Group wear Naruto to engage in construction

A long time has passed, and without knowing it, three days have passed since Naifen was resurrected.

Nothing has changed in Pigeon Village or even Konoha, everything is as usual.After all, only a sane person would never think that resurrection existed in this time, and that something like the resurrection of the dead that only appeared in TV dramas and novels really existed in the real world.Only a sane person would regard this as a joke and nonsense.

From Konoha's point of view, it is just the pigeon village returning to the country of birds. Although Toriyai did not see the shadow of his family at the main entrance returning to the village, he has already returned, so there is not much to pursue. , as long as people come back alive, it will be fine. Since the wood industry and the Kingdom of Birds are in a period of heating up, the people of the Kingdom of Birds naturally have some knowledge of what is happening in the Kingdom of Fire.

Somewhere in the Country of Fire, a base once occupied by bandits suddenly exploded. The explosion was so intense and so wide that it flattened a large area around it, including the hills of the underground base.Everyone in the Bird Country thought that their shadow happened to be in that area, but now that they saw it in the village, they felt more at ease.Although they don't think that their shadow will be killed by a mere bomb, there is nothing wrong with being careful about the Wannian ship.

Even Tsumugi and Usateru who were far away in Konoha were not too worried. The contact bug had told them that Chitaki Nairobi was fine, so they could live in Konoha with peace of mind, either studying or performing genin tasks. Task.

Nai Fan sighed and felt a pity that the huge military base was destroyed. Not only did it contain huge munitions, it was also a huge weapons factory. Bullets and firearms could be made from it. Now that it was destroyed, Nai Fan looked at it. It's a loss for the entire village.It's just okay, as the saying goes, if there are gains, there must be losses, and if there are losses, there must be gains.

The loss of Tia's base was indeed a huge loss, but on the other hand, they learned that Tia had awakened her new ability, the Little Legion.

The small legion consists of thousands of small soldiers. They have various types of soldiers that can cooperate with each other to attack. They killed the two-headed wolf.And they can also build their own factories and equipment!However, due to their small size, such factories and equipment can only be used by small armies like them.But they are still very powerful. Their strength may have changed due to their smaller size. The bullets in the Legion may not be able to kill people, but they are definitely dangerous. When they hit key locations, they can still kill people with a headshot.

Now we temporarily shift our attention from the Kingdom of Birds to the Kingdom of Snow. This is the northwest of the continent, covered in ice and snow all year round. It is far away from the mainland, but it cannot be far away from the traversers. Countless traversers appear in Naruto's world. They act in this world with their own ideas and in various identities.Some people are talented and smart, and some people are extremely mediocre.

It's snowing heavily and the sky is filled with white snow. This is the country of snow.

rustle....!sand.....! !sand.....! ! !

The sound of footsteps gradually approached, and a figure tried hard to huddle in the corner, making himself look as inconspicuous as possible.

This is a beggar whose whole body is full of odor and has large mask burns all over her body. If it weren’t for the dry grass-like hair on her head covering her face, the horrific burn marks on her face alone would be enough to scare a child into tears. .But no matter how humble and insignificant this little beggar looks, as long as he looks into her eyes, he will immediately tremble with fear.

Only those desperadoes who truly dare to risk their lives would have such sharp and fierce eyes.At the beginning, he relied on these eyes to occupy this church, enjoying the shelter from wind and rain and the tributes to satisfy his hunger.But as time passed, the beggars who originally lived here finally discovered that the person in front of them was not a desperado who could not be offended at all, but a guy who could be stepped on by anyone.Not only did they take back "their" place of residence, but they even squeezed her out, and she would be beaten violently if nothing happened.

After all, the beggars here are all people who were forced into a desperate situation by Nagaros. When they came to this chaotic city, not only did they fail to develop, but they pushed themselves into a deeper abyss, wandering on the edge of death every day.

In other places, beggars may have people giving alms, but where are they?

This is Nagaros, everyone is a vicious person, and good intentions here are not as useful as a steamed bun.If you don’t want to die, you can only steal or rob. If you succeed, you will live another day. If you fail, you will become a corpse. If you are lucky and are not killed by the prey, if you encounter the police, you will cut off your hands. Then wait to die.

But the guy in front of him didn't need to take risks or even go out. Someone would take the initiative to bring him food every day, just like a pretty boy being kept by a rich woman.

Being able to get food every day without taking risks may not seem like much to people in other places, but to Nagaros, especially these beggars, it is an unimaginable dream.

Jealousy is a vine that grows crazily once its seeds are sown, and the consequences of jealousy are also terrible.

"It's really miserable. I must have been severely beaten again yesterday."

Laerila walked in from the gate wearing tall thermal shoes and a big plush coat, holding a box of lunch in one hand and a torch in the other.The moment she stepped into the church, more than a dozen pairs of eyes were all staring at her, and some were looking at her chest and long legs unscrupulously.Some people stared at the lunch box in her hand.Imagine the thrill of filling your hunger with delicious meals.No matter what these beggars desire in their hearts, without exception, everyone can get what they want from Lyreira, but everyone can only drool at Lyrela.Behind her, although she couldn't see it, everyone knew that there would be people from the hotel following her, who could protect her when she was in danger, or

If someone attacks Lairila, they will definitely attack the King of Hell in the next second.As long as a guy with a normal mind would not want to do anything to her.

"Hey, take it!"

Lyrella threw the lunch box on the ground like garbage. She wiped the snow off the table, sat on it and crossed her legs, looking down at the little beggar.

The little beggar was not polite, he picked up the lunch box, opened it and started eating with his hands.

"Today, you came very late." Night had fallen early. For a month, she had returned to the city hotel early every day at this time, but today she came to the church at this time.

"What? Are you used to being fed by me? Are you starting to blame me for coming late and making you hungry?"

"Haha, man, this is the kind of animal that gets too many gifts and takes it for granted? I'm tired of it, and I'm tired of playing. I don't want to play the game anymore. As a fang, I'm still alive. It’s time for you to find some food for your wild dog.” Lyrilla sneered and put her foot on the little beggar’s head, rubbing it.

He said that he was tired of it, but in fact it was due to the heavy snow. The heavy snow in the sky flooded the path leading from the church to the city, and the church was also located on a very high ground. When he couldn't see the road clearly, he accidentally stepped on the ground, but Will fall under the cliff.It took almost a lot of effort for Lyrilla to climb up.But despite this, a lot of time was still wasted.And now is the time for her to accept customers. As Lyrela only accepts a very small number of customers a day, if she accepts one less customer, the loss to the brothel will be huge.

"You shouldn't be here now, that hotel will punish you!" Lairila was stunned for a moment. She originally thought she would blame herself for coming too late, but she didn't expect that she actually cared about her.

"What does this have to do with you? What does it have to do with you when and where I am, whether I will be punished or not. After feeding you a few mouthfuls of food, do you really think you are me? Wild dog."

"Do you have a crush on me? That's right, no matter how dirty you are, no matter how young you are, you are still a man. As a man, I definitely have that kind of thoughts about women. I'm not bragging. As a woman, I have that aspect. But he is very good at it, and I guarantee that you will be unforgettable in your life. Yes, no matter you are a beggar, an old man, or even a patient. It doesn’t matter how ugly or old you are, 50 sulas, I am yours, as long as you can afford it , even you, a wild dog, can fuck me." Larry stretched out her foot, stepped lightly on the little beggar's chest, and drew circles. As her tone became more and more seductive, her movements became more and more... Charming, she moved up from the little beggar's chest, lifted his chin with her feet, and looked at him with a half-smiling expression.

"Your feet are shaking." Lyrela's expression froze and her movements stopped.

"Not only your feet, your body is also trembling. Although you acted very calm, your body still betrayed you. You must be scared, afraid of the punishment after you go back." Lyrela put the plush back on her feet In the shoes, shaking, the dim firelight under her head could not see her expression at all.

"I have also heard about you in the past month. You work in a kiln called Zhenji Bagen. The most distinctive and profitable one in that kiln is Bagen." "Shut up!"

Lyrella's swaying feet stopped and she said in a very low voice, "Stop."But the voice was too small and the beggar didn't hear it, so he continued talking.

"Bagen is the eight pure escort girls who sell themselves. You are one of them. As the most important escort girl in the brothel, you have not made any money for the brothel. The boss of Zhenji Bagen is not a kind person. On the contrary, he is famous for his cruelty and greed. You made him lose so much money, and I want to wait for your punishment..."

Lyrilla was almost roaring, and one or two drops of crystal liquid dripped from her face under the dim candlelight.She stretched out her hand to wipe her eyes, raised her head, and stared at the little beggar with fierce eyes.