Naruto Supreme Bloodline

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Jun Tianlin, who had been hiding in the leaves since the beginning, couldn’t help but smile when he saw the ghost mackerel leave with the other three upper Shinobi, leaving only a short dwarf with a brow and a rat-eyed eye in place.

This.. Dwarf, it’s really a special meow strange, a superior forbearance, not to complete the task to kill the enemy first, but full of brains are all loaded with the means of inferiority and H things, I’m afraid it is the only one in the ninja world, there is nowhere else, right?

Zhente Meow doesn’t know how this guy became a Shinobi, and when, as the most important combat force in the ninja village— Shangnin, became so cheap? Even such a garbage can be admitted, when the world is really impermanent, weird ah…

Just when Jun Tianlin was still lamenting that Ichiro Watanabe’s name was not true, it was a complete waste, and the color . The anxious Ichiro Watanabe was already looking at him and getting hot. Terumi, who was warming up, stretched out the pair of wolf claws.

However, if this dwarf touches such a national color, it will be a great insult. Insult, let alone a kiss Fangze, this kind of thing, I’m afraid a man, will not agree, right?

Even if… It was Jun Tianlin on the side, and after seeing such a sharp contrast between such a beautiful woman and the beast, a strong unhappiness began to fill his heart.

How can such a beautiful person be contaminated by your garbage?

Suddenly, Jun Tianlin had such an idea in his heart, and then he was out of control, and he was ugly and obscene. The trivial Watanabe Ichiro was extremely unhappy, and a killing intent gradually rose.

“Ugh”

After a soft sound, among the dense and prosperous leaves, there was no longer Jun Tianlin’s figure, leaving only a large leaf that was still swaying slightly, proving that someone had stayed here just now.

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“Hey, hey, I’m coming, little beauty”!

Just when Ichiro Watanabe’s face was full of smiles, and his dry and thin right hand like a chicken’s paw was about to touch Terumi’s body, a cold voice full of killing intent suddenly drifted slowly in Watanabe Ichiro’s ear

“I’m afraid, you don’t have a chance anymore, you rat-like garbage, don’t stay in this world. Pollute the air, give me death”!

Positive full of heat. Ichiro Watanabe, whose blood was boiling, after hearing this voice full of killing intent, the whole person was instantly colored. I woke up in a hurry, and the boiling blood was also calmed down at this moment.

However, in the end, this Watanabe Ichiro is still a Shangnin, even if his name of Shangnin does not look worthy of the name at all, completely garbage, full of moisture, it is also a Shangnin, a real Shinobi recognized by the Kirihide Village.

In addition to his bad character and lecherous personality, all other basic qualities that Shangshin should have, at least, this Watanabe Ichiro is still not lacking.

For example, after hearing Jun Tianlin’s killing intent at this time, Watanabe Ichiro’s first thought was not to continue to touch the beauty, but to shrink his right hand, and the whole person rolled to the left, and quickly opened the distance towards the distance in the most unbearable posture without any image, wanting to avoid the secret attack.

Its quick reaction, agility of action, skillful movement, at a glance, this guy has done the same action more than once, and before this, I definitely don’t know how many times I did this action, and I don’t know how many times this kind of thing has been repeated….

What a complete scumbag!

If it was an ordinary person, even a ninja who was also a ninja with Ichiro Watanabe, under his skillful and imageless dodge, the next fatal attack would definitely fail.

However, this kind of move was useless for Jun Tianlin, who possessed the corpse vein…

“Poof”

Just as Ichiro Watanabe was still rolling on the ground and quickly fleeing into the distance, seven or eight thick sticks suddenly drilled out of the land below him. The large sharp bone spurs penetrated his thin body in an instant.

Like a string of incense, Ichiro Watanabe’s short dwarf body was completely strung on the pale bone spurs, and there were seven or eight bowl-sized blood holes on its murderous mouth, and red blood was constantly flowing.

Only this move, Ichiro Watanabe, who was full of escape, was pierced through the murderous mouth by these seven or eight bone spurs without preparation, and one of them directly shattered his heart, and in an instant, the dwarf man Watanabe did not have time to scream, that is, the soul returned to the fog and went to see death.