Chapter 233: Supreme Honor, Ninja Carrying Coffin
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Chapter 233: Supreme Honor, Ninja Carrying Coffin
Sama, the times have changed!
Tu-tu-tu-tu-tu-tu.
Aoba, who had transformed into Rambo, was no longer harassing the enemy!
The 'bullet chain' scroll also began to become longer and longer with time. The blank part of the unfolding had dragged to the ground, and when this scroll was completely all opened, all the sealed Shuriken was also considered to have been struck.
Looking at it this way, the design of the system was quite reasonable.
Then Aoba began to shoot back and forth with the Gatling Gun in his arms. The already poor Kumogakure camp, under the baptism of Shuriken's storm, suddenly became even more tattered.
In the past, there was Zhuge Liang who got destroyed by arrows from a straw boat, and now there was Kumogakure camp who got destroyed by Shuriken. As expected, history was similar and repeated.
Aoba was not worried that he was helping the enemy. Was Kumogakure no longer missing Shuriken now?
This thing could not be eaten, and it could not be used to scrape bones and heal injuries!
Wipe your ass... Have you considered the feelings of daisies?
Kumogakure's people finally had a mental breakdown!
Several earth walls rose in an instant, and then hundreds of people jumped out from different directions. Their eyes were red as if they had seen an enemy who had killed their father.
"Kill him!"
"We can kill, but we can't humiliate them. Let's fight it out with them!"
Aoba was shocked and turned to run without saying anything.
Of course, when he was running, he did not forget to throw a shuttle of bullets at Shuriken from time to time.
However, the efficiency was a little too low, so Aoba, who had a coquettish idea, immediately shouted a few words at Itachi.
Itachi, who was running, suddenly darkened his face and almost tripped himself, falling to the ground!
At this time, Itachi really did not want to pay attention to Aoba, this bastard's proposal, but how could this guy's skin be too thick?
Therefore, Itachi had no choice but to adapt to the situation and create a shadow clone and throw it to this guy.
Aoba's eyes immediately lit up. He turned over and jumped high into the air, sitting on the shoulder of the shadow clone.
His proposal just now was to let Itachi be his temporary mount.
If Itachi didn't give him a blow on the spot, it would be considered that the friendship was solid!
Although he could not ride Itachi, which made Aoba somewhat regretful, the effect of riding a shadow clone was also the same. Who was not riding, right?
And when Aoba did not have to bother to run away, these Kumogakure Ninjas who wanted to catch up were immediately became unlucky.
The barrage time was opened again!
The blue fire Gatling Gun was not done yet. Under Aoba's 'Gun Fighting Technique', the Shuriken that was shot out would draw an S-shape in the air, and then draw a B-shape in the air, playing happily!
It could only be used at certain special times and occasions.
Thinking of this, Shikaku lost all interest.
He even rejected Aoba's request for 'reimbursed' for the weapons he had used for this mission.
What a beautiful idea!
Shuriken had killed so many enemies with just ten thousand of them, and the rest were all given to Kumogakure.
If not for the fact that Kumogakure had been crippled by them, he would have been slapped in the head by the hat of a war veteran!
Still want to reimburse?
In his dreams!
Aoba was also very helpless about this. It seemed that his plan of using public funds to be happy had completely failed.
As for self-fees.
No matter how many battle achievements he had, he could not afford to spend so much!
What was with the mines at home?
But fortunately, he had already felt good once, and there were still 10,000 Shuriken lying quietly in the spare 'clip'. Even if there was any unexpected situation, it would be enough to deal with it.
So if he didn't feel good, then let it be, this young master didn't care!
Although he said that, occasionally taking it out to scare people was still okay.
So the next day, when Aoba, who was holding a [Gatling Gun - Shuriken] and had a toothpick in his mouth, appeared majestically again a thousand meters away from Kumogakure's camp, all of Kumogakure's people at this moment felt a kind of foul language in their hearts.
Thinking back to how high-spirited they were back then!
It was as if with a snap of a finger, the little Konoha would be reduced to ashes.
But now?
He was beaten like a stray dog by Konoha, provoked every day by Konoha's people but did not dare to fight back.
How could he be so aggrieved!
But what could he do if he could not bear to continue?
I hope what Dodai-sama said is true. The supplies and reinforcements are already on their way here.
Otherwise, there was really no way to fight this war. They all wanted to go home and miss everything in the village.
They still remembered the scene of eight black-skinned Jonin carrying the coffin for Raikage-sama after he died. The scene of singing and dancing at that time was still fresh in their minds.
They really hoped that they could enjoy this kind of heroic honor after their deaths.
Many people looked into the distance.
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Chapter 233: Supreme Honor, Ninja Carrying Coffin
Sama, the times have changed!
Tu-tu-tu-tu-tu-tu.
Aoba, who had transformed into Rambo, was no longer harassing the enemy!
The 'bullet chain' scroll also began to become longer and longer with time. The blank part of the unfolding had dragged to the ground, and when this scroll was completely all opened, all the sealed Shuriken was also considered to have been struck.
Looking at it this way, the design of the system was quite reasonable.
Then Aoba began to shoot back and forth with the Gatling Gun in his arms. The already poor Kumogakure camp, under the baptism of Shuriken's storm, suddenly became even more tattered.
In the past, there was Zhuge Liang who got destroyed by arrows from a straw boat, and now there was Kumogakure camp who got destroyed by Shuriken. As expected, history was similar and repeated.
Aoba was not worried that he was helping the enemy. Was Kumogakure no longer missing Shuriken now?
This thing could not be eaten, and it could not be used to scrape bones and heal injuries!
Wipe your ass... Have you considered the feelings of daisies?
Kumogakure's people finally had a mental breakdown!
Several earth walls rose in an instant, and then hundreds of people jumped out from different directions. Their eyes were red as if they had seen an enemy who had killed their father.
"Kill him!"
"We can kill, but we can't humiliate them. Let's fight it out with them!"
Aoba was shocked and turned to run without saying anything.
Of course, when he was running, he did not forget to throw a shuttle of bullets at Shuriken from time to time.
However, the efficiency was a little too low, so Aoba, who had a coquettish idea, immediately shouted a few words at Itachi.
Itachi, who was running, suddenly darkened his face and almost tripped himself, falling to the ground!
At this time, Itachi really did not want to pay attention to Aoba, this bastard's proposal, but how could this guy's skin be too thick?
Therefore, Itachi had no choice but to adapt to the situation and create a shadow clone and throw it to this guy.
Aoba's eyes immediately lit up. He turned over and jumped high into the air, sitting on the shoulder of the shadow clone.
His proposal just now was to let Itachi be his temporary mount.
If Itachi didn't give him a blow on the spot, it would be considered that the friendship was solid!
Although he could not ride Itachi, which made Aoba somewhat regretful, the effect of riding a shadow clone was also the same. Who was not riding, right?
And when Aoba did not have to bother to run away, these Kumogakure Ninjas who wanted to catch up were immediately became unlucky.
The barrage time was opened again!
The blue fire Gatling Gun was not done yet. Under Aoba's 'Gun Fighting Technique', the Shuriken that was shot out would draw an S-shape in the air, and then draw a B-shape in the air, playing happily!
It could only be used at certain special times and occasions.
Thinking of this, Shikaku lost all interest.
He even rejected Aoba's request for 'reimbursed' for the weapons he had used for this mission.
What a beautiful idea!
Shuriken had killed so many enemies with just ten thousand of them, and the rest were all given to Kumogakure.
If not for the fact that Kumogakure had been crippled by them, he would have been slapped in the head by the hat of a war veteran!
Still want to reimburse?
In his dreams!
Aoba was also very helpless about this. It seemed that his plan of using public funds to be happy had completely failed.
As for self-fees.
No matter how many battle achievements he had, he could not afford to spend so much!
What was with the mines at home?
But fortunately, he had already felt good once, and there were still 10,000 Shuriken lying quietly in the spare 'clip'. Even if there was any unexpected situation, it would be enough to deal with it.
So if he didn't feel good, then let it be, this young master didn't care!
Although he said that, occasionally taking it out to scare people was still okay.
So the next day, when Aoba, who was holding a [Gatling Gun - Shuriken] and had a toothpick in his mouth, appeared majestically again a thousand meters away from Kumogakure's camp, all of Kumogakure's people at this moment felt a kind of foul language in their hearts.
Thinking back to how high-spirited they were back then!
It was as if with a snap of a finger, the little Konoha would be reduced to ashes.
But now?
He was beaten like a stray dog by Konoha, provoked every day by Konoha's people but did not dare to fight back.
How could he be so aggrieved!
But what could he do if he could not bear to continue?
I hope what Dodai-sama said is true. The supplies and reinforcements are already on their way here.
Otherwise, there was really no way to fight this war. They all wanted to go home and miss everything in the village.
They still remembered the scene of eight black-skinned Jonin carrying the coffin for Raikage-sama after he died. The scene of singing and dancing at that time was still fresh in their minds.
They really hoped that they could enjoy this kind of heroic honor after their deaths.
Many people looked into the distance.
Chapter 233: Supreme Honor, Ninja Carrying CoffinSama, the times have changed! Tu-tu-tu-tu-tu-tu. Aoba, who had transformed into Rambo, was no longer harassing the enemy! The 'bullet chain' scroll also began to become longer and longer with time. The blank part of the unfolding had dragged to the ground, and when this scroll was completely all opened, all the sealed Shuriken was also considered to have been struck. Looking at it this way, the design of the system was quite reasonable. Then Aoba began to shoot back and forth with the Gatling Gun in his arms. The already poor Kumogakure camp, under the baptism of Shuriken's storm, suddenly became even more tattered. In the past, there was Zhuge Liang who got destroyed by arrows from a straw boat, and now there was Kumogakure camp who got destroyed by Shuriken. As expected, history was similar and repeated. Aoba was not worried that he was helping the enemy. Was Kumogakure no longer missing Shuriken now? This thing could not be eaten, and it could not be used to scrape bones and heal injuries! Wipe your ass... Have you considered the feelings of daisies? Kumogakure's people finally had a mental breakdown! Several earth walls rose in an instant, and then hundreds of people jumped out from different directions. Their eyes were red as if they had seen an enemy who had killed their father. "Kill him!" "We can kill, but we can't humiliate them. Let's fight it out with them!" Aoba was shocked and turned to run without saying anything. Of course, when he was running, he did not forget to throw a shuttle of bullets at Shuriken from time to time. However, the efficiency was a little too low, so Aoba, who had a coquettish idea, immediately shouted a few words at Itachi. Itachi, who was running, suddenly darkened his face and almost tripped himself, falling to the ground! At this time, Itachi really did not want to pay attention to Aoba, this bastard's proposal, but how could this guy's skin be too thick? Therefore, Itachi had no choice but to adapt to the situation and create a shadow clone and throw it to this guy. Aoba's eyes immediately lit up. He turned over and jumped high into the air, sitting on the shoulder of the shadow clone. His proposal just now was to let Itachi be his temporary mount. If Itachi didn't give him a blow on the spot, it would be considered that the friendship was solid! Although he could not ride Itachi, which made Aoba somewhat regretful, the effect of riding a shadow clone was also the same. Who was not riding, right? And when Aoba did not have to bother to run away, these Kumogakure Ninjas who wanted to catch up were immediately became unlucky. The barrage time was opened again! The blue fire Gatling Gun was not done yet. Under Aoba's 'Gun Fighting Technique', the Shuriken that was shot out would draw an S-shape in the air, and then draw a B-shape in the air, playing happily! It could only be used at certain special times and occasions. Thinking of this, Shikaku lost all interest. He even rejected Aoba's request for 'reimbursed' for the weapons he had used for this mission. What a beautiful idea! Shuriken had killed so many enemies with just ten thousand of them, and the rest were all given to Kumogakure. If not for the fact that Kumogakure had been crippled by them, he would have been slapped in the head by the hat of a war veteran! Still want to reimburse? In his dreams! Aoba was also very helpless about this. It seemed that his plan of using public funds to be happy had completely failed. As for self-fees. No matter how many battle achievements he had, he could not afford to spend so much! What was with the mines at home? But fortunately, he had already felt good once, and there were still 10,000 Shuriken lying quietly in the spare 'clip'. Even if there was any unexpected situation, it would be enough to deal with it. So if he didn't feel good, then let it be, this young master didn't care! Although he said that, occasionally taking it out to scare people was still okay. So the next day, when Aoba, who was holding a Gatling Gun - Shuriken and had a toothpick in his mouth, appeared majestically again a thousand meters away from Kumogakure's camp, all of Kumogakure's people at this moment felt a kind of foul language in their hearts. Thinking back to how high-spirited they were back then! It was as if with a snap of a finger, the little Konoha would be reduced to ashes. But now? He was beaten like a stray dog by Konoha, provoked every day by Konoha's people but did not dare to fight back. How could he be so aggrieved! But what could he do if he could not bear to continue? I hope what Dodai-sama said is true. The supplies and reinforcements are already on their way here. Otherwise, there was really no way to fight this war. They all wanted to go home and miss everything in the village. They still remembered the scene of eight black-skinned Jonin carrying the coffin for Raikage-sama after he died. The scene of singing and dancing at that time was still fresh in their minds. They really hoped that they could enjoy this kind of heroic honor after their deaths. Many people looked into the distance.
