American Comics: BOSS Invasion

Jiraiya entered the Rain Ninja Village through the aqueducts. He casually picked a commercial street, strolling along while looking around.

Despite saying he was gathering intelligence, he didn't actually have any leads. The so-called information about the Akatsuki in the Rain Ninja Village was just conjecture derived from a pile of basic information, with a correctness rate of less than thirty percent.

But even so, the mission still needed to continue.

"Auntie, give me a meat bun."

Walking up to a bun shop, Jiraiya smiled and took out a few copper coins to buy a meat bun.

The continuous rain could lower body temperature, so replenishing energy was a good idea. Moreover, buying something allowed him to strike up a conversation with the shopkeeper naturally.

Conversation was the primary condition for obtaining information.

The auntie expressionlessly took the money, her dead fish eyes sizing up Jiraiya: "You're a new face, aren't you? Not from around here!"

"Oh, you have quite the eye! Actually, I'm a traveling writer who specializes in writing about local customs and conditions for magazines. I'll tell you secretly, food reviews and recommendations are a very important part!"

Giving a small benefit that didn't need to be realized immediately could significantly improve the other party's attitude, thereby eliciting more information.

As expected, the old woman took the bait. Her eyes lit up, and a bit of a smile appeared on her face: "Really? You're a writer? That's really something. So, how are our buns?"

"The taste is very good. Although I had only heard of them before, tasting them today really feels different. Perhaps I can communicate with the magazine and feature them in next month's issue!

Once the reputation spreads, you won't be so leisurely, auntie. The people coming to buy buns will form a long queue!"

"If that's really the case, you'd be doing me a great favor!"

The old woman couldn't help but yearn for that.

Seeing that the atmosphere was right, Jiraiya pretended to look around naturally and said, "It's really peaceful around here!"

"That's right. Ever since Lord Pain ended the war, we've finally been able to live normal lives. We are truly grateful, truly grateful!"

Jiraiya was a little strange: "Pain? Who is he?"

"Oh my, haven't you heard? He's the leader of our village!"

"Leader? Where did Hanzo the Salamander go?"

As soon as he said this, Jiraiya keenly noticed that the surroundings instantly quieted down. The surrounding passersby were all looking at him with strange eyes.

Jiraiya's heart skipped a beat, knowing he had said the wrong thing.

He quickly pressed down the brim of his hat and turned to leave.

"Isn't this the famous Sannin Jiraiya? Unbelievable, with such a big name, your intelligence gathering is so sloppy!

Are you looking down on the Rain Ninja Village? Or do you think the Akatsuki doesn't even know you exist?"

The voice came from above. Jiraiya looked up, his pupils instantly shrinking. His whole body bounced up as if by conditioned reflex, flying more than ten meters and scraping a long distance on the ground, stopping in a defensive posture.

"Akatsuki Hidan! Why are you here?"

Qishan squatted on the eaves, his hat slightly raised, revealing his complete face. The black and red cloud uniform was exposed in the rain, a thin layer of chakra isolating the inside and outside.

"What do you think?" Qishan smiled, biting into the meat bun. He had to say, it was indeed thin-skinned and full of filling, the taste was very authentic. No wonder they dared to put up the sign of Chinese cuisine.

This world is really strange. Clearly, China has not appeared, but Chinese cuisine has always been circulating.

Could it actually just be an island nation? Across the sea, there is a real continent?

If that's really the case, the ninjas who can invent chakra weapons that attack the moon probably couldn't help but rush over long ago.

In short, it's very strange.

Jiraiya's expression was stern.

"I see, the Land of Rain is indeed your lair. I only just sneaked in, and you've already discovered me.

But I'm very curious, how did you escape from the seal? Did someone save you?"

Although Jiraiya had been investigating the Akatsuki, his understanding of them was limited to the few members who had been exposed.

First, there were Itachi Uchiha and Kisame Hoshigaki, because these two guys had just shown themselves ostentatiously some time ago.

In addition, there was Deidara, who attacked the Sand Ninja Village and captured the Fifth Kazekage Gaara alive, and Sasori of the Red Sand, whom he encountered in the subsequent battle.

As for Kakuzu and Hidan's information, it had originally been included in the intelligence, but later, because their deaths were confirmed, the information had been deleted.

So, when Qishan appeared again with Hidan's face, Jiraiya was really taken aback.

"Interesting, you've already encountered me face to face, and you're still thinking about collecting information."

Qishan said: "Don't waste your energy. Perhaps you haven't noticed, the sky's language and the falling raindrops, every one of them is a large-scale detection device. From the moment you stepped into the range of the rainwater, your own position and related chakra information have already been exposed.

"Don't worry, don't worry, my task is already completed. The remaining three tailed beasts all have their own responsible teams, it has nothing to do with me.

Although I'm curious about the power of your Sage Mode, I'm more interested in seeing the leader's fighting style.

So, you should wait a while, maybe someone will come to deal with you later.

As for me, I'm already pure and desireless, and not interested in fighting!"

As Qishan spoke, he sat down on the eaves and threw out a series of copper coins: "Auntie, the buns are indeed good, give me two more baskets."

Before the old woman could react, two baskets of buns flew up on their own, lining up to fly into the wide sleeves of the uniform.

Jiraiya's pupils shrank slightly.

What is this? It's not recorded in the data.

Could it be that after Hidan was cut into eight pieces, he instead gained new abilities?

If that's really the case, then that's really bad news!

"If what you say is true, I don't mind chatting with you. If possible, can you tell me more about your organization? Your Akatsuki is too mysterious, I can't find any news anywhere, which makes our village's Kage very troubled!"

Jiraiya slowly raised his palm: "Of course, if you refuse, I don't mind resorting to force!

After all, I haven't avenged Asuma's death yet!"

Qishan sneered: "You have a big mouth, I hope your bones will be just as hard! It would be too boring if you died with just a slight touch!"

As expected, we still have to fight!

Then let's fight!