"Sure enough, these two are trash. They couldn't even withstand one of my ordinary punches!"
Yamanaka Riki looked at the two Sunagakure ninjas he had sent flying, the disdain on his face growing thicker. Against ninjas like these, he could take them down one at a time if they came one at a time, or a hundred at a time if they came in a hundred.
There was no pressure at all.
To the two brothers, people like this were no different from ordinary civilians.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.
As the two Sunagakure ninjas were seriously injured, quite a few people swiftly rushed over.
This was, after all, a necessary route through the village and an important guarded area for ninjas. Within only a few breaths, more than twenty people had blocked the Yamanaka Brothers' path.
Their expressions were incomparably grave, even sharp.
Damn it.
Absolutely damn it.
These two had actually attacked as soon as they entered Sunagakure, seriously injuring two Chunin.
This could not be tolerated.
However, they also knew that the two men were immensely powerful. Someone had already gone to notify the Kazekage. All they needed to do now was stall for time and hold these two burly men back.
Therefore,
the leader of the group stopped the ninjas who wanted to step forward. Looking at Yamanaka Riki and Yamanaka Batsu, he asked in a somber tone,
"Who are you?"
"Why have you come to cause trouble in Sunagakure?"
"Which village sent you?"
Three questions in a row, all intended to buy time.
The moment these two had attacked, he had already seen that the brothers were powerful—far beyond what ninjas like them could contend with. They could only wait for the Kazekage to arrive before making any decisions.
"Heh. Yamanaka Riki, see whether Gaara is among