Pirates: Go to Naruto World at the beginning

In the land of water in June, it is summer.

Terumi Mei, who should have felt warm under the sunlight and the fire beside her, now felt cold all over.

The demon-like man next to her had such unabashed greed that she felt like she had fallen into an ice cave.

Taking a deep breath, Terumi Mei used the moment to lower her head to suppress the strong discomfort and hatred in her heart.

When she raised her head again, the blush on her face faded a lot, and she tried her best to maintain a forced fake smile, making a pitiful look: "I'm still young, how about you wait a few more years, wait until I'm 20 Will we get married again?"

"It does not matter, I do not mind."

Brother Ming still smiled calmly, with a sincere face: "For the sake of Mist Ninja Village, I think you won't mind marrying me!"

The fake smile on Mei Terumi's face became even harder, and her eyes were already a bit cold.

Brother Ming's threat hit her weak point. She has always had a deep love for Mist Ninja Village.

Especially now that the position of the fifth Mizukage is just around the corner, this is a great opportunity to completely change the current situation of the village. How can she be willing to give up.

"As long as you agree, the Mist Ninja Village will be your betrothal gift. In addition, the Tang Ninja Village and the Dragon Organization will be given as well. I will give you the rights second only to mine."

Brother Ming continued to add more money.

Terumi Mei looked moved, her eyes fixed on Brother Ming.

Yunin Village is a small matter.

However, the Dragon Organization was an existence that could defeat a large number of elites in the Mist Ninja Village head-on. The shadow-level experts within it were enough to make her heart flutter.

Moreover, last night's intelligence revealed that the Dragon Organization also has a hidden flying ninja force, plus this powerful man next to him...

Brother Ming saw that she was a little moved, smiled evilly, and continued to threaten, "In my eyes, there are only two kinds of people in the ninja world, one is one of our own, and the other is the enemy."

As he spoke, his tone became cold, "If you were not one of our own, then there would be no need for Mist Ninja Village to exist."

"No."

Terumi Mei exclaimed urgently, with a gloomy expression on her face. She hesitated for a few seconds, looked at Ming Ge's gloomy look, and finally sighed helplessly:

"Okay, I promise you, but you have to do what you say first."

This negotiation was different from what she thought. The humiliation Brother Ming brought to her made her unable to resist and was a little exhausted.

"Ha ha…"

Brother Ming laughed.

"Great, you'll see the results you want to see."

……

The results of the negotiations were quickly communicated back to the Mizukage Building.

"Wow..."

The conference hall was suddenly filled with noise.

Some people showed joy on their faces, rejoicing that they had survived the disaster and loved themselves more than the village. They were looking forward to the future when the strength of the Mist Ninja Village increased greatly, surpassing Konoha and becoming the largest village in the ninja world.

Some people had complicated expressions on their faces and sighed secretly. Is it worth using the marriage of the future fifth-generation female Mizukage to save the Mist Ninja Village from disaster?

Most of the people were filled with righteous indignation, slamming the table and roaring, wanting to fight the leader of the Dragon Organization desperately.

Even if all the men in the Mist Ninja Village died in battle, they would not accept this false peace in exchange for a woman. Moreover, this woman was the future fifth generation Mizukage.

This is simply a disgrace.

On the main seat, Elder Yuanshi lowered his head and remained silent, his expression extremely ugly.

Since the first Mizukage established the Mist Ninja Village, he has been considered a veteran of the Four Dynasties. He has lived for most of his life and is about to be buried, but he still has to experience such a huge insult.

Such a big blow made this Mist Ninja pillar, which had always stood erect, seem to have been drained of life, and it aged more than ten years in an instant.

"Elder, are you okay?" A ninja who was close to him couldn't help but feel worried when he saw this scene, and stepped forward to ask with concern.

"Ah~"

Master Yuan raised his head in confusion, a few age spots appeared on his old face, and he looked at the questioning ninja as if his eyes were blind.

"Call the medical ninja, hurry up~"

The ninja's expression changed drastically and he shouted urgently.

He saw clearly the expression of Elder Yuanshi. It was obvious that he had stayed up late for too long and suffered continuous huge blows, which had affected his physical and mental health. He was already a little confused.

The noisy hall fell silent for an instant, and everyone saw something was wrong with Elder Yuanshi.

For a moment, the conference hall was in chaos...

...

Clear skies.

Under the scorching sun, the temperature continues to rise.

Since Murasaki Arizuki and her son were traveling with Mei Terumi, Ming Ge could only choose to travel like a ninja.

When we arrived outside the Mist Ninja Village, it was almost eleven o'clock.

Terumi Mei was also extremely anxious after receiving the news that Elder Genshi was hospitalized.

The group of people walked quickly towards the village gate.

Just when a few of them approached the gate less than 80 meters away.

Brother Ming, who was walking in front, suddenly changed his expression, stopped walking, and then jumped back suddenly, shouting urgently in mid-air: "Back off~"

The faces of the people who were traveling with him changed and they retreated sharply.

Almost at the same second.

"Boom~"

A loud explosion came from the front, followed by a series of continuous explosions.

It turned out that not only was the detonating talisman buried in front of it, but it was also covered with detonating talismans all around.

Rolling smoke and dust rose into the sky, mixed with several clones of the Mist Ninja hidden in the silent barrier underground.

"Be careful, you can't kill him so easily." A slightly older voice sounded, and then, thick fog and water waves hit the center of the explosion at the same time, and a transparent barrier quietly erected.

Dozens of figures were looming in the thick fog.

"Sir, I didn't sense any chakra aura in it. It should have been a clone technique just now." A Sensing Mist ninja observed carefully, with cold sweat on his forehead. He completely lost track of his target.

"Continue to explore and pay attention to your surroundings!" the old figure gave a serious order.

The fog ninjas all around took orders one after another, not daring to be careless in the slightest.

More than a hundred meters away, Brother Ming stood on a tree, staring coldly at the group of mist ninjas.

He had excellent eyesight. The first time this group of people appeared, he noticed that their Mist Ninja Village forehead protectors had a horizontal line drawn across them.

Terumi Mei stood next to him, her pretty face expressionless, and a trace of helplessness flashed in her eyes.

Brother Ming really guessed it right. The bloody men in the village still couldn't hold back and wanted to ambush them before they entered the village.

"Hehe~ It's ridiculous to think that you can escape responsibility by becoming a traitor." The colder Ming's laughter became, the more ruthless he became.

I saw his finger hook lightly.

The next moment, the center of the explosion more than a hundred meters away extended to the ground at the gate of Mist Ninja Village, all of which turned into thin white lines in an instant.

It rolled, twisted and entangled, turning into countless sharp thread pillars the size of arms, shooting at the dozens of fog ninjas.

"Why so fast!"

"Get on the bubble!"

The old Mist ninja's expression changed, and he hurriedly led a group of men to jump onto the bubbles that had been secretly prepared, successfully escaping the disaster.

Brother Ming smiled even colder.

The white lines on the ground rose crazily and continued to fly towards the bubbles in the air.

In mid-air, the mist ninjas seemed to be well prepared. The wind blast blew the bubbles and flew higher, making it impossible for the white line to catch up.

Brother Ming's eyes were dark, and he slowly turned his head, but his eyes were looking in another direction.

There, a masked fog nin suddenly appeared less than one meter away from him as if teleporting. He held a sledgehammer and hit him hard on the head. There was an ax attached to the other end of the sledgehammer.

"Blunt Knife, Pocket Cut?"