Minato 4th Hokage Novels & Stories

Matteo looked around and smirked, he looked at one of his men, "Is this it?." "Yes boss," The man replied, lowering his head, and for the first time in their trip downtown, Zavi asked, "Where is this place?." Matteo grinned, "Let's go. You'll find out." They waited as one of Matteo's men pressed the doorbell. A few seconds later, the oak door opened revealing a man. The man was in his mid-forties, with brown hair and brown eyes. He was stunned immediately when he saw Matteo and Zavi at his door, his shocked expression slowly replaced with fear.

His image is like a guardian angel, who came to rescue me from the cruelty in the eyes of the man I once loved. Hiroki's maneuvers are amazing, he manages to defeat many soldiers with just a sword; he pushes Satoshi to a wall leaving him without any advantage hitting his head without being able to move, more soldiers appeared until we were surrounded. Hiroki stood in front of me as a human shield preventing them from doing any damage to me, however, he couldn't do much since we were already surrounded.

As I came around the corner, I realized I had found Hachiro. “Come on, mother fuckers? You think you’re tough cause you got to join a yakuza clan. Bring it fuckers? I was born into this clan. I was the personal bodyguard of the heir. I was the guard of Kitsune. You pathetic whelps ain’t got shit on me. You only managed to catch me because you gassed our house. And if my wife or baby are hurt from that, I’m resurrecting you to kill you again.” Hachiro was shouting as he used a steel pipe to bash in heads.

Because of his spy always scolds their transaction and blocks the entry of dollars into the black serpent that they can use that start and overthrow everyone involved. Bang! On the arm, she shot. The blood came out like a faucet. "Madam!" Naruto is the secret agent and reaper. He is the one who works well even without him. "What!?" She was angry that she didn't look back. "That guy is still tough." Naruto kept his face serious. "Yeah! I know. He wants more torturing him! Before speaking." Her voice was high. "Ha-ha..ha.." It was hard to laugh. Because of the blood lost in its body.

Even the lords of the Kazakares and the giants of Humshu island attended. Lord Yokohama Yokozuna came dressed in the red armor of his clan. The Yokozuna is a clan of big dark-haired people with an even bigger temper to go with their body weight, this earned them the nickname "raging canons" among enemies and companions alike. Their beasts, the Maitzu are huge-shelled creatures. This allowed them to be able to build structures on their backs and attack from them. A raging Maitzu is unstoppable and no building can stand in its way for long. The Yokozuna clan is the best infantry in all of the human kingdoms and arguably the best in the whole of Mundillum.

"I'm sorry but I've been busy." Nico's gaze shifted to me and he looked back at Higan with a smile. "You finally brought someone? Is he the one keeping you busy?" "Hi," I greeted nervously. Nico leaned on the counter, his platinum blonde hair falling over his eyes slightly. "Hi. What's your name?" "Jamie." "Nice to meet you, Jamie. I'm glad that you're together with Hig. He sometimes wanders about like a lost soul with all his talk about not being able to love freely."

He added as the vehicle conveyed all of us to the towering building that was Blue Mountains. The was a whole lot of activities taking place all at once as the door of the vehicle was opened up. We all took our time to alight. I was curious to see what he looked like after all these years. Isabella held my hand and together we followed the Kishimotos toward the elevator. As the lift took us the floor of the meeting, Kishimoto spoke. "He is here." "How can you tell?" I asked. "I can feel his hate, he used this elevator," Hashirama said.

The lights above the ring cast harsh shadows across his body, every muscle defined, every movement precise. His opponent towered over most men. Not over Kane. Not really. The man swung. Wild. Desperate. Kane moved like it was nothing. A shift. A step. Like he had already calculated everything before it happened. Mona's pulse quickened as she watched. This wasn't like anything she had seen before. This wasn't sport. This was control. The man lunged again. Kane slipped past it. And then— Impact. A right hook. Clean.