Reborn in Konoha as the Anbu Torturer

"Captain Yuta, I just want to work quietly in Konohagakure Intelligence Division. I don't want to get involved in any trouble. I have been hiding from you many times."

Aoba held Yuta's wrist, his tone low, and his face was full of indifference. His whole body showed a cold feeling.

"I saw clearly what you did. I didn't want to participate in it. You shouldn't come to me again!"

Aoba said.

The right hand holding Yuta's wrist suddenly exerted force, directly using the greatest strength he could use.

Ever since Aoba obtained Sage Body, and he has only exercised himself at best. This was the first time he had fought someone.

Aoba had only seen fighting scenes in the memories of the ninjas that he had read.

He was like a little brother who had seen countless movies. He has seen countless postures but has not practiced...

This was his first time.

In the end, he still had to be a little more cautious.

Even Aoba himself did not know what level his current strength belonged to.

Kacha!

The moment Aoba twisted Yuta's wrist with all his might, a crisp sound of bones breaking rang out. It was especially crisp in this quiet forest without anyone around.

"Ahhhhh~!"

Yuta's eyes bulged, and they were instantly bloodshot. He suddenly cried out in pain. He clearly felt his wrist being crushed, and then a sharp pain that went deep into his bones spread through his nerves.

Ding ding!

The Kunai in Yuta's hand fell to the ground, making a metal collision sound.

At this time, Yuta could no longer hold the Kunai in his hand.

"Ha~"

Aoba immediately took a deep breath. Even he did not expect that his full-strength pinch would actually directly crush Yuta's wrist bone.

Only Aoba was a little unclear.

Was he powerful, or was Yuta too fragile?

Just now, he felt like he had crushed a bag of instant noodles. There was no difficulty at all, and it was even a little scratchy.

However, Aoba was very clear. Now was not the time to slack off.

The bad old man in front of him is so bad that he could not leave any room for the other party to breathe.

Suddenly, Aoba took advantage of the time when Yuta was screaming in pain to kick the latter's chest.

This kick was also full of strength!

"Not good!"

Yuta's left hand gripped the wrist of his right hand that had already drooped down. Bean-sized sweat appeared on his thin, skeleton-like wrist. All the nerves in his body were covered in pain, and he had no time to dodge Aoba's attack.

"I was careless!"

Yuta looked at Aoba's extremely fast flying kick and understood that he could no longer dodge.

He never expected that Aoba actually had such great strength!

He thought he was a sickly person that could be easily resolved.

If he had known earlier, he would have brought Takashi and the others along...

At this moment, Yuta thought a lot. But at most, he was upset.

Bang!

Accompanied by a loud crash. Yuta flew backward like a kite with a broken string and drew a gorgeous parabola in the air. He couldn't help but spit out a bright red line of blood.

Yuta fell heavily to the ground, and the shock almost broke all of his old bones.

At the same time, his chest collapsed at speed visible to the naked eye, and the shape of the collapse was like a footprint.

Obviously, his sternum had already shattered.

Some of the broken bones had already pierced into his internal organs.

So heavy!

So stuffy!

So painful!

Yuta lay on the ground, his whole body aching, and he could no longer sense how severe his injuries were.

Right now, what he felt the most serious was the difficulty of breathing.

It was as if a thousand-pound boulder was pressing down on his chest, and he could not breathe.

...

Thump! Thump! Thump!

The steady footsteps came from afar.

Aoba came over.

"Captain Yuta."

Aoba's indifferent voice sounded. There was no emotional fluctuation in his tone as if everything in front of him was not done by him.

After all, he had read the memories of Eaton during this period of time. So he was used to seeing the dark side of the ninja world in Konohagakure Intelligence Division.

For the matter of beating Yuta to death, It was like slapping a fly to death.

"I am not as great as you are."

"I won't inject you with medicine."

"I won't rewrite your memory."

"I won't throw you into the river to wait for others to study your cause of death."

"You..."

When Aoba said this, his voice paused for a moment, and his tone became awe-inspiring.

"Will evaporated from the world!"

Aoba suddenly widened his eyes, and his pitch-black pupils flashed with a light of killing intent.

As a cautious person, Aoba refused to sell, or he would not give his opponent any chance!

Kindness to the enemy was the greatest cruelty to himself!

After saying this, Aoba raised his hands and made hand seals with a straight face.

The speed of the hand seals was not fast, and even his movements were a bit rusty. Fortunately, the accuracy was very high, and he did not make any wrong movements.

"Katon, Gōkakyū no Jutsu (Fire Release: Great Fireball Technique)!"

After forming the seal, Aoba took a deep breath, and his chest suddenly swelled up.

With the help of the seal, the chakra in his body quickly gathered toward his throat.

This made him feel his throat become hot as if he had just eaten an insanely spicy chicken wing.

Hu~

Aoba raised his left hand, his fingers forming a circle, and then he spat out the air he had inhaled. Immediately, a ball of hot flames took the shape of a huge fireball and burned towards Yuta.

"No"

Yuta's eyes widened. His eyes had already been illuminated by the flames into a bright red color.

After that, he felt a heat that could burn everything. This flame contained a terrifying temperature, and in an instant, it swallowed him up.

Yuta felt that his clothes, skin, hair, flesh, and blood were all being burned and melted by the flames...

"Is it burned to death?"

Aoba looked at the still-burning flames in front of him doubtfully. In the beginning, he could still smell the smell of roasted meat in the air, but now it was a burning smell that was commonly seen in the crematorium.

"Ha~"

Aoba retook a deep breath and began to form seals with both hands. He had just used fire-style ninjutsu and found that he had not used much chakra. Moreover, the flames in front of him were not going to be extinguished.

As a modern person who had crossed over, Aoba knew the importance of forest fire.

In a split second, Streams of water shot out from Aoba's mouth, extinguishing all the flames that could burn the forest in front of him.

After the water flowed, White smoke rose from the charred ground.

Aoba's gaze focused on the place where Yuta had fallen just now. He immediately saw a completely dark, charred skeleton that had yet to be completely burnt.

"Who said that fire release can't burn a person to death?"

Aoba muttered faintly and walked towards Yuta's corpse. He had to deal with the corpse right now and could not leave any clues behind.