The Talent of Konoha

Compared with his human strength, there is still a big gap!

And these gaps are enough to kill!

Han looked at Fei Duan, a cruel smile appeared on his face covered by the red cloth.

Onoki was so frightened by such a guy that he was not allowed to leave the village for so long, which made him feel that he had been severely humiliated again, the kind who raised his middle finger and spit thick phlegm!

"Oh!"

His right hand was thrown forward quickly from behind, and on the arm, the cyan meridian clearly protruded under the armor.

Steam, rigid force, the combined fist of the two hammered heavily on Fei Duan's chest.

"Crack!"

Fei Duan showed a painful expression on his face, while his chest was deeply sunken, and his body flew backwards at a faster speed, as if hit by a high-speed car.

"呲呲呲!"

With just one punch, Fei Duan was blown away!The body kept rolling on the ground, like a human-shaped ball, rolling to Jiaodu's feet.

"Cough! Cough!"

Fei Duan coughed a few times, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, he was very embarrassed.

"Hmph! I thought the people in the Akatsuki organization were so powerful, but it turns out that's all there is to it!"

Han withdrew his fist, white steam was still rising from it, his eyes were deep, and killing intent was brewing inside.

Every person has their own temper, whether it is caused by the treatment after becoming a person, or because they are affected by getting along with the tail beast, they all have a tyrannical personality hidden deep in their hearts.

Of course, Naruto Uzumaki in Saitama's memory is not among them.

Qiyu sometimes suspects that Naruto grew up in such an environment, and it is absolutely abnormal that Naruto did not grow crooked!

Maybe it was tampered with by Danzo and the like in his childhood.

At this time, Han had been suppressed by Onoki for several months, and now he met Xiao's people, as if he had found an outlet for his anger.

Just now, Fei Duan rushed up, and was punched back by Han, the whole process took less than three seconds.

However, Kakuzu has seen many things, and he has initially mastered this Renzhuriki's fighting style.

It seems to be very similar to his normal state!

A little light flashed in his emerald green eyes, and his eyes fell on Fei Duan.

"Can you continue, Hiduan?"

"Hmph, you are questioning Lord Cthulhu's favor for me!"

Fei Duan slowly got up, but his chest looked very miserable, it was sunken several centimeters inward.

"Oh?"

Han looked at Fei Duan with some surprise. In his opinion, if he punched his chest with all his strength, even if he didn't die on the spot, he would be seriously injured and lose his mobility. But this enemy in front of him seemed to be...

He narrowed his eyes and slowly retracted his contempt for the enemy just now.

Perhaps their strength has not reached the peak, but with such resistance and physical fitness, they can definitely occupy some positions in the ranks of the strong.

"Pfft!"

Fei Duan pressed his hands on his chest, grabbed the sunken ribs, and forcefully pulled them back to their original position.

The technique was so brutal that even the pupils of Jiaodu, who was standing aside, shrank slightly.

"This kid... actually has such courage!"

Jiaodu withdrew his gaze from Fei Duan, and looked at the opposite target.

But Han, when Fei Duan was "rescuing" himself, his heart was turned upside down.

Although he saw that the enemy was able to stand up after being punched by him, he withdrew his contempt in his heart.

But in fact, without real strength, he will only be beaten, which is useless, so he still doesn't think much of Fei Duan.

But now, seeing the enemy "pull" back his sunken chest without even frowning, he thought "inhuman".

Such an approach is not only dangerous, but it is simply death!

However, the enemy did.

However, such an operation is really not like what normal people can do!

Han was vigilant, and sure enough, the members of the Xiao organization were not as simple as they seemed.

The steam on his body was thicker, and he was staring at the strange ninja who hadn't shot, because that enemy put more pressure on himself.

Moreover, from the beginning to the end, he did not show any surprise or fear about his own strength!

"Damn bastard, I must kill you! Let you taste my pain now!"

Fei Duan pulled the bones out of his chest, bringing them almost back to their normal position, then spit out a mouthful of bloody saliva, and looked at the opposite Han.

His tone was a little angry, and his knuckles clutching the sickle turned white.

He stood up straight, without any slowness or hesitation in his movements, as if he was not the one who was injured just now.