Hell Paradise from Naruto

In the dark underground palace.

The flickering candlelight pulled the two shadows back and forth, as if they were two evil spirits fighting with their teeth and claws.

a long time.

Only then did Mo Chen break the silence of the confrontation and said, "Kabuto should send you the relevant information soon."

"After all, there are so many masters in Konoha Village, it's impossible for him not to notice."

"You will be able to make a decision by then. Before that, I will stay in Yinyin Village and wait for news from you."

zi~~

As soon as Mo Chen finished speaking, his figure turned into a thin blue line and disappeared.

"The speed of this guy..."

The look of fear on Orochimaru's face became a little thicker.

Obviously, facing Mo Chen's ghostly speed, Orochimaru might be able to defeat him with all his cards in his sleeve, but the possibility of killing him is really too low.

……

Fire Country, Konoha Village.

Several contractors of the Natural Disaster Paradise were gathering in a private room of a tavern.

"Several!"

"The Chuunin Exams are about to start in a few days. How are you progressing?"

A guy with yellow hair was the first to speak. He tugged on his green vest as he spoke, as if he was not used to this kind of clothing.

"Ugh!"

"No idea!"

"I have warned the third generation overtly and secretly several times, but he still insists on holding this chuunin exam, saying that traditions should not be taken lightly, otherwise how can we win the trust of other countries and other nonsense..."

A tall man with a buzz cut and a strong air about him took a swig of wine angrily.

"tui!"

As soon as the wine entered his mouth, the short-haired man spat it out.

"What kind of bird wine is this? It has no strength at all..."

"Come, come!"

"Drink my 100 Paradise Coin bottle of Guojiao!"

The short-haired man cursed as he took out a bottle of wine in a hard-covered porcelain bottle from the storage space.

Another pretty young woman frowned for a moment. She couldn't stand the rude behavior of the short-haired man, and she thought the sake tasted quite good.

"You have to pay attention to the art of speaking!"

"Tina, why don't you go and persuade the Third Hokage?"

The man with withered blond hair glanced at the short-haired man, and then turned his attention to another black-haired woman wearing a white tights and black hot pants, with black gloves on her palms.

This woman has clear and bright pupils, the long eyelashes under her willow eyebrows are trembling slightly, her fair and flawless skin shows a faint red pink, and her thin lips are as delicate as rose petals.

Her delicate and silky hair was tied into a delicate ponytail, and she felt a fresh and refreshing sense of youthful movement.

"Ok!"

Tina nodded sweetly. When she smiled, a pair of small dimples were evenly distributed on both sides of her cheeks. Her shallow smile added a bit of liveliness and cuteness.

"Humph!"

The delicate-looking woman just now frowned even deeper. As a woman, of course she was not willing to become someone else's foil.

However, everyone present seemed not to have heard her cold snort and continued talking on their own.

"There are only a few of us who can inherit the 'bond' in Konoha. Although the others have 'legal' status, they have no way to influence the decision-making of the upper levels."

"So, if we want to change the direction of the plot..."

The man with withered yellow hair stopped here.

"what!!"

The short-haired man raised his head and took a sip of Guojiao wine, and then said loudly: "Change!"

"Of course it needs to be changed!"

"Only a fool would follow the original plot!"

"Tiger!"

The man with withered yellow hair couldn't help but scolded.

"Your Majesty's laxity has made everyone laugh..."

"Captain Sara, what's the matter!"

A middle-aged man with a beard and a stubble said: "We have to rely on your efforts to deal with the Dark Prison Paradise this time!"

"That's right, Captain!"

"You are quite eye-catching, come on!"

"Let's go one!"

Tiger raised the wine bottle in front of the middle-aged man and filled his glass to the top.

"If you want to change it..."

"How do you think the law should be changed?"

"In other words, how will the guys from Dark Prison Paradise attack Konoha Village?"

Sara shook her head slightly and said with a serious face.

"If it were the Dark Prison Paradise, I wouldn't be surprised if they marched into Konoha Village with such swagger!"

"God knows how many monster-level guys there are..."

The delicate-looking woman suddenly whispered.

"No!"

"We have close to 30 contractors in total, so it is absolutely impossible for there to be more than ten contractors in Dark Prison Paradise."

"Based on past experience, their number should be between 5-8."

Sara said firmly.

"Well?!"

"how do you know?"

Except for Tiger, who was immersed in drinking, everyone else had more or less surprised and curious expressions on their faces.

"As long as we spend more effort to collect intelligence, this is an easy conclusion to draw."

Captain Sara said in an understatement. His face and skin had a rough "bark" feel. Coupled with the withered yellow hair, he looked like a slender and strong old man in his 30s. of.

However, this appearance can give people a sense of sophistication and trustworthiness.

"Although the monsters in the Dark Prison Paradise are strong, since we are fighting at home, we only need to make full use of the decent plot characters and weaken the 'villains' as much as possible."

"It's actually not that difficult to defeat the Dark Prison Paradise!"

Captain Sarah's tone was full of confidence.

"hey-hey!"

"Our team not only successfully invaded the derivative world of Dark Prison Paradise last time, but even recruited a contractor!"

"That guy is a rare sealing master..."

"The leader has already packed him into the Konoha sealing class. Next, the strength of the barrier around the village will skyrocket..."

Tiger complimented him at the right time, holding the bottle high with a proud look on his face.

……

The Kingdom of Wind is an unknown small oasis.

A bare-chested man with silver-gray hair scattered around was gesturing to the aboriginal people in front of him with a worried look on his face.

But due to the language barrier, the two elderly aborigines had no idea what this 'savage'-looking guy was mumbling.

"Maybe I'm hungry..."

"Poor..."

"Honey, go in and get him some water and food..."

The hunched elder said to his wife.

"If our son was still alive, he would probably be as strong as him..."