Marvel's Dimension Restaurant

In Tianzhi Country, 1000 meters away from Yinren Village, in mid-air, a wooden dragon hovers, and Hashima and Madara stand on the dragon's head, looking at the buildings in the distance.

"That's the Sound Ninja Village" Madara asked Bai Zetsu.

"Yes, Madara-sama." Bai Jue nodded respectfully, "The building complex in front is Yinnin Village."

Madara grunted with satisfaction, shook his head in the direction of the Oto Ninja Village, and motioned Hashirama to hurry over with his eyes.

"It's not a good idea for us to ride the wooden dragon over there," Hashirama hesitated.

They are going to ask for help, and it is not good to come to the door with a big move.

"Now there are two choices." Madara raised his right hand and raised two fingers. "One, you control the wooden dragon to come to the sound ninja village; second, I control Susanoo to come to the sound ninja village and choose one."

Madara clasped her hands together, a sneer twitching at the corner of her mouth.

You have been dead for decades, how many young people now know you, and no one will care about you unless you show your strength.

Believe it or not, if you don't show your strength, you won't even be able to enter the village gate.

"Speak carefully. I didn't say I won't go there without a dragon. Don't threaten me at every turn."

Hashirama seemed very helpless. We had to be polite first and then attack him with weapons, which made us look like bad guys.

"Hurry up." Madara urged, why bother.

"Yes Yes Yes."

When Hashirama controlled the wooden dragon to fly to Yinnin Village, he also injected chakra into the wooden dragon to increase his size. When the wooden dragon flew over the entrance of Yinnin Village, it was several hundred meters long It is also more than 20 meters wide, making it a giant.

Below, Yinnin Village.

As early as when Mulong was 600 meters away from Yinren Village, the ninja guarding the village gate discovered it. After all, the size is there, so long as you are not blind, you can see it.

The moment the wooden dragon was discovered, the gatekeeper ninja immediately sent an alarm to the village, reporting the discovery and seeking support.

A huge monster several hundred meters flying towards the village is not the two ordinary little ninjas. For something that can be decided, it is reasonable to inform the high-level people in the village early and let them make a decision.

In the laboratory of the underground base of Yinnin Village.

Orochimaru put down the test tube in his hand, stopped his movement, turned his head to look at the door of the laboratory, and after ten seconds, he trotted around and appeared at the door.

"What's the matter Kabuto?" Orochimaru spoke in an unhurried and calm voice.

"A wooden dragon came from outside the village." Dou said calmly.

Mulong is one of Mu Dun's signature ninjutsu, and when talking about Mu Dun, Senju Hashirama comes to mind subconsciously. Until he can level the strength of ninja world.

Thinking of that foul-level combat power, Dou's expression became distorted.

"Oh~, Wood Dragon~" Orochimaru narrowed his eyes, forming a narrow slit, "Kabuto, come with me to the outside of the village to meet the first Hokage of Konoha."

Different from other ninja villages, although other ninja villages have sent spies to Konoha village, they are all civilians or ninjas in disguise.

But Orochimaru is different. Most of the spies he arranged in Konoha Village are jounin, and they are hidden in major organizations, and they only come into contact with first-hand information.

So he has already grasped the information that Senju Hashirama, Uchiha Madara, Namikaze Minato, and Senju Tomona once appeared in Konoha and may have been resurrected.

But when Senshou Zhuma ran to him, Orochimaru didn't expect it, after all, there was no direct connection between them.

While thinking about it, Orochimaru had already walked out of the underground base and came to the village on the ground.

At this time, the atmosphere in the village was extremely serious and tense. All the ninjas gathered at the gate of the village, fully armed and alert to the wooden dragon in midair.

The sense of oppression brought by the wooden dragon is not a star and a half. Ordinary ninjas can't help but feel hopeless in their hearts when faced with that huge size.

And all the sense of despair dissipated immediately after Orochimaru appeared on the stage, and all the tone ninja looked at Orochimaru enthusiastically, with high morale.

"You don't have low leadership qualities," Hashirama said with a cheerful smile as he touched his chin.

"The Lord has come out, let's go down." Madara urged Hashirama.

The wooden dragon circled and landed, and the ninjas below had a commotion, and then under the suppression of Orochimaru, they seemed to spread out to create an open space.

boom

The wooden dragon's forefoot cracked the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

When the dust cleared, Hashirama pulled Toneri and Madara together and jumped off the faucet, walking a few steps in front of Orochimaru.

"You can call me Uncle Shi, or First Hokage. Of course, I don't mind calling me by my name."

"I'll call you the first generation."

Uncle Master, Orochimaru can't be called out, and it's not very respectful for seniors to call him by his name directly.

"It's up to you." Hashirama waved his hand indifferently, and the spotted ear on the side moved, moved to the side, and spoke expressionlessly.

"Call me Madara-sama."

Decide on the title first, but you can't be inferior to Zhujian.

"Okay, Madara-sama." Orochimaru said from the bottom of his heart, the two people in front of him are not something he can afford, so it's better to keep a low profile.

"Sir First Generation, why did you come to my place today?" Orochimaru said straight to the point, figuring out their purpose, and he felt confident.

"Oh, that's how it is." Hashirama brought Scheren to the front with one hand, and introduced, "This is Scheren, I want to give him a pair of eyes, and then someone recommended you here."

"No problem." Orochimaru smiled with a smile on his face, feeling embarrassed in his heart.

It's that guy who sold him, it's best not to let him know, otherwise he will have to try the pain of ten thousand snakes gnawing at his heart.

"Not bad, boy, you are very good."

Hashirama laughed loudly, and excitedly patted Orochimaru's back. Every time he slapped, there was a loud noise like a drum beating. His face twitched for a while, and he was very worried about his own Oshemaru-sama's body.

"Ahem, please follow me, both of you." Orochimaru took two steps across to avoid the big hand being slapped by Hashirama, and coughed twice to attract the attention of the three.

After speaking, Orochimaru immediately turned around and walked towards the underground base. If he didn't leave, his snake guts would be smashed by Senshou Zhujian.

Walking in the aisle of the underground base, Orochimaru did not forget to explain to Hashirama and the others.

"I need to help him do a physical examination first to find out his physical condition before I can help him choose his eyes."

"I don't know much about those things. You can figure it out. I just want the result."

"Of course, don't try to be cunning. If you dare to play tricks, I will let you know why my nickname is the God of Ninja."

Hashirama's face was extraordinarily serious, and the oppressive aura was like a boulder pressing on Dashemaru's heart, causing the beating heart to pause slightly.

After a while, a smile appeared on Orochimaru's cold face.

"Of course not, my credit is guaranteed, you can rest assured."