Chapter 101 If you have a gun but don’t use kung fu, what kind of martial arts master is that?

Chapter 101 If you have a gun but don’t use kung fu, what kind of martial arts master is that?

Chapter 101 (Rewritten) If you have a gun but don’t use kung fu, what kind of martial arts master is that?

Alcohol and sex have drained my inspiration, and I feel like this chapter is not well written.

Starting today, stop drinking.

This chapter, rewrite
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"When I came back, I took a sneak peek and saw that he was indeed walking towards the little boy."

Minato Namikaze stretched out his arm, the wound on it was so hideous that one could even see the bone. It was obvious that a blow from a demigod was not so delicious.

However, after a light green liquid was poured on his wound, the wound healed itself visibly. If it weren't for the torn clothes or the blood around it, he would have even suspected that he was hallucinating.

"It seems that we are lucky. Or, Hanzo is worthy of his title as the Guardian of Rain Ninja. His efforts will be rewarded."

In the room, sandalwood is burning slowly
The smoke drifted upwards little by little, but was deflected by the disturbance in the air.
Next to it, there is a cup of steaming tea, and the fragrance of the tea leaves can penetrate into the nose from time to time.

As he spoke, Li Zhongren raised three fingers, placed them on the chessboard, picked up a chess piece, and turned it over.

"Hey! Commander! It's your turn."

Namikaze Minato rolled his eyes at Li Zhongren, but still lifted a chess piece next to Li Zhongren's commander. It was a bomb that could destroy any chess piece together. Unfortunately, it was the opponent's bomb.
"So, you went through so much trouble, almost made me vomit blood, just to facilitate this coincidence. What is your purpose?"

"Can't you guess?"

Li Zhongren looked at Minato Namikaze and couldn't help but feel a little emotional. Minato Namikaze's genius was really underestimated. In the original work, if he hadn't committed suicide for love too early, his son might not have been in trouble.

Just relying on the knowledge of the first stage of Flying Thunder God, he unlocked Flying Thunder God's long-distance teleportation. What's even more strange is that his long-distance teleportation does not even rely on Flying Thunder God's coordinates, but can rely on people's names to locate.
Yes, it is that strange. I don’t know how this guy did his research.

According to Minato Namikaze himself, he sensed some kind of fluctuations between heaven and earth during the process of practicing Flying Thunder God's perception of coordinates. Those fluctuations seemed like a combination of countless people's thoughts, as if each person's thought drew a line, and then all the lines intersected together.

And he can follow these lines to go anywhere he wants, as long as he knows the other person's real name and the other person has not cut off the interaction between his thoughts and the fluctuations between heaven and earth. Of course, if it is a duplicate name, then it depends on luck. Fortunately, he can reversely deduce the distance based on the chakra consumption.

“I can guess a little bit.”

Namikaze Minato shrugged.

"You have cracked the plan of Sunagakure. The Rain Ninja is doomed to lose miserably. The end result is that they will be divided up by the three major countries. It is not a good thing for the three major countries to border each other without a buffer. I can see all this. What I mean is, what is so special about that boy named Nagato that can change this outcome?"

“It was like this bomb.”

Li Zhongren smiled and pointed to the red chess piece next to the commander.
"He possesses the rarest bloodline limit in the world."

"understood."

Namikaze Minato nodded.

"If everything is ok, I'll go back. I still have to cook for Nono."

"Hey, I thought you would be curious and ask me how I knew that."

"If you want to say it, you will say it naturally. If you don't want to say it, I will only get lies if I ask. Besides, just like you believed in me unconditionally in the Rain Country, why can't I believe you?"

"So, you still noticed something?"

Li Zhongren looked at the figure of Minato Namikaze that disappeared in an instant, and couldn't help but feel a little emotional. How could such an intelligent person not notice the clues in it?

"But it doesn't matter. It's just like what the saying goes, if you have a gun but don't use kung fu, what kind of martial arts master is that?"

The same goes for him, if he has spoilers but doesn't use ninjutsu, what kind of a time traveler is he?

Anyway, as long as he doesn't say it directly, outsiders will not be able to guess the real reason.
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Outside the dilapidated house, the heavy rain was still falling.

Salamander Hanzo was kneeling at the door, holding his little notebook in one hand. On the tatami a few meters away from him was the red-haired boy who had fainted on the side of the road. At this moment, his breathing was steady because he had fed him a military pill.

"The end of a man is not when he dies, but when he loses his faith"

Looking back, Salamander Hanzo wrote these words on his notebook.

This is what he once said to Mifune of the Land of Iron when he was young. He was an admirable opponent who could fight with him for a long time just by relying on his samurai swordsmanship and the properties of chakra.

And now, he seemed to be saying this to himself.

The reason is also very simple.

He planned to save the child, on the one hand out of compassion, and on the other hand, it was within his perception range and he could feel that the child had chakra in his body, so he dared to feed the child military ration pills.

What happens after eating?
He habitually opened the boy's eyes and tried to see his condition.

Then, what did he see?

He saw a pair of purple eyes in the white, and then a black circle within a black circle.
At first, he didn't react, but his instinct told him that he had seen something similar before. Finally, he dug out the memory in his mind. It seemed that when he was a child, he had seen a similar pattern on a New Year's picture. The picture on that New Year's picture was the legendary Six Paths Sage.
This child actually has the same eyes as the Six Paths Sage. Before today, he had always believed that it was just a story made up by later generations.
So he became greedy.
Those are the eyes of the Six Paths Sage.
Then, he thought of what he said to Mifune.
He even felt his face was burning for unknown reasons.
He once said that he wanted to protect the Rain Country and the Rain Village. Is this how he would protect them? Dig out the eyes of a boy from the Rain Country?
He knew that if he really did that, then from that moment on, Salamander Hanzo would be dead.

The rest are just despicable people driven by greed and desire.
"You're awake." Salamander Hanzo looked at the boy.

"Thank you, ninja-sama."

Nagato slowly sat up. He felt better than ever before. His body was light and he seemed full of strength.

"No one's home?"

"All dead."

"How did you die?"

"Konoha. It might be Konoha ninjas who came to my house to look for food. My father found out and they killed my parents."

"And then you killed them with your eyes."

Salamander Hanzo said lightly.

Regular ninjas generally don't kill unarmed people, especially ninjas from big countries. It's not out of kindness, but a kind of discipline to maintain the quality of the troops. Ninjas are killing machines, but the best state of this machine is not to kill people without orders.

Of course, if there is no supervision in private, it is questionable whether the rules are really followed. It is not difficult to understand that someone who has been living on the edge of a knife since childhood has a wrong mental state and kills people at will. However, the fact that they killed the couple as soon as they were discovered proves that the two Konoha ninjas must be people with mental problems. However, the child survived. The only explanation is that he used the power of those eyes.

"Yeah, I guess so. I just felt very sad at the time, and then, some changes occurred in my eyes."

"So, before that, your eyes looked normal?"

"Um"

Hearing this, Hanzo of the Salamander frowned. He had no evidence, but as a ninja, he had seen too many bloodline limits and too many things. His instinct told him that something was wrong. This did not conform to the ninja rules that he was familiar with.

As we all know, the rarer and more powerful the ninja's bloodline limit is, the more difficult it is to awaken. Moreover, in order to protect the body, this awakening is divided into stages.

Just like the most famous Sand Village Hagura recently, her Scorch Release did not enter the second stage directly in one go. There was at least a five-year buffer in between.

And the pair of eyes in front of him, in his perception, were so perfect, as if they had been like this from the beginning.
If it is really the Samsara Eye, then it should abide by this rule. After all, this rule was passed down from the Six Paths Sage.
"Come here and lift your hair."

"Oh"

Nagato slowly walked up to Hanzo, knelt down, and lifted his hair. After all, if this man wanted to harm him, he could do it while he was unconscious.

Salamander Hanzo stared at the eyes for a long time, and his instinct even made his hair stand on end. There was no doubt that even if these eyes were not the Rinnegan, they must be extremely powerful bloodline limits.
"Take off your clothes."

Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, Hanzo of the Salamander spoke again.

"???"

"Jacket."

Salamander Hanzo rolled his eyes for once. He is a demigod, not a pervert.
He was skinny, and not the kind of skinny that comes from hunger, but another kind. It was as if his body had been under a high load for a long time. He was too familiar with this state. When he was a child, after he had the poison sac of a salamander transplanted, his body was like this for quite a long time.
"Hu~~"

Salamander Hanzo waved his hand, signaling Nagato to put on his clothes.

He smelled a conspiracy
First of all, these eyes are most likely transplanted later.
Secondly, the boy had been living with his family before, which means he didn't know about it.
Finally, the Konoha ninja, who was always famous for their discipline, killed his parents just for food. It seemed more like a script arranged to stimulate the boy.
An organization or a person who can transplant such eyes, and deliberately conceal the boy, leaving him to wander alone, is too obvious. This is a method often used by ninjas to subtly establish or brainwash a person and give him the three views he wants.
"So, I am part of the plan?"

"No"

Salamander Hanzo shook his head. The risk was too great and he himself almost couldn't control his greed.

So, the problem lies with that person, the ninja who led me here.

Obviously, there are two groups of people. One group is training the boy who is suspected to have the soul eye, and the other group is making himself meet this boy who should have kept a low profile.
"interesting."

“I feel like I’ve become a chess piece.”

Salamander Hanzo's mouth slowly opened under the mask. He felt as if he had been insulted, especially by the person who had led him here. He seemed to be very familiar with his character and could even predict that he would definitely save the boy.
"go!"

Suddenly, Hanzo of the Salamander grabbed Nagato and carried him into the heavy rain in an instant. The speed was so fast that it was like lightning. In just a blink of an eye, he took Nagato away from the already dilapidated town and came to the deserted wilderness.

Between heaven and earth, the rain was getting heavier and heavier.

"Ninjutsu: Psychic Technique!"

Bang! Salamander Hanzo formed seals with his hands as fast as lightning and pressed them to the ground. Then, a huge Salamander was summoned out by him.

"Jingfu, inject all your poison gas underground!!"

"Roar!!"

After receiving the order, the Salamander Ibushi first puffed up his huge mouth, then slammed his head on the ground, creating a huge hole. Then, the poisonous smoke was forcibly pressed under the ground as if it was free.
Under the influence of such a strong poison, the muddy ground was even directly rotted into a quagmire.
After a few breaths, a white humanoid creature slowly floated up from the mud.
(End of this chapter)