Chapter 58: The Mysterious Black-Haired Handsome Youth
In the deepest part of the forest, a well-hidden secret cabin.
Zabuza lay on the bed recovering.
No one knew that beneath the blanket, he was still gripping a kunai tightly!
Haku was attending to him on the side.
Besides the two of them,
there were four uninvited guests.
Gato, along with the three expert bodyguards he had hired.
Originally there were only two, but the third—a handsome black-haired youth—
had joined recently.
During one of Gato's outings,
the black-haired youth had helped him kill a skilled assassin ninja.
Impressed, Gato hired him at a high price.
"Mr. Gato, please leave for now!"
"Zabuza is seriously injured and needs time to recover."
"We'll find a way to complete your mission."
Haku said coldly.
The meaning was obvious: get out.
A middle-aged man with an afro, wearing small black sunglasses and a big belly, sneered in disdain.
"You still call yourselves assassins? Can't even handle one powerless old man."
As Gato spoke, he brazenly walked toward Zabuza's bed.
With three hired bodyguards behind him,
what did Gato have to fear?
Especially after witnessing the black-haired youth's strength,
Gato felt completely secure.
So he strode forward without any hesitation.
Behind him, the black-haired youth also moved.
But he didn't step forward.
Instead, he retreated a few steps.
He positioned himself behind the two bodyguards holding samurai swords.
The atmosphere was tense.
At this moment, no one paid attention to
the seemingly insignificant black-haired youth.
"Are all Mist Village ninjas useless?"
"You still dare call yourself the Demon? That title is just for show—better hide it away early."
As Gato spoke,
he reached out to grab at Zabuza on the bed.
But a pale hand shot out,
firmly seizing Gato's wrist
and pressing down hard!
"Fuck—ow, it's broken! Broken! You bitch—let go!"
"A-Ming—come teach them a lesson!"
Gato's face twisted in pain as he roared viciously.
The black-haired youth grinned.
"Got it!"
In the next instant, crackling golden lightning suddenly appeared in his hand.
With the appearance of the electric arcs,
the room filled with the sizzling sound of current.
Like a thousand birds chirping!
"Lightning Style: Chidori!"
The two muscular bodyguards showed gloating expressions on their faces.
Looked like they wouldn't need to act.
They didn't even need to draw their samurai swords.
They could just watch the black-haired youth perform.
Zabuza—lying on the bed—suddenly changed expression!
Cold sweat seeped down his back.
His pupils widened!
Strange! Where did Gato find such a powerful ninja?
He could clearly sense
that this Lightning Style technique was extraordinary!
Was it Hatake Kakashi?
Only he was known to use Lightning Style: Chidori.
That was the first thought that flashed through Zabuza's mind.
But… it didn't quite match the rumors!
Why was this Chidori golden?
Seeing this scene, the strength in Haku's hand lessened slightly.
He stared at the youth called A-Ming in horror.
His mind raced.
Thinking of countermeasures.
And how to quickly take Zabuza and escape!
Gato's face showed smug triumph.
The black-haired youth had asked for a high price.
But that amount of money meant nothing to him.
Gato lacked everything except money!
The entire room was filled with dazzling golden light.
In this moment, everyone seemed to see a small golden sun.
"Heh… you're all dead…"
Before Gato could finish,
the black-haired youth moved.
But not in the way Gato expected.
Instead, the razor-sharp golden Chidori pierced straight through the heart of the nearest bodyguard!
The man died with a gloating expression still frozen on his face.
His eyes bulged wide.
Full of disbelief.
Until his death, he couldn't understand
why this guy called A-Ming
had turned on him!
Weren't the enemies over there?
You're not telling me you're face-blind, right?
The bodyguard wanted to ask that.
But the moment his heart shattered,
every trace of life vanished from his body.
His eyes quickly dimmed—dead beyond dead!
"Bastard!"
The other bodyguard drew his samurai sword.
He swung it viciously toward the black-haired youth!
As if he wanted to split the boy in half
to vent his rage!
The youth's lips curved into a cold smile. He said lightly:
"This is the ninja world—not a wuxia novel."
He felt no fear.
The terrifying lightning energy in his hand formed a blade.
One hand-blade met the incoming samurai sword.
Clang—
A loud metallic collision rang out!
The samurai sword ultimately couldn't
withstand the chakra-infused Chidori blade's sharpness!
It snapped in two.
The youth didn't pause for a second.
He pressed forward.
The lightning-charged hand-blade
sliced the samurai dead!
The man was a martial artist after all.
Losing to ninjutsu was normal.
Everything happened too fast.
From the moment the black-haired youth suddenly unleashed that terrifying ninjutsu
to killing both muscular samurai bodyguards—
it took only a few breaths.
The black-haired youth flicked the fresh red blood off his hand.
His gaze was indifferent.
As if the one who had just killed wasn't him.
Then he turned to the remaining three in the room.
"Zabuza—we meet again."
A thunderclap seemed to explode in Zabuza's mind.
Meet again?
I don't know you at all, okay?
I've never even seen you before.
Don't just claim familiarity!!!
Wait… could it be from a past assassination mission?
Zabuza had taken many assassination jobs.
Killed many people.
Accumulated plenty of enemies.
Thinking back carefully, he didn't find it too strange.
Perhaps someone else had hired this killer to target him.
But he couldn't recall offending anyone recently.
After all—all the targets from his past assassination missions
had been eliminated by him.
Zabuza didn't connect this to Naruto.
In his eyes, Naruto was already strong enough.
If he wanted to kill him,
he could just come personally.
No need to hire an assassin.
Besides—even if hired, how would they know his current location?
Gato panicked. The bodyguards he hired just days ago
were actually working with Zabuza!
From their tone, they seemed to know each other.
Gato forced himself to stay calm and gritted his teeth toward the black-haired youth:
"Whatever Zabuza's paying you—I'll pay triple… no, ten times!"
"Cash—paid immediately!"
He didn't want to die.
If he lost his life,
what use was all his money?
Even if the black-haired youth tried to extort him,
he'd have to grit his teeth and accept it.
But if he survived this,
once he got back,
he'd hire even more assassins!
To kill this black-haired youth.
Damn it—he thought he'd picked up a treasure.
Spend a little money and get a top-tier bodyguard and figurehead.
Who knew he'd run into a backstabbing black-eater instead.
How could Gato not be furious?
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