The self-growth of Konoha's bastard

"Madara-sama, it's about to begin."

Hei Qiqi suddenly poked his head out of the soil and said this to Master Madara who was motionless on the stone chair.

Master Ban opened his eyes and took a look at the darkness, "If there is a child worth cultivating, find an opportunity to bring him back..."

"There should be some goals," Hei Qiqi emerged from the soil while forming a seal to create a White Zetsu, "If the two major ninja villages of Konoha and Kumo ninja do not have a child that satisfies Madara-sama, your plan We have to continue to postpone it.”

"Tell me, what's going on over there now?"

Hei Qiqi patted Bai Jue's head twice, as if he was debugging a signal.

"Well... there are many ninjas waiting under a big rock. There are sand ninjas, rock ninjas, Kiri ninjas and rain ninjas, Taki ninjas." Shiro looked at the sky in despair, grinning at Hei Qiqi and Madara. Have a smile.

So stupid!

Hei Qiqi covered his head, and kept complaining in his mind that Bai Jue's IQ must have been infected by the tree king's joke. What Hei Qiqi and Madara need is information about the battle situation. Who asked you which parties are involved in the action?

It secretly carried out the thing personally, but also who knows who did it?

Hei Qiqi patted Bai Jue on the shoulder and said in a tone of asking you to be smarter, "Don't worry about the people who attacked you. Keep the nearby Bai Jue away from them and hide yourself so as not to be discovered. It's nothing." Don’t send back the information you used, just send back the battle information.”

"Well... don't worry about them?"

Bai Jue turned his head and glanced at Madara on the stone chair. When he found that he had no objection, he swallowed and began to twist towards the ground.

"Then I'll tell them."

Bai Jue sank into the ground as he spoke. However, just when Bai Jue was about to sink into the ground, this guy suddenly twisted and emerged from the ground.

"That's right, White Zetsus heard that a very delicious ramen restaurant opened in Konoha recently. Can we go and eat it?"

.......

Hei Qiqi didn't say anything. How come you, a chakra aggregate with divine tree cells all over your body, think about eating it all day long?

You are an advanced life form that can neither eat nor drink. Please be a little more conscious, my friend!

Facing the expectant Bai Jue, this guy stepped on Bai Jue's shoulder with his right foot and just stepped on it, completely ignoring Bai Jue who was shaking and screaming strangely.

After Bai Jue completely disappeared, Madara looked at Hei Qiqi with a strange expression, "Is this really my will clone too?"

Madara felt that his will clone could not be so cute and cute.

"Uh...."

Hei Qiqi smiled awkwardly, "Maybe something strange got into Hashirama's cells during the division..."

Madara recalled the scene when the tree king's funny boy happily told him to be the first Hokage when Konoha was founded, and the stinky look on the little prince's face. He muttered to himself that he really couldn't do it himself. It would be a pity to kill Senju Tobirama.

Underground at the border of the Land of Fire, Madara and Kuroko are waiting for White Zetsu's live broadcast of the battlefield. The Anbu and Roots on Konoha's side have completed their task assignments and are hiding near Konoha and Kumo ninja candidates respectively.

As soon as an attack starts, these Konoha ninjas hiding in the dark will immediately lock the direction of the enemy's attack.

"咚咚-"

creak-

"Three generations of adults."

As the secretary of the Uchiha Security Department, Oichi, opened the door of the office, the third generation with his hands behind his back appeared in the sight of Oichi and the secretary.

"Jiichi, you should know the situation." Sandai turned to look at the secretary.

The secretary tilted his head towards Sandaime in response to Sandaime's gaze. After getting a nod from him, the secretary walked out of the office and closed the office door.

"Our family is no longer in the decision-making meeting." Yuichi said to the third generation after the secretary left.

After hearing this, Sandai frowned and looked at Yuichi deeply. What he meant was that he would not care about this matter.

As the village chief, the third generation can naturally mobilize Uchiha in the form of orders, but the specific personnel to be mobilized will still go through the hands of Yuichi.

If the third generation transferred Uchiha only protects Uchiha or takes the opportunity to do something else, then it would be better for the third generation not to come to Yuichi.

Looking at the cold face of the third generation, Tsuyoshi smiled and said calmly, "Actually, you should go to Senjuri for this kind of thing. At least for those people, Senjuri is a much better choice than us Uchiha."

"At least until I die, it is impossible for Uchiha to return to that place. Relatively speaking, others should not interfere too much in the security department's affairs."

After hearing this, the third generation suddenly raised his head and glared at the third generation. The third generation looked at the ceiling indifferently, waiting for the third generation's answer.

..........

"I see."

After a long silence, Sandai finally shook his head and sighed. He suddenly missed Mito's presence, at least Senju and Uchiha would not be like this at that time.

As he turned to go out, Sandai looked at Yuichi and said in a serious tone, "I know your attitude. I will restrain them. The same goes for you. I don't care about small conflicts."

After saying that, Sandai walked out of Jinichi's office without looking back, and then turned into white mist with a pop.

"I've said before that Uchiha doesn't care about Konoha."

The pot king was sitting in the third generation's office. Seeing the third generation's hands handling documents, he guessed that the negotiation with Uchiha Yuichi failed.

"This family must be controlled immediately after Uchiha Tsuichi's death."

The Pot King continued to output. He didn't want to completely kill Uchiha, but just wanted to completely control Uchiha.

"Deal with it?" Sandai glared at the Pot King.

"How to deal with it, why should we deal with it? It's easy to deal with an Uchiha, but what about other families?"

"Uchiha is the Uchiha of Konoha!"

Sandai was a little angry and tried his best to suppress his voice. His last growl almost spit on the Pot King's face.

Sandai felt that the pot king was deliberately trying to cause trouble for him. Now he kept asking him to target Uchiha. Did he think that he didn't know the bad things he had done against Uchiha before?

Danzo Shimura, have you really implemented the policy of leaving the second generation behind?

Others don't know, as the third generation of Hokage, can he still know what the second generation's method of dealing with Uchiha is?

"I will handle this matter. You just need to do your job well. Hiruzen, you must remember not to have any illusions when facing Uchiha."

The Pot King didn't care when he was yelled at by the third generation. After a moment of silence, the Pot King said this to the Third Generation. The Third Generation was so angry that he grabbed the pen on the table and wanted to hit the bastard Pot King with a shuriken shadow clone.

You, a spy chief, please don't give me eye drops with the tone of saying that you feel sorry for me, but you don't say it for Konoha's sake, okay?

Sandai felt that if he got a heart attack one day, the Pot King would definitely be the cause.

"Go and tell Hinata Keishan that I agreed to the Hinata family's request. He should know what to do in the Jonin class."

The Pot King stopped at the side door of a bookstore and said this, then left without looking back.

He needs to dig a hole in advance, a hole that can completely trigger all Uchiha's dissatisfaction after the death of Yuichi, a hole that can and must keep the Senju clan out of the matter.

The boss who was taking a nap in front of the counter of the store yawned and stretched after the pot king left. Then, the man knocked on the table. Soon, a middle-aged uncle came to the counter with two old books to pay.

After taking the money handed over by the man, the boss made change and said, "The request is acceptable. It's a job for the jounin."

The middle-aged uncle didn't say anything after hearing this and didn't say anything else. He took the money handed to him, picked up the wrapped book and left the bookstore, heading towards a hut on the slope.