In the darkness, four or five shinobi wearing green vests cautiously guarded a red-haired girl.
The leading man had sleek black long hair and wore a Konoha forehead protector, glaring with his large white eyes.
Seeing this, Rinjin pursed his lips in disbelief.
How could this be? I've already hidden at the farthest edge of the battlefield, yet I still run into Konoha comrades?
In a dark corner, Hozuki Gengetsu smirked, openly displaying his schadenfreude.
He was very curious about Rinjin's next reaction.
At the alley entrance, the two sides faced off.
At this moment, the Konoha shinobi, who had just slipped out of the Kirigakure encirclement, were sweating profusely, standing ready against Rinjin.
After freezing for a full ten seconds, Rinjin suddenly moved.
He reached into his ninja tool pouch and pulled out a palm-sized scroll, quickly tearing it open.
Seeing this, the Konoha shinobi drew their kunai, firmly guarding the red-haired girl in the center.
Then... Rinjin wrapped the scroll around his head, covering his eyes, and then tapped the large sword in his hand, cursing angrily:
"Samehada, it's all your fault for running blindly. Quickly, take me back to the ship!"
Samehada twisted its body in grievance, cooperatively pretending to be a guide dog.
In the darkness, watching Rinjin pretending to be blind and groping around, Hozuki Gengetsu was completely dumbfounded, his heart screaming madly.
Damn it! What are you doing?
I think you're not blind; you're treating me as if I'm blind!
And Samehada, is this sword still usable?
Forget it! Throw it away! It feels like a useless sword now!
...
While Hozuki Gengetsu was frantically complaining in his heart, the Konoha shinobi clearly didn't understand Rinjin's meaning.
After all, for any native shinobi, it's almost impossible to understand Rinjin's intention.
"Let's go together, capture this guy, and retreat quickly!"
The leading shinobi with white eyes shouted lowly and then charged at Rinjin with a gentle fist stance.
Behind him, except for the two female shinobi guarding the red-haired girl, the other two immediately followed the leader's pace, holding their kunai, approaching in a pincer formation.
"Shadow Imitation Technique!"
A low shout came from the man on the left rear, who joined his hands first.
At the same time, the man on the right quickly pulled out a shuriken and threw it around Rinjin, trying to lock his escape space.
I must say, these two guys coordinated flawlessly.
Unfortunately, Rinjin showed no intention of dodging and was instantly controlled by the shadow.
Got him!
The Nara clan shinobi rejoiced inwardly.
The next second, the Hyuga shinobi with large white eyes rushed to Rinjin's front, posing in a gentle fist stance.
Gentle Fist: Eight Trigrams Sixty-Four Palms! He shouted lowly.
Then, the black-haired shinobi launched a set of military punches at Rinjin, sweating coldly as he fought.
"Eight Palms!"
Damn it, is this guy wearing steel plates under his clothes?!
"Sixteen Palms!"
Damn, my hands hurt!
"Thirty-Two Palms!"
Good heavens! Finally finished half of it, my hand skin is going to be worn out!
"Sixty-Four Palms!"
Damn it, when I return to Konoha, I must try the new hand cream!
With drooping limp hands, the Hyuga shinobi took a swift step back; meanwhile, the Nara clan guy retracted his extended shadow.
Unfortunately, the expected fallen figure did not appear; Rinjin still stood upright, foolishly turning his head to look at the Hyuga shinobi through the loosely bound scroll.
"Um, once more?"
...
Damn it, are you watching Teletubbies? Saying 'once more'!
For a moment, both Hozuki Gengetsu hiding in the dark and the Konoha crowd were dumbfounded.
Is this guy human? His physical strength is simply terrifying!
Not far away, the red-haired girl widened her big eyes, though she didn't understand the so-called physical strength or the power of the gentle fist.
But in her perception, the tall fat man's body contained incredibly terrifying power!
Moreover, the chakra of the Hyuga brother protecting her vanished like a mud ox entering the sea upon entering his body.
Terrifying!
While everyone was shocked, Rinjin frowned slightly, looking toward the center of the battlefield.
There, the battle was nearing its end!
Without much thought, Rinjin immediately raised Samehada towards the Konoha shinobi, opened his mouth wide, revealing sharp fangs, his tall body exuding a terrifying pressure.
Seeing this, the three females in the back instantly felt their legs turn weak.
And the three male shinobi blocking Rinjin were no better, swallowing saliva continuously.
"Retreat! You go first, I'll hold him off!" A stern low shout sounded.
The Hyuga shinobi forced himself to step forward, posing, glaring fiercely at Rinjin.
Upon hearing, the remaining four shinobi frowned.
However, they were shinobi after all, knowing that completing the mission was the top priority.
They picked up the red-haired kid and turned to leave toward Konoha.
A gust of wind blew, sweeping the fallen leaves on the ground, finally quieting down this small battlefield at the edge of the main battlefield.
Only Rinjin and the Hyuga shinobi remained.
Watching the sweat continuously dripping from the Hyuga shinobi's temples, Rinjin scratched his head and helplessly asked:
"You... not leaving?"
"Can I... can I leave?"
"What do you think?"
"Then I'll go?"
"Mm."
"Then I'm leaving?"
...
Watching the Hyuga shinobi wanting to leave but not daring to, Rinjin rolled his eyes helplessly, cursing inwardly.
I've let out a Pacific Ocean's worth of water, can't you see?
Really, each generation is worse than the last!
Thinking of this, Rinjin flared his nostrils, exhaling heavily.
"Scram!"
"Okay!"
The Hyuga shinobi shrank his neck, instinctively stood straight;
Then he weakly glanced at Rinjin, turning his head every three steps, looking back every five steps, and walked away.
Watching this guy's cowardly appearance, Rinjin sighed helplessly, walking into the dark alley.
In the alley, Hozuki Gengetsu slowly revealed his form, looking at Rinjin with curiosity and doubt.
"Rinjin, are you really from Konoha?"
Upon hearing this, Rinjin chuckled and pulled out a Kumogakure forehead protector from his ninja tool pouch, placing it in Hozuki Gengetsu's hand.
Seeing this, Hozuki Gengetsu rolled his eyes speechlessly at this mischievous guy, continuously complaining in his heart.
I knew it, such a sturdy body, who else but those muscle freaks from Kumogakure?
The next second, another forehead protector appeared in his hand, with four straight downward lines drawn on it.
Looking up, staring straight at the scratching and grinning Rinjin, Hozuki Gengetsu pursed his lips, wanting to say something but couldn't.
...
Amegakure...
I can't believe it!
Obito, damn you!
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