69novels Chapter 58 The Unexpected First Move
Chapter 58 The Unexpected First Move
Late at night. West Street warehouse.
Sosuke was preparing to rest.
Sudden.
Bang bang bang!
There was a rapid knocking on the door.
It wasn't Takaya Jiro's code.
It's just random knocking.
Sosuke quickly picked up a kunai.
He walked to the door and looked out through the crack.
It is benevolence.
His face was covered in bruises.
"Mr. Sousuke! Help!"
Ren cried out.
Sosuke immediately opened the door, pulled Jin inside, and then quickly closed and locked the door.
"What happened?"
Sosuke checked Jin's injuries.
He suffered multiple soft tissue contusions and a broken rib, but his life was not in danger.
"Maki...Maki was taken away!"
Ignoring his own injuries, Jin grabbed Sosuke's sleeve.
"Who arrested him?"
"A few drunken, wandering samurai..."
A wandering samurai?
How dare a wandering samurai act wildly during this sensitive period?
And it's near Hong Shan Street?
"Where?"
"It's in that dark alley not far from the shop. They said... they said Maki is pretty, and they wanted to have some fun with her..."
Ren was furious, but powerless.
He fought back desperately, but how could an ordinary person possibly be a match for a wandering samurai?
Sousuke's eyes instantly turned cold.
What about the security force? The security force patrols 24 hours a day!
"Stay here. Disinfect yourself."
Sosuke threw down a bottle of silver liquid.
Then he turned and walked deeper into the room.
In fact, he was hesitant.
Maki is just an orphan, it doesn't matter.
The wise thing to do is to stay here or go ask the Uchiha to save them.
But it was too late, really too late.
If he wants to save people, only he can get there in time if he goes in person.
But he felt fear.
Because he has never faced a real enemy!
In fact, during training, Yuan Zao once suggested taking him to experience real combat so that he could see blood.
But Sosuke refused, for a simple reason:
He could undergo self-destructive training to become stronger. But he was absolutely unwilling to face any danger.
He has more money than he can spend, and as long as he lives, he can live a comfortable life even if he can't become a strongman.
But no matter what, Maki is his person, and she's still a young girl.
The ninja world is twisted; to survive here, one's moral compass must be lowered to the extreme.
But in essence, he is a normal person.
"Damn bastards, why do you have to force me to face danger?"
He carried a scroll on his back, where eight Fuma Shuriken were sealed.
A ninja tool pouch was hanging from his waist.
Finally, he hid two rolls of wire in his sleeve.
Sosuke pushed open the door and disappeared into the night.
His figure leaped across the rooftops.
Instantaneous movement technique.
While it can't yet achieve the silent and stealthy approach of Yuanzao, it's fast enough.
……
Behind Hongshan Street lies an abandoned, dark alley.
The streetlights don't reach here.
"Let me go! Help!"
Maki screamed, but her mouth was quickly covered.
"Waaaaah—"
Three wandering samurai, dressed in tattered tunics, with long swords hanging at their waists.
They reeked of alcohol and had cloudy eyes.
"What are you yelling for?"
The leading warrior was bald, with a scar running from his forehead to his chin.
He pressed Maki's head against the wall with one hand, while tearing at her dark blue floral kimono with the other.
"This girl... has such soft skin."
The bald samurai grinned lewdly.
"Big brother, hurry up, we can't wait any longer."
Two samurai stood guard beside him while loosening their belts.
Maki's eyes were filled with despair.
She finally had a stable life and a decent job.
Why would something like this happen?
Just as the bald samurai's hand slipped into Maki's collar...
laugh--
A very faint sound of something cutting through the air.
The bald samurai's ears twitched.
As a wandering samurai, he had spent many years living on the edge of a knife and had an instinctive intuition for killing intent.
He released Maki and drew his long sword!
when!
A shuriken was precisely deflected by the longsword, spinning and embedding itself in the wooden wall beside it.
"Who?!"
The other two wandering samurai, who were unbuckling their belts, instantly drew their swords and formed a triangular defensive formation back to back.
This is practical experience.
Although they were drunk and were wandering samurai, they had crawled out of piles of dead bodies.
His movements were practiced and his aura was menacing.
Sosuke stood in the shadows at the alley entrance.
His hands were shaking.
The sneak attack failed.
As Yuanzhao once said, if the first strike misses, the next step is a fight to the death.
"Turns out he's a newbie."
The bald samurai sized up Sosuke.
By the faint moonlight, he could see the finely crafted long robe Sosuke was wearing, and his stiff face—clearly the result of excessive tension.
"No headband. Dressed like a young master."
The bald warrior grinned maliciously:
"Looks like tonight there will be not only women to play with, but also easy targets to fleece."
"Second brother, third brother, let's go."
The other two warriors abandoned their defensive formation and immediately drew their swords to close in.
The overwhelming stench of blood made Sosuke catch his breath.
His legs were shaking.
This is completely different from facing the source.
When he faced Yuanzhao, he knew it was just training, and Yuanzhao wouldn't really kill him. But these three people in front of him really wanted to chop him into mincemeat.
"call……"
Sosuke forced himself to breathe.
The tall, thin samurai on the left suddenly sprang up.
So fast!
Zongsuke's pupils shrank.
The opponent did not use any ninjutsu; he simply relied on his muscle explosive power and the stomping force of chakra attached to the soles of his feet.
The blade flashed like snow, aimed straight at Sosuke's face.
Sousuke instinctively wanted to form hand seals to use the Substitution Jutsu.
But it was too late!
His fingers were stiff, and the "Wei-Hai-Chou" combination, which he had practiced countless times, suddenly became stuck.
Damn!
Sosuke could only roll backward in a sorry state.
Hiss.
The sleeve of the long robe was ripped open, and there was a bloody gash on the arm.
If it had been half a second slower, it would have been the hand that was broken.
"You dodged pretty quickly."
The tall, thin warrior flicked his wrist, changing his slash into a slice, and relentlessly pursued her.
Sosuke slumped into the muddy water, his hands yanking the steel wire hidden in his sleeves.
"trip!"
Several kunai that had been thrown on the ground beforehand were pulled up, and the steel wire snapped straight.
He was going to cut off the other person's ankle!
But the other party seemed to have anticipated this.
The tall, thin warrior leaped up, landed on the wall, and slashed down from above.
"Steel wire? I've seen that kind of trick a million times!"
A desperate situation.
Sosuke's mind went blank.
All the knowledge about human anatomy and the theories about geometric wiring were now in fragments.
He will die.
You really can die.
However, just as the blade was about to fall, Sousuke's survival instinct overcame his fear.
He suddenly pulled the scroll out from behind him.
He threw the scroll as a shield, simultaneously releasing the chakra seal on its surface.
Bang!
White smoke exploded.
Two enormous Fuma shuriken appeared out of thin air, deflecting the tall, thin samurai's sword.
Clang!
The samurai was knocked back two steps by the sudden impact.
Sosuke took the opportunity to scramble away and create distance.
He was breathing heavily.
That was so embarrassing.
That's the difference between him and the veterans.
"The Wind Demon's Shuriken?"
The bald warrior walked over, his eyes turning greedy as he looked at the giant weapon on the ground.
"Kid, you're really rich."
"Second brother, be careful, this kid has a lot of good stuff on him."
The three of them surrounded them in a fan shape.
Sosuke leaned against the cold wall.
He was tightly clutching the ends of two steel wires in his hand—they were connected to the two Fumo Shuriken on the ground.
He had no way out.
"rise!"
Sousuke frantically channeled his chakra into his arms and yanked the wire.
The two Fumo Shuriken on the ground sprang up!
"A trivial skill!"
The bald samurai roared, and blue light surged from his longsword as he attempted to cleave the Wind Demon's shuriken head-on.
The other two also drew their swords simultaneously, blocking all attack routes of the shuriken.
Their teamwork was excellent.
Sosuke's proud "double ghost knocking on the door" was full of flaws in their eyes.
The shuriken on the left was cleaved off the central ring by the bald samurai's blade and sent flying.
The shuriken on the right was blocked by two other people working together.
We can't win. We simply can't win.
Since that's the case, then we have no choice but to...
This is Konoha. He didn't intend to use his abilities here in Konoha.
But now that things have come to this, there's nothing we can do.
He suddenly crossed his hands and twisted them tightly.
"burst!"
The mechanism was triggered.
The bald samurai was stunned for a moment.
In that very instant.
The Wind Demon Shuriken that he knocked into the air, and the one that was held up by the other two.
At the same time, a "click" sound was emitted.
That was the sound of the spring that had been locked inside the shaft being released.
"It's not a simple Fuma shuriken, it's a mechanical shuriken?! Oh no!" The bald samurai had a bad feeling.
Followed by.
It was the roar of the detonating tags and the detonating clay.
boom--!!!
Two blinding white lights burst forth simultaneously in the narrow alley.
The massive shockwave instantly tore through the air.
The three warriors were engulfed by the flames and steel plates.
Sosuke protected his head and used the Body Flicker Technique to retreat.
A long time passed.
Sosuke looked ahead.
The three wandering samurai had fallen silent.
The bald samurai fared the worst; half his body was blown apart.
The other two also lay in pools of blood, their bodies riddled with steel fragments from the shattered Fuma Shuriken.
Most of the surrounding walls have collapsed.
"Oh no, Maki!"
He forgot that Maki was still nearby.
He stepped forward.
Beneath the ruins, Maki huddled up, covering her head.
Fortunately, the wall did not collapse completely; only some rubble fell.
"Maki."
Maki looked up, her face covered in dust and tears.
She saw Sosuke.
"Mr. Sosuke..."
She burst into tears and threw herself into Sosuke's arms.
Sosuke gently patted her back.
Just then.
Da da da.
From the rooftops outside the alley came the sound of hurried footsteps.
"Over there! Hurry!"
It's the security force.
Several dark figures landed.
The one leading the group was Uchiha Sōji.
When he heard the deafening explosion, especially the sound of the clay being detonated, his heart skipped a beat.
He knew that voice all too well.
That was his personal gift to Sosuke.
His expression changed when he saw the ruins before him.
Three corpses, badly mangled.
In a corner of the ruins, Sosuke leaned against the wall, cradling a little girl named Maki in his arms.
He looked disheveled.
"Sousuke, it really is you."
Zongsi walked over quickly.
"How did it get like this?"
Sousuke pointed to the corpses on the ground, his voice hoarse: "Three wandering samurai."
"Damn it," Zongsi cursed under his breath.
When he saw Maki in Sosuke's arms, he understood everything.
In the area he was in charge of, his Uchiha partner was almost killed.
"We just detected a suspicious chakra fluctuation while patrolling the next block."
"We chased after them, but after searching around, we found nothing."
Zongsi frowned.
Someone deliberately lured the guards away so that these three wandering samurai would cause trouble and bring Sosuke here.
If it's a coincidence, then it's too much of a coincidence.
But if it's a conspiracy...
Who would go to such lengths to target a businessman?
The chieftain gave orders to his team members.
"Take the body back. Seal off the area."
"The report should state... an enemy attack was encountered, and detonation tags were used."
Explosive clay is an illegal ninja tool and must never be known to the village.
After finishing his official duties, Soji looked at Sosuke.
There was a hint of approval in his eyes.
Previously, he only regarded Sosuke as a wealthy business partner and a businessman with some ability.
But today, Sosuke revealed his fangs.
Even if he is just a wandering samurai, even if he is made of ninja tools, he deserves to earn the respect of the Uchiha if he can fight three against one.
"Can you still walk?" Soji asked.
"My legs are a little weak," Sosuke said honestly.
The tense operation just now, coupled with the psychological impact of killing for the first time, had indeed left him somewhat exhausted.
"Take him to the hospital."
The chief assigned a team member.
"No, I won't go to the hospital."
Sosuke shook his head.
"Take me back to the shop. I don't want outsiders to know my background."
Zongsi nodded.
Indeed, if he went to Konoha Hospital, Sosuke's chakra level would be recorded.
This is not a good thing for someone who wants to hide their strength.
"Send him back."
He had two team members support Sosuke, while another team member carried the terrified Maki on his back.
The group left the messy, dark alley.
The alleyway returned to its deathly silence.
a long time.
In the shadow of the collapsed corner.
A small white snake slowly crawled out.
It flicked its tongue and circled once in place.
Then, it twisted its body, disappeared into the shadows, and vanished.