Hokage: I really can’t die

Seeing that the trouble was almost over, Ryosuke Saten took out the key in his pocket in front of the angry islanders and opened the only drawer that was still intact.

The islanders looked at each other, and they all saw doubt in each other’s eyes. As if he hadn’t seen it, Ryosuke Sato took out the notice from the drawer and walked slowly to the dock.

On this road he walked, people kept following him, trying to stop him but not daring to step forward.

So Ryosuke Sato quickly came to the dock to post the notice on the notice board, and as soon as he finished posting it, he took a step back, and everyone gathered around to look over.

When they found out that it was a poster with the unique style of their island owner to celebrate the Torch Festival, they made an ‘oh’ sound,

“It turned out to be the Torch Festival, so soon to prepare……. What a fart!! Are you stupid for us???? ”

They yelled at Ryosuke Sato.

“Where has our island owner gone? Who is your boy? ”

Everyone stared at him with a fierce look and hatred.

Ryosuke Saten is still the same slow and leisurely look, with his hands folded in front of his chest, leaning on a pillar not far away,

“How do I know, I’m just a passerby.”

“You don’t know why you have the keys to the island owner’s house, why you help her stick things!!!”

“Just entrusted by others~”

Ryosuke Sato’s unhurried appearance really choked the islanders enough to come up and fight for three hundred rounds. As if the fire was not big enough, he seemed to remember something, and walked unhurriedly towards the cake shop.

“It seems that I haven’t been paid, I don’t know how much money this island owner has, it’s all mine now.”

“What do you say!! Give me a stop!! Just as the islanders were about to take down this kid who didn’t know the height of the sky, a long-lost explosion sounded on the eastern island, and smoke rose from the island.

The scene takes the islanders back to the winter three years ago, when heavy snow fell, and before the islanders were surprised by the arrival of the snow, an explosion interrupted the cheers.

They were as helpless as then, not knowing what was happening, and the island owner dared to see it without giving an order, and could only stay on the island and constantly guess what was wrong, and today history repeats itself again.

Returning to the grass on the other side, she is facing a great test in her life. When she watched Ryosuke Saten leave, she was actually relieved that she could finally let go of the battle.

Whether it succeeds or not, there must be a result.

She looked at the robot guards who were constantly attacking her, and ignited a new fighting spirit. Her hands turned into two agitators that were spinning at high speed, smashing the arm of a guard who had slashed at her with a knife.

Another kick flew a striking guard, using this as a springboard to go higher and higher.

The grass slowly grew huge in the air, turning into an oversized square oven that sucked all the guards in one gulp. With a ‘ding’, the oven opened and spit out a pile of melted iron.

The grass fell to the ground and changed back to its original state, and after taking a sip, it muttered that it was really unpalatable.

When she returned to the kitchen before, before she could poke her head out of the sewers, a row of bullets swept over her head, almost hitting her in the head.

The grass turned his hand into a large pan to block the bullet and jumped out of the sewer and flew out with a few candies, knocking the robot guards off with a bang.

If Ryosuke Saten had been there, he would have found that the bomb was the same appearance as the candy bomb he had received when he first arrived on the island.

It’s just that there is only a few small smoke on the island, and this one is a large gunpowder.

While dropping bombs, Kakusa relied on his petite body to easily pass through the many guards, and switched his kitchen utensils from time to time.

It turned into a kitchen knife shining with metal light, and cut the robot guard’s manipulator neatly; At once, it becomes a stirrer and crushes the controller of the machine guard;

“Hmph, it’s so weak.”

It was when Pu Cao sighed that she was too relaxed, and she came to a large conference hall.

The conference hall was empty, even the robot guards who had just followed behind the grass were gone. The door slammed shut, and the surroundings became unusually quiet.

At this moment, the table in the conference hall made a ‘beep’ sound, and the whole table moved.

Countless guns with different firepower stretched out from its desktop, aiming at Pucao, and at the same time as the weapon was out, an electronic eye descended from the ceiling.

“Discovery target: Pucao. Ready for annihilation, ‘X’ 1 is ready for continuation, auxiliary procedures are in place. ”

At the same time as the words fell, the stool in the conference hall opened back, revealing a large mouth full of steel teeth, saying that it was a mouth but there was no tongue or the like, that is, the upper and lower teeth were constantly biting to crush everything.

Countless bullets were fired at Pucao, leaving her in a constant dodge. At this time, the stool that was moving rapidly also arrived, and for Pucao, the bullet was not dangerous, and the real danger was this stool that happened to reach her head.

Their blood basin is large and can swallow a single bush in one bite.

While dodging the risk of being bitten by a stool, Kakusa avoided the bullets that kept coming from the air.

It became very embarrassing, and he was not injured in the siege just now, but he had several wounds on his body in just five minutes in the hall.

And at this time, Pucao’s heart was angry, she felt that the person who designed this stool must be directed at her! Otherwise, how could this height that is not up or down be so annoying!

The grass simply turned his hand into a fork, sent it to the mouth of the stool, forked a stool and threw the gun on the table, trying to break the deadlock with the stool.

Unexpectedly, before the stool approached the table, it was discovered by the machine, and a large number of bullets were returned, which was broken into pieces.

Although it did not achieve the desired effect, it also gave the grass time to breathe.

So, Pu Cao began to frantically fork stools one by one and send them to the front of the table, and slowly the number of stools in the hall gradually decreased. Just as Pu Cao was about to take advantage of this time to attack, several small doors opened around the hall, and several reinforced stools came out of it, not only with a good tooth, but also put on the side forts.

At this time, there was also a buzzing sound in the sky, and it turned out that more than a dozen unmanned aircraft were in position.

Although it is not fatal to shoot only a small bullet, it is very annoying. Pusha is already thinking about the possibility of stuffing everything into the oven.

Pu Cao kept dodging in the hall.

There is already a wreck at the feet, but the robots in front of you are still not few, and they are increasing.