This ninja is obviously not strong, but he is too deadly

To be honest, the task of killing one hundred people in Konoha is difficult to say, but easy to say.

Just because the place where Qingyu lives now is in a civilian area, and you can see naughty children running around everywhere in the civilian area.

Moreover, it is easier to deal with naughty children in civilian areas. The proportion of families here who are ready to send their children to ninja schools is actually not high, because becoming a ninja means participating in war, which means danger and death.

Coupled with the huge cost required to train a ninja, ordinary civilian families cannot afford it.

Unlike those ninja families in Konoha, their children have basically received comprehensive preschool education before they go to ninja school, and they even learn some family-specific secrets.

This also means that there are a lot of naughty children in the civilian areas, they are wild enough, and their fighting ability is very gratifying!

It is really the best choice to complete the task!

But the problem is, what should I do if the parents come to visit my child after I have beaten him?

You can't beat the parents as well, right?

Let’s not talk about the issue of whether to fight or not. It is normal for children to fight and fight, and it will not make things big.

But if you beat the parents who came to reason with you, it will become a public security issue. Then you will be spat at by Mikawa Jonin every minute, and you may even have to be beaten violently. You can't get along!

Therefore, Qingyu's plan after thinking hard was to secretly drop the black hand without firing a gun!

For this purpose, he spent time to buy a mask, then DIYed it to a certain extent, and then trimmed a black robe for himself.

Although the craftsmanship is not very good, I can only make do with it.

"Children, your doom has come, ah~hia~hia~hia~"

After sneaking into the alley and putting on the disguise he had prepared, Qingyu let out an extremely penetrating laugh...

.............

The 7-year-old Fat Tiger is the 'kid king', or the 'bully', in this urban area.

Because he had a butcher father, he didn't have to worry about eating and drinking, and his body grew very quickly. He was wide and fat, and with a fat face, he looked very much like his father.

Fat Tiger relied on his size advantage and a lot more pocket money than ordinary children to successfully occupy this area. Not only did he recruit more than a dozen younger brothers, he also bullied others for fun every day, and even extorted money.

All the children around here are too angry to speak out. Anyone who dares to tell their parents will be bullied intensified next time.

And even if an angry parent found the house, his doting butcher father would stand at the door with a butcher's knife.

While it is majestic, it also scares away all those who come to the door.

Under this kind of education and knowledge, Fat Tiger naturally becomes more unscrupulous and does whatever he wants.

Wherever he goes, all children must hand him a certain amount of pocket money as protection fee, otherwise they will never go out to play and stay at home.

Looking at the frightened eyes of the children around him, Fat Tiger was very proud and led his four or five younger brothers to continue to swagger through the market.

"Hey, that little mushroom over there, have you paid your protection fee today?" Fat Tiger pressed his nostrils while arrogantly calling over a thin little boy with a mushroom head.

"Sir Fat Tiger, today's...I have already handed you in." The mushroom-headed boy said weakly. As for the title of the adult, it was all because Fat Tiger liked others to call him that, which also gave him a greater sense of accomplishment.

"Oh, what about yesterday?"

"Yesterday? I was at home yesterday and didn't come out!" The mushroom-headed boy was anxious!

"Oh, you don't have to pay it if you don't come out? It's okay if you don't pay it. Don't leave the house in the future, or don't let me see you again. It's your choice."

Fat Tiger lowered his head and glanced disdainfully at Little Douding in front of him. In fact, the children in this area have been exploited a little too much by him recently, so much so that even if they can't go out, they will no longer come out, or they will sneak away.

Play at home.

This move undoubtedly greatly reduced Fat Hu's income. He was used to spending money lavishly. How could he be willing to do so!

And this mushroom-headed boy was just the chicken he chose to kill the chicken to scare the monkeys.

"But...I really have no money."

Snap!

Fat Tiger slapped him down, and then looked around fiercely. When he saw that no one dared to look at him, he stepped on him with one foot and said fiercely: "The rules for collecting protection fees will change in the future.

, pay it every month, and after you pay enough, you can stay at home or do whatever you want, but if you don’t pay, this is the outcome!”

"Hit me!"

As Fat Hu waved his hand, the younger brothers following him immediately walked out eagerly.

Anyway, it's just a 'fighting' between children, and they are very measured in their attacks and will not slap in the face unless absolutely necessary. In this way, even if they are called to the door, they will have an excuse.

The mushroom-headed boy immediately curled up on the ground without saying a word, covering his head with his hands, preparing to receive the next 'lesson'.

But at this critical moment, a figure rushed over quickly, and before Fat Tiger could react, he let out a scream and instantly covered his face and fell to the ground.

"Who are you..."

"I am your father!"

The person who came was wearing a weird smiling face mask and an ill-fitting black robe. He didn't even listen to what the other person said. As soon as he got up, he rushed into the crowd and started crushing them one-sidedly!

Counting the five younger brothers brought by Fat Tiger, there are only six people, and they are all ordinary children.

In addition, the biggest threat, Fat Tiger, was directly kicked in the face by Qingyu's 'windmill', and he still can't get up, and the remaining people are no match for him.

Moreover, Qingyu’s fighting style is to slap in the face but never kick in the butt!

So these naughty children were unlucky. After a while, they were beaten until their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen, and they could no longer stand up.

"Who are you? Do you know who I am? How dare you hit me!"

At this time, Mr. Fat Tiger finally got up from the ground unsteadily, his face was swollen, and even his speech was a little unclear.

"Come here, daddy loves you!"

Fat Tiger looked at the 'mysterious man' dressed in funny clothes in front of him and raised his fingers provocatively at him. He could no longer hold back his anger and immediately yelled and rushed over like a wild boar!

After all, in his opinion, he just suffered the loss of being attacked!

The opponent is not taller and stronger than you, so why can't you win?

Facing the charging fat tiger, Qingyu's face under the mask was very calm.

He just stepped away slightly when the opponent rushed towards him, blocked it with his hand, and then stretched out a foot...