"You bastard, is your tolerance really that low?"
Watching Deva Path Pain grit his teeth and charge straight at him, Hyuga Makoto could not help raising an eyebrow.
"Or did my words hit a sore spot?"
"You deserve to die!"
Pain let out a low shout. He had no intention of wasting words on Hyuga Makoto now.
His mind was filled with rage. His only thought was to tear this damned bastard apart!
This was the first time he had felt the malice of human nature, and the first time he had been driven this far because of his plans.
He had already avenged Yahiko. Both Hanzo and Danzo had died by his hand!
Yet this bastard...
"How dare you say such things? How dare you question the bond between Yahiko and me? How dare you act so recklessly!"
Amid Pain's low roar, an indescribable gravitational force suddenly erupted.
Even Hyuga Makoto was dragged over by that pull for a moment!
"Looks like I really struck a nerve, and besides..."
Hyuga Makoto raised an eyebrow. He was not afraid of Nagato's anger.
With only a Deva Path Pain clone, it would still be difficult to cause him much trouble.
What puzzled him most was why this guy dared not admit that he had already killed Hanzo.
And Konoha had already delivered Danzo from a thousand miles away. Had this guy really done nothing?
Hyuga Makoto had not figured it out yet, but he knew one thing.
Compared to preaching, as a ninja, he still had to take the traditional route—use his fists to deepen their understanding of one another and elevate their souls through physical means!
Buzz. The instant Hyuga Makoto was pulled over, black Curse Marks appeared across his body.
The aura of nature, accompanied by the power of