[Naruto] The political value of the founding group is full!

If AB is drawn according to the current plot development, Zhengchun's role is probably a higher-level passerby like Zhuanju Xiaochun.

This is also due to the abnormal eye color, otherwise, an ordinary ninja with extremely normal hair color and hairstyle would have no sense of existence in neon anime.

Even if there is an emotional scene with an important male character, it is useless. If you don’t see Brother Itachi’s girlfriend living in the rumors, that is a lesson from the past.

The female ninja dressed herself up in strict accordance with the FBI agent rules circulated in the market, cast a glance at Hei Changzhao beside her, and sighed silently.

"Is there a problem with the plan?" A straight man with a 100% career mind was puzzled.

"It's nothing." Zheng pure smoothed the folds of the front.

This mission was the result of her secret operation, otherwise, Mr. Madara, who was plunged into the rebellion plan, would never have thought of taking time to find her alone.How to catch a ninja whose combat power is far higher than yourself?Give him a task.

I was actually provoked by the cat again, I am a little concerned...

In a dark alley in Jianyu City, sewage on the ground was flowing across the ground, household garbage was piled up by the window, and strange liquid splashed on the wall.Several wild cats walked quickly past the eaves with pieces of meat from unknown animals in their mouths, regardless of whether the trampled debris hit passers-by.

At the end of the lane, a moat separates the shanty town from the high-rise compound.On the other side of the river, the buildings painted with precious mineral dyes are resplendent and magnificent, and the cornices are majestic.This side of the river, in the slums of loose wood and earth, people huddled like worms, and cats could eat meat, but they couldn't.

Madara stopped at the end of the road and turned to look at the endless low buildings.

"Only kill Keigo Nagishima?"

Zhengchun quickly appeased the disgusting humanoid fighting machine: "The city lord has no heirs. After his death, the various factions will surely fight endlessly. We wait for the situation to be chaotic and then fish in troubled waters and defeat them one by one, so as to avoid unnecessary losses."

Hei Changzhang shook his head: "What if they didn't intend to fight, but took advantage of the chaos to escape?" He obviously had the idea of ​​not letting anyone go.

"The Jianyu City branch will play by ear." All four hundred ninjas of the Kishitani family are guarding the city, and there are more than 300 samurai around the island. Boss, you are not afraid of me.

The corners of Madara's mouth were tightly pursed, and he nodded slightly.

"According to the original plan." He held out his hand.

Zhengchun was deeply impressed by Quan Nai and Zhi Shuisheng's tragic behavior of gouging out their eyes. The last related incident that she remembered so clearly was pulling out the eyes.Many people comment on Sharingan as powerful, but she firmly remembers their fragile side.

Madara made a helpless gesture to Zheng Jun and closed his Sharingan.

His expression seems to be me who was told by my mother to "watch less electronic products and be careful of myopia".

White eyes also have the risk of exhaustion of pupil power, but so far, the number of times I have gone to the battlefield has not opened too many meetings, and the probability of getting presbyopia may be even greater.

Hinata's reconnaissance skills are top-notch, and Madara's individual combat skills needless to say.The two cooperated to eliminate 36 people in the corners, roofs, and beams, and rushed all the way to the brightly lit main house.

The music played by the shamisen lingered between the corners of the eaves, and several young women with white skin painted in pink came walking through the corridor.

Zheng Chun pressed his spot and pointed to the hand of the goose-yellow figure at the head of the team, signaling him to cast illusion on the woman at the end of the team.

"The front is a maiko, only the last one is a geisha, the highest rank, and the most likely to accompany the highest-ranking city lord."

She quickly put on the hostage's haze-blue blue pattern kimono, and Madara tied her belt around her.

"Tight... Is it tight enough... You better get another maiko to help me..." I felt a little nauseous.

The lights in the house are bright, and the lamp base imitating the style of Changxin Palace Lantern absorbs all the fireworks, and the mellow smell of black square makes people feel peaceful.The kaiseki cuisine originated from the Zen way and combined with the tea ceremony shows the elegant taste of the owner. In order to cater to him, the maikos specially chose a soft dance.

Zheng-chun was making up his mind while observing the old man with white beard and hair in the main seat.

In this era where the average age is less than thirty, it is rare for aristocrats to live to such an old age.The sharp wrinkles made the old man's demeanor more kind, the corners of his mouth often smiling neutralized his decisiveness, and the cloudy eyes were hidden under the half-lidded eyelids.

He was Keigo Kirishima who ordered the massacre of three villages in the suburbs of Tsukisaka.

"I heard that Lan Ji's dancing skills are the best in Sheng Zhuxuan, I wonder if you can show me today." Kirishima pointed at Zhengchun with his fan.

It seems that he didn't recognize my ninja identity, otherwise he wouldn't be so calm.Madara hasn't signaled yet, so it will take a while longer.

Zhengchun didn't go to Fengyuechang to experience life much, and she played the role entirely by memory.She only knows the version of Gion Xiaobai in Qixuan on Miyagawa Town, so I don't know if she can get away with it.

"The hazy moon hangs down the east mountain, the fiery red afterglow ignites the night sky..." The ninja with simple makeup is flying a silver fan in her hand, her knees are slightly bent, and she sings and dances.

"...Dreams of the full moon and flying red cherry blossoms, the feeling of longing is hidden in the sleeves..." After listening to the two lyrics, the accompaniment musician actually played the shamisen to keep up with the rhythm.

I was surprised by this behind-the-scenes boss who performed extremely well on the spot.

A few meters away, Kirishima's smile deepened, and he tapped his fan on his knee to beat the beat.

"... Kamogawa Riverland's autumn water is exhausted, Tanyin weeps and bells swallow..." The person moved forward by a tatami mat with dance steps, but the expression of that person did not change at all.

"...Bai Xue falls silently on the eaves of the window, yearning for people far away to return to my side..." You can touch the most vulnerable carotid artery as soon as you reach out, and only wait for the other people to take action after the spot is dealt with.

"... Gion love is like a long belt hanging down." After singing, the fake geisha bowed her head and saluted.

The luthier is highly skilled, and the lingering sound still echoes in the house.The old voice waited for the lingering sound to settle before it came, with a bit of carelessness: "You are not Lan Ji."

Just as Zheng Chun was about to jump up to restrain him, all the lights in the room suddenly went out.

Relying on his memory, he leaned forward, but he touched the slack neck ahead of time, and it was almost too late to retract his strength.

In the future, I can no longer complain about Banban's hairstyle. Now that the light is weak, his long black hair is highly recognizable, and he has a kind of domineering "I'm coming on stage".

Even though Kirishima blocked most of the line of sight, Zhengchun recognized his comrade in arms at a glance, and his security immediately increased.

The skin in his hand trembled, and the old man's tone was not panicked at all: "Lan Ji studied under Master Ito, and learned the minor tunes of the Jianyu area. Your songs are in the style of the old capital."

It is difficult for ordinary people to see things in the dark, but his eyes are unwavering: "Acquainted with the rhythm, understands Japanese songs, is good at music and dance, and was educated in the prosperous place of the old capital. There are not many ninjas with such accomplishments. You are the alliance!" cadres."

He shouldn't have been given so much time to reveal his vest, but Madara, who was against his back, didn't make a move, which showed that everything was under control, so listening to the enemy's intelligence level would help update his judgment on them.

"So what if I am, so what if I'm not?" You must not lose to him.

"I think you have great ideas. Ninjas are willing to be dogs for hundreds of years, but today you guys want to teach them to step on the old man's head."

Madara stood up and put her hands on top of Kirishima's head, her eyes turned red.

"You know us well." Let him say a few more words.

"Your behavior is not in line with your usual style. It is very interesting that a group of stupid dogs want to wear court clothes and hold wat boards. This old man has lived for so many years just for fun."

"I'm not here to scold you by keeping you alive for a few more minutes."

"I don't care about these few minutes. Everything in this world is illusory. It makes no difference to live a moment longer." His pulse has not changed from the beginning to the end.

This person is a bit strange: "Do you still believe in Buddha?"

"The things mentioned in the Buddhist scriptures are very practical to deceive people, and those people in the Pure Land sect use them very well."

"Madara, I have an idea." Masaru touched Kirishima's acupuncture points casually, causing him to fall limply on the ground.

The author has something to say: Little Theater

Madara (on Gundam): Hashirama!

Hashirama (stepping on wooden Buddha): Madara!

The insignificant Zhengchun on the ground (crying out): The combat power is not enough, acting skills can make up for it