It was dark outside, and dark clouds covered the moon.
Zhang Zhe, who had already woken up from his coma, observed his surroundings. He saw that this simple cell was extremely dark, and the bones of various humans and animals could be seen everywhere. The white bones were dense and eerie.
"Hmm?" As a world-class killer, Zhang Zhe was known as the Grim Reaper. He had seen all kinds of situations. Naturally, he would not be surprised by the bones in the cell. However, his body suddenly changed from a twenty-something adult to a child, which puzzled him.
"Is it the newly developed gene serum of the organization?”Jun Maro immediately thought of the terrifying organization he was in. The last time he went to Japan on a mission, he deliberately caused chaos and caused tens of thousands of deaths. Could it be that the organization wanted to execute him, the number one assassin? Perhaps Fatty Wang from the organization wanted him to experiment with the newly developed gene serum?
Jun Maro looked down at his chest muscles, which used to be in a daze, and his golden ratio figure had turned into this thin and short appearance. When he tried to exert his strength, he realized that he really only had the strength of a child. He sneered,"Those crazy fellows really succeeded in their research.”
"Gunmaro, this is today's food!”A gloomy voice came from outside the cell.
A small window was opened on the sturdy iron door, and just enough food was passed in. Gunmaro's eyes turned cold, and he made a prompt decision to directly attack and break that person's palm. Even if I, the Grim Reaper, turned into a child, it was still not easy to deal with.
However, he had miscalculated his physical condition. He suddenly stomped on the ground and instantly reached the iron door. He used too much force and crashed into it.
Thump!
Jun Maro, who was occupied by pain, had a cold expression on his face. He did not shout out, but instead pondered over this body."This body is so fast. It's almost as fast as my peak speed.”
"Don't even think about escaping, or I'll let your father know and punish you!”The tone of the person outside the door was filled with jealousy and hatred towards Jun Maro. He had the potential to become a blood heir at the age of six.
"No!"
Suddenly, like a flood, a huge and complicated torrent rushed into his mind.
" Hmph…" The intense pain made him groan. He held his head with both hands, and countless memories of Gunmaro surged into his brain.
Kunmaro? I'm Kunmaro? I... Transmigration?
He couldn't care about anything else. He endured his headache and quickly browsed through the memories that surged into his brain.
………………
There was silence in the darkness. After an unknown period of time, Kunmaro sighed slightly." I see." I'm already dead. I've transmigrated to Naruto's world and possessed the body of Jun Maro.”
When he looked at the iron door again, his eyes became violent and ferocious. " That pervert is also considered a father…"
Kunmaro sneered." You want to lock me up with this broken iron door? When I get familiar with the Blood Successor Limit, I'll kill you all!”
The limit of the blood inheritance…In Jun Maro's memory, he had opened the limit of the blood inheritance of the Radiant Night Clan when he was six years old, which caused everyone in the clan to be shocked and panic, so he was imprisoned here. According to the Naruto he saw in his previous life, the Radiant Night Clan would be exterminated sooner or later, and he would be adopted by Orochimaru.
In this life, he had transmigrated, but it would not be like this. A mere Orochimaru was not enough for him to risk his life.
Closing his eyes, he began to search for the feeling of executing the Blood Succession Limit in his memory. Gradually, he felt his blood flow accelerate, and he could feel something protruding from his right hand.
"Huh?" Jun Maro chuckled. He ignored the pain of executing the Blood Succession Limit and looked at the bulge under the pale skin of his right hand. He knew that it was about to come out.
"Out!" With a low growl, a sharp bone suddenly pierced out of Kunmaro's smooth right palm. The snow-white bone emitted a terrifying cold light under the moonlight.
Thrust!
The sharp bones slid against the wall, producing a sharp and ear-piercing sound. The sound was like fingernails scratching the wall, making one's hair stand on end.
"Gunmaro! If you dare to move around and make any noise, I'll go in and teach you a lesson!”The guard said fiercely. He had just entered his sleep and was disturbed. When he thought of the little ghost inside, he immediately became furious.
"Come in if you have the ability!" Jun Maro coldly hugged the food that the guard had thrown in. He didn't care that the food was already cold and wolfed it down. His right hand still revealed the sharp bones as he coldly looked at the iron door. His calm eyes erupted with cold killing intent.
"Don't think that I won't teach you a lesson!" The guard took out the key and was about to open the door to teach this little brat a lesson.
The guard had a ferocious expression on his face. He held a wooden stick in his hand. Seeing that Jun Maro was still eating calmly, he was furious. He waved his wooden stick and pounced fiercely at him. He thought that with the clan leader's seal, what could a six-year-old kid like Jun Maro do?
"That's it?" Kunmaro watched as the guard rushed over and picked up the food, his eyes full of mockery.
When the guard saw the mocking look in Jun Maro's eyes, he became even angrier. He had only wanted to teach Jun Maro a lesson by using 50% of his strength, but he immediately increased it to 10%. The thick wooden stick brought with it a whistling sound as it swung fiercely at Jun Maro.
A smile hung on the corner of Jun Maro's mouth. He easily dodged the attack with his right side and fiercely extended his right hand.
The guard felt a strong sense of danger and immediately formed a seal with one hand, wanting to use the Substitute Technique. Unfortunately, at such a close distance, he felt an intense pain in his chest before he could form the seal.
He looked down at his chest and saw a bone covered in blood slowly being pulled out of his chest.
"You can actually…use…bone spear.。。”The guard couldn't believe that this person who was clearly sealed by the clan leader could actually use the bone spear. He stared at Jun Maro in disbelief.
Gunmaro glanced at him coldly. His right hand holding the bone spear slashed across the guard's throat. As blood spurted out, he withdrew his right hand, and the bone spear covered in blood retracted back into his body.
The expressionless Jun Maro slowly walked out of the cell where he had been imprisoned for a long time. He turned around and looked at the cell."Farewell, Gunmaro."
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