Explosion

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Sitting on the first carriage, the middle-aged man was deep in thought.

"Damn Orame and Suzu, I knew it was necessary to get rid of them. As soon as they got the information that the villages had chipped in to hire ninjas from the clans, they immediately ran away. I would understand if they left alone, but no, a group of my people left with them."

Clenching his fist, the man examined the moving convoy. Seeing how all his people, with whom he had been together for a long time and whose loyalty there was no doubt, were closely monitoring the situation, a barely noticeable smile appeared on his face.

"I hope these clan ninjas don't catch us in time... otherwise."

A sad thought slipped through his mind that if the clan ninjas caught them, most if not all would die. Lowering his head, the man pursed his lips.

- Boss, is something wrong?

From sad thoughts, he was unaccustomed to a rather young voice, in which uncertainty slipped. Turning around, the man looked at the young man walking next to the cart. He had an ordinary face and short brown hair. Lifting the corners of his lips again, the man said in a relaxed manner.

- Heruo is fine, don't worry. Just thinking about stuff.

- Are you talking about the trash that betrayed us?

Another voice was heard from a young man with black, spiky hair who caught up with the cart. Looking at the man who came up, continuing his manner, he said.

- It's all right Shogo, when we get out of this mess, I'll personally deal with them. How are things at the end of the convoy?

- Everyone is ready for any danger.

Nodding, the man looked back at his men. After thinking for a while, he glanced at the two young men and gave them a sign to approach him. Surprised, the young people jumped onto the cart with a momentary hesitation. Approaching the man, they saw him looking at them seriously.

- If something happens, drop everything and run. I'll try to detain the Clansmen.

Widening their eyes, the young people looked at their boss uncomprehendingly. Shogo was the first to recover and asked incomprehensibly.

- Boss, what do you mean?

Sighing, the man replied.

- If the clan ninjas can get us, I want at least someone to be saved. - Seeing that Shoto wanted to say something, the man quickly continued. - I understand what you are feel it, but this is the only way out, clan ninjas are superior to us, ordinary ones. So listen to me, if something happens, run and that's it. - Smiling, a whisper escaped his lips. – If I survive Rikudo, I'll find you right away.

Just when he wanted to continue comforting the young people, all the hairs on his body stood on end. Without saying a word, he immediately grabbed the two and pushed off and jumped to the side.

Instantly, the man heard several dozen explosions behind him and the heat hit him in the back. After several jumps away from the explosion, he put Shoto and Heruo on the ground and looked towards the convoy and clenched his teeth.

The young people next to him, having regained consciousness, stared at the picture in front of them with the same shock. The entire convoy turned into a sea of flames, fragments of torn and burning bodies were visible, carried out by the wave of the explosion.

Screams of pain and despair could be heard in the raised cloud of smoke. The few survivors, shell-shocked crawled on the ground. Who has already been able to recover more or less, rushed or ran towards the forest or to save the survivors.

Turning towards the man, Shoto stammered.

"R-Romero-s-san, w-what's going on.

Looking at him, the one called Romero, gritted his teeth and growled.

- Attack, we need to escape.

- But…

- The enemy is nearby, we can't help them in any way. Let's go faster.

When he was about to jump up the tree, his sense of danger screamed again. Crouching down, the man felt a gust of wind flying near his head.

His heart jumped and turning in the direction from where the kunai supposedly flew, he immediately drew his katana and stood in a fighting stance.

Looking closer, Romero saw two 4-5-year-old children, whose distinctive feature was the white eyes that were painfully familiar to him. Seeing this distinctive feature, his already beating heart exploded in fear and hidden anger.

"Damn, these are disgusting Hyugas, of all the closest clans, why exactly are they? So there are also children, surely adults are sitting somewhere and watching. If so, escape is impossible, and victory is unlikely."

Casting a glance at Shoto and Heruo, who took out kunai and stood a little in front of him, prepared for battle. Romero gritted his teeth with renewed vigor, realizing that he had practically no strength to let them escape. All the possibilities of avoiding tragedy flashed through his mind like lightning.

"What should I do, there must be something, how can I get out of this situation?" - Once again looking at Hyuga's children, who had already activated their dojutsu, ran at him and the young people standing in front of him. "That's right, if we can take at least one of these children hostage, we will have the opportunity to escape.

Having come to a decision, Romero muttered softly, but so that the Shoto and Heruo standing in front of him could hear.

- Listen carefully, the only way we can escape is to take one of the children hostage. Don't you dare underestimate these children's. I'll cover you behind, and when you get the chance, grab one. Don't worry, if someone interferes, I'll take it on myself, just do what I ask. Is everything clear?

- Yes!

- Yes!

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Watching the explosion of the dozens of seals he had installed, Samato felt nothing. While still in his own world, more than a dozen different mutants and ordinary people visited his laboratory table.

Some of these test subjects, they died with his direct participation. Others, the scientist killed by the hands of the performing staff. Now, with the help of byakugan, he watched as the trio of ninjas, having escaped the explosion, with different emotions on their faces, look at his brainchild.

Turning to the pale comrade standing next to him, Samato, without swinging much, hit him on the cheek. Feeling the pain and coming to his senses, Satoshi put his palm to his cheek, looking offended at the offender, but when he saw a serious face, he said nothing.

- Come on.

- Hm.

After exchanging words, the two quickly moved to the front. As they passed Kuzu, who was standing in a daze, Samato spoke quickly.

- Good luck proving your worth in catching the escaped bandits.

The next Satoshi, surprised for a moment, suddenly smiled contemptuously. When the two had already moved away a little, the frozen Kuzu clenched his fists.

"Don't you dare underestimate me."