Chapter 346 Prelude
At the city wall of Uzumaki Village, directly below the city wall facing the Wuyin camp, in the shadows where the sun can't cover, the three of Uzumaki Cheng, Uzumaki Ming and Uzumaki Liang gathered here.

They were discussing something in a low voice, and not far away, there were pieces of ruins lingering everywhere, only a dozen meters away from the city wall.

"I still think this method has a lot of loopholes, and the patriarch and the others may not be able to take the bait." Whirlpool Liangmu was worried, and looked back at the buildings in the central area from time to time, obviously feeling nervous.

Compared with the strong-bodied Whirlpool Ming, Whirlpool Liang is undoubtedly much smaller in terms of height, weight, and courage, and it is easier to get bogged down in details and become indecisive when thinking about problems.

"What are you still thinking about so much now?" Whirlpool Mingwen said in a low voice, then snorted emphatically, and said bluntly: "It's a fight for riches and honors, success or failure, life or death depends entirely on God's will."

"Liang, at this juncture, you are still so timid, you are undoubtedly messing up your own position."

After Xuan Wuming finished speaking, a trace of displeasure appeared on Xuan Wuliang's face, it seemed that he was extremely dissatisfied with his companion's evaluation of him.

But before he could speak, Wu Wocheng spoke suddenly, and the first sentence was: "Can you two shut up?"

Noticing that there was no expression on Xuan Wucheng's face, and his expression seemed to be extremely cold, Xuan Wuliang and Xuan Wuming didn't dare to neglect, and closed their mouths wisely.

As Uzumaki's subordinates for many years and confidantes who know some of his secrets, Uzumaki and Uzumaki are too aware of Uzumaki's horror.

Because of this, it's fine for Wu Meicheng not to speak, but as long as he speaks and gives clear instructions, Wu Meiliang and Wu Meiming dare not disobey.

All of this is not only because of Makoto's identity, but more importantly, because of the extremely weird and extremely powerful ability of the other party.

In the eyes of the two of them, Whirlpool Cheng's strength is already comparable to that of the Whirlpool Patriarch, and to some extent even surpassed, but Whirlpool Cheng has always been silent, hiding his true strength very deeply.

He seems to have been waiting for an opportunity, and this opportunity seems to be coming now.

Time passed slowly in the silence of the three of them, and in the blink of an eye, several hours passed, and the sun just moved to the center of the sky, dispelling the shadow that shrouded the three of Makoto and Makoto.

"Master Cheng! Kirigakure has retreated!"

Suddenly, a slightly excited shout came from the top of the city wall, causing Makoto's slightly closed eyes to slowly open.

He raised his head and looked up, just in time to see a subordinate he had arranged in advance waving at him, and judging from the gesture, Kirigakure had undoubtedly retreated.

"It's time to start." He came to a conclusion lightly, and Makoto didn't go to the top of the city to confirm it. He looked straight at him, and focused his sight on a few Wunin who were sitting slumped against the bottom of the city wall, motionless. .

These Kirinin were secretly captured by Uzumaki Makoto in a recent battle without the eyes of many Uzumaki people, in order to cooperate with the kidnapping plan proposed by Uzumaki Koichi.

After all, since it is going to be a show, it is best to do the whole set.

At this time, these Wuren didn't say a word, probably because their mouths were all blocked by rags, but judging from the panic in their eyes, it was obvious that their hearts were not at peace.

It is worth mentioning that the Mist Ninja captives were not tied with ropes, and judging from their slightly trembling fingers, they did not completely lose their mobility, but they just remained motionless.

That kind of feeling, rather than saying that they dare not move, or that there are some restrictions in their bodies, it is better to say...

There is something invisible that is firmly wrapped around their body surface, around their limbs, around their torso, making them unable to do anything other than move their fingers and blink their eyes. Can't make any extra moves.

This point can be seen from the faint strangle marks on their limbs and clothes.

Uzumaki stared blankly at these Kirinin who seemed to have been greatly frightened. After a while, he said slowly:
"Now, there is an opportunity in front of you."

"After a while, my companions will bring over a few children. You can choose to bring them to your Kirigakure's troops, or you can choose not to do so to try to resist me."

"If you act according to my arrangement, you will be free, and I promise not to hurt any of you, and let you return to your village safely along the way."

"If you don't act according to my arrangement, you will die, and you will die in an extremely painful and tragic way."

Having said that, Xuan Wocheng smiled slightly. He gently raised his palm, clenched his fingers tightly, and then bent his arm slightly, moved it to the side of his cheek, and made a movement of pulling back.

Following this movement of Uzumaki, those Kirin who were sitting slumped on the ground, their bodies seemed out of control, leaned forward and flew towards Uzumaki, and fell down in front of him in a blink of an eye.

Bang bang bang.

After a few muffled sounds, these Kirinin lay down on the ground staggeringly, but the collision between their bodies and the ground didn't seem to cause them any pain at all.

Because, compared to falling, there is undoubtedly something more painful to them, quietly happening to their bodies.

"Woooooooo..."

Their faces were flushed red, as if they were about to be unable to breathe. If you looked closely, you would find faint streaks of golden light flashing from their throats.

These golden lights seem to shine together and seem to be connected together, they appear extremely narrow and long, and there are extremely many of them.

That feeling was like golden threads hard to distinguish with the naked eye condensed together, and finally formed a handkerchief-sized golden thread net, which was firmly wrapped around the necks of these fog ninjas.

And, it shrinks tighter and tighter.

"Do you feel my strength?"

Makoto Uzumaki seemed not to care about the situation that these Kirinin were about to suffocate to death. While turning his index finger casually, making small circles back and forth in front of his eyes, he said lightly:

"If I try, you'll choke."

"If I think about it, you will be cut in half."

"If I want to..."

As he said that, a smile appeared on the corner of Xuan Wocheng's mouth, and his entire face seemed to melt into a shadow in an instant, making him look extremely eerie.

"Your fingers, your toes, your arms, your calves...every piece of flesh on your body—will slowly leave your body."

"Want to try it?"

The whispers of the devil rang in the ears of the Kirinin. Even though their bodies were unable to move at this moment, even though their throats were about to be completely out of breath, they still tried their best to point their heads at Uzumaki Makoto with all their strength. begging eyes.

Seeing this, Whirlpool Cheng also stopped his movements in time, and the sinister smile on the corner of his mouth was also slowly put away.

Soon, the usual elegant and easy-going smile appeared on his face again.

For the Mist Ninjas, at this moment, the squeezing feeling on Hengyu's neck was no longer there, and the suffocation feeling was completely gone, and Uzumaki seemed to have returned to normal.

It was as if the scene just now was just an illusion of the Mist Ninjas.

But all Wuren knew that it was not an illusion.

(End of this chapter)

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