(Thanks to Xiaoniaoyou Qingyeyou Wuhu for the ten likes and Qing Wuxie for the urging talisman ~)

"Um...does this immortal look that much like that wretched perverted uncle?"

The girls who were tied up by the big toad had tears in their eyes. It was just like the beginning of some bad movies.

Although Jiraiya felt his blood boiling when he saw those shaking weapons, how could the Toad Sage of Myoboku Mountain, one of the Three Great Ninjas of Konoha, do such a despicable thing?

Even if I have to do that, I should make the girls willingly throw themselves at me! Jiraiya thought so and was still immersed in his own fantasy.

At the same time, that face... became even more despicable...

The pretty girls who were watching were all screaming. Fortunately, the big toad outside spoke out in time.

"Well, I don't really understand the beauty or ugliness of human appearance. After all, in the eyes of Toad, all humans look the same.

But, I've read something called comic books before. The creepy perverted old man in the comics looks exactly like little Jiraiya if you look closely. "

……

So, there is a reason why Iwajuku Toad doesn't have many friends! Jiraiya's face turned black...

It’s okay if they look alike, but what do you mean by the same appearance?

"Iwasuku, take good care of these people. We'll be back soon." Jiraiya said weakly, even though he was looking directly at the most handsome man in the world.

At this moment, Paimeng was turning his head back and forth frantically, hoping to determine which direction was the front of Yan Su. No one would want to come out from the back garden, right?

Paimeng was just struggling when a faint ray of light came in from both the front and the back.

Perhaps because he was in a hurry, Jiraiya ran towards the nearest exit on the right without thinking.

The rest of the people naturally followed closely behind.

Only Paimon hesitated, after all, Jiraiya had taken him out through the back door before!

After waiting for a while, the light on the left hand side became much brighter. You know, the toad's mouth is so ridiculously big. So the exit on the left hand side must be the mouth!

After thinking for a moment, little Paimon gritted his teeth, stomped his feet, and rushed to the left.

"Paimon Shockwave!" Paimon encouraged himself and rushed towards the exit like the wind. While flying, it seemed that there was something chasing behind.

At that moment, Paimon really bit the bottle with all his strength. But when he crossed the finish line and felt the light, Paimon was petrified on the spot...

Paimon: "I #\u0026%@*..."

So why is a toad's anus so big!

Ah... it turns out that the big toad was excreting the toxic residues in its body. That's all right... and these residues just happened to bury the petrified Paimon.

After a moment, Jiraiya and his group looked at Paimon in confusion.

"Hmm? Didn't Paimon say we should go in the right direction this time? Not through the mouth?"

"..." Asked by Jiraiya, the smelly Paimon couldn't refute anything.

He could only complain to the big toad beside him: "Ah! You! You are such a big frog! Why are you still peeing and defecating everywhere? And your urine is watery!!!"

But Yansu Big Toad could only look innocent and said pitifully: "Because I couldn't help it... Besides, I'm just a toad. Isn't it normal for a toad to go to the toilet anywhere?"

"Ah..." Paimon saw that the big toad Yanxu had said nothing wrong, and he immediately started crying.

"Alright, alright, be good, Paimon. Let's get down to business first."

Jiraiya and the Traveler originally wanted to reach out and touch Paimon's head to comfort Paimon's wounded heart.

But after taking another look at the residue on Paimon's body, he immediately withdrew his hand.

Seeing the two people withdraw their hands, Paimon cried even louder. But Paimon was still well-behaved. Even though he was crying in grievance, he still tried his best to follow behind everyone.

I just don’t know if everyone was anxious to catch Pantalone or simply wanted to stay away from Paimon, so they all quickened their pace.

At the same time, in the underground base of the Fatui, Pantalone had already walked on the red carpet to the side of the in-body canned knowledge.

Although it had not yet officially started selling, before Kakuzu arrived, a small number of Inazuma people had already been tricked by the Fatui into entering the base to try out this so-called supreme happiness.

Most of them are young people who have not experienced the world, both men and women. They dress up in fancy clothes and think they are at the forefront of fashion. To put it bluntly, they are just energetic young men and women.

Their eyes were dazed, as if they had completely lost the ability to control their expressions. Even when awake, they seemed to be still immersed in a world of fantasy, with saliva dripping from the corners of their mouths.

When they wake up from the dream, they will torture themselves madly because they cannot accept that this is the reality, and that they are such wastes in reality!

"Ahhhhhh! Please, please give me another can of canned knowledge! Please, please! I can't live without it!"

Several guys who had been tortured to the point of mental breakdown in reality crawled towards Pantalone, all dirty and messy, and grabbed Pantalone's white shawl with their dirty hands.

Looking at those downtrodden men and women, Pantalone did not show any disdain. Instead, he smiled amiably and asked, "So, gentlemen, do you have any Mora? We always clearly mark prices and operate with integrity."

"Please! Please..."

This evasive answer was tantamount to denial. After confirming that the other party did not have enough Mora, Pantalone was no longer polite.

Although he still had an elegant and easy-going smile on his face, he kicked down several people in front of him with extremely cruel kicks.

"My time is fundamentally different from yours. Mora is just the simplest standard of measurement."

Pantalone said as he stepped on the palm of a nearby woman. The numb woman, still foaming at the mouth, screamed madly: "Please, just step on me, just give me one. Just one!"

"Rasengan!" The next second, Jiraiya fired a Rasengan at Pantarone's abdomen.

Although Pantalone was knocked flying and rolled to the ground, judging from the feel of the attack, it should not have been a direct hit.

"Ah, how come this looks so similar to Brother Zhong's shield!" Paimon almost let it slip. Fortunately, he caught his breath.

But Pantalone still stood up gracefully and brushed the dust off his body.

"You guys are so leisurely with this kind of stench, you even went to the toilet to take a bath?"

"Hey! Shut up! Little Paimon can't stand hearing this!"

"Really? I said I hate to touch this land of Inazuma. You are so leisurely, don't you think you have already won? It's just a pity that I am not a militant person like Rosaline.

The brain is always more useful, isn't it? "

Pantalone's head was already bulging with anger, but he still had a casual smile on his face and took out a strange-looking device.

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