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Chapter 211 What is a ninja without the Sharingan?

Metropolitan Police Department, in the deepest room of the detention center.

Durant sat there.

He is 1.9 meters tall, with natural brown hair shaved into a buzz cut. His facial features are deep, his eyes are sharp, and his dark wheat-colored complexion makes it clear that he is not Japanese at first glance.

According to the information, he no longer has any relatives alive.

His wife, children, and parents were all killed during a trip.

That trip also changed Durant's character, making him extreme and eager to pursue justice.

This is the persona drawn up by the CIA.

Durant was the first undercover chosen to approach Diaw.

His true identity is known only to Jack and John of the Special Intelligence Investigation Department.

Furthermore, it was not clear to anyone that he was an undercover CIA agent.

He also won't get support from the CIA, all to avoid Dio suspecting his identity.

Durant judged the time to noon based on how hungry he was.

There was still no one at the detention center to deliver meals, which meant that people from the right wing were likely to get rid of him at noon.

Durant was not surprised by this result.

If you want to become famous in the shortest time, you always have to pay a price.

That shrine is a symbol deliberately created by the right-wing forces to symbolize their wolfish ambitions.

Burning that shrine down would be a slap in their face.

Because of this, destroying that building would be more righteous than assassinating the Prime Minister and would generate media coverage.

He wants to show Dio his sense of justice.

Of course, to most Japanese people, his behavior is unconscionable and intolerable evil.

Under the distorted teaching materials, most people have been deceived by the distorted teaching materials, resulting in a very speechless outlook on life.

But those kind of textbooks are just idiots who deceive happy education. The truth of history will never be reversed because Japan deceives itself and others, and it is still circulated outside.

Durant believes that Diaw will never let himself be sentenced to death after seeing the news about him.

The time to get close to you is likely to be noon or evening.

If it was night, then his current situation would be very bad and he would have to find a way to survive the crisis at noon.

He looked down at the silver handcuffs and thought, how should he kill the killer sent by the right wing?

Durant frowned slightly, and at this moment, he heard footsteps approaching from outside.

The air in the room gradually became more and more chilly, and it looked like the killer was coming.

He looked up and sighed inwardly. The killer came earlier than Dio, so he had to find a way to deal with him.

……

Da da!

Hattori Takayuki deliberately made his footsteps loud.

As a ninja with modern training, his steps should be as gentle and soundless as a cat's.

But that kind of pace is going to divide people.

If it was the kind of assassination target who stayed in his own mansion, he would naturally do so quietly and quietly to avoid being noticed by the enemy.

But he would never approach the prey in the cell with such cautious steps.

He will only step on the ground vigorously to remind the other party that death is approaching step by step.

A mouse in a cage, no matter how agile it is, cannot avoid being eaten by a cat.

He walked to the door of the room where the target was and looked inside through the small window above the door.

"Rodrigo Durant, good noon, it's time for you to hit the road."

Durant looked up and saw a long, horse-looking face on the small square window, with thick eyebrows and triangular eyes, and his face revealed a ferocious look.

"You don't look like a police officer."

"Haha, if you commit such a heinous crime, do you still want to wait for the normal trial process?
Before the media asks you, you will commit suicide out of fear of guilt.

A good crime, right? "

Hattori Takayuki had a smile on his face. The superiors would not let the person who committed such a crime explain in public why he did what he did.

Once explained, their carefully crafted lies will be revealed.

Lies are like paper, they cannot withstand anyone's blow.

Only by letting Durant commit suicide out of fear of guilt or hang himself out of guilt can the incident be settled as quickly as possible.

Countless amounts of dirty water will be poured on him, turning him into a demon.

“I don’t think I made the wrong decision, but leaving that building in this world was the biggest mistake.

I'm not guilty of any crime! "

Durant responded to Hattori Takayuki in an impassioned voice. He didn't know whether Diaw was peeping from the side, but he knew that if he wanted to avoid exposing his flaws, he must do his best to maintain the image of justice.

"You are just an executioner. Those passengers and staff were so innocent, but you burned them to death. Go to hell with your guilt for them."

"It's ridiculous. Those who want to visit such a place, and those who work in a building that has penetrated the flesh and blood of countless people, and introduce false history with a proud and solemn face are all damned accomplices.

They would not regret their death. "

Durant's voice was sonorous and powerful, without a trace of regret, as if he was hitting a piece of iron with a hammer.

"Life and death are not yours to decide. It has been decided above that you will regret the crimes you committed against them and die.

The family members of the deceased came out to cry, and the public expressed sympathy. The farce ended like this. "Hattori Takayuki was very familiar with the next process and took out the key to open the door of the detention center.

"Looking at you dressed in black, could it be that you are a ninja?"

A simple sentence reveals the charm of the woman in the custom shop asking if she wants to do it again.

But it made the hairs on Hattori Takayuki's body stand up.

He has received professional training and does not think that anyone in this world can hide from his perception and suddenly appear behind him.

However, there are people who do this now.

Hattori Takayuki turned around quickly and found a tall blond man standing behind him.

A black vest on top and gold leather pants on the bottom.

The muscles in his arms are extremely strong, comparable to normal human thighs.

"Who are you guy?"

Hattori Takayuki questioned.

It stands to reason that in the current detention center, apart from him, no other person can appear in the detention center.

Durant in the room knew in his heart that there was only one man who could appear at this time.

"Dior."

Hattori Takayuki frowned. He seemed to have heard this name before. Where had he heard it?
After thinking for a while, he came to no conclusion and simply gave up thinking. There was no need to remember the name of the dead person.

Hattori Takayuki's index finger hooked the ring on the ring on his left hand, pulled it outward, and the crystalline thread was pulled out from inside.

This is a special fiber thread, coated with titanium, which is very strong and light, and also has cutting function.

The skill that a modern jounin must master is how to kill with a line.

Hattori Takayuki said with a cold face: "No matter who it is, since they have discovered my existence, I will send you on your way.

This is the ninja code. "

Qingze said slowly: "You don't even have the Sharingan, how dare you call yourself a ninja?"

"To shut up!"

Hattori Takayuki looked gloomy. He was a ninja, but not the ninja in Naruto, but the Koka ninja recorded in ancient Japanese history.

Just like the ancient version of agents, spies, performing assassinations and other shady tasks.

But the grading system of ninjas is no different from that of Naruto. Rather, Naruto copied the grading system of Koka ninjas, but because of their great reputation, many people regarded them as copying Naruto.

Hattori Takayuki was annoyed by this.

What he hates most is when outsiders rely on the knowledge inside Naruto to judge the strength of ninjas.

Because ninjas in reality cannot be as powerful as ninjas in anime. At most, they can use modern tools and cruel training to achieve things that normal people cannot imagine.

But the kind of thing where you form a seal with your hands and then breathe out fire and create a shadow clone is completely impossible.

The so-called ninjas are just a little more tolerant than ordinary people.

……

"I'm going to twist your neck to see if your mouth can still be verbose."

Hattori Takayuki leaned over, his slightly bent feet were like springs, accumulating the strength of his whole body, arching his back, and the power exploded in an instant.

He quickly walked around Qingze's body, and the fiber thread in his hand naturally shook out and landed on Qingze's neck.

People come behind you.

Hattori Takayuki crossed his hands and exerted force. With the toughness and sharpness of the fiber threads in his hands, it was actually very simple to cut off human flesh, flesh and bones.

According to his usual experience, it doesn't take three seconds to twist a man's head off his neck, and blood can spray the head half a meter into the air.

Some people can spray up to one meter. It mainly depends on how much bleeding the person has.

However, Hattori Takayuki's hands were unable to reach the end, indicating that the opponent's neck was not cut off.

Was it guarded?
Hattori Takayuki glanced sideways, and his pupils suddenly dilated. His fiber thread was clearly wrapped around the opponent's neck, but it didn't even scratch the skin.

impossible!Hattori Takayuki gritted his teeth and used all his strength to suck the milk, but the fiber thread suddenly disappeared.

He suddenly hugged his shoulders with his hands, looking at the fiber thread in his hands, his eyes were shocked.

"Broken? Impossible. How did you do it?"

Tie both ends of the string to the feet of two adult elephants and have them push each other in different directions.

Even if their legs are cut off, the fiber threads will not break.

Hattori Takayuki couldn't figure out how Dio broke it, and what made him even more confused was when did Dio's hand get close?

After being briefly shocked, Hattori Takayuki said angrily: "You bastard, don't touch my clean cheek with your dirty hands that haven't been washed after urination!"

The moment he finished speaking, he kicked Qingze in the crotch.

The thought of explosion flashed through Qingze's mind.

The next second, Hattori Takayuki watched his right leg explode rapidly.

"Nani?!"

Fireworks and gunpowder smoke came out of the legs and spread all over the body very quickly, causing the face to bulge and explode.

Qingze determined one thing. Where the marked person started to explode was not based on the marked location, but his thoughts.

Only when he doesn't want to control where to blast, he will start blasting from the marked chrysanthemum pattern.

Hattori Takayuki disappeared.

Qingze turned around and walked to the door.

(End of this chapter)