Konoha: I am the Slug Daisen

Chapter 90
Hashirama, with the little slug whose main consciousness is not here, is rushing towards Nangachuan, and Madara has arrived for a minute.

"Madara, sorry, I changed my hairstyle so I'm late."

Madara glanced at his black hair straight and forgave him: "Although I have just arrived, but because you changed your hairstyle to a good one, I forgive you. But today, Nan Hechuan..."

"what happened?"

"That's right! It's Nan He Chuan!" The author smiled charmingly.

As soon as the camera turned, Hashirama and Madara came to Lu Yi's former home, where the appearance when Lu Yi left was still there, the computer was turned on, and there were eye-catching advertisements playing on it.

But Hashirama and Madara had no time to pay attention to these.They are working hard to break the so-called illusion. They thought that the computer was a new torture ninjutsu.

After a while of busy work, Madara gave up.Hashirama also gave up.

"Madara, do you feel that something is wrong?"

"Yes, I feel like this is another world. Is it a pure land?"

"I don't know, but we can go out and ask someone."

Hashirama pointed to the pedestrians passing by downstairs.

Hashirama opened the window and stood on the window sill, and said to Madara: "Why don't I go down and take a look first, and you stay here to see if there are any clues."

Madara saw that there was nothing he knew in the room except teacups and quilts, so he wanted to go with Hashirama, at least there was a help.

"Ah, someone is going to jump off the building?"

The passers-by downstairs shouted, and the world seemed to come alive. The passers-by stopped and started to look up. A "girl" in black and straight in a goose-yellow dress stood on the window sill and looked down.

A non-mainstream boy who killed Matt could be vaguely seen beside him.

"Call the police." A man took out his mobile phone.

An aunt shouted at Zhujian: "Son, what can't you think about, don't die in love, even if the boyfriend next to you doesn't love you, there are others. Think about your parents, what grievances do you have to say to your aunt? . . ”

Hashirama looked at the white-haired "grandmother" in her 60s who called herself an aunt below. Even if Hashirama's grandma was still alive, she was definitely not that old.

The more and more people gathered below, Zhu Jian didn't dare to jump down.He was afraid of hitting ordinary people, Zhujian had never seen so many people gather together in a village in a few seconds.

After a while, the ambulance vehicle Ula Ula came.

"Everyone, make room for the rescue vehicle." The "big horn" among the onlookers shouted to the crowd.

After everyone moved away, the air cushion was quickly inflated, so everyone gathered around the air cushion again, looking at Hashirama who was at a loss.

Madara, who didn't know what was going on outside, saw that Hashirama hadn't jumped yet, so he stretched his head to look outside.

"Hashirama, what are they doing?"

"They don't let me jump, are they afraid that I will hit them, but it's very convenient to go down like this."

Hashirama said to Madara with some doubts.

Hashirama's hair, which was blown by the high wind, somewhat blocked his eyes, and Hashirama's hand that had been holding on to the window frame stretched out to stroke his hair.

The actions of Mihashirama below caused a commotion, and some girls even covered their eyes, not wanting to see the bloody scene.

Hashirama had already heard the whispers of the people below.

"Did those two children meet and die in love after being rejected by their puppy love?"

"I don't know. I live upstairs in his house. I remember that there is a single otaku who looks good. Where did the girl come from? Look at that boy. With this outfit, he seems to have dropped out of school. There is no one The school will allow him to grow his hair so long."

At this time, negotiators began to knock on the door of Lu's family.

"Dangdang~ bang da!"

Madara could naturally feel someone approaching, and pulled open the still locked door, so the negotiator looked at the expressionless Madara and Hashirama with fluttering hair.

Seeing someone coming, Hashirama stopped standing on the window sill, anyway, people are ready to ask him.

"Hi, my name is Hashirama, may I ask if this is the Pure Land?"

Hashirama smiled and extended his hand to the negotiator.

The negotiator was stunned: It's not that a girl jumped off the building because of emotional reasons, it doesn't look like it either, it's probably because of the long hair that the people below didn't see it clearly.This must be a boy!

However, as a professional, he quickly adjusted his mentality. It should be a conflict between the women's clothing boss and his boyfriend, and it was probably to scare him.

It seems that today's task should be completed well.

Since he wears "women's clothing", he is playing a female role, so there is nothing wrong with it... As for the Pure Land, he has only heard of the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss.

"Of course this is not a pure land. This is the world. Look how beautiful this world is. There is no war and no hunger. Think about your parents. I don't think there are any difficulties that cannot be overcome. In the future, when you quarrel, don't stand by the window. If you fall, you will die."

Hashirama and Madara had already sensed that the people below had no Chakra, and the person who came in had no Chakra either. Even though the four people ambush outside could vaguely feel a certain threat, they still had no Chakra.

"Have you never seen a ninja?"

Ban asked tentatively.

"Ninja? Oh, you mean Naruto's ninja."

"Could it be that these two people have a second-year illness and think they know ninjutsu and plan to try it? So they didn't jump off the building just now. It's not easy to handle now." The negotiator secretly thought.

Madara glanced at Hashirama, and Hashirama shook his head. He didn't know what Naruto was, anyway, ninja should be about the same, probably meaning Hokage Ninja.

"Well, I'm not Naruto, you can call me Tukage or Mizukage. Madara is Naruto."

Hashirama said to the negotiating expert.

"Okay, it can be diagnosed, it turned out to be mental illness - these two faces were blinded in vain. If you let the groupies see the two of them, you don't know what will happen."

"He said you are Naruto and you know how to escape?" The negotiator looked at Madara, hoping that there was nothing wrong with him.

This negotiator is obviously well-informed, even dabbled in juvenile comics.

Ban didn't talk much, in order to avoid burning down the house, he rubbed a small fireball on his hand.

The meaning is obvious: "Look, Huodun, I'm Naruto, right?"

What the hell!

For the first time, a negotiator feels that his posture is too lacking. What kind of close-up magic is this?With these two strokes, he can become an international superstar, and with his good looks, he can become popular all over the world in less than a year.

The negotiator stares carefully at Madara's hand, trying to find the mechanism hidden on it.Of course he saw nothing.

He tried to touch the fireball with his hands.

Madara was so frightened that he quickly removed Chakra.

"This is looking for death. If such a fragile ordinary person touches this fireball player, he will be destroyed immediately."

Madara subconsciously glanced over his shoulder.

　Happy Christmas Eve everyone. .Sent on.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)