Absolute Control of Naruto

“I have arranged a dark part of ninjutsu around the village, and even those strong people in the ‘Xiao’ organization want to break in silently.”

“The members of Xiao are all wearing black robes with red cloud coats of arms, and I have ordered that if anyone like this is found, they will immediately attack with all their might.” Yura continued.

“Good.” Markey said appreciatively.

The meeting ended quickly.

“It’s really worthy of you, so soon to act.” An old man walked with Yura and said with admiration.

“Wherever, I’ve been in this position for more than four years, and for the sake of the village, I naturally will…” Yura said, suddenly feeling something shattered in his head, and countless strange pictures rushed towards him.

“I… I actually …” Yura held his head in his hands and lowered his head, his eyes wide and his face full of incredulity. He never imagined that he was actually a spy of the “Xiao” organization lurking in the Sand Ninja Village!

“Yura, what’s wrong with you?” The man was taken aback and asked.

“Didn’t… Nothing, just some sleep deprivation. Yura said quickly.

“Is it? Be sure to pay attention to your body. The man said as he turned and left.

“So, is this my real mission?” After the man left, Yura slowly raised his head and said to himself.

He first calmly walked out of the conference room, and then took advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, and quickly galloped in the direction of the border.

Of course, this move of his cannot escape everyone’s gaze. However, due to Yura’s extremely high status and making such remarks at the meeting, it is impossible for anyone to associate him with the word “spy”!

……

Long yellow sand, endless, everywhere desolation and silence, except for an indomitable cactus tree standing there alone, lonely, lonely.

Occasionally a strong wind blows, and a thin layer of yellow sand floats in the sky. Instead of adding a touch of life to the desert, such a scene makes it even more bleak.

“Bell bell bell…”

However, in this deserted and incomparably silent yellow sand, there was a sudden sound of crisp and pleasant camel bells. The camel bell was followed by the sound of two people’s light or heavy footsteps.

Looking in the direction where the voice came from, two people wearing red cloud-like coat of arms and black robes were walking unhurriedly in the yellow sand.

The two are tall and short, fat and thin, although they both exude suffocating qi, but they have different temperaments, each with its own unique style.

Obviously, they are the members of the “Xiao” organization sent by Payne to attack the Sand Ninja Village and capture my Airo!

They wore wooden cloaks on their heads, on which hung a small bell, which constantly made a crisp and pleasant sound as they walked.

“Is it? Compared to the people sent to Orochimaru’s side, do we have to dispose of that guy first? It seems that he is a traitor who revealed our intelligence. One of the tall, thin men said as he walked. His voice was slightly immature, and he didn’t sound too old!

“There’s no way around it.” Another stocky man said coldly. His voice was very low, at least in his forties. “Even I don’t know what happened after the operation. It’s you, is it really okay just by relying on this bag? The opponent is ‘human pillar power’. ”

As he spoke, he set his gaze on a pocket held in the tall thin man’s right hand.

“My ninjutsu is all art.” The tall thin man said proudly. “Besides, I brought the eighteenth with me. After all, the opponent this time is ‘Ichio’. ”

“Art? Hum! The short and fat man snorted coldly and said with disdain. Do you think of that thing as art? Art is long-lasting and beautiful, and it can be preserved into the future, and permanent beauty is art. ”

Obviously, his understanding of art is completely different from that of tall skinny men!

“Permanent beauty is art?” The tall thin man had no intention of backing down. “As a fellow creator, man, I respect you. But art means the beauty of the moment of beauty, well. ”

“What do you say, Deidara?” The short and fat man glanced at the tall thin man and drank. “You really don’t know what real art is.”

“That’s you, dude.” Deidara said.

“No, permanent beauty is true art.” The stocky man corrected.

“Don’t be silly, art is a moment of beauty.” Deidara didn’t budge.

“Don’t get too carried away, Deidara, are you kid trying to me off?” The scorpion shouted sharply. “You know, what kind of consequences it will have if I am angry!”

“Whoosh!”

At the same time, a long scorpion’s tail-like thing came out from under the scorpion, which was actually made entirely of unknown metal, similar to a mechanical puppet!

“Every time I see this picture of Big Brother Scorpion, I feel more and more how beautiful my art is.” In the face of the scorpion’s forceful threat, Deidara not only did not give in, but became more determined in his ideas.

As he spoke, he put his right hand into the pocket he carried with him, fumbled for a while, and then took it back out. He slowly spread out his right hand, and there was actually a mouth in the middle of his palm, which was constantly chewing a kind of clay, and then opened his mouth and spit it out.

Deidara pinched it with her hand, and soon the clay was brought to life in the shape of a flying bird.

“For me, art is such a thing as exploding!” He forcefully threw the bird in his hand into the air, and then sealed it with one hand.

“Bang!”

With a loud bang, the bird turned into a huge living bird.

What an amazing ability is Deidara to turn a bird made of clay into a giant living bird? Needless to say, this must be a powerful blood succession limit! _

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