Journey from Naruto

Chapter 143 What to Do When Opinions Contradict
"Temporary workers?!"

Hearing what Jing Xing said, and after carefully reading the assignment letter, Mrs. Asama was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

What kind of trouble is this Konoha going to do?How dare you send a temporary worker and a child who don't even have a quota to deal with them?
Letting these two people escort him to the Land of Snow, how can his ideas come true?How could these two be able to beat the storm?

"I said, don't look down on the temporary workers, okay?"

Seeing Mrs. Asama's face so dark that it was about to drip ink, Jing Xing frowned impatiently, and the chakra in his body burst out instantly.

"The reason why I am a temporary worker is not because I am not strong enough, but because I am too lazy to join the official ninja establishment, understand?"

"Gudong..."

Seeing the crack that centered on the place where Jing Xing was standing and spread out like a spider web towards the surroundings, Santafu Asama and the others swallowed involuntarily.

This temporary worker doesn't seem to be what they thought, his strength is very poor!
"Okay, you guys hurry up and get ready, go to the Snow Country as soon as possible to finish the work, so I can go back and open my restaurant as soon as possible!"

Withdrawing his chakra, he waved his hands at Mrs. Asama and the others, and Jing Xing leaned against the big tree next to him, closed his eyes and meditated.

"Uh, ok, ok, let's get ready!"

With the threat of force just now, San Taifu Qianjian didn't dare to underestimate Jing Xing anymore, while replying respectfully, San Taifu Qianjian looked at Fenghua who was still tied there light snow.

"Well, can I trouble you to let Miss Feng Xuee go first?"

"Oh, I almost forgot!"

Jing Xing slapped his head violently, only then did he remember that Fenghua Xiaoxue was still tied up, so he immediately had a thought and untied Mu Dun's power.

"Miss Feng Xuee, let's pack up our things quickly and get ready to go to Snow Country!"

While talking, Mrs. Asama was about to step forward and take Fenghua Xiaoxue back to pack her things.

however……

"I dont go……"

Fenghua Xiaoxue turned her head to the side with a cold face, her attitude was very firm.

"Santafu, just give up, I will never go to Snow Country with you!"

For Fenghua Xiaoxue, the current Snow Country is undoubtedly a nightmare that she can't get rid of. Do you want her to go to Snow Country?Even if Fenghua Xiaoxue died today, she would never agree.

"Miss Fuyuki..."

Mrs. Asama was about to say a few more words of persuasion, but before he could say a word of persuasion, he saw a strange man all in black suddenly appearing from the shadow under Fenghua Xiaoxue's feet, and then struck a knife It hit Fenghua Xiaoxue's neck.

"???"

"If you keep lingering, it will be almost dark, and my Jing Xing's time is very valuable!"

Facing the bewildered expressions of Mrs. Asama and others, Jing Xing calmly raised his finger and pointed to the sun in the sky.

As a certain writer Lu once said, if we find that there is a problem that cannot be solved for a while, then we might as well change our thinking and go directly to solve the person who raised the problem!

In the same way, since everyone's opinions are contrary, those who have different opinions are directly resolved. In this way, the opinions can naturally be unified!
Therefore, since Fenghua Xiaoxue is not willing to board the boat to go to Snow Country, she should be knocked unconscious before taking her on the boat. When she wakes up, the fleet has already set off to the vast sea. Can you jump off a boat and drown yourself?

Mrs. Asama and the others silently supported Fenghua Xiaoxue to pack her luggage and made preparations before departure, but a short middle-aged man wearing sunglasses jumped out of the crowd in front of Jing Xing.

"Mr. Jing Xing, right? I'm the director of Princess Fengyun's crew, and I want to ask you something!"

The director looked at the place where the ghost soldier disappeared, and asked excitedly: "Is that black monster just now your special ninjutsu? Can you only summon one? Or can you summon many?"

"Why are you asking this?"

Jing Xing glanced at the director, not understanding why the other party asked this.

"It's like this. I think the image of the weirdo just now is very suitable to be a villain. If possible, I want you to name it or them, and play the role of the villain in the movie!"

Even with sunglasses on his face, it still couldn't block the director's shining eyes.

"If the number is small, we will set it as an important role under the final boss. If the number is large enough, we will set them as the most loyal troops of the devil..."

The director excitedly talked to Jing Xing about his plan in a flash of inspiration, completely oblivious to the desperate eyes of the screenwriter with Mediterranean hair behind him.

May I ask what should the screenwriter do to protect his few hairs while thinking hard about changing the script?
"Oh, you don't have to think about it, my ghost soldier is not used to make movies for you!"

The expression on Jing Xing's face was very indifferent, but he stretched out his right hand in front of the director, and rubbed his thumb, index finger and middle finger together.

Although the main role of the ghost soldier is not to make movies, but if the director is sincere enough, he doesn't mind letting the ghost soldier broaden his work channels and take on two more different jobs to support his family!
"Mr. Jing Xing, don't worry, the salary is definitely not a problem!"

Seeing Jing Xing's hand gesture, the director understood it, and immediately laughed tacitly, while using gestures to draw a number for Jing Xing.

As a well-known director in the entire ninja world, he still has no shortage of money, and the investment of Princess Fengyun's crew is quite large.

"That's good. If the director needs ghost soldiers, just tell me directly. There is no problem with how many ghost soldiers you want!"

Seeing this, Jing Xing also laughed, and while laughing, he patted his chest to reassure the director.

In the slightly dim room, Fenghua Xiaoxue lying on the bed frowned, and slowly opened her eyes.

"Hiss, it hurts so much, where am I?"

Raising her hand and rubbing her aching neck, Fenghua Xiaoxue suddenly felt an ominous premonition.

This slightly swaying feeling, as well as the smell of the sea that spread to the tip of the nose, could it be...

"Miss Feng Xuee, you're awake!"

A female staff member came in, saw Fenghua Xiaoxue who had woken up, and hurriedly stepped forward to help Fenghua Xiaoxue to sit up.

"Where are we now?"

Fenghua Xiaoxue asked nervously, afraid that what she heard would be the answer she imagined.

(End of this chapter)