Naruto I really don't want to play gymnastics

Chapter 61 61. Prelude
Chen Kai, who had finished his work, put his hips on his hips, and looked at Kenichiro Hirota and Minato Namikaze with trepidation. More than 100 clones of shadows were uniform, and there was always an indescribable feeling.

Chen Kai: "How is it? Is it amazing, is it the first time to try multiple shadow clones at this level?"

Hirota Kenichiro's tone was a little disdainful: "Do you call your split shadow clones multiple shadow clones? Constipation comes faster than yours."

"Did you say so, Minato?"

Hirota Kenichiro's name for Namikaze Minato has changed from Namikaze-sama to Minato. It can only be said that it is too late to meet each other.

"That's right." Namikaze Minato nodded, "Normal shadow clones are at the level of tens or hundreds at a time."

"Oh?" Chen Kai raised his eyebrows: "Then how much can you make?"

"Say less than two hundred." Hirota Kenichiro replied arrogantly.

Chen Kai was a little surprised, covered his mouth, and said cooperatively: "Wow, so you are qualified to learn forbidden arts when you are Anbu, are you still short of people, do you provide food and shelter?"

Forehead.
Hirota Kenichiro waved his hands quickly after hearing Chen Kai's words: "It's not me, it's Minato, at least two hundred."

Chen Kai rolled his eyes: "It's not you, you said you were lonely."

He turned his head to Namikaze Minato: "How to say, show me?"

"Hehehe" Namikaze Minato scratched his head in embarrassment: "Why don't we just forget about it?"

Chen Kai: "Tch, if you don't know what you pretend to know, you're an idiot, two idiots."

Namikaze Minato: "."

Kenichiro Hirota: "."

It seems that the combined appetite of the two of them is not as big as Chen Kai, who is 5 years old.
Konoha meeting room.

A group of top Hokage executives sat in a row in the conference room, their expressions a little excited.

Mito Enmon looked at Sarutobi Hiruzen who was sitting in the first place with a smile on his face, and confirmed to him: "Hirozawa, is the news reliable?"

Hiruzaru Sarutobi nodded, and glanced around: "It's the news brought by Minato, saying that this kid Maitekai discovered a chakra mine."

At this time, Sarutobi Hiruzen finally raised his eyebrows, usually he, Hokage, wiped the ass of that kid Maitekai, but this time, this kid won his praises.

Zhuanzhu Xiaochun couldn't wait to say: "Then what are you waiting for, send people to control that area quickly, so as not to be snatched by the enemy country."

Sarutobi Hiruzen looked at others: "What about your opinions?"

"agree."

"Seconded."

"Seconded."

"What about you, Danzo?"

Hiruzaru Sarutobi looked at Danzo Shimura who said nothing, and felt a little abnormal. This was not like his old friend's usual style.

Danzo Shimura, who was sitting on the right side of Hiruzaru Sarutobi, leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, and said lightly, "I agree."

"Very well, unanimous vote."

Hiruzen Sarutobi ordered to the secretary of the Nara clan beside him:
"Let Maoshuo lead the team to meet Chen Kai and the others, we must ensure that the initiative of the mine is in our hands."

"Yes, three generations of adults."

The meeting ended in a hurry, and Danzo Shimura returned to his roots with a gloomy expression on his face.

"Metkay?"

"Is Hirizhan trying to pave the way for him or Minato?"

"Ri Zhan, since that's the case, don't blame me."

He squatted down at the root of the mask on the ground, "After Maitekai comes back, find a way to absorb him to the root."

"If he refuses, you know what to do."

The root of the mask responded and disappeared into the darkness instantly.

Shimura Danzo looked at the deep darkness, his eyes gradually became deep, and he murmured: "Maitkai"

The border of the country of thunder.

A group of wheat-skinned ninjas wearing forehead vests were walking straight in one direction.

On this trip they all received the same order:
Occupy the initiative in the mine at all costs.

The leading man is named Takeo Tsuruta, and he is one of the few elite Jnin left in the Land of Thunder.

At the same time, he is also one of the users of Thunder Knife, the standard weapon of Thunder Country.

After World War II, most of the thunder knives were damaged and could not be used, which greatly reduced Yun Nin's combat power, and as one of the users, he also deeply understood what this mine was doing to the country of thunder at this time.

Looking at the resolute look on his companion's face, Takeo Tsuruta became more confident in his heart:

"Everyone, speed up, there are only 80 kilometers left to the target location."

"Yes!"

A handsome man in the team accompanied by Takeo Tsuruta was a little puzzled.

His name is Murakami Liangma, and he was a newly promoted special Jonin after World War II, because a member of Takeo Tsuruta's team died in World War II.

At the age of 25, he successfully joined the team led by the elite Jonin of the Land of Thunder.

Murakami: "Captain, do we have to go to war with Konoha's ninjas? After all, we have just experienced World War II, and the village can't bear these losses. Why can't we develop together with the other party?"

The originally lively discussions disappeared in an instant, replaced by only the knocking and panting sounds of feet stepping on the ground.

The accompanying people all looked at Murakami with dissatisfaction, and even Takeo Tsuruta blushed with anger. He once watched Konoha's ninja stabbing into the chest of his team members.

It can be said that among the group, except Yoshima Murakami, the medical ninja who was supporting in the rear, more or less, they all have a certain hatred for Konoha.

Takeo Tsuruta's eyes were a little red, and the veins on his neck were bulging. He roared at Yoshima Murakami, "Shut up!"

"If there are similar words again, get out of my team!"

".Yes." Murakami Liangma was frightened by the captain's sudden anger, shrunk his neck in fear, and looked around in horror, but found that the colleagues who were chatting with him just now were all staring at him. looked at him indifferently.

As if looking at a stranger.

At this time, Murakami looked around, as if looking at a dark abyss, swallowing him.

on the carriage.

Ying 1 was lazily lying on the roof of the car, with the grapes handed over by the butler in his mouth.

Uehara Nao was a little worried, kept looking back, and asked, "Mr. Ninja, are you okay?"

"Well, don't worry." Ying 1 replied inarticulately: "I'm fine, don't worry, as long as I haven't dissipated, it means that the body is fine."

"Really, then I'm relieved." Uehara Nao Mikage 1 was so determined that the stone in his heart dropped a little.

And Ying 1 was a little worried. Although he didn't know the purpose of the cloud ninja who was killed by the body before staying there as a bandit, he always had some bad premonitions.

It's like, you kill someone's high-level executives, but you still go to other people's civilians to earn their hard-earned money
If I were from the Kingdom of Thunder, I would definitely see a Konoha and kill a Konoha.

Forget it, forget it, I don't care about it anymore, after all, the task received by the ontology is just to escort the other party to the Land of Thunder safely.

(End of this chapter)