This Hokage is not bloody

Chapter 275 Faith 15

Chapter 275 Faith 15

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and it was getting colder and colder. Hanzo continued to run on the cold street in embarrassment.

"Come here... where is my ninja..."

Hanzo had no choice but to say, he hasn't walked on Yuyin Street for a long time, when was the last time?five years ago?

At that time, the street didn't seem to be like this. Although it wasn't lively, there was hope on his face. What's going on with the group of walking dead now?

There were very few people on the street, and many shops were closed. In order to be able to have a house in Neicun, everyone worked so hard to capture the last sliver of peace in this chaotic world.

"Help me..." Hanzo finally grabbed the foot of an Amane ninja.

"Go away, sir, I can't save myself, so who cares about you." Ukakure Ninja kicked Hanzo over, apparently failing to recognize his demigod.

Hanzo did not give up the hope of life, and continued to crawl forward. He is a demigod with countless followers, and there is always someone who is willing to save him.

"I'm a demigod, save me..." Hanzo grabbed a ninja's foot again.

"Are you a half-god? I think you look like a half-dog! Get lost, don't disturb the old man to rebel against the village." The ninja kicked Hanzo over like a dog, and tore up the contract of the house he had worked so hard to buy for several years. Carrying a few bags, he walked out of the village.

"Xiao Organization...Xiao Organization, join the Xiao Organization to have food and clothing. Everyone will work hard for peace and build Yuyin Village into what everyone wants." A young man wrapped in a black robe saw People hand out leaflets.

The flyer was handed to Hanzo, and when he looked at Rain, who was indifferent like a god of death, he was a little scared, but he also handed over a copy.

"Xiao has died, just now." Yu Shi looked at him with some pity and said.

"My lord was joking, how is that possible? Akatsuki is hope. Where there are people, there is hope. Hope will not perish." The black-robed boy turned around and ran in fear, and disappeared into the rain after a while.

Hanzo held the leaflet tightly in his hand, and the picture on it was not the three of Yahiko, but himself, with such a resolute face that even he didn't recognize him. Below it was written his declaration during World War II: "For the sake of peace war!"

Hanzo knelt in the rain, and the mirror-like puddles reflected his real self, so panicked that his face was distorted by fear.

"Akatsuki...do you really believe in me? No...impossible, it must be to blind my eyes!" Hanzo tore the flyer into pieces and continued to run forward ridiculously.

Dragging the sickle in the rain, he continued to follow step by step.

The closer to the center of the village, the number of ninjas gradually increased, and they all turned their attention to these two weird people.

"The clothes that kid is wearing are... shadow guards?"

"Who is he after?"

"Like a... demigod?"

"Don't talk nonsense, don't die... How could a demigod be... It's really a bit like..."

"That shadow guard is holding... the sickle of a demigod:"

Finally someone recognized Hanzo, his expression turned ugly, and he watched him crawling on the ground from a distance, looking like an old dog in distress.

"Ameinja Ninja obey the order, kill this traitor!" Seeing the increasing number of ninjas, Hanzo finally mustered up his momentum and shouted loudly.

"Kill this traitor...!!!" The momentum that was finally brought up reverberated in the village, but no one made a move, standing in a row far away, looking at Hanzo with dead eyes.

Hanzo's blurred vision locked on a Jōnin, and he growled at him: "Kurozo! I once taught you sword skills with my own hands, and all your achievements are bestowed by me. Come and protect me immediately..."

Before Hanzo could say anything, the bloody hand that had been severed at the wrist fell in front of him.

"I'll return everything to you." Heizang held his severed hand, his face so calm.

"Yu Po! Ten years ago, I dragged you out of the pile of dead people, and it took a lot of money to cure you..." Hanzo turned his head again.

"I can't pay you back with my life... You should keep the 50 yuan..." Yu Po looked at Brother Heizang, shrank his neck, and threw a handful of gold coins at Hanzo.

Hanzo stared blankly at the gold coins scattered all over the floor, grabbed a handful and threw Yu Po over his head and face, his eyes swept over everyone, as if he felt a little strange.

"This is really my village?" Hanzo couldn't believe it: "You are all traitors, get out!"

Hanzo continued to climb into the tower, more and more toxins accumulated in his body, making his movements more and more sluggish, his vision blurred, and it seemed that all the evil spirits were following behind him.

Most of the shelves in the trading center on the first floor of the tower are empty, and even the remaining goods are just refurbished kunai, sharpened knives. The shopkeeper sat on the stool with a sad face in a daze. Since the establishment of the village, there has been no such kunai. Pass.

"All this is to fulfill your desire." Yu Shi said.

Hanzo no longer defended himself, as if he was dying, he climbed into the elevator and leaned on the car to breathe out slowly. Yushi thought he would go to the medical center on the third floor for help, but he didn't expect him to choose the top floor directly.

Strongly propped up his body, he staggered towards his stone seat.

"In fact, someone is willing to save you." Yu Shi said again.

Hanzo paused.

"Unfortunately, you killed them all." Yu Shi's eyes moved to the dozens of human heads hanging outside the tower, swaying and rotating with the wind and rain, the empty eye sockets showed pity.

"They are all your most loyal believers, so they risked being beheaded to enter Cambodia. It's a pity that you not only didn't listen, but also killed them all."

Hanzo couldn't say a word at this moment, he stared blankly at the string of human heads outside the tower, as if he saw the high spirits of these people following him to fight in the ninja world.

"Yulong... Yu Lao... Yu Changfeng..."

Hanzo sat down on his knees slowly.

Drizzling, drizzling... the wind outside the tower picked up again.

Hanzo took out a short blade from the ninja bag, wiped it clean with a white cloth, bit it in his mouth, took off his shirt, and slowly put it on the ground, revealing the scars all over his body.

He also once shed blood for Yuyin Village, but because of the restriction of blood, he could not make any progress, and gradually lost his faith.

"My title will be inherited by you, my faith will be conveyed by you, and the Kingdom of Rain will be handed over to you...May the country prosper..."

Hanzo closed his eyes, took out the short blade in his mouth and pierced it into his stomach, and then slashed horizontally...

The samurai's seppuku, the noblest art of death, symbolized redemption from one's crimes.

Hanzo faced the outside of the tower and slowly lowered his head towards the village, losing the last sign of life.

"I finally found my faith." Yu Shi felt Hanzo's majestic remnant soul enter his mind, almost bursting his brain.

Last wish: "Restore the village to its original order and redeem those loyal people who were slaughtered by him."

"Secret Speed"

"Secret Art"

"Physical Art and Sickle Technique"

"Fire Escape Detonation Talisman Flame Formation"

"Water escape……"

Yushi, whose mental energy is getting thicker and thicker, can obtain more information from the remnant soul, and can even directly crush and extract it violently, without first dissolving resentment and easing it.

However, Yushi still intends to inherit Hanzo's last will.

　Thank God for the huge reward on the sixth day, and I am very grateful for the encouragement.

(End of this chapter)