Chapter 517: Miserable Condition of Seven Ninja Swordsmen
The Ninja Seven Swordsman have always been the assassinated ninjas of Hidden Mist Ninja Village, a seven-person terrorist organization created specifically for murder. In a way, these ninjas are basically incurable rubbish.
But in this world of Ninja, as long as your mouth is good, whatever bad thing you do, you will go to the peace of Ninja, and even have a tragic experience in your body, then there will be a group of Virgin Mary wiping tears and shouting, I forgive you No, it’s not you, it’s the world that is wrong.
correct.
There is nothing in the ninja world that cannot be washed away.
Moreover, they are not wrong, this world...
It was wrong.
Therefore, for Fuguki Suikazan and the Jūzō Biwa, their best treatment is indeed to hang, in order to ensure the seriousness of the law of the country of Uzumaki.
Forbearance is very important to Uzumaki country after all!
"This piece of land is our goal today." A Uzumaki looked at the mists in front of him and said with disdain, "So, you must finish it today. If you are lazy, there is no food to eat."
"When will it be done and when will it be off work."
After all, His Royal Highness Xin was too kind, and he actually gave these extremely sinful Mist Ninjas a chance, asking him to say that he has done a lot of evil to these, and now the Mist Ninja of the Uzumaki Kingdom should chop a few times to bleed them, and then throw them directly into the sea.
Feeding the fish is what they deserve.
Especially the sharp-toothed Mist Shinobi who led the team...
Jūzō Biwa
He is quite familiar. He is the one who invaded the Uzumaki Kingdom back then!
Although I can’t wait to chop them into fish sauce.
But... Now that His Highness Xin made such a decision, they could only implement it seriously.
"Don’t let me find out that you are lazy." Uzumaki shook the whip fiercely, making a’cracking’ sound in wind, and said, "If you find it, don’t blame me for being impolite."
This group of bastrads shouldn’t be so good to them, since they don’t kill them, let them work for the country of the Uzumaki, to death! !
Thinking of this, he turned around and walked to sit down in his recliner, basking in the gentle sun.
The spring afternoon is really comfortable.
"Captain Juzo, what are we going to do now?" A Mist Shinobi looked at the hoe in his hand, his face was unhappy, and asked Jūzō Biwa, "Are you really going to work?"
Although they don’t care about work, but...
They were working, and the sorrow was enjoying, and his heart was always uncomfortable.
"Huh!" Jūzō Biwasaid angrily, "What are you doing?"
"We are the ninjas of the Hidden Fog Village!"
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