Fists of Fury! Crushing the ANBU Bare-Handed and Tossing Them into the Street Like Garbage

The ghostly blue light of the teleportation slowly faded.

Two figures suddenly appeared in the hall of the South District command center in Konoha.

The wooden floor let out an overwhelmed creak.

Bullet's two-and-a-half-meter frame stood in the middle of the room, his head nearly brushing the ceiling beams.

His short jacket was stained with blood, while his broad, exposed shoulders and back were covered in crisscrossing scars.

A fierce, murderous aura born from years of crawling through mountains of corpses and seas of blood spread from his pores.

The temperature in the room seemed to drop several degrees.

Uchiha Yan's hand trembled as he sorted the files.

The scroll rolled clattering to the floor.

His eyes instinctively turned into scarlet three-tomoe Sharingan, and his hand pressed against his Ninja Sword as he backed away.

"Qian... Lord Qian Ye?"

"Is this... a summoning beast that turned into a person?"

Uchiha Yan's voice tightened.

He had seen the burly members of the Akimichi clan, as well as the physically powerful brutes of the Hidden Cloud.

But he had never seen a humanoid creature with bones so massive and muscle contours so thick.

Bullet glanced at Uchiha Yan and snorted heavily through his nose.

"Red-eyed brat, you've got a real punchable look in your eyes."

"Looking to die?"

Bullet bared his teeth with a cold laugh, and his knuckles cracked in rapid succession.

Uchiha Yan felt a chill run down his back. Even his Sharingan throbbed with an aching soreness.

"That's enough, Bullet. Keep your temper in check."

Qian Ye walked over and sat in a chair, casually pouring herself a cup of cold tea.

"This is Konoha, not some deserted island where you can rob and plunder."

"We'll all be sharing the same pot from now on. Don't scare your own