Master, Please Become a Hokage

The mask's expression seemed to be smiling, giving off a chilling feeling.

At this moment, Sarutobi Ryo was only 3 meters away from the target.

The overly short distance gave the opponent no time to react.

Icy killing intent poured out, directly freezing the blood of the several gangsters present.

Killing intent.

In the previous life, it might have been a kind of metaphysics.

But in the world of Naruto, it was a real thing.

For example, Zabuza released killing intent, causing the young Team 7 to tremble.

Another example was Orochimaru releasing killing intent, causing Kakashi to see the illusion of his own head being blown off.

The essence of killing intent is the release of spiritual energy.

And spiritual energy is one of the elements that form chakra.

The stronger the ninja, the more people they have killed, the stronger their spiritual energy, and the stronger their killing intent will naturally be.

Sarutobi Ryo's promotion to Jonin was not based on his identity as the Second Hokage's relative, but on his own hard work, built from mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Therefore, his killing intent was so substantial.

"Crushing Palm."

Sarutobi Ryo raised his hand, without any unnecessary words.

Bang!

In his raised palm, transparent shockwaves began to ripple.

But this scene was not as simple as Choji blocking Jirobo's Human Bullet Tank in the original story.

When the powerful shockwave swept across the scene, as the force transmitted.

For the gangsters, the power was too fast to see, leaving their leader no time to react, only a cracking sound from his neck, and his entire head was knocked off.

"......"

The surrounding people stood there dumbfounded.

There was shock, disbelief... but none of that mattered.

Facing Sarutobi Ryo, whose strength had reached Jonin level, their bodies were as fragile as paper.

The difference between a Jonin and an ordinary thug was like the difference between clouds and mud.

Soon, screams rang out, and the sound of bones breaking echoed in the night streets...

......

Soon after, the corpses here were discovered.

That night, the gangsters began to move, searching the surrounding area and questioning residents, trying to find the murderer.

However, this was just the beginning.

In the following days, the situation developed beyond the gang's expectations.

Several bosses were attacked in different ways.

Some had their hearts exploded, some had their heads exploded... Their only common point was that they were killed in one move.

From the initial small-scale search to the entire port town being in chaos.

With the successive deaths of several gang leaders, panic began to spread.

And according to eyewitnesses, the perpetrator was a guy wearing a white mask and dressed in black.

After committing multiple crimes in a row, the criminal got a nickname.

People called him "The Black Reaper."

......

"The Black Reaper, haha... they're really good at giving nicknames."

Yamanaka Kei was obviously very enthusiastic about this killing game, thinking about different ways to torture these gangsters every day, and offering Sarutobi Ryo various assassination suggestions.

"......"

Sarutobi Ryo frowned.

Thinking that this nickname was too ordinary.

"It's good, Young Master."

Yamanaka Kei grabbed Sarutobi Ryo's arm.

"Look... Minato Namikaze is called the Yellow Flash, you're called the Black Reaper, it's not only symmetrical, but the Reaper is much stronger than the Flash, isn't it?"

Sarutobi Ryo shook his head, not paying attention to these trivial matters, but looked at Yakushi Nonou, who had a solemn expression.

"Ryo-sama, according to our people's reports, your actions have been very successful... The one in Kyoto of the Land of Fire, can't sit still anymore and is coming from there..."

That one, naturally referred to one of the Twelve Guardian Ninja.

Sarutobi Ryo's humble but firm reply, as well as his decisive methods in recent days, seemed to have slightly changed Yakushi Nonou's attitude.

"I need detailed information about the Twelve Guardian Ninja."

Sarutobi Ryo made his request.

If that guy came, then he would have to make corresponding preparations.

"Um..."

Nonou nodded and took out a scroll.

Sarutobi Ryo unfolded it, and various information was quickly read.

The Twelve Guardian Ninja were a private army, specially protecting the Daimyo.

Except for Asuma, who entered it in later generations, at other times, the selection of ninjas was carried out among the common people.

The Land of Fire was vast and rich, and Konoha Ninja Village could not take care of every inch of land.

Therefore, various wild ninjas with some qualifications became the choice for recruitment.

"The qualification for the Twelve Guardian Ninja's assessment, Jonin is the basic quality requirement..."

Nonou adjusted her glasses and explained.

That is to say, each of the Twelve Guardian Ninja had at least Jonin strength.

"Because they are the Daimyo's private army, and not from Konoha, so... some people's political views may not be compatible with ours..."

Nonou said vaguely.

In simple terms, these people relied on the Daimyo's position and didn't really care about Konoha.

"I have mobilized the 'Root' companions in the surrounding area, it's best to capture her alive, interrogate her before making a decision..."

"Understood..."

Sarutobi Ryo replied lightly, and put away the scroll.

Then he got up and entered the underground space compacted with earth release.

There, Sarutobi Ryo would start his daily practice, every day these past few days.

Soon, there was a banging explosion underground.

In Yamanaka Kei's sensory vision, her young master's strength... was growing stronger and stronger...

Chapter 24. Twelve Guardian Ninja, the Enemy Appears!

Two days later, in the afternoon.

The sun was setting little by little.

A blonde girl with a single ponytail stood on the beach, observing the sunset.

The orange-golden light coated her fair face with a layer of dazzling luster.

Sarutobi Ryo stared at her profile, ending today's outing.

At the strong request of his childhood sweetheart, Sarutobi Ryo did not practice taijutsu today, but played with her all day.

"Young Master~, I want to eat street snacks later..."

The girl turned her head and showed a bright smile.

This smile had a deep infectious power, Sarutobi Ryo nodded slightly, and then took her hand.

Yamanaka Kei's cheeks turned red, as if she remembered their first kiss that night.

The two strolled on the beach, listening to the sound of the waves crashing.

They slowly returned to the street.

By the time it was completely dark, the port town at night became lively again.

Everywhere were vendors selling goods and food.

"I want to eat takoyaki~."

Yamanaka Kei said, pointing to a shop.

So, a moment later, she was holding a handful of takoyaki.

And just as the two were wandering aimlessly.

A woman in gorgeous clothes walked towards them.

Whether it was the clothes or the jewelry, it could be seen that they were very valuable.

It was no exaggeration to describe her as bejeweled.

"Little girl, are you here for sightseeing too?"

She stopped in front of Yamanaka Kei and began to size them up.

"Yes."

Yamanaka Kei blinked her eyes, her expression innocent.

"Are you a tourist too, big sister?"

Sarutobi Ryo didn't say anything.

Ever since the other party appeared, Sarutobi Ryo's expression had not changed, but he had already become extremely vigilant in his heart.

Every muscle and bone was ready to explode and fight at any time.

Because in his right eye's vision, the other party's body was like a fireball, emitting a lot of light and heat.

This clearly distinguished her from the vast crowd around her.

Judging from the strength of the chakra, it had reached the quality of a Jonin.

This was tantamount to throwing a star into a pile of dull pebbles.

Jonin-level power was active in the other party's body.

And what made Sarutobi Ryo feel even more familiar was the bloody smell that lingered on the other party... or rather, the faint killing intent.

That kind of contemptuous and arrogant attitude of a predator towards the lower levels was vividly displayed on her body.

After chatting casually for a few words, the other party let out a silver bell-like laugh: "It might not be very peaceful here in the next few days... Little girl, you should leave here with your companion as soon as possible..."

"......"

Sarutobi Ryo stared coldly as the other party disappeared into the crowd.

At this time, Yamanaka Kei also changed from an innocent and pure expression to a devilish smile: "Heh... is this the target? Looks like she's not ordinary..."

In the original story, Pain said that each of the five great countries had a population of 100 million people.

So... the Twelve Guardian Ninja were 12 elites who were fished out from 100 million people.

Even if the Twelve were not the strongest, they were at least first-class masters.

Every time the Daimyo recruited, countless people flocked to it, how could such an existence be an ordinary extra?

"Let's go, go back."