Uchiha Madara's Journey to the Worlds

Chapter 201 7 One Miscalculation?

"Is it from here? The International Initiator Oversight Agency."

Looking at the ten-storey building in front of him, Uchiha Madara confirmed to Chime Natsumi who was wiping away tears.

"Well, it's here."

Wiping away the crying tears, Chime Natsumi nodded heavily, and then put on a paralyzed face similar to that of Uchiha Madara.

Try to imitate the benefactor who pulled him back from the abyss as much as possible, this is the criterion Chime Natsumi asked himself just now.

Not to mention, the girl's crimson eyes, long black hair fluttering in the wind behind her, she imitated someone and folded her hands on her chest, plus that half-faced face with facial paralysis, she looked like a girl!
"..."

Are you actually father and daughter?Why is it so similar...

Senshou Zhuma looked at a man and a woman who were doing the same pose in front of him, and couldn't help complaining in his heart.

"Hashirama, don't stand still, use the transformation technique to become that guy, and then go in with me."

Glancing at the dazed Senju Hashirama behind him, Uchiha Madara spoke in a commanding tone.

"Oh."

He replied feebly, and a symbolic seal was formed between the pillars of thousands of hands. As white smoke erupted from his body, his appearance changed into the passerby he had seen before. Very frustrating.

"Pfft...haha!"

Looking at the current appearance of Senju Bashima, Chime Natsumi couldn't keep her original expression at all, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

"..."

Is it so funny?

Senshou Zhuma touched his transformed face, and felt that it hadn't changed much from usual.

Forget it, don't care about it like a child.

"Madara, am I ugly like this?"

"It's so ugly I want to throw up."

Uchiha Madara said with a look of contempt, he would not let go of every opportunity to mock Senjujuma.

"Well, well, just treat him as really ugly."

Sighing silently, Senshou Zhujian grabbed a little loli who was still giggling, and dragged her towards the entrance of the building.

Entering the interior of the building, walking into the elevator, Uchiha Madara randomly pressed a floor, and then the elevator shook and began to rise. From the beginning to the end, Senju Bashima watched the whole process of Uchiha Madara's operation in a daze.

Madara, why is he so proficient?
"With more experience, it will come naturally."

Silently giving this answer, Uchiha Madara walked out of the open elevator door, and at the same time walked into the hall of the police assessment agency. As soon as he stepped in, several youths dressed in gangsters looked at the three of them at the same time, but there was no What to say, they just looked at it curiously, and then sat in their seats and waited for the result of the assessment.

"Tell me, where is your top leader?"

As soon as he walked to the front desk, Uchiha Madara asked the words in a flat manner, which shocked everyone around him.

"Damn it, this guy who has never seen him before, actually asked the top person in charge as soon as he came up, is there something wrong with his mind?"

At the very beginning, I noticed the gangsters of Uchiha Madara, and they had such thoughts in their hearts. Of course, they were not stupid enough to say it directly from their mouths. After all, no one wanted to make trouble for nothing.

"Uh, this first..."

A girl at the front desk barely kept a smile on her face, but her eyes were in a daze for a moment when she spoke just now.

"Sir, I'm going to inform the old man right now, please wait a moment."

The attitude of the girl at the front desk, who wanted to be perfunctory, was completely reversed. She gave Uchiha Madara a respectful look, and made a call with the landline placed aside.

What a big shot!
The few people who were waiting to watch the show were shocked when they saw this scene, complaining in their hearts that they were blind and saw the wrong person.

"Madara, what memory did you add to her?"

Senju Zhuma poked Uchiha Madara next to him with his elbow, and asked curiously.

"The friend of the top person in charge came here for investigation a few days ago. Of course, this person does not exist."

Uchiha Madara explained in a low voice.

"As expected of a benefactor, he is too powerful!"

Chime Natsumi's admiration for Uchiha Madara was once again raised to a certain level, those fiery eyes seemed to be shining like stars, she stretched out her hand and hugged Uchiha Madara's waist violently, although he was torn off by him in the next second.

"Well, I understand."

Listening to the narration on the other end of the phone, the girl at the front desk seemed to become a little nervous, with one hand tightly clutching the corner of her clothes, her brows were also furrowed.

"Sir, the old man said that if he wants to discuss something with you, please go there quickly."

The girl's words seemed a little trembling, and the forced smile on her face was also very unnatural, obviously she was afraid of the respected man in front of her.

"Could it be discovered?"

"Maybe, after all, that friend was just made up by me at will."

Uchiha Madara said to the girl, "Then take us there."

"No, no need, such a private conversation, if I go over, I may be... killed."

The last word was lip-synced by the girl. At the same time, the nervousness on the girl's face had already attracted the attention of others.

"Really? Where is he then?"

"Fifth floor, the third room after exiting the elevator..."

After getting the direction he wanted, Uchiha Madara and others set off immediately, and arrived at the door of the room in less than a minute.

"Dong dong dong..."

Madara Uchiha knocked on the door seemingly very politely, a blood-colored light already appeared in his eyes, and three jet-black hook jades slowly rotated in his eyes.

"come in."

An old voice sounded from inside the door.

"Crack."

Turning the doorknob, Madara Uchiha slowly pushed the door open, his eyes focused on the desk in the center, and the old man sitting on the recliner showed an inexplicable smile.

"My 'old friend', it's only been a few days, why are you here again?"

"Yeah, I'm here again."

Seeing the white-haired old man in front of him without any sense of crisis, Madara Uchiha narrowed his eyes slightly, and then sat casually on the sofa beside him as if at his own home, chatting like old friends for many years .

"So, my old friend, what would you like to talk to me about this time?"

The old man did not directly talk about Uchiha Madara's fake identity, but took a sip of the black tea on the table, and spit out a touch of water vapor from his mouth.

"It's like this. Recently, I suddenly became interested. I want to take a position as a policeman. With our friendship for so many years, you can't help me with this little favor, right?"

Uchiha Madara supported his cheeks with his hands, looked at the old man who was still calm, with the same smile on the corner of his mouth.

"With our relationship, how can a small policeman not be able to solve it?"

"The kind that ranks not low."

"Of course it can't be lower, haha."

Seeing these two drama masters performing their best performances, Senju Zhuma was stunned for a moment. Although Natsumi Chime didn't understand what was going on, she tried her best to pretend to be ruthless.

"Then, let's not talk about the extra nonsense, let's get straight to the point."

After chatting for a while, the old man finally lost his composure, broke the drama of the performance, and looked at the three of them with serious expressions.

"Ah."

Uchiha Madara just sneered, with a hint of disdain on his face.

"Hey, the two who escaped the detection of the Self-Defense Forces and climbed over the high wall to enter the Tokyo area from the occupied area without authorization, are you?"

Looking at Uchiha Madara sitting on the sofa and Senju Bashira standing at the door, the old man spoke slowly.

"Yes, so what?"

"Give the two of you a chance to be loyal to our Tokyo, we can be generous and give you unimaginable benefits."

"but……"

There was a sneer on the old man's face.

"The consequence of refusal is one word, death, so you have no right to choose."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Seeing the old man's righteous words, Madara Uchiha couldn't help laughing.

"why are you laughing?"

The old man's expression became unkind.

"Laugh at your ignorance, at your arrogance, at your...so-called pity."

After laughing, the expression on Uchiha Madara's face also cooled down.

"It feels like our lives are all given by you, old man, where do you have the confidence to kill us?"

"Oh, young man, don't be too arrogant."

The old man holding a round wooden crutch also sneered, as if reminding him out of kindness.

"Your fate is indeed in the hands of this old man."

As soon as the words fell, a sharp piercing sound came from the side instantly, and a small figure flew out from a dark corner, wiping the black sharp blade towards Uchiha Madara's throat.

"..."

Sharingan squinted at the black shadow rushing out, Uchiha Madara took a step back, dodging the sharp knife cutting towards his throat, and thrust out his palm at the red-eyed girl in front of him.

However, the opponent's amazing reflexes allowed her to avoid the palm stabbed by Uchiha Madara, and even attacked him on the other side at an inhuman speed.

Madara Uchiha was a little surprised by this. The Sangouyu Sharingan in his eyes instantly caught the girl's attack trajectory. Avoiding the cutting of the sharp blade with his palm, he grabbed her wrist with his backhand and pulled it violently.

But the girl directly gave up the weapon in this hand, and with the force of Uchiha Madara's pull, her calf slammed on the ground, her petite body turned over and jumped into the air, her two calves in white stockings were tightly coiled Uchiha Madara's neck, the black sharp blade on the other hand pierced his head directly, and blood sprayed out in the room.

"spot!!"

The shrill cry from Chime Natsumi sounded the second after Uchiha Madara's head was chopped off in half.

"What a great show."

The old man couldn't help applauding.

Then the little girl, whose face was still stained with blood, was stunned for a moment, pierced her chest with one hand, and threw her petite body off her body.

"This is an excellent reversal..."

Turning his head to look at the astonished old man, the clone of Mu Dun who had lost half of his head said mockingly.

"Isn't it?"

In the next second, the old man's eyes were replaced by endless blood...

(End of this chapter)