Naruto: Starting from the pursuit of Tsunade

"Sooner or later, the day you want it will come."

Chuan Feng did not retreat but advanced, stretched out his right hand and lifted Tsunade's chin.

The two looked at each other, and Tsunade looked at the handsome face so close to her with a slight smirk.

She blushed, turned her head away, and spoke in a gentle tone.

"Chuan Fengjun, I'm hungry."

Sheng Shu was stunned and couldn't close his mouth. Is this my sister?

I'm afraid it's possessed by some evil creature.

"Haha, come on, Shengshu, let's go eat."

Chuan Feng laughed, put his arm around his brother-in-law's shoulder, and walked straight to the restaurant without caring whether Sheng Shu was willing or not.

Tsunade followed behind with her head down, wondering what she was thinking.

At the same time, in a secret underground dark room in Konoha Village.

The dark room is quite large, with only one seat in the middle.

Sitting upright on the chair was a middle-aged man with an X-shaped scar on his chin and a hint of viciousness in his eyes.

Below him, a ninja wearing a strange mask was kneeling on one knee.

"Sir, the Hatake family's land for three generations has been approved."

"Just as I expected, Hiruzen won't let me feel comfortable."

"But he underestimated me."

"This may be a good thing for me. Let's proceed according to the plan."

The middle-aged man above waved his hand, and the ninja below jumped and disappeared on the spot.

"Huruzen, I've taken the position of Hokage."

As he spoke, the man stood up, clenched his fists, and looked ferocious.

Kawakaze, who was having dinner at the Hatake family, didn't know that troubles had already begun before the hospital was built.

The five people at the table were eating happily. Chuan Feng had at least raised the level of the Hatake family's catering to several levels.

“These are pot-sticker dumplings.”

“This is a leek box.”

“This is brown sugar steamed cake.”

......

Tsunade and Nawaki were like Granny Liu who entered the Grand View Garden. The two siblings made up their minds as soon as they looked at each other.

From now on, I will never miss any breakfast at the Hatake family when I have time.

"Shengshu, go slower, you might choke."

Chuan Feng looked at Sheng Shu who rolled his eyes while eating steamed cake and quickly poured him a glass of pure milk. What a quality of life, it's unmatched.

Tsunade looked at her useless brother and was too embarrassed to acknowledge him. She just ate the leek dumplings in silence. They were so damn delicious.

After breakfast, Tsunade got up and said goodbye. There were still many things to worry about when running a hospital, and it seemed that Kawakaze could not help with anything except money.

In the martial arts hall, Shengshu started practicing horse stance and basic swordsmanship again.

Chuan Feng began to shuttle between the stone table and the big tree, as if recreating the scene of yesterday.

Suddenly, Shuomao and Chuanfeng looked up at the same time towards a corner of the training hall.

"who?"

Chuan Feng moved even faster, and the man arrived as soon as he threw the Eight-sided Han Sword.

In the corner, a ninja wearing a strange mask had an eight-sided sword at his neck.

He felt the murderous aura of the man in front of him and the biting coldness of the sword, and did not dare to move.

The face under the mask was instantly covered with sweat.

Sakumo came to this corner a few seconds slower than Kawakaze.

Naxue and Guihou stood beside Nawaki. Many warriors with swords appeared in every corner of the Hatake family, with a look of vigilance on their faces.

"Who sent you?"

Chuan Feng exerted pressure with his hand, and the tip of the sword left a bloody mark on the man's neck, and the blood flowed down his neck into his clothes.

"Danzo-sama asked me to give this to you."

Restraining the fear in his heart, this Root ninja took out a letter from his arms and handed it to Chuan Feng.

Sakumo took it at the signal from his brother's eyes.

"The root people?"

Chuan Feng asked harshly, not hiding his murderous intent at all. He didn't expect Danzo to jump out so impatiently so quickly.

"Yes, the letter has been delivered. You can kill or smear him as you wish."

"Danzo is really good at this."

"In that case, don't blame me if you go to hell."

Chuan Feng swept the sword across his face and walked away without looking back.

"Cleaning it up, what are we keeping you for?"

"What kind of people can enter my Hatake family's back garden?"

Chuan Feng still felt unsatisfied after killing someone. Is this what the family warrior he raised at such a high price turned out to be?

"All the secret and visible sentries should go to the ancestral temple to receive their punishments. If they happen again, they will be severely punished."

Sakumo looked at the body lying in a pool of blood, frowned, handed the envelope to his brother and left in a hurry.

"Yes, Second Young Master."

Looking closely, these warriors are all only in their teens, and the oldest is probably only in his early twenties. They are all poor children adopted by Chuan Feng.

Their strengths vary. They are good at guarding the house, but they are still unable to guard against special organizations like the Root.

"It's okay, just keep practicing."

Chuan Feng came to Sheng Shu and touched his head, comforting his brother-in-law.

He didn't see the bloody scene just now, but he saw clearly the body being carried away from the edge of the martial arts hall.

Now Chuan Feng still exudes a captivating murderous aura, and Sheng Shu also sees another side of this big brother for the first time.

He is far from being as sunny and warm as he sees himself, and not everyone can get his smile.

Looking at Chuan Feng's handsome smiling face, Sheng Shu also smiled. Fortunately, he might be his future brother-in-law.

After calming down, he started practicing sword skills again, thinking that one day he would no longer be a child who needed to stand behind a woman.

"Chuan Feng, are you okay?"

While Naxue was talking to Chuanfeng, the Ghost Mastiff moved a little further away. Its perception was better than that of Shengshu.

"It's okay. The following things are not something a small shrimp like you can do."

After hearing Chuan Feng's answer, Naxue also left with the Ghost Mastiff.

Holding the envelope in his hand, Chuan Feng quickly went to the stone table and sat down. The servants had already started to bring tea.

He opened the envelope and took a sip of tea.

The more he looked at it, the more sarcasm appeared on his face.

Danzo Shimura invited Kawake to meet him at a pub, saying that he had something important to discuss.

Only Danzo could not take his subordinates' lives seriously just to deliver a message.

At this time, Shuomao came back from somewhere and sat opposite Chuanfeng.

"How did Big Brother punish you?"

"A total of twelve people, 20 lashes, and a three-month salary fine."

"After recuperation, go and practice for another half a year."

Sakumo was also drinking tea. He just went to deal with these warriors. They were all trained by his own family, so they still needed training if they were not strong enough.

Otherwise today's forgiveness is tomorrow's rot.

"It's OK. Danzo invited me to meet him."

Chuan Feng had no objection to his elder brother's punishment. He ate and drank his own food and drank his own water, and received a high monthly salary. It was much more comfortable than being a ninja.

"If he wants to see me, then he can see me. Do you think my family is just a bunch of cats and dogs on the street?"

Sakumo was already extremely dissatisfied with Danzo's behavior, so why would he send his men to sneak in and deliver a letter?

"We should do as Big Brother said. What's the harm in leaving him alone?"

Chuan Feng had his own plans and had three guesses in his mind about what Danzo wanted, but he didn't know which level Danzo was on.

He smiled and held the envelope and the letter in his hand, and when he opened them, only a pile of ashes was left.