"Captain, didn't I just say that even if Naruto wanted to protect Oki Zhori, I wouldn't let him go. So, he must die today!”
As soon as he finished his sentence, the sound of a bullet going out of the barrel rang out. A patch of blood burst out from Oriki Oriri's right hand. The intense pain caused Oriki Oriri to roll on the ground. Ever since he became a ninja master, he had never accepted any dangerous missions due to his fear of death. It could be said that there was not a single wound on his entire body. This was the first time he had experienced such pain. His entire body was trembling as he clutched his bleeding arm, his bloodshot eyes glaring hatefully at Ling.
"You can hate me as much as you want. I told you that I won't let you die a quick death. You still have enough time to hate me!”Ling sneered and aimed at Oriki Oriri's left hand. He pulled the trigger and blood splattered everywhere. OriOriki Oriri rolled on the ground. He wanted to soothe his pain, but both his hands were pierced and he could not lift them up. He could only roll and scream to relieve his pain.
In the silent forest, only Zhimu Zhili's screams echoed. The Divine Fire Collection could no longer bear to watch and turned their heads away. Kakashi's face was flushed red as he clenched his fists tightly. Xiri Xiyang frowned deeply as if he wanted to say something but hesitated. He wanted to stop Ling, but he knew that he could not. Unless he used force to capture Ling, it would turn into an internal fight. Didn't you see that fifty chuunins and one jounin were killed in an instant?
If Ling was really pushed into a corner, Xiri Xiyang was afraid that Ling would kill them all. It was not that Xiri Xiyang was afraid of death, but he was more concerned that nothing could happen to the son of the Divine Fire Collection. Therefore, Xiri Xiyang could not say anything else. He could see the determination in Ling's eyes, the madness that could not be pulled back by nine bulls once he made up his mind. Perhaps it was just as he said, even if Naruto came personally, Ling would not let go of Oriki.
Bang! Bang!
The agonizing shriek of Oriki Oriri did not affect Ling at all. He fired two more shots from the flintlock in his hand, piercing both of Oriki Oriri's knees. By now, Oriki Oriri no longer had the strength to scream. He lay on the ground moaning, his body twitching non-stop as he stared at Ling with a lifeless gaze. At this moment, he had already given up his life, waiting for Ling to give him the final blow.
"The fate of the weak will never be in their own hands. Weaklings should act like weaklings.”Looking at the corpse lying on the ground like a livestock being slaughtered, Ling snorted coldly. He aimed the flintlock in his right hand at Jori's head and pulled the trigger. After the gunshot, Jori's head was pierced through. Blood began to flow out, dyeing the ground red. The noisy forest regained its peace. A breeze blew, and the thick smell of blood filled everyone's noses. The faces of Khaki and Kaxi were a little ugly. It was the first time they had seen such a scene. The ground was littered with corpses. With the addition of Oki Zhori, who had been tortured to death, it was like a scene of hell.
"Ling, I'll report this matter to Third Generation Lord Naruto!”Witnessing the death of Oriki Oriri, Xiri Sunset took a deep breath. He was fuming with rage as he looked at Ling and spoke in a deep voice. In his opinion, no matter what evil things Oriki Oriri had done, as long as Naruto did not agree, Oriki Oriri would still be his subordinate. However, his subordinate had been killed by Ling, and it was right under his nose. Although he knew that Oriki Oriri deserved it, the execution should not be carried out by a Genin like Ling.
"Ah, we were ambushed by a large group of ninjas while escorting the Nation of Fire's daimyo son back. Oki Oori died in battle to protect the daimyo son. Even if you don't tell me about this, I will tell Naruto!”Ling grunted. The flintlock in his hand turned into black energy and disappeared. The City of Time was gradually being retracted. In just a short while, the time of the fifty-one ninjas had been collected. Other than the ninety-four years that had been replenished to Ling's body, there was still a thousand years of time left.
Upon hearing Ling's words, Ri Ri and Xi Ri were taken aback. When they recovered from their shock, a wave of anger rose in their hearts. Ling's words were clearly trying to distort the truth. It was Ling who had tortured and killed Oriri right in front of them. Now, they were saying that she had died protecting the Divine Fire Collection? Was they trying to make everyone look stupid?
"Humph! You'd better save these words for Lord Naruto!”Dusk Sunset was more straightforward. She felt uncomfortable, but she immediately expressed it. After letting out a cold harrumph, she started digging a hole. No matter what, she could not let Oriki's corpse be left here.
Looking at the setting sun squatting on the ground, Ling squinted his eyes slightly and thought to himself,"Sure enough, people who understand my principles don't exist at all. Everyone is unknowingly trapped in a cage. They are not tired of handing their fate to others."
Being praised as the red setting sun, the setting sun still likes to talk about Lord Naruto. Moreover, it is so natural that I can't control it. No, I should say that he doesn't want to control his own fate. Instead, he naturally handed it over to the third generation Naruto. He was clearly furious at Oriki Oriri's actions, but he could not vent his anger due to the village's restrictions. He clearly had a deep opinion of Ling, but he was afraid of the village and could not do anything about it. It was not just the setting sun, even White Tooth and Hatake Shuogu were the same. They were powerful, but they could not face their own hearts. They lived in a hypocritical world every day, and were eventually killed by the fishing boat.
"Birds in a cage, that's them!”Ling shook his head slightly. No matter what others did, he would not change his original intentions. Freedom was something that Ling had to obtain. No one could control his own fate. Instead of living in a hypocritical world as a controlled person, it was better for him to transcend and become a controller himself. He could kill and hate as he wished. Of course, before that, he had to have power. Otherwise, everything would be empty talk.
After the setting sun had simply buried Oriki Oriri, the group set off into the night once again. They did not encounter any more danger along the way. Even if the Divine Fire Qilin was well-prepared, he would probably be caught off guard by someone unexpected like Ling. Two days later, Ling and the rest had safely sent the Divine Fire Gathering back to the Fire Nation, and then began to return to Muye. As for the dispute over the successor of the Fire Nation, it was not something that Ling and the rest could interfere with. It was a national affair.
(PS: Your results are not good, and your collection is too little. You can't even get a recommendation. Everyone, please help, please give more support. Give more flowers, remember to collect more, and if you have the ability, please help!)）
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