The Legend of Hinata of Konoha

Chapter 21 Miyamoto
"Bastard! You can't even catch anyone!"

"Then what's the use of me raising you!"

Before entering the hall, I heard a middle-aged man scolding from a distance from inside.

Snapped--

Although he didn't see what happened inside, he could still hear the sound of porcelain falling to the ground.

"Get out! Get out of here, you bastards!"

Immediately, he saw several warriors retreating from the hall in embarrassment.

"Miss in front, please wait!" He called softly.

"Huh? What's the matter?" The little girl turned around and asked with a smile.

It seems that her title of 'Miss Sister' is very useful.

"May I ask, what did these warriors do wrong? It made the people inside lose their temper!" he asked in a low voice.

Looking at the situation, the people inside lost their temper, probably because they were in a bad mood.

Although I don't know who the person who lost his temper is, but being able to lose his temper so unscrupulously in Dr. Miyamoto's house may have a lot to do with Dr. Miyamoto.

He came here this time to ask for help from others. If he rushes into an inappropriate occasion and affects other people's mood, which in turn affects his seeking medical treatment, it will be very bad.

"Oh——you mean these useless guys?" The little girl glanced at a few samurai passing by the corner, and said again: "Mr. Miyamoto asked them to arrest someone, but they didn't do well. s failure!"

"So! Mr. Miyamoto, can you not be angry!"

"It turned out to be like this!" Yi Zhe suddenly realized.

The one who lost his temper was none other than the famous doctor he was looking for this time - Miyamoto.

After he inquired, this Miyamoto was not from the iron country, but moved here in the past two years.And I haven't heard of any famous medical records.

However, since he moved here, overnight, the name of his hidden world famous doctor has been spread in the city.

Although he claimed to be a 'hermit', Yizhe was surprised that if he asked any ordinary person in the city, he seemed to have heard of his name, and he also knew that his treatment charges were very high.

If one were to ask Miyamoto about his famous diagnosis and treatment records, no one could answer.

This Miyamoto gave him the feeling that he was a charlatan who cheated on the streets in his previous life.

It's just that he has no choice at the moment, even if he feels that this Miyamoto is unreliable, he still wants to meet him.

Just like a person who fell into the water, grasping the life-saving straw, he would not let go no matter what.

"Later, you have to be careful what you say, Mr. Miyamoto is very unhappy today!" The little girl glanced around and whispered.

"Remember, young lady!" Yi Zhe replied seriously.

Although he yelled 'Miss Sister' one after another on the surface, goose bumps appeared on his arms inside the sleeves, not to mention how awkward it was.

"A man can bend and stretch!" He kept cheering himself up, suppressing the discomfort in his heart.

The little girl took Yi Zhe, and within a few steps, entered the hall.

There was a faint fragrance in the hall. There was a middle-aged man in a long gown standing with his back to the door. There was a pool of broken porcelain slag on the ground behind him, and there were many beautiful porcelains on display around him.

Yizhe relied on his extraordinary eyesight to see the wooden shelf holding the porcelain, with deep grains on the surface.

Although he didn't know what kind of wood it was, even so, he could feel that it was not ordinary wood.

"Just such a few broken frames are worth a lot. From the looks of it, this Miyamoto is very rich!"

"Such a luxurious life, where does the money to maintain this kind of life come from? Could it be that he made his fortune from high medical expenses?" He silently prepared to be ruthlessly slaughtered in his heart.

"Mr. Miyamoto, someone is here for medical treatment!" The little girl curbed her impetuousness, and solemnly reported to the middle-aged man inside after entering the hall.

"No cure, no cure! Today, the three boats will all come and die!" The middle-aged man waved his hand in refusal and shouted angrily.

Hearing this, the little girl gave him an apologetic look, and was about to take him away.

It's just that he has already come here, how could he fall short of success like this!
At that moment, he turned his heart and said loudly: "Mr. Miyamoto, why are you so angry, since they can't catch anyone, why don't you let me try?"

Hearing this, Miyamoto turned around in surprise, he really wanted to see what kind of person dared to say such big words!
What caught his eyes was a boy who looked thirteen or fourteen years old, with long black hair in a shawl, a white headband wrapped around his forehead, and a white exercise uniform. His hands were tightly bound by bandages, leaving only a few holes. One finger is out.

It seemed that there were two blows, but the opponent's hand seemed to have suffered serious injuries.

"Why do you think that you can catch the person I want?"

"Why should I trust you?" He looked at the boy in front of him with a half-smile.

"Mr. Miyamoto is worrying too much. Even if I can't catch the person you want, you have nothing to lose, right? But, if the boy is lucky enough to catch Mr. Miyamoto's target and fulfill Mr. Miyamoto's wish, please see How about my injury?" Yi Zhe said neither humble nor overbearing.

"Interesting, interesting! Even my well-trained warriors can't catch that person, you..."

"Mr. Miyamoto may have lost his mind!" Yi Zhe shook his head.

"Oh?" Miyamoto became interested.

"I'm not a samurai, I'm a ninja. Naturally, a ninja's behavior is very different from that of a samurai. Maybe with my means, I can really win the target you want!" He said to himself.

"Hahaha!"

Hearing this, Miyamoto laughed and said, "Since you insist on trying, I might as well tell you!"

It turns out that Miyamoto loves money and is also very fond of gambling.

Just a few days ago, when he went to the casino, he met a very beautiful woman who was about twenty years old.

That woman is also a gambler, she happens to be congenial with him, and she also has a bit of beauty, so Miyamoto moved his mind.

Maybe it was a chance bestowed by heaven, but for some reason, the woman's gambling luck was surprisingly poor, sometimes she couldn't even win one out of ten games, and she lost all her money very quickly.

With some strange thoughts, he generously lent money to the woman to continue gambling.

Soon, the woman also lost all the money she borrowed from him, and accumulated a huge debt from him.

However, the other party had no money to pay back at all.

Therefore, Miyamoto asked him to pay off the debt with his own body.

The woman refused to follow, she tried her best to resist, and even wounded several of Miyamoto's guards.

"That woman looks soft and weak, but her strength is not small! My three guards are all together, but they can't control her!" Miyamoto was deeply moved.

I don't know whether he felt that he didn't catch anyone, or that the woman was too powerful.

"A lot of strength?" Yi Zhe was a little confused.

It was the first time he heard someone praise a woman for her strength.

"It's true! Her strength is really great!" Hearing him talking to himself, Miyamoto was a little bit embarrassed, afraid of being underestimated by the other party, and repeatedly emphasized.

"Oh? Then I really want to see it, I have seen it!" A strange color flashed in Yi Zhe's eyes, and he was a little interested.

"By the way, kid! You still have something to prepare!" Miyamoto said suddenly.

"Ready?" Yizhe was puzzled.

"Get ready for 100 million! I'm not running a charity hall here, 100 million is the basic price, and the specific consultation fee will be added depending on the situation!" Miyamoto said casually, as if the 100 million is like a stone on the side of the road, very easy can obtain.

Yizhe originally thought that it would be easy to get Miyamoto a target and ask him to heal his wounds.But now, according to the other party's opinion, it doesn't work if you find the target, and you have to pay a consultation fee of 100 million.

At this moment, he seemed to have eaten a fly, not to mention how uncomfortable it was!
　Actually, I originally wanted to write that Miyamoto wanted the woman to pay for it.

　　Forget it after thinking about it, for fear of being harmed, write a little more euphemistically 'repay the debt with your own body' O(≧≦)O

　　
　
(End of this chapter)