The Bald Thug of Uchiha's Family

“Call Anbe to get ready, I don’t like seeing extra casualties!”

After a long silence, Yakura walked to the 26th window and looked at the increasingly prosperous village outside.

No one can destroy such a peace, anyone who dares to stretch out his claws will blow his head!

Yakura is also a ruthless person, as Suikage, he is also very decisive, dare to think and dare to do it!

…

This is a dark dungeon, wet and cold, the main theme here.

In the deepest part of the dungeon, there is a narrow cell.

The prison door is a strong iron pillar, which makes people feel that it cannot be broken at first glance.

In the shadow of the cell, there was a thin figure. He squatted in the corner, hugged his knees, and buried his head between his thighs.

This child has white hair, but because of staying in such a place for a long time, many hairs stick together and look very embarrassed.

It is said that he is a child, but in fact he is also seven or eight years old, but his growth is limited due to long-term malnutrition.

Perhaps because he was used to such an environment, Junmaro hugged himself without making any sound.

For a long time, Junmaro raised his head, revealing his pale face, with two red dots on the center of his brows, and the unusual green pupils.

“It should be time for dinner, right?”

Junmaro’s eyes showed a thoughtful look, and he seemed to look forward to it.

From a very young age, he showed his family’s unique blood succession boundary, and was locked here.

So he started thinking about himself when he was very young, why he was locked up here, and what he should do, these sorts of non-marginal questions.

Crunch! While thinking about it, the prison door was opened and a very rough man walked in.

The dress of the man is similar to that of Junmaro, and there are two red dots on the eyebrows.

At this time, the man was holding a large plate with some food in it, something that Junmaro had never eaten before.

In this cell, Junmaro had only eaten one kind of food, rice balls with a moist and musty smell.

He swallowed a little hard, his eyes fixed on the uncle who brought him food.

“Kimmaro, this is your food today. After eating this meal, you must have enough energy to participate in the evening carnival!”

The man threw the plate in front of Junmaro, with an indescribable madness on his face, as if a mentally ill person knew that he would be able to leave the hospital soon.

Junmaro didn’t speak, his eyes kept on the food on the plate.

He doesn’t care about any activities tonight, as long as there is food right now, he feels happy.

“As a weapon of the Taketori clan, tonight is your time to shine your sword, eat all these foods, and do a good job!”

The man looked at Junmaro, his mouth turned upwards, and finally turned and walked outside.

This time, when he left, the prison door was not locked.

Junmaro was taken aback, watching the man leave, with some doubts in his heart. .

Why is there something delicious that I have never seen before, why not continue to lock him this time.

These two problems were soon overshadowed by the smell of the food in front of him. Junmaro grabbed the food on the plate and began to stuff it into his mouth.

No matter what greets him next, he will finish all these things.

At this moment, Junmaro actually had a kind of relief in his heart.

…

Outside Wuyin Village, a snake coiled in the grass, vomiting its letter.

The whole body is snow-white, with delicate scales densely covering the whole body. This snake is not big, and is very similar to the pet snake in Xuan Zang’s memory.

This snake has golden vertical pupils, through the pupils, it can actually read the humane look in the eyes.