The Devouring Evolution of the Wild Python

Konoha Village, Ninja Hospital, Room 303.

This ward is very spacious and quiet, with a pink-white roof, pale white walls, and simple furnishings. There are two beds, four stools, and a vase of flowers on the bedside table.

"Ho ho ho! Ho ho ho..."

Sasuke was lying on the hospital bed, his voice was like a night owl, shrill and unpleasant, with deep despair!

Sasuke looked at the gray ceiling, the pure white to dull color, and the faint smell of disinfectant in his nose. He wanted to raise his arm and touch the peeled apple left by Sakura. After several attempts, he couldn't lift it. Get up and lie down on the bed dejectedly.

This made him feel deeply frustrated!

At this moment, the door to the ward opened again.

Sasuke's ears twitched slightly, and there was a hope in his heart that he couldn't even describe, looking forward to Sakura's return.

However,

Reality slapped Sasuke hard.

The visitors were several injured young men, who looked about the same age as Sasuke. They helped each other and sat on the hospital bed next to Sasuke.

At this time, Konoha Village suddenly encountered war. There were many such patients, and every ward in the Ninja Hospital was packed.

Sasuke couldn't help feeling disappointed and sighed in his heart.

Several injured young people, including a arrogant and ruffian-looking kid, took a few glances at Sasuke's hospital bed. The more they looked at it, the more familiar it became, and they finally recognized Sasuke.

He walked up and looked at Sasuke bandaged up like a mummy, and couldn't help but said jokingly:

"Hey, everyone, come and take a look. Isn't this the original genius Sasuke? How did he become such a virtuous person?"

The angry kid made a sound, which immediately attracted the attention of his companions.

"Yamamoto, what did you say?"

The kid named Yamamoto pointed at Sasuke unceremoniously and said to his companions:

"I heard early on that Sasuke, the genius at our school, will be a waste for the rest of his life. I never expected that we would be so destined to meet here."

Yamamoto's companions came forward one after another, as if watching the orangutans in the zoo, pointing and commenting on Sasuke.

"Tch, I thought he was a genius, but it turns out he can get hurt too, hahaha!"

"Isn't that right? I remember when I was in the ninja school, I asked him how to throw kunai, but he turned his back on me!"

"God is really wise now, things are changing. Look at his eyes. Are he unhappy with us? Come on, come on, come and hit me. Can't you hit me? Hahaha!"

Watching him build a tall building, watching him entertain guests, watching his building collapse.

People like to create gods, and even more like the death of aloof gods.

When people see the dazzling geniuses in the past reduced to a paralyzed waste state, people often have no pity, only endless ridicule and ridicule.

Sasuke pursed his lips tightly, his pupils already bloodshot, staring straight at Yamamoto and the others.

Yamamoto walked to the hospital bed, picked up the apple that Sakura had peeled for Sasuke, gnawed it carelessly, and said:

"Tsk, tsk, such a good apple, it would be a waste to give it to a waste like you, so I accepted it without mercy."

Click! Click! Click!

Yamamoto's silver-white teeth gnawed open the apple, and the sweet juice flowed into his mouth. It felt sweet with a slight sour taste, which gave it a unique taste.

Yamamoto was a little surprised and said:

"Hey, these apples are pretty good!"

This scene was reflected in Sasuke's pupils, making him so angry that his chest heaved violently, and his lungs were like a leaky bellows. He was gasping for air. The three Magatama Sharingan opened at some point and stared at Yamamoto. .

This is the apple that Sakura peeled for him! ! !

How dare he eat it! ! !

Yamamoto noticed Sasuke's ferocious look and was slightly frightened, almost losing his grip on the apple.

But then he remembered that the other party was already a cripple and could not even stand up. Why should he be afraid of him?

Thinking like this, Yamamoto suddenly became jealous and threw away the flowers in the bottle beside the bed, twisted the bottle and turned it upside down, splashing the water on Sasuke's face.

"I want you to stare at me!!!"

Wow! Wow!

The cold water splashed down, wetting Sasuke's face, as well as the pillow and quilt.

Yamamoto’s partner was startled and asked:

"Yamamoto, what are you doing?"

Yamamoto shook the vase hatefully and dripped the little water left on Sasuke, with no trace of jealousy in his eyes, and said:

"Sasuke, this kid, didn't look down on us when he was in school. I'm going to show him some color now!"

"No, look, what else can this loser do besides staring at us?"

When Yamamoto's partner heard this, he suddenly felt that it made sense.

In addition, Sasuke was just as rumored. He couldn't even speak, let alone move, which immediately aroused malice in their hearts.

A person who is not envied by others is a mediocre person, but when a once brilliant genius falls from the altar, he is bullied by dogs and bullied by those villains who once looked down upon him!

"Yamamoto is right. When I was in school, I had long been unhappy with Sasuke!"

"That's right, why is he so popular with girls! He's just a pretty boy who relies on women to make ends meet!"

The more they talked, the more angry they became, so they started to move their hands and punched Sasuke one after another.

"Woo! Woo!"

Sasuke's pupils widened and he was extremely angry. He wanted to use the three Magatama Sharingan to perform genjutsu to make these guys look good.

However, once chakra circulates in his body, it is like a knife cutting, causing severe pain, and he cannot perform any illusions at all.

I hate it! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Being bullied by these trash that he once looked down upon, Sasuke's heart was filled with anger! ! !

call! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

A gust of wind roared into the small ward through the window, as if a typhoon had set off inside, lifting the quilts and making Yamamoto and others unable to stand firm.

"What the hell? Why is there such a strong wind?"

Yamamoto cursed, then looked at the window, and was stunned.

I saw that one side of a huge snake head filled the entire view of the window, and a snake eye as big as a lantern looked at Yamamoto and the others with a humane and playful look, as if looking at a clown.

“Holy shit!!!”

Yamamoto and the others were just the bottom students in the ninja school. They barely became genin and were just messing around. They had never seen such a huge white python like Naito. They were so frightened that they fell to the ground with their legs It leaked all over the floor, and the smell was unpleasant.

Yamamoto and the others didn't care about their face. They turned around, got down on all fours, crawled and rolled out of the door and ran away. They were so embarrassed!

Naito didn't bother to take action against these rubbish, his eyes met Sasuke's in mid-air, and with a bewitching tone, he said:

"Sasuke, do you crave power?"