Masked Man In Naruto Novels & Stories

At that moment, he jerked his head upwards as he shot a silver needle out. A man dressed in black stood on a large tree twenty meters ahead, his face obscured by a mask. The person dogged the needle nimbly, like an agile monkey. He hopped quickly down from the tree and soon landed on the ground. James stared at the masked man in front of him. He could sense a strong bloodlust from him. It was an aura that he had never encountered before. Someone who possessed such an intense murderous aura was someone whose hands were stained with blood.

That person hugged Kyra's charred body, and he also hugged Miren. The stranger's attack on Lucas was so strong that he was unable to defend himself. It was so strong that it caused blood to flow from the inside of his mouth to the outside. He stood up, seeing Kyra and Miren in the stranger's lap, was extremely indignant, gritting his teeth and threatening the opponent. “Quickly let go of the two people in your arms. Those two are not people you can touch." That mysterious man was wearing a jet-black mask, and on his body was a very large cloak that covered his entire body inside. But the noble and dangerous aura he exuded made anyone wary, and Lucas was no exception.

After Alex closed the back door and locked it, there was already someone with dark clothes waiting at the end of the hallway, right at the kitchen's doorframe. The person was tall and by how broad the shoulder looks like, the person is a male. The man was wearing a tight veil and a mask, all black in color. He was also wearing black top and bottom, his calves were bandaged and he was wearing some kind of boots with the toes open. "Out of my way, shinobi-kun." Kiyo said to the man. She stood in front of the man with a tired look. "Kiyo-sama. Pardon me but I have to ask your whereabouts and Haato-san." Said the man with a gruffy and guttural voice. His voice tone was very heavy that if one hea

His hands were veined, like someone who often spends his mornings or evenings at the gym. Her jaw was very firm, giving a masculine impression to his small face. His nose was sharp, his gaze was sharp and deep. The look in his eyes really looked familiar. The ash gray mane complements the look that looks amazing at that time, making anyone who sees it will think that he is a Japanese manga character who has been brought into the real world with the help of the Gods. This man is not human. Everyone will label him with a sentence like that. Realizing that Malia noticed such detail, the man immediately gave a sweet smile. Malia blinked quickly. Very disrespectfully, she returned to pay attentio

Seeing how affectionate he was Hinata drew closer and hugged him tightly. The sound of the door made him glance back, with a grin on his face, "I thought so"; he murmured and stood up to go see for himself When he slid the door and went out the hoodie man was about to jump off the fence, both had eye contact but the mask he was wearing beneath didn't let Renji have a clear view of his face. He smiled and walked back into the house, picked up his phone, and call the person he was going to assign to watch over Hinata.

Without a second thought, he removed his mouth mask, so that I can see his face. "What? Kazuo?" ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ Let's guess, guys. Who was the man with sharp eyes like an eagle, who had helped Mizu in the past? See you 👋 LOVE ALL❤️

"Nowhere, to be exact. I was just... admiring the paintings' magnificence." When I turned around, he was in his bathrobe, exposing some of his chest and well-built abs, and water was streaming from his body. He appeared to be a male lead from a manga. His skin appears shiny yet, when touched, I think it would have a rough roughness. Furthermore, Mr Martinez was not wearing a mask. I've never seen him without the mask since I moved into this place. This is also the first time I've seen his face.

He showed his right thumb to me, the rows of white teeth that were neatly lined up looked dazzling, very similar to the character Teacher Man in the Naruto story. "Hehehe!" Tch. I shook my head and then got up. Looking for Mama's whereabouts. A light pat on the shoulder made me look back spontaneously. Who else if not Mother. The woman with a dress with a brown head scarf stretched out until her waist was looking at me, hips on her hands. Ouch! So he looks very barbaric. Looks like a gangster thug next door. Mother flicked my forehead. Looks like he knows that I have odd thoughts to him. Trying to avoid the flick, but still hit. I grinned while chuckling holding my forehead.

Then, a rough voice spoke. "Take her to the Boss. Renjiro wants to see her himself." A harsh grip yanked her up, forcing her onto her feet despite the lingering weakness in her body from the drug they had used on her. Her breath came out heavy, heart pounding as she felt their vice-like hold around her arms. After what felt like an eternity, they stopped. The air was colder now—this had to be a larger space, possibly Renjiro Takahashi’s main hideout. Suddenly, a hand fisted her hair and yanked her head upward. A sharp gasp escaped her lips as the cloth over her eyes was torn away, making her blink rapidly as light flooded her vision. Standing before her was an older man, his gaze sharp, his

Freddy called loudly, he was still facing his table and was trying to light another round of marijuana. A man with a mask on his face entered the room immediately, he was dressed like the other guards; they all wore suits, but there was something different about him and it wasn’t the mask, instead of a gun; he was holding a sword. From his name, Simon could deduce that he wasn’t American, he was definitely Japanese, his name and the sword confirmed it. “I’m here shisho [Master],” Hatake replied sharply. “Show it to him,” Freddy ordered, puffing his just lighted marijuana all over the place.