Konoha Hits The Soul

"The last one, the last one..."

Late at night, Konoha Village, inside a wine house.

Under dim and dim light.

Nara Changliu leaned her body on the counter exhaustedly, while she was alone with the fried meat and dried pickles in the small plate in front of her, drinking soju glass after glass, her eyes fascinated.

After taking off the root mask that gave him a great sense of security, he seems to be no longer in the root, killing the decisive ninja "巳", only Danzo, but just a sense of insecurity and life. Suffering, somewhat bald middle-aged uncle.

It's so uncomfortable!

He shook his head and tugged his collar boredly.

How come I...reduced to this tragic appearance?

At the beginning, relying on the shadow "Forbidden Technique" that was instructed by an arm, he crawled to the position beside Danzo little by little. Although because of the rules of "root", he felt no different from others, but he could feel the shots around him. The kind of envious eyes.

Especially after returning to the family, even the patriarch who didn't pay much attention to him in the past was kind to him, and even when his grandma passed away, he personally presided over the funeral for him.

Everything should be getting better...

Everything should be!

It's all because of the leaker! Messed up everything!

These days, for the finishing touches, he has killed enough people!

Most of them are just children, and some of them are juniors he has ever met!

However, he still started.

Resolute, cruel, and merciless.

Strictly follow Lord Danzo's instructions to cover up all traces.

Only when dealing with the kid Hyuga Teru.

He was angry.

He thought of the little devil named "Qianye Shunyi".

The kid who suddenly changed Danzo's attitude towards him after the encounter with Lord Danzo.

If you don't have that kid, would you not be exposed to these dirty things? Wouldn't it be unlucky to end the leaker's affairs?

Damn it!

He cursed secretly and pressed his bald forehead.

This damn line of fortune!

This damn leaker!

This damn Qianye...

Why!

It's empty again.....

He raised the empty jug and tapped the counter impatiently: "Madam boss, get the wine!"

However, the plump and faint-looking woman sat in the back kitchen, motionless as if she hadn't heard it.

"Damn, are you deaf!"

Nara roared impatiently, and was about to get up. A pot of warm soju was placed in front of him: "Sorry, guest officer, the lady boss is not feeling well. She has to rest in the back kitchen for a while. I will leave it to me for the time being. To entertain you."

Nara Changliu raised her head and glanced at the person. Under her drunken eyes, she could vaguely see a young man who seemed to have never seen him, but he felt a little familiar.

It seems that I have seen each other somewhere.

"Who are you?"

"Ci Xian."

With a kind smile on the face of the young man, he poured a glass of wine for Nara Chang Liu: "The younger one is called Ci Xian, the lady boss's distant nephew."

"Cixian?"

Nara Changliu frowned. He is a frequent visitor to this store. Every time I feel bored after performing a mission, I will come here alone to drink soju.

Can I recall that in my memory, it seems that I have never heard of the lady boss having a nephew named "Cixian"?

The body's instincts made him vigilant inexplicably, and even the intoxicating alcohol in his mind was mostly sober.

Looking at the wine glass in front of him, the transparent liquid seemed to be free of impurities.

Chang Liu narrowed his eyes and handed the wine glass to the young man: "You, drink."

"That's not good."

The young man waved his hand quickly: "The little one is still working, and the wife of the boss knows that he will be beaten."

"I say."

Chang Liu's breath became more chilled, and the murderous intent accumulated over the years overflowed. Once it appeared, the temperature of the surrounding space dropped a little bit, "Let you drink!"

Forced by the harsh killing intent, the young man's face immediately sweated with fear.

"Drink! I drink!"

The young man quickly raised his glass and drank it in one fell swoop.

The inexplicable spicy sensation poured into his throat, and the young man's face flushed, and he coughed violently immediately.

From beginning to end, Nara Changliu stared at the young man with piercing eyes, taking every small movement into his eyes.

But until the end, the young people were intact, nothing unusual.

Did I think too much?

Nara Changliu hesitated for a moment, watching the young man filled him with a glass of wine, but did not take the glass, but directly took out a wad of wine money from the wallet and placed it on the table.

"Well, that's it for today."

Nara Changliu stood up, the restlessness in his heart still made him decide to leave here immediately.

Perhaps, I shouldn't come again in the future.

"The rest of the wine is for you."

He snorted, turned and left.

But inexplicably, there was a chill in my heart.

He found that he did not know when he was the only customer left in the entire izakaya.

what happened?

Chang Liu's hand was subconsciously placed on the ninja bag around his waist, but a dizzy feeling of depression went straight to his forehead along his chest.

He was unstable, and his body swayed.

This is......

poisoned?

when?

He staggered back and looked at the young man behind him who was squinting his eyes and showing him a kind smile. An unbelievable sense of horror emerged in the depths of his eyes: "How is it possible, I clearly didn't..."

"I didn't drink, did you?"

Just when Changliu was astonished, the young man who claimed to be "Cixian" took the words: "Who said that the wine is poisonous? Don't this kind of old-fashioned bridge feel too outdated?"

While speaking, the young man pointed to the fragrant smoker on the side: "Senior, the times have changed. From the time you walked in here, you will inevitably be caught by my exclusive toxin.

As for other customers, sorry, there is a thing in this world called Shadow Clone. "

"You...who are you?"

Nara Changliu let out a low growl, unable to hold it any longer, knelt on the ground in embarrassment, feeling helpless: "Who are you anyway!"

"who am I?"

A dangerous smile appeared on the young man's face: "Of course I am Ci Xian."

The young man's mouth curled up, walked to Nara Changliu's body, squatted down, and whispered into Changliu's ear: "Senior, Danzo-sama asked me to tell you, hard work, the position you left. , I will do it for you..."

"!!!"

Nara Changliu's eyes widened, and the whites of her eyes were covered with scarlet blood, bringing a touch of beastly ferociousness, surging with anger.

Although he had had similar ideas before, he did not expect that Danzo would actually do something to him.

After all, there are so many curses to protect against leaks, even if Danzo is not at ease, he should leave himself a life.

Do you have to force me to die?

Lord Danzo, I have paid so much for you! Loyal to you! Why do you have to do this to me!

Since you are so unkind, don't blame me for being unrighteous to you!

A secret seal was quietly closed.

The next moment.

The dark shadow sprang out from the ground and pierced the young man's throat in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, without hesitation.

Under the shadow of the package.

As if a layer of black armor was draped on his body.

Nara Changliu didn't seem to be poisoned. He gritted his teeth, didn't even turn his head, and rushed out of the house.

From now on, there is only one name in his heart.

"Shimura Danzō!"

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