Group wear Naruto to engage in construction

It was almost dusk, and the horizon was dyed red by the setting sun.

A gust of wind blew, and the two rows of trees on the street rustled. An ordinary genin of the Uchiha family yawned and walked listlessly on the family street. He put his hands in his pockets and mentally thought about where to go today.

wave.

The cold wind blew, and chills rose from the soles of his feet. The ninja rubbed his hands unconsciously. The streets seemed to be deserted today than before. Even if Uchiha is not welcome on weekdays and not many people come and go, it is not as empty as it is now.

Just like one person.

The clan leader has also asked them to go out as little as possible these days, seemingly to recharge their batteries for some reason, but he is only a genin, and the information he can obtain is limited after all, and he does not seem to care much about the above things. Anyway, a small person like him

, no matter what era it is, it is an ephemera worth mentioning, and he doesn't care.

"Damn, is it usually this cold?" Cursing, he took out a kettle from his arms and pulled out the plug. A light aroma of wine emerged from it. The content was wine but not water. He licked his lips.

, raised his head and drank a sip to warm himself up.

It is brewed from wheat. This kind of wine is not a high-priced good wine. You can buy better ones on any street. But it is soft and smooth and has a nice fragrance. He likes it very much.

Such a smell.

"Fortunately, the captain is not here, otherwise I would be blabbering if I saw it. Now is a rare good time. It doesn't matter if I drink a little. Every time I see it, I will babble. Just like a woman. No wonder I keep looking for it.

I can’t get my girlfriend.” He burped, exhaled the smell of alcohol, and his whole body became warm.

There was wine but no food to drink with it, which made people feel unsatisfied. He took another sip and looked into the distance. "Go to the east to see if Aunt Jing's sesame cake shop is open, and take care of her business."

He hummed a ridiculous tune and staggered around, raising his head from time to time to give himself a sip.

The cries of crows were heard in the ears, and the sunset was like blood. A ninja appeared on top of Konoha's telephone pole, squatting down and holding the ninja sword at his waist, surrounded by a group of flying crows.

He recognized this person. He was the legendary Uchiha genius Itachi. He heard that he was still a ninja.

He already had the strength of a ninja when he was studying in the academy. Not long after graduation, he became a Jonin, joined the ANBU of Konoha, and recently opened the legendary Mangekyo Sharingan. Compared with him, the Genin feels like a ninja.

He is a complete waste. He barely graduated from the ninja academy. He has been catching cats and dogs for several years and has not changed at all.

They are like people from two worlds. No, the gap in talent either makes them like people from two worlds, or it pulls them into two completely different worlds.

Meeting the legendary genius is also a good conversation starter for an unqualified ninja like him. Geniuses have genius circles and topics, and genin naturally also have genin circles and topics. However, crows are the symbol of death, and Itachi's appearance has always brought blood.

It's raining and windy, wouldn't it be a bit unlucky to meet a ferret by chance?

While thinking about walking, he raised his head and drank the last sip from the wine bottle, and this was his last action.

Itachi's figure had disappeared from the telephone pole. When he reappeared, the ninja sword came out of his body and stabbed the genin in the heart. The wine bottle fell from his hand and was stained with the blood on his chest. His eyes flashed with confusion.

, shocked, disbelieving, but relieved in the end. The so-called cannon fodder is such an existence. When something happens, he has only one idea. But even if his life is not worth mentioning, he still thinks that he is still

A ninja.

His hand tightly grasped the ninja sword that pierced his body, and the detonating talisman sizzled on his body. With a loud bang, he completely fell to the street with a self-destruction, bloody and bloody.

Naturally, such an attack did not really hurt Itachi. With a crow's crow, Itachi transformed into a crow's body and condensed again. He glanced at the corpse of the genin without any expression, turned around and fell into the darkness to look for prey again.

The house stained with wine and blood burned fiercely in the explosion of the detonating talisman, like a greedy demon, burning house after house.

The soaring fire, the fierce cold wind, the ruthless knife and the cold corpse are what happened tonight...

Swinging the knife, death ignited flames, just like an emotionless machine doing repetitive and monotonous things. Peace requires sacrifice, justice requires necessary evil. And what you do is the best.

solution.

"Does this count as sacrificing everything for my brother? Killing my own family, becoming a rebellious ninja of Konoha, and being misunderstood and hated by my favorite brother. Although I have never cared about other people's feelings, I still want to ask you

In other words, is it really worth it?" The masked man facing the spiral appeared behind Itachi. He also had a ninja sword in his hand, and the sword was also stained with blood.

"..." Itachi ignored him and didn't even pay attention to him. He concentrated on facing the enemy. With the cry of pain and despair, in front of him was a Uchi who had just lost his family.

For the Bo tribesman, the pain of losing a close relative made that man ignore the difference in strength and rush towards Weasel crazily.

He sided to avoid the attack, raised his sword and swung it down, a cloud of blood mist rose up, and then a column of blood burst out from his chest. He was no longer able to fight, so he could only lie on the ground, staring at Itachi with angry and hateful eyes.

"I curse you. I curse you, an Uchiha traitor, to die a good death, and one day you will be betrayed by others! Go to hell, traitor!" The sound of the detonating talisman sounded, and his slightly bowed body was just to make room for the detonating talisman to burn.

, however this final counterattack failed to work.

"I said you ninjas can use some new ideas? Why are they all suicide bombers in the end? Is Tangtang Muye's trump card just to use detonating symbols to set off firecrackers?" The masked man stabbed the man's body with a knife and cut off the pieces.

It broke his spine and destroyed the detonator.

"Hearing that there is no Itachi, he is cursing you, the traitor of the family, the traitor of Konoha. What you have done is destined not to be recognized, and you will be the traitorous ninja of Konoha forever. Every Konoha who sighs Itachi

All ninjas will gnash their teeth and say that you are the shame of Konoha and a despicable traitor. This is your next fate, Itachi. You have no place for you anymore."

The masked man walked up to the Uchiha tribesman. He slowly bent down and opened the man's eye sockets. The Sharingan, which was opened due to the grief of the death of a loved one, looked ahead with hatred. Its owner had already

He was dead, but these eyes were still fresh. Precisely and quickly, like a doctor who had performed countless operations, he quickly removed the eyeballs and placed them in a vessel filled with salt water.

Then he looked at Itachi with some mockery:

"It's a pleasure to work with you, traitor".