters a day until I pay off all the chapters I owe, sob sob...

Chapter 283 Do you think I'm easy to talk to?

"Who are you?"

The older Sand Shinobi looked at the young man who appeared before him with a very unpleasant expression.

They had only killed a few Rain Ninja within the Land of Rain's borders, never expecting someone to appear and save them.

Before he could make a move, he noticed that the young man's black pupils had suddenly turned scarlet.

Then there is no more then.

In the eyes of the three Rain Ninja, the young man who had just appeared simply threw a kunai, and the powerful Sand Ninja fell to the ground.

The other party didn't even have time to react before being killed.

They didn't even have time to scream.

The leader of the Rain Ninja boys tried to get up from the ground, but the toxins in his body rendered him unable to move.

He may die from the poison soon.

"Cough cough... Thank you." The boy coughed up a mouthful of black blood and looked gratefully at the young man wearing a straw hat.

Lianye glanced at him, then rummaged through her ninja tool pouch for the antidote.

"You guys go back to the village to heal your wounds, don't worry about me." The boy looked at his two teammates with a wry smile, "The senbon is poisoned, I might not be able to go back."

"Captain, let's go back together!"

"We'll go together, we can't leave you behind."

Two genin squads were on patrol when they unfortunately encountered three sand ninjas, and only the three of them survived.

The two teammates naturally did not want their squad leader to die like this, and despite their serious injuries, they wanted to bring him back.

"How touching, meow." Scarface murmured softly as he approached the three of them.

The three of them looked at the fat black cat that had appeared, and all the sadness they had managed to muster vanished.

"Alright, this is the antidote." Lian Ye tossed out a porcelain bottle.

The three Rain Ninjas stared at the porcelain bottle in front of them, stunned and at a loss for what to do.

"Cough cough cough..." The boy coughed up another mouthful of black blood.

"What are you all standing there for, meow?" Scarface tilted his head and looked at the three of them in confusion. "Hurry up and take your medicine, or you'll really be poisoned to death."

Could these three have been brain-damaged by the Sand Ninja? The antidote is right in front of them, yet they don't even use it.

"Yes, yes, the antidote! Take the antidote!" The Rain Ninja, who was injured in the abdomen, quickly picked up the porcelain bottle, opened it, and poured it into the captain's mouth.

Seeing this, Lian Ye's lips twitched slightly. Was it really necessary to consume the entire antidote for such a small amount of poison?

Good heavens, what a waste!

But he didn't say much, he just watched silently.

The boy's originally dark complexion turned rosy after taking the antidote, but due to his injuries, it gradually turned pale again.

"Thank you, my benefactor." The boy struggled to his feet and bowed deeply to the man and the cat.

Upon seeing this, the other two quickly helped each other to their feet and bowed to them.

"Don't thank me yet, there are conditions for me saving you." Lianye explained under the three's questioning gazes: "Take me to find Hanzo the Salamander."

The three were ninjas from Amegakure, so it was naturally easier for them to meet Hanzo of the Salamander than for him. This was the main reason why Renya saved them; having someone guide them was definitely better than blindly searching on their own.

"You're looking for the leader?" The three men frowned instantly, hesitating for a moment.

Although the young man in front of them had just saved them, they were unsure of his purpose in meeting the leader.

What if they rashly lead their men to Lord Hanzo, and the other party has ill intentions?

Even though Lord Hanzo is powerful, they dare not take this risk.

"Yes, I'd like to meet Hanzo the Salamander." Renya nodded without denying it.

His main purpose in coming to the Land of Rain was to find out how strong Hanzo the Salamander was and whether he was worthy of the title of a future demigod.

To put it bluntly, he just came here to cause trouble because he had nothing better to do...

"What is your purpose in seeking out the leader?!" The boy's expression turned serious, and he subconsciously tightened his grip on the kunai in his hand.

He would not hesitate to attack if he dared to harbor any evil thoughts toward the leader.

Hanzo is like a god in the hearts of everyone in Amegakure, and no one is allowed to desecrate him, not even his savior!

"Purpose?" Lianye took in all the three's subtle movements. "Of course, they've come to spar with Hanzo."

"A sparring match?!" The boy's expression turned cold. "Sorry, we can't take you!"

The strength displayed by the young man in front of them was definitely at the level of an elite Jonin.

As ninjas of Amegakure, they absolutely could not allow such a dangerous being to enter the village, lest it cause irreparable damage.

And we must not cause any trouble for Lord Hanzo!

"Do you think I'm easy to talk to?" Lian Ye looked at the boy expressionlessly and said coldly, "I'm not discussing this with you."

These guys are really pushing their luck.

As he spoke, his black pupils instantly turned red, and three black tomoe appeared within them, slowly rotating.

The three Rain Ninjas froze on the spot, their eyes also showing three tomoe, clearly indicating that they had been controlled by the genjutsu.

"Why didn't you do this earlier, meow?" Scarface rolled his eyes at him, annoyed. If it were Madara, they would have already entered Amegakure by now.

Lian Ye remained silent, controlling the three severely injured individuals to lead the way.

The rain was gradually subsiding, but the air was still filled with damp moisture.

Renya stood in front of the tall steel gate of Amegakure, looking up at the ninja village covered by countless pipes and steel buildings.

Rainwater dripped rhythmically from the rusty metal pipes.

"How creepy, meow." The fat cat hid behind Lian Ye, its tail wagging uneasily.

Four Rain Village ninjas stood on either side of the gate. Unlike the three genin who were leading the way, they all wore breathing masks, revealing only their wary eyes.

They have four wavy lines etched on their foreheads, symbolizing the emblem of Amegakure.

"Halt!" The guard stepped forward, his voice muffled through his mask. "State your name and purpose."

They did not ignore Renya despite the three genin from the village ahead leading the way. Not just anyone could enter Amegakure at will; this was an order that Lord Hanzo had given long ago.

Left with no other choice, Lianye could only activate her Sharingan to control the guards.

The heavy iron gate slowly opened, emitting a harsh metallic scraping sound. As Lianye stepped into Amegakure, she immediately felt a sense of oppression.

Pedestrians hurried by on the street, and almost no one spoke. All the buildings were equipped with sophisticated drainage systems that channeled rainwater from the roofs into underground channels.

"The people here don't seem to be living very well, meow," Scarface muttered to himself.

Lianye did not respond; his gaze swept across both sides of the street. Most of the buildings in Amegakure were made of steel and concrete, their surfaces covered with rust and water stains.

His gaze eventually settled on the tallest building in the middle.

If nothing unexpected happens, Hanzo the Salamander is in there...

Chapter 284 The Habit of Not Knocking

At the top of the central tower in Amegakure, rainwater continuously flows down the tempered glass, distorting the outside world into blurry patches of color.

Hanzo the Salamander stood by the window, wearing a special breathing mask, his hands behind his back, his knuckles white from the effort.

A dozen reports were scattered on the desk, each representing a Rain Village ninja who had failed to return. The latest report was still stained with blood; it was brought back this morning by a severely wounded ninja who had broken through the encirclement and risked his life.

It turns out that the ninjas of these great nations not only use the Land of Rain as a battlefield, but some ninja squads even attack the Amegakure ninjas...

In just a few days, several squads were brutally murdered.

"These great powers are going too far!" Hanzo's voice came through his mask, low and suppressed, clearly indicating that he was genuinely angry.

He turned and picked up the blood-stained report, which detailed the Sand Village ninja's ambush of the Rain Village patrol on the border.

In the corner, Amegakure Jonin Aota lowered his head, not daring to breathe. He had followed Hanzo for many years and knew the rage hidden beneath his leader's calm demeanor.

Hanzo the Salamander slammed the report heavily on the table. "It's one thing to treat the Land of Rain as a battlefield, but now they're even daring to kill our ninjas and civilians at will."

He pointed to the slums that were faintly visible through the rain outside the window. "Last week we lost thirty-seven civilians, most of whom were children."

It's obvious without even thinking that it was ninjas from these major powers who infiltrated the village and did it!

Aota spoke softly, "Lord Hanzo, should we organize a retaliatory operation? Our recently trained poison fog unit has already..."

"No." Hanzo raised his hand to interrupt, his breathing mask hissing slightly. "It's not the time yet."

He walked to the map of the ninja world hanging on the wall, and traced his finger across the border of the Land of Rain, which was surrounded by major powers. "Iwagakure, Sunagakure, Konoha, their strength should not be underestimated. We still need time to develop."

Rain pattered against the glass, and the atmosphere in the room was heavy.

Hanzo stood before the map, gazing at the small area symbolizing the Land of Rain, situated at the crossroads of various major nations.

"Pass down the order," Hanzo suddenly said. "Recall all Amegakure ninjas on missions and reduce their patrol areas."

Qingtian looked up in surprise: "Isn't this a sign of weakness to those major powers?"

A cold laugh came from beneath Hanzo's mask: "A temporary retreat is not admitting defeat." He walked to the aquarium in the corner of his desk, which housed several highly venomous salamanders. "Notify the research department to accelerate the research on the new type of poison gas."

He had a salamander venom sac implanted in his body, a process that changed his body, giving him the ability to release potent toxins, even releasing toxic gas with his breath.

Hanzo wanted the village's research department to develop a powerful poison gas so that the Amegakure ninjas could fight against the ninjas of the major nations in future wars.

Qingtian nodded in acceptance and was about to leave the office.

"Wait!" Hanzo suddenly called out to him: "Give the families of the fallen ninjas triple compensation, from my personal account."

After the office door closed, Hanzo stood alone by the window, gazing at his blurry reflection in the rain.

“One day…” he murmured, gazing at the rain outside the window, his finger leaving a misty trail on the glass, “I will ensure that the Land of Rain will never be bullied by anyone again.”

A bolt of lightning struck from afar, illuminating the unwavering determination in Hanzo's eyes.

In his view, Amegakure was like a wounded beast, temporarily lying dormant, but never giving up its fangs to tear at the enemy.

Given more time to develop, he will surely be able to change this situation.

"Who are you?!"

A sharp shout came from the corridor, followed by a few short sounds of fighting, and then everything returned to calm.

Hanzo frowned subconsciously, wondering what had happened.

Before he could figure out what was going on, the office's iron door suddenly twisted and deformed, and then was kicked away by a tremendous force.

The heavy metal door brushed past Hanzo's ear and embedded itself deeply into the wall behind him.

"Sorry, I don't have the habit of knocking."

Hanzo: "..."

A long-haired young man wearing a straw hat stood at the doorway, his right leg still extended. Behind him lay unconscious guards, including the Jonin Aota.

Noticing his gaze, the young man explained, "Don't be nervous, they're just asleep."

Hanzo remained silent, his gaze quickly sweeping over the young man—who wore no headband of any ninja village and had a katana at his waist. Most striking was his cold, aloof face, seemingly disregarding everyone.