Chapter 166

Seeing Kuchiki Senya's true face, everyone present widened their eyes, stunned into silence.

This man is nothing like the assassin on TV!

"Y-you… y-you…" Kino Shino pointed at Kuchiki Senya, pale-faced, voice trembling, unable to speak.

"Heh…" Kuchiki Senya smiled faintly. "Since you so desperately wish me dead, I'll oblige you."

127. Kuchiki Senya: Who else has an objection?

As he spoke, Kuchiki Senya waved his hand—a kunai shot forth, striking precisely at Kino Shino's throat.

Kino Shino convulsed several times, then lay still—clearly dead.

"Sss~"

Seeing Kuchiki Senya's method, the others couldn't help but draw in sharp breaths. This guy is nothing but a demon!

Kuchiki Senya scanned the room and said coldly: "Who else has an objection?"

No one dared speak; all lowered their heads, avoiding eye contact with Kuchiki Senya.

Seeing this, Kuchiki Senya nodded in satisfaction. "Good. I like those who recognize reality." He paused, then continued: "But recognizing reality is one thing—if you dare resist me, your fate is only one: death. Understood?"

Everyone instantly raised their heads, eyes filled with fear, hastily agreeing.

"Remember this well—I am a ninja. Wherever you go, I can find you. If I detect even a whisper of rebellion, your only reward is death." Kuchiki Senya said coolly: "My purpose here is simple: to kill you, this pack of traitors. I don't need your tearful surrender—I only demand your loyalty!"

As he spoke, Kuchiki Senya slammed his palm onto the table.

The next instant, the entire table exploded into fragments, dissolving into a storm of iron filings.

"What?"

"Such immense power!"

The ninja present were stunned, their eyes filled with deep terror. This power far exceeded their expectations!

At this moment, they finally understood why Kuchiki Senya possessed such terrifying strength. There was only one reason—he was unquestionably a legendary existence.

"Understood?" Kuchiki Senya snorted coldly.

"Understood!" Everyone immediately nodded, their eyes now filled with reverence.

"Good!" Kuchiki Senya's lips curled slightly. "Now, follow what I just said. I give you three hours to prepare. After three hours, I expect you to land in Tokyo on time. Remember—I want the cargo, not the people. If you defy me, I guarantee none of you will live past tonight."

"Yes, my lord Kuchiki!" Everyone bowed deeply in response.

"Achoo…" Kuchiki Senya sneezed, muttering to himself: "Could that idiot be thinking of me again?"

"Whatever. Too much trouble." Kuchiki Senya shook his head, then stepped into a room.

The room was lavishly decorated, opulent in design, with many priceless artworks hanging on the walls. A large, soft bed bore pink sheets; a dim desk lamp glowed. Beside the bed stood an antique computer.

Next to the computer lay a jumble of random toys and game consoles.

Kuchiki Senya sat before the desk, legs crossed, his right index finger tapping the keyboard, the clatter of keystrokes continuous.

At this moment, he seemed to have returned to his former life's rhythm.

"Bang bang!"

Suddenly, a knock came from outside.

"Hmm?" Kuchiki Senya raised an eyebrow, coldly barking: "What is it?"

Outside the room, a guard stammered: "My lord Kuchiki, someone ambushed the village perimeter and killed the sailors, stealing a shipment of cargo!"

"Oh? Interesting." Kuchiki Senya sneered. "Come. Let's go see. I'll kill that bastard myself."

"You two—lead the way!" Kuchiki Senya ordered.

"Yes, my lord. This way!" The two guards didn't dare delay, leading Kuchiki Senya toward the warehouse.

When they reached the warehouse door, a sharp stench of blood filled the air.

"What happened?" The two guards exchanged glances, eyes filled with confusion.

They swiftly pushed open the door—and froze.

Before them lay a floor covered in corpses—all sailors from the ship.

"Who did this?" Seeing so many dead, the guards' eyes instantly welled up.

At that moment, they noticed a tall, muscular man with a shaved head and a cold expression standing beside the corpses.

"My lord, you… you are…"

Seeing this tall, cold-faced man, the guards felt overwhelming pressure. They didn't know his strength, but they were certain—he was terrifyingly powerful.

"Do you know him?" Kuchiki Senya pointed to the pile of corpses.

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The guards turned, studied the man carefully, then shook their heads: "Never seen him before."

Hearing their answer, Kuchiki Senya frowned, paused, then suddenly asked: "How were they on good terms?"

The two guards hesitated, then said: "They got along well—often gathered on deck chatting, even made plans to gamble together."

"Gambling?" Kuchiki Senya's eyes flickered. "Then this isn't far from what I imagined. Kill a few, and morale collapses. Then offer rewards—some will turn and serve me."

Thinking this, Kuchiki Senya's face twisted into a cruel smile.

"Alright. Let's move." Kuchiki Senya sneered. "I'm certain—under my authority, you will kneel."

On the other side.

Inside a gloomy cave.

Hundreds of black-robed, masked ninja gathered, discussing a grand plan.

At the highest seat, an elderly man sat quietly, eyes half-closed, half-asleep.

"My lord Tsuchikage, what do we do now?" A woman in a blue kimono bowed respectfully.

"My lord Tsuchikage, our plan has been exposed. Wanted posters for us are everywhere in the village." A short, shabby-looking ninja stepped forward, whispering.

"Wanted posters?" The old man slowly opened his eyes. "Wasn't our plan flawless?"

"Yes, Tsuchikage-dono! The few subordinates I sent were all killed in East Sea City. But, they did die!" the lecherous short ninja said.

"The men we sent out were all elite ninja, incomparably powerful, yet they all died in East Sea City. That little brat called Kuchiki Senya is actually this formidable!" The Tsuchikage was greatly shocked, a solemn expression surfacing on his face.

"Tsuchikage-dono, what should we do now?" one ninja asked.

"No rush!" The Tsuchikage shook his head and said: "Right now our only worry is them tracing things back to us. After all, they are not like Konoha Village — they have no intelligence network."

"However, they won't suspect us, because we have enough weapons here. So long as they dare take half a step into East Sea City, they will undoubtedly die!" Nai.

128. The life right now is truly the pinnacle of life!

"However, we must prepare defensive measures on two fronts!" The Tsuchikage waved his hand grandly and said in a deep voice: "On one hand, gather all the crew into the cabin, guard the cabin tightly, and don't allow anyone to approach — unless the ship is destroyed! On the other hand, dispatch two squads to spread out and patrol every part of the island. If they spot anything unusual, kill them. I want to see just what abilities that Konoha ninja has."

"Understood." Several subordinates left one after another to carry out the order.

Tsuchikage-dono continued to rest with closed eyes. According to their investigation, the Konoha ninja's fleet was heading here. They had to seize the time to escape, otherwise they would undoubtedly die!

"I hope they won't be too clever!" The Tsuchikage laughed coldly.

At the same time.

On a passenger liner.

At this moment a grand banquet was being held, with cups clinking and glasses flashing, songs and dances in full swing.

"Ah, '513' is truly wonderful! Although this mission was arduous, it ultimately succeeded, and we earned quite a lot of gold, silver, and treasure!"

Kuchiki Senya stood on the balcony, enjoying the comfort of the sea breeze, squinting his eyes as he gazed at the magnificent East Sea City in the distance.

He was in a great mood today. He had originally thought it was an ordinary journey, yet he encountered such an interesting matter. He couldn't help but look forward to it — if a few more similar encounters came his way, his savings would probably reach a considerable sum!

Thinking of this, Kuchiki Senya snickered. He now finally felt a little regret at having been driven out of Konoha Village by Tsunade back then. He felt that the life right now was truly the pinnacle of life!

Thinking of Tsunade, the smile on Kuchiki Senya's face gradually faded, replaced by a deep resentment: "Tsunade, since you are heartless, don't blame me for being unjust! When you fall into my hands, I will definitely make you taste the cruelest suffering in the human world!"

Thinking of Tsunade's beauty, Kuchiki Senya felt a burning desire.

"Hmph! Tsunade, oh Tsunade, you think that just because you hide at home, I can't do anything to you?" A cold arc rose at the corner of Kuchiki Senya's mouth. "So long as I find you, everything will be over! When the time comes, I'll bring you to this deserted island and ravage and torment you!!"

"Haha…I love this feeling, this feeling of conquering everything and holding power is simply too wonderful!!" Kuchiki Senya laughed wildly.

"Hey, you two, come help over here!" At this moment, a sudden shout rang out.

"Hmm?"

Hearing this voice, Kuchiki Senya immediately froze, then a shadowed look surfaced on his face.

Because he clearly remembered that the person shouting for help was one of the subordinates he had sent out.

"Could it be that…" Kuchiki Senya shuddered violently, his face turning extremely gloomy.

Realizing that the group he had sent out had all died, Kuchiki Senya immediately rushed into the room.

The instant he rushed into the room, Kuchiki Senya immediately saw his three loyal subordinates lying in a pool of blood, already dead.

A dagger was stuck in their chests — clearly, they had just been stabbed through the heart with a knife and killed.