Konoha no Hatake's happy wind male Konoha

After returning to the capital, the daimyo immediately organized forces to thoroughly investigate the white monster. However, Yasuo was not optimistic about whether there would be any gains.

The Black Zetsu group, relying on their anti-investigation capabilities, had managed to escape under the noses of the Hagoromo and Hamura brothers. The Daimyo's investigation was probably doomed to be in vain.

After saving the critically ill daimyo, Mr. Yasuo, an enthusiastic citizen of the Land of Fire, once again saved the daimyo's beloved granddaughter and grandson, which can be said to have made an immortal contribution.

So for the next week, Yasuo could live a decadent aristocratic life in the romantic Daiming Mansion with peace of mind.

As the saying goes, it is full and warm.

Comrade Yasuo, who had nothing to do but stretched out his hands and opened his mouth, had planned to tease the maids and maids in the palace after he had some free time. However, considering that Tsunade, the invincible Iron Fist, was by his side, he had no choice but to give up.

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In the days without the Internet, Yasuo and Tsunade were both bored.

At this time, the two of them were like two salted fish, carrying a small salted fish rope tree, lying together in the garden to bask in the sun.

The winter afternoon sun was warm and shone on the tip of his nose, making Yasuo yawn.

However, Tsunade didn't feel sleepy. She looked at Yasuo from the corner of her eye and didn't know what she was thinking.

Suddenly, Yasuo, whose eyelids were about to close, suddenly sat up and murmured with a distorted expression: "Master Ban... there are a lot of calculus in your teeth, it's time to clean your teeth..." .”

"Master Madara, who is that?" Tsunade asked curiously. Although she knew a Grandpa Madara, she had not thought in that direction.

"A stubborn old man."

Yasuo shook his head, jumped down from the recliner, and said, "Where is your study? I haven't written a story for a long time, and suddenly my hands are itchy."

"study"

Tsunade was stunned for a moment. This kind of thing seems to have been abandoned long ago.

In the end, Yasuo channeled the almighty Lord Tamu in the Rope Tree's study.

"I heard that you also study calligraphy," Yasuo asked.

Tam nodded and said: "During my long life, I have also been a person who loves art. In addition to playing guitar, calligraphy is also my hobby."

"That's fine."

A smile appeared on Yasuo's face.

A gentleman's revenge is never too late, so let me ask, is Yasuo a gentleman?

With the specific coordinates of age spots and Hei Zetsu, why not prepare a return gift for them?

Dare to touch my brother-in-law, ah no, dare to touch my little brother, how can Yasuo be happy without giving them some eye drops?

Originally, Yasuo planned to end the booing above Tani Madara's head, but in the end, Yasuo gave up on this boring idea.

Hey, after all, you and Hashirama were considered in love. It would be sad if this sincere relationship was forgotten by time.

Yasuo thought like this, picked up his pen, and wrote a few lines of large characters on the white paper...

"Chapter 1, I will never forget you as I miss you..."

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A few months later, on a day with heavy rain and dark sky, there was an underground black market somewhere.

The rotten wooden door creaked open, and a tall man hiding his figure in a cloak walked in.

With his appearance, the originally noisy black market became quiet.

The guys who were talking loudly were all drinking with their heads down, not daring to look at the people coming. Some timid bounty hunters and rogue ninjas even paid their bills and left in a hurry.

The emerald green eyes under the mask glanced disdainfully at these offenders, and the tall man walked directly into the inner hall, a place where only ace bounty hunters could set foot.

"Hey, isn't this Mr. Kakuzu? Why, the S-level bounty you got last month still can't satisfy you?"

"I will never be satisfied with money, idiot."

Unlike outside, except for the black market managers, there are only a few people here,

But as long as they are qualified to enter here, everyone is a bounty hunter with special strength above Jonin.

Some of them are rebellious ninjas from major ninja villages, some are ninjas from small countries who have reached a bottleneck in their own country, and there are even ronin samurai from the Iron Kingdom. In short, they are all pretentious but powerful people.

Ignoring the noises of several rebellious ninjas, Kakuzu dropped a bundle on the counter.

"Let's inspect the head of the young patriarch of the mountain village clan."

A manager wearing thick glasses opened the bundle and examined it carefully without changing his expression.

After a while, he threw the head into the barrel like trash. At the same time, he took out a thick stack of banknotes from the drawer and handed it to Angle.

"Uncle Kakuzu, I'm not talking about you. After all, you are an S-level ninja. Don't you feel that you are losing face by accepting such a low-level bounty?"

"boom"

Angle grabbed the skirt of the wordy rebellious ninja and lifted his feet off the ground:

"Remember, as long as you give me money, I will do anything for you, even if it's killing unarmed women and children, even if it's assassinating the shadows of the Five Great Nations, you loser, do you understand? I'm the same as the Ninja God Senju Hashira. A man I’ve fought with before”

"boom"

There was another loud noise, and Angle threw the talkative rebellious nin on the ground like garbage, and then walked away.

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