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"boom!"

Thousands of detonation talismans were all detonated in an instant, and thunderous explosions sounded from the Colosseum, and the rolling fire waves unscrupulously destroyed the flowers, plants and trees in several miles. The iron fences outside the Colosseum were also burned red.

Leng Xuan gasped heavily and kept cursing Naruto. Isn’t it just a ninja exam? There is no need to be serious? He actually summoned the most brutal hellhound in the six realms as his opponent. Is this guy still three heads? Isn’t this his life?

After the explosion, the Colosseum was filled with thick smoke, and the direction was completely unclear. Leng Xuan held his breath and concentrated. He fought with the Helldog for three days and three nights, and had known about its habits for a long time.

As a dog, its nose is the most effective and its ears are good. As long as Leng Xuan moves a slight move, it will keenly notice it and rush over it. Leng Xuan has suffered many times because of this.

Leng Xuan took advantage of the smoke of gunpowder and the hellhound lost its olfactory function and carefully analyzed its current advantages and disadvantages. The chakra belongs to the hellhound is the earth genus, and Leng Xuan's thunder genus is just restrained. However, the disadvantage is that facing the huge monster of the hellhound dozens of feet, Leng Xuan's chakra created ticks it. It is even more difficult to completely settle the hellhound.

Alas, life is so miserable, Leng Xuan sighed secretly in his heart.

Twenty miles away from the Colosseum, a beautiful woman was standing on the thick branches of a big tree, observing Leng Xuan's battle situation with a telescope. The beauty wore a white Se hat on her head, and the word "Twentieth Generation Naruto" was written on the hat. The beauty was wearing a white Se cloak on her body, and the words "Twentieth Generation Naruto" were printed on the back. There were two dark parts wearing patterned masks on both sides of the beauty, always protecting the safety of Naruto.

Although Naruto was wearing a hat and a veil on his face, from his slender figure and fair and smooth skin, it can be guessed that this 20th-generation Naruto was only in his early twenties, and his eyes showed the unique aura of a girl.

Leng Xuan was anxiously thinking about the countermeasures, and the smoke was about to disappear, and then he would be slapped to death by the helldog. Leng Xuan was secretly annoyed and looked at the tumbling clouds in the sky with annoyance. His eyes lit up, and he thought about it. He saw that you, the three-headed dog, was still alive.

Because the detonation talisman exploded just now, the atmosphere was heated at an extremely fast speed, creating upward airflow, and creating thunder clouds. Leng Xuan just lured the lightning down and gave the hellhound a heart-wrenching pleasure.

After a while, heavy rain began to float in the Colosseum, and the Hellhound was covered in rain, with water as the conductor and was hit 100% by lightning.

"Thunder Escape, Qilin."

Leng Xuan shouted loudly, and quickly condensed the chakra in his hand, creating a ray of lightning and directly into the clouds. This chakra is Leng Xuan's only one, and he is trying his best. If he cannot knock down the hellhound, Leng Xuan will really have no power to resist.

Suddenly, the clouds were rolling with lightning, and a white lightning bolt directly penetrated the Hellhound, and the speed was only one thousandth of a second. Before he could roar, he had already fallen heavily to the ground.

"stop"

A crisp voice sounded beside Leng Xuan. Leng Xuan turned around and looked, and the three figures teleported to him, which were Naruto and two members of the Anbu.

Naruto gestured to an Anbu. Anbu nodded silently and quickly formed seals with both hands. The Hellhound was teleported back. Leng Xuan realized at this time that the Hellhound turned out to be the spiritual beast of the Anbu. Alas, the people of Anbu are so evil that they actually like to ask this spiritual beast as a pet.

"Ahem..." Naruto cleared his throat and said seriously: "Shuraban Leng Xuan has passed the assessment and has become a suzunin. According to the rules of the Ninja Village, as long as an external ninja becomes a suzunin, all foreign ninjas will be expelled from the ninja village, and you will be limited to a quick departure within an hour."

"No!"

"Execute immediately." Hokage scolded loudly.

The two Anbu moved their bodies and approached Leng Xuan. It seemed that they wanted to be tough. Hokage's orders were above everything else in the Ninja Village, and everyone must obey.

"Tsk, just leave, I don't want to stay here yet." Leng Xuan spat lightly. Although he was unhappy, he could only swallow it in his stomach. After all, this place does not belong to him, he is just a passerby.

***************

On an ordinary afternoon, the warm sunshine spread to the ground, with spots of light. On a section of the expressway in the southern suburbs of Yanjing, a fierce racing race was taking place. From time to time, the harsh sound of tires rubbing against the ground came. A white Audi bit the black BMW in front. Although it was bitten, the speed obviously could not keep up with the BMW. What's more, the owner of the BMW was obviously better, stepping on the brakes, spinning, drifting, and accelerating in one go.

"Ah... Mr. Han, you are so great!" A woman in the BMW with extremely charming face and figure screamed in surprise. The racing brought a sense of thrilling feeling, which had already made her excited, and it was even many times more enjoyable than doing something in bed.

A man called Han Shao by a charming woman, a smug smile faintly pouted on the corner of his mouth. The reason why he was proud was not because of the woman's flattery. Such a bad woman, as long as she liked and had money, could hold her arms around her.

What Mr. Han cares most about this racing bet is to chase the young girl in the Audi car afterwards. Today, he finally caught such an excellent opportunity and used the provocation to make the little girl race with him.

As long as she wins this racing race, she will be her own personal toy. She will not be able to do whatever she wants to play and ravage her. The prey that I, Mr. Han, has never missed.

The young girl in the Audi car had a little more serious expression on her delicate and delicate face. Her bright eyes stared at the BMW gradually moving away from her front. Crystal sweat drips oozed out of her forehead, completely shattering her seemingly calm appearance. Her heart felt like a five-flavor bottle was poured, and a complicated feeling appeared.

"You can't lose!" the girl murmured to herself, calmed down and devoted herself to the competition. As long as she didn't reach the finish line, she had a chance. She didn't want to give her innocent body to this notorious evil young man for nothing.

"Mr. Han, look!" the charming woman said with a frown, pointing out her hand to a fast motorcycle in front of her.

"Mom, how did Zhao Mazi do things?" Han Shao cursed. Before racing, he told Zhao Mazi to clear the track and not allow any car to drive on this road. Why did a motorcycle appear?

The charming woman opened the car window and poked her head out to look at the motorcycle. A half-old and half-new Harley was sitting on a migrant worker who was ragged from top to bottom. Moreover, the motorcycle did not have a license plate, so she looked like a black car.

Han Shao saw his car approaching the motorcycle in the middle of the road, subconsciously lowering the speed of the car, cursing in his heart, if he loses, his dream of being charming will be shattered.

"Mr. Han, just a rustic guy." The charming woman said viciously, with a sharp look in her eyebrows. A small migrant worker pretended to be dead. Isn't it all done if I pay a few dollars.

"Okay." After a few seconds, Han Shao hesitated, he stepped on the accelerator and rushed towards Harley Motorcycle. Isn't it just a waste of life? His father is the director of the Public Security Bureau. Even if he hits him to death, he can still handle it in the end.

As soon as Leng Xuan returned to China, he received an emergency notice from his grandfather, asking him to immediately rush to a military district in the southern suburbs of Yanjing, saying that he had an important task. In desperation, he bought a Harley motorcycle in the black car market and got on the road.

Leng Xuan, who was anxious and rushed, did not care at all that the BMW behind him would rush towards him, but just as the BMW accelerated, Leng Xuan, as a ninja, noticed the strong murderous intent of the BMW owner to him.

"Tsk!" Leng Xuan spat lightly, pulled out a shuriken from his ninja bag at his waist, silently condensing the chakra. After a while, a layer of lightning attached to the shuriken was made, making a loud noise.

With a "swoosh", Leng Xuan threw out the Shuriken like lightning, and then the Shuriken deeply penetrated the front hood of the BMW.

With a "boom...", Young Master Han was shocked. The steering wheel in his hand was completely out of control and the brakes failed. Then he could only let the car spin on the road.

"Mr. Han, you're going to hit the railing." The charming woman widened her eyes and said in a daze. Before she could finish her sentence, the car had broken the guardrail and rushed down the deep ditch under the expressway. Suddenly, thick black smoke churned in the deep ditch.

After Leng Xuan threw out the Shuriken, he accelerated the motorcycle and had important things waiting for him. Grandpa said that as long as he did this, he could live a normal life in the future, and there would be no more bloody killing riko licking blood on the edge of a ninja.

"Huh?" The young girl who was trying to catch up with her face was incredible. Mr. Han's BMW lost control and fell into the deep ditch on the side of the road. She felt a little happy. Now she was sure to win.

But how could a BMW easily get out of control? It was the one who rode a motorcycle? The girl looked at the Harley motorcycle in front of her and felt a sense of gratitude in her heart, and she also felt a little curious about that person.

Zhao Mazi stood on the finish line, proudly waiting for the sacred moment of Mr. Han’s car passing through the finish line. As long as Mr. Han wins and wins the beauty, he will make a great contribution and benefit greatly.

"Here you come." A little brother next to him vaguely heard the sound of the engine and shouted immediately.

Zhao Mazi looked into the distance, but unfortunately he didn't see Mr. Han's BMW. He saw a shabby Harley rushing towards him. He was shocked. How could there be a motorcycle? How did those little guys do it? Didn't they ask them to clean the track?

Zhao Mazi didn't know that the little brothers at Qidian had been dealt with by Leng Xuan long ago, just a few gangsters. Leng Xuan, a stern, never took them seriously, knocked them out with just a few punches.

"Stop it." Zhao Mazi shouted at Leng Xuan, "Dare to drive on the track where Han Shao's racing, and grab it and let you taste the taste of the chili water tiger bench."

Leng Xuan ignored Zhao Mazi at all, and after honking the trumpet to prove his case, he rushed towards the finish line directly.

"Ah..." Zhao Mazi never expected that there were people in Yanjing who didn't give him face. He staggered and was pulled up by a motorcycle and fell heavily to the ground. He made a mouth chew on the ground. The little brother next to him couldn't help laughing.

"Don't laugh." Zhao Mazi climbed up from the ground and said sternly: "I'll take his life if I laugh again."

The little brothers immediately stopped the smile on their faces. Do they know Zhao Mazi's methods. As long as Zhao Mazi is willing, no matter how many lives he has, he will not be enough for him to play. Who made him have the big backer of Young Master Han?

At this moment, the young girl drove Audi to the finish line. It seemed that she had won the racing race.

"Where is Mr. Han?" As soon as the girl parked the car, Zhao Mazi came up to ask.

"Where is the money?" the girl took a deep breath. If it weren't for the person riding a motorcycle, her body would have explained tonight. She stretched out her slender and white hands and said, "One million cannot be lost."

"Take it." Zhao Mazi reluctantly took out a check from his arms and handed it to the girl.

But Zhao Mazi is also a person who keeps his word, let alone an occasion like racing. If it is spread, how can he stay in Yanjing in the future? Mr. Han is also dissatisfied with his face.

After carefully checking the numbers on the check, the girl raised her eyebrows and said slowly: "You Young Master Han? Alas, I had a car accident. I'm sleeping in a deep ditch on the side of the road. If I go late, the car will explode."

"What?" Zhao Mazi opened his mouth wide and stared at his eyes. He didn't believe it. With Mr. Han's driving skills, how could he get into a car accident? Then he came back to his senses and shouted at his younger brother: "Hurry up, call an ambulance and save Mr. Han."

The younger brother under his command was also panicked and didn't understand why Mr. Han was in a car accident. Mr. Han was the god of car in Yanjing, but he didn't have time to think about it. He immediately called an ambulance. If Mr. Han had any mistakes, he wouldn't be able to take care of him.

"Hehe." A young girl showed a silly smile on her innocent face. Although the racing process was thrilling, the result was still good. Please have a good meal in the evening.

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