Chapter 425

The extremely tightly wrapped ninja moves unhurriedly, seemingly not putting everyone present in his eyes.

He nonchalantly retracts the tentacles gathered from filthy, pitch-black threads back into his sleeves; only then do the crowd understand that the strike that poked the thug leader's head open just now was precisely these ominous black tentacles.

As his gaze shifts, the blade-wielding rogue ninja's body suddenly trembles, because the only eyes exposed on this man are a pitch-black color, and those fluorescent green pupils are staring at him without blinking.

Suddenly, the blade-wielding rogue ninja seems to think of something; his face changes drastically, and he quickly retreats.

Kakuzu scans everyone with a cold gaze, without the slightest ripple in his eyes.

As for the headless corpse at his feet, he ignores it entirely.

A ridiculous bug, actually thinking that with one piece of intelligence, he could hoard the goods and extort benefits.

The fat man thought correctly; if a sheep falls into a pack of lone wolves, it would indeed cause the wolves to be wary of each other.

But Kakuzu is not a wolf; he is a tiger, a tiger that eats wolves.

What a tiger does, he won't consider the thoughts of lone wolves and sheep.

If he wants to kill, he kills; it's that simple.

Not only that, Kakuzu never thought about sharing the intelligence with this group of "lone wolves."

Everyone is frightened into taking half a step back by Kakuzu's cold and ruthless gaze, because in Kakuzu's gaze, they smell the scent of death.

These people are not wrong, because Kakuzu has already seen several "valuable faces" among the "peers" around him.

If it were normal times, Kakuzu would have already made a move.

But to catch a big fish, Kakuzu doesn't mind letting these "moving bounties" jump around for a while.

That's right.

To the others in the room, this greedy fat man was just a bug in the gutter.

And to Kakuzu, aren't the others present the same?

So his gaze does not linger on anyone, but shifts elsewhere in the blink of an eye.

—There, several thugs in the town have already been scared into collapsing on the ground by the sight of the fat man's miserable death; at this moment, their faces are pale, and they have long since been scared into defecating and urinating.

"Whoosh!"

The pitch-black tentacles appear again, grabbing the few thugs.

Feeling the filthy aura on these thugs, Kakuzu frowns, but soon relaxes again.

"Where is the person?"

Kakuzu asks the first thug, his tone containing only indifference.

Hearing this, the thug is greatly alarmed; his heart already shattered by fear, he cries and begs for mercy as soon as he opens his mouth.

"Ninja lord, please—"

Before he can finish his sentence, the pitch-black tentacles move slightly.

"Snap!"

With a crisp sound, the thug's body, his neck twisted three hundred and sixty degrees, falls limply to the ground, dead as can be.

"Where is the person?"

Still the calm and cold inquiry, Kakuzu's fluorescent green pupils shift slightly to another person's face.

"I, I don't know—"

The thug says in fear; he is not lying, because he really knows nothing about the inside story of this matter; he was just following the thug leader to earn a living.

"Snap!"

For this ambiguous answer, Kakuzu seems completely indifferent; the pitch-black tentacles tighten again, and the same method of death descends upon the ignorant thug once more.

Kakuzu's gaze shifts again; this time he is too lazy to speak, and the meaning in his fluorescent green pupils is very obvious.

Looking at the two companions on the ground with their necks twisted like twists, this thug completely breaks down.

"I know, I'll speak, I'll speak!!!"

He roars excitedly, his body trembling violently due to excessive fear.

This thug is one of the two guys who had their ribs kicked and broken by Kurotsuchi earlier.

"She is at—"

Instantly, the thug tells everything in detail.

In his excitement, the thug's voice is loud; most of the remaining bounty hunters present are rogue ninjas, so their hearing is naturally sharper than ordinary people.

Therefore, the thug's words are heard by everyone.

"..."

"I, I've finished speaking."

"Please, let me go!"

After saying everything in detail, the thug trembles and begs Kakuzu for mercy again, his eyes filled with pleading.

And the next second.

"Snap!"

There is one more twisted "twist" on the ground.

The remaining bounty hunters look at Kakuzu with wary eyes; except for a few hot-headed youths, most have already determined Kakuzu's identity through the methods he displayed.

After all, as a "legendary ninja" who has been active in the ninja world for many years, Kakuzu's combat style is no longer a secret; the first lesson many rogue ninjas learn after becoming bounty hunters is to recognize this "legendary figure" in the underground world.

Since they have already obtained the intelligence on the "fat sheep," there is no reason to continue wasting time here.

Several clever bounty hunters intend to leave first, but when they are about to leave along the narrow passage, they suddenly stop their steps.

An extremely fat shadow that does not look like a human is cast into the narrow passage through the casino's dilapidated wooden gate.

Vaguely, the bounty hunters in the front seem to see the appearance of the "owner" of this shadow through a hole in the wooden gate.

It wears a pitch-black, strange mask; it has long, twisted limbs; and its whole body is covered in pitch-black hair.

It is not human!

The unknown is often what brings the greatest fear.

Under this oppressive atmosphere, for a time, no one dares to push open this dilapidated wooden gate to see the "true face" of the existence outside.

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"Gulp." Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, several bounty hunters who originally intended to leave retreat back into the casino.

The atmosphere becomes increasingly sinister, and everyone looks at each other with vigilance.

Of course, most gazes are focused on the casino's dilapidated wooden gate and on Kakuzu inside the casino.

"Lord Kakuzu, since the matter is over, we won't disturb you anymore."

A bounty hunter who is somewhat knowledgeable seems to understand something and approaches Kakuzu with a fawning smile.

"One hundred, three hundred, five hundred—"

Who would have thought that Kakuzu has no reaction to this, his cold gaze constantly wandering over everyone, his mouth muttering something to himself.

"Lord Kakuzu?"

A sinister premonition suddenly flashes in this bounty hunter's heart.

"Hmm, a total of fourteen million ryo, not bad."

Finally, Kakuzu seems to have finished his calculation and nods with satisfaction.

He was actually calculating the total bounty of all the bounty hunters' heads in the room!

The bounty hunter suddenly realizes, and his face instantly becomes extremely ugly!

At the same time.

"Boom!"

A tentacle formed by pitch-black, filthy threads smashes the casino's dilapidated wooden gate into pieces.

Then, it moves its long legs covered in black hair, squeezing its bloated, twisted body into the casino's narrow passage.

"Hmm, time to work."

Kakuzu says unhurriedly, his fluorescent green pupils carrying a hint of greed as he looks at the peers around him.

The next second, the monster at the door opens its twisted and terrifying big mouth.