Tokyo's Only Hokage
Chapter 349

The Twelve Divine Generals

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The old hag's glib tongue, threats, and enticements failed to change her fate. The silver tongue she used to deceive the masses was shredded by an iron sand spear, and her entire head burst like a tomato crushed underfoot. She died on the spot.

"Ha... haha..."

After watching the culprit who had destroyed her family meet such a brutal end, Toru Yamashita's younger sister fainted amid her overwhelming joy and grief.

Startled, Toru Yamashita quickly lowered his head to check on her.

Crackle!

Several blue arcs danced over the exposed back of his head and neck. The air immediately filled with the stench of burning protein, like the smell left by an electric flyswatter.

Several flying insects trying to slip through the opening were reduced to ash.

Magnet Release: Iron Sand Binding Coffin.

Without even looking up, Toru Yamashita swept his right hand down. The iron sand behind him hummed as it formed a black arm and struck down behind him.

The Black man pretending to lie limp on the ground sensed trouble. He sprang up and nimbly dodged.

The iron sand hand missed.

"Yeah, how'd you spot me, Angleboy?"

The attacker was the Black man who had been paired with Toru Yamashita's sister at the mass wedding.

He was tall and thin, with several dreadlocks hanging over his forehead. Whenever he opened his mouth, his words carried the rap cadence that came naturally to Black people.

"Of course I recognized you."

Only after checking his sister and confirming that, fortunately, nothing serious was wrong did Toru Yamashita raise his head and address the Black man.

"M-FXXX, no way! My debut performance, and I already got fans?"

Surprise covered the Black man's face. He waved his arms and legs, unable to resist breaking into song, dance, and rap.

The moment

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