Ink marks on leaves

Chapter 302 Mo Feng VS Jiaodu
There was a hint of surprise in the green pupils, and Jiao was very surprised to see the person in front of him.

With black wings, black hair and black eyes, and a young face, he looks like a teenager.

But that feeling of chakra made him feel very dangerous.

That feeling, he has not appeared for many years.

The last time was when facing Payne.

The last time, it was when facing the first Hokage.

Of course, the person in front of him is far from being as terrifying as the first Hokage.

But it is somewhat similar to Payne.

It just feels that it is not as amazing as Payne.

Either way, it's not a good sign.

Jiaodu looked at the person seriously, and suddenly remembered who this person was.

"Ink marks?"

Jiaodu said softly, at first he was a little puzzled, and then showed affirmative eyes.

Because he saw the forehead guard tied on Mo Feng's forehead, which was the symbol of Konoha.

Among the Konohas, only the black mark fits all the characteristics of the person in front of him.

"It is an honor to let Mr. Kakuzu know my name."

Mo Feng said with a smile, that tone, as if he was visiting a senior.

"The feeling you give me reminds me of the Konoha ninja I fought against for the first time."

Jiaodu's voice was indifferent, but Mo Feng could hear a feeling of nostalgia.

Is it nostalgia for the past?
Or the nostalgia for the past self?
Mo Feng didn't know.

It's just that he suddenly felt a little sad.

People of the same age as me have long since died, but I am still walking in the world.

In the end is a kind of happiness, or a kind of sadness?

Longevity to the end, is it a kind of joy, or a kind of confusion?
Mo Feng didn't know either.

He thought that maybe he had to experience it himself to understand it.

It's just that Mo Feng knew that when he had a wife and daughter, he suddenly couldn't accept a life without them.

In the past six years, he often thought about it.

If one day, Ye Cang grows old and leaves him.

Xiao Lingye grows up, gets married, has children, grows old, and finally leaves him.

How would he feel then?
He didn't know what he would be like at that time, but thinking about it now, he only felt heartache.

It turns out that love is not only sweet, but also sad.

That kind of pain is deeper than hatred.

Therefore, Mo Feng has no idea of ​​longevity.

In his opinion, it is actually a wonderful thing to grow old with family and friends until death.

"Is it the first generation of adults?"

Mo Feng came back to his senses and said softly.

"Huh? How do you know?" Jiaodu asked in surprise.

"That's a long story, and I'm not going to tell you today."

Mo Feng smiled, and suddenly felt that he had become a little sentimental over the years.

"What are you here for?"

Jiaodu suddenly felt that something was wrong. This guy appeared here, obviously not here to chat with him.

"I heard that Mr. Kakuzu joined an interesting organization and became a core member of it. So, I would like to invite Mr. Kakuzu to go back to Konoha for tea, and then tell us about the organization's information."

Mo Feng said it lightly, as if he was really inviting Jiaodu to be a guest.

It's just the content of the words, not polite.

Even very sharp.

Kakuzu is not loyal to Akatsuki, but fears Payne.

It's not easy to betray Akatsuki.

Not to mention being threatened by a junior like Mo Feng.

"Hmph, Konoha's people are really arrogant. Do you want to keep me?" Kakudu said coldly.

"Mr. Kakuto is really indifferent. In fact, I have a good heart. After all, following such an organization, it is easy to die in the line of duty. And I, Konoha, treat prisoners well, and I have three meals a day."

"court death!"

There was a sharp look in Jiaodu's eyes, and his body appeared behind Mo Feng.

The right hand squeezed a fist, turned black, and punched out!
Tentacle punch!

The strength is so great that even if it hasn't hit yet, you can still feel the wind of the fist.

clang!
Jiaodu only felt his right hand tremble, and a thin ink-colored protective film actually blocked his fist.

That feeling is harder than hitting metal.

Mo Xia Shield!

But at the next moment, the shield of Moxia shattered inch by inch, and Jiaodu's right fist moved forward again!
Mo Feng's figure flashed, and he dodged quietly.

"Under one punch, there is such strength, it's amazing."

Mo Feng was amazed.

Jiaodu's strength is indeed terrifying.

In terms of individual strength alone, Kakudu is among Akatsuki, probably second only to Payne and Itachi.

Five hearts, abilities of five attributes, plus decades of combat experience, can be said to be terrifying to a certain extent.

Judging from the style of combat ninjutsu, it is very similar to the third generation of Naruto.

And it was the third Hokage when I was young.

What is the concept of the three generations of Hokage when I was young.

To use Orochimaru's words to evaluate, if it was ten years ago, I would be killed by the third Hokage.

At that time, the third Hokage was already 69 years old.

Ten years ago, he was also 59 years old, and he had weakened a lot.

Of course, Kakuzu is not that scary yet, but it can also be seen that he is very strong.

The strength of this punch is no weaker than Tsunade's strange power punch.

He knows how strong Mo Feng's Mo Xia Shield is.

But just like that, he was crushed by the opponent's punch.

"The response is not slow."

Jiaodu lightly shook his fist and commented in a low voice.

"Mr. Kakuzu praised you. It's just that Mr. Kakuzu doesn't plan to cooperate. If that's the case, I don't intend to convince others with virtue. Although I am a peace-loving person."

Mo Feng sighed, as if he was very helpless.

"Can everyone in Konoha say that? The first generation of Hokage back then was also a virtue!"

Jiao was upset, as if recalling some bad memories.

"Mr. Kakuzu is overwhelmed. I'm just a cartoonist. I can say that it's a speaker. In Konoha, there is a special person in charge. I'm still far away."

"So much nonsense! Court death!"

Jiao didn't talk nonsense anymore, he rushed forward, and hit Mo Feng with another iron fist.

Mo Feng didn't want to hit head-on, so he pulled back and dodged continuously.

I saw the black fists constantly attacking Mo Feng's vital points, but he dodged them one by one.

No matter how powerful the attack is, if it cannot hit, it is meaningless.

Suddenly, Mo Feng narrowed his eyes, and raised his right hand abruptly.

The ink flow immediately condensed into a blade that appeared on his right hand.

Ink blade cut!
The ink blade stabbed forward and directly hit Jiaodu's chest.

Ding!
The ink blade seems to be nailed to the rock.

Mo Feng increased the output of Chakra, and the ink blade extended instantly.

The sharp ink blade kept colliding with Jiaodu's chest and sparked, but it still couldn't penetrate it!

"so hard."

Mo Feng whispered.

"Little devil! Your attack can't hurt me!"

(End of this chapter)