He heard the whistle of something cutting through the air behind him.
Uchiha Jin instinctively twisted aside. Two kunai sliced through his clothes, but fortunately did no real damage.
"Kill him!"
Seeing their surprise attack fail, the two drunks attacked him head-on.
At the same time, several black-clad ninja stepped out of the darkness, drew the tachi at their waists, and joined the fight.
"A premeditated assassination."
Uchiha Jin activated his Three Tomoe, finding the scene familiar.
Someone had once used this very method against him.
What happened afterward was easy enough to imagine.
They had turned into a mist of blood on the spot.
He had not expected anyone to still dare send assassins after him.
Uchiha Jin had no weapons on him. He used genjutsu to control a sword-wielding ninja, killed him, then seized his weapon and charged into the crowd to begin the slaughter.
Aside from the two who had first attacked him, who were Jonin,
the others were mostly Chunin, with two Special Jōnin among them.
Against Uchiha Jin, a lineup like this was as flimsy as paper.
In less than five minutes, not one remained alive.
All the bodies had been thrown into a pile. Uchiha Jin sat on them with his chin resting in one hand, looking bewildered.
"Am I actually sick or not?"
Earlier, when he had seen the two drunks, the thought that they intended to assassinate him had surfaced in his mind.
He had thought it was persecutory paranoia.
The facts proved that his premonition had been right.
"Then wouldn't that mean..."
Uchiha Jin frowned. "Could Minato Namikaze really have drugged me?"
That made no sense.
Although he had offended many people to obtain justice points, he had never made a mistaken judgment.
Even an old fellow like Hiruzen Sarutobi, who