In Naruto, people fall to the ground and die

The Uchiha clan's resident, the police building.

The building that used to be brightly lit is now pitch black and eerily quiet. Through the open door, you can see several figures lying on the ground. In the darkness, something seems to be flowing around.

I don't know how long it has been.

A slender girl passed by here with a ponytail.

Under the cold moonlight, a small face was illuminated quite delicately and white. She was about twelve or thirteen years old, full of youthful vitality. She wore a Konoha ninja forehead protector on her forehead. She seemed to have something on her mind. Her lips moved slightly from time to time, muttering something, and slowly walked forward.

But soon, her steps stopped, her eyebrows slightly clustered, and she raised her head in surprise.

Why are the street lights in the resident not turned on tonight?

Not only are the street lights not turned on, but there seem to be very few pedestrians on the road.

With such a good moonlight, there used to be some old people coming out to see the moonlight and strolling around~

Finally, Uchiha Izumi looked at the police building not far away.

The sign of the Uchiha clan's residence was also dark, and there was no one from the clan patrolling on weekdays.

It was eerily quiet.

"Something is wrong~"

Uchiha Izumi muttered softly, and instantly opened her three-magatama Sharingan, trotting over, but soon she stopped and looked at the two clansmen lying in a pool of blood at the door with disbelief. Under the gaze of the three-magatama Sharingan, the chakra of the two men had dissipated and their heartbeats stopped. Two uncles are dead!

Is there an enemy?!

But the next moment, she looked at the door of the building vigilantly, and took out a sharp kunai in her hand skillfully.

Because inside the building.

A masked black-robed figure was slowly walking out.

In the darkness , a scarlet Sharingan exuded a strange red light, and with the shaking and hitting of the iron chain, a figure walked out, holding a sickle in his hand, and drops of blood slid down the blade.

Uchiha Obito also looked at the girl outside the house, and the three exquisite black magatama in his one eye rotated slightly for a moment.

The moment Uchiha Izumi was stared at by the other party, she felt a chill all over her body, her heart sank, and she forced herself to stay calm, learning the movements that Uchiha Itachi had taught her before to stay calm, holding the kunai, and using the Sharingan to observe the other party's movements, while asking in a deep voice:"Who are you?!"

"Very beautiful eyes~"

Uchiha Obito took a look at the other party's three-magatama Sharingan and gave a compliment that was irrelevant to the question. After the words fell, he was like an emotionless killer. The chain on his wrist slipped off, and with the sound of metal, he rushed towards the girl simply and roughly.

""Swish~"

Uchiha Izumi threw out two kunai at an extremely fast speed and at a tricky angle, instantly piercing into the opponent's body.

Success?!

Before Uchiha Izumi could be surprised, he saw the two kunai pass through directly, as if they pierced the air, missed, and sank into the wall behind.

The next moment,

Uchiha Obito approached, wrapped the iron chain in his hand, and tied up Uchiha Izumi with skillful movements, and threw him on the ground.

"How could this happen?!"

Uchiha Izumi was puzzled as to why her kunai missed, but she soon stopped thinking about these questions.

Because Uchiha Obito directly raised the blood-stained sickle in his hand and dropped it on Uchiha Izumi without any hesitation.

Looking at the rapidly falling sickle.

Uchiha Izumi felt that time was passing very slowly, and a breath of death enveloped her whole body. For the first time, she felt that death was so close to her. She closed her eyes in despair, and a figure of a person emerged in her mind. Will he appear to save her?

Maybe not~

She really didn't want to die.

With a gust of cold wind passing by, Uchiha Izumi found that she was not dead, and the falling sickle stopped an inch away from her neck. Uchiha Izumi blinked, and her eyes with tears looked a little cute.

Uchiha Obito looked at the figure walking slowly not far away with some confusion.

Uchiha Itachi?

Or...

Soon, Uchiha Obito got the answer. A red-haired young man in ordinary clothes walked over slowly. There was no chakra fluctuation on his body. He looked like a villager from Konoha Village strolling on the street. The only characteristic might be that he was handsome.

Konoha villager?!

Obviously not!

Because the Uchiha clan had been blocked by the Hokage and Danzo's people, it was impossible for anyone to escape, and it was impossible for anyone to come in at will. Only a weak Genin like Uchiha Izumi could run in alone. As for those powerful Uchiha clan members, there would be people from the root who would specifically kill and cook them.

As for Uchiha Itachi and Uchiha Obito, they were responsible for the massacre of the entire Uchiha base.

At least on the surface, Konoha could not leave any traces, giving others the feeling that Konoha had taken action.

So it was abnormal for someone to come in at this time.

And the other party's dress did not look like a Konoha ninja. At least Uchiha Obito knew all the famous and powerful Jonin in the entire Konoha. After all, he was also a Konoha man back then.

""Boss?"

Uchiha Izumi was slightly stunned, feeling a little unbelievable.

It was impossible for Uchiha Izumi not to know the owner of the music box shop. She really liked that music box. It seemed that he was a couple with Senior Yuhi Kurenai.

"Are you interested in making a deal?"

Scorpion ignored Uchiha Izumi, who was not familiar with her. She looked at the masked man in front of her and said softly, her dark eyes calmly looking at the other's Sharingan.

"He spoke? He's not dumb?!"

Uchiha Izumi, who was about to remind Scorpion to run away, was shocked again, because in the past, Scorpion always looked dumb and never spoke.

"Trade? Interesting, what do you want to trade? Her?"

Uchiha Obito seemed to be aroused by the sudden arrival of this stranger in front of him. He chuckled and glanced at Uchiha Izumi under the knife and asked

"I need a few pairs of Sharingan, but I'm obviously a little late. You have almost taken all the three-magatama Sharingan, and the rest are just defective goods. I have no choice but to ask you for them. As a deal, I can promise not to cause you any trouble tonight~"

Scorpion tilted his head slightly, his dark eyes were a little cold under the moonlight, and his slightly handsome face seemed a little cold at this moment, and he said slowly

"You won't cause trouble for us? Ha, you are arrogant, but this joke is not funny. I don't think you have the ability to cause trouble~"

Uchiha Obito seemed to have heard a joke. The three magatama in his eyes slowly rotated, and the color became brighter. His eyes drooped slightly, looking at Scorpion, and sneered.

But soon his sneer solidified.

Behind Scorpion, nearly a hundred metal figures appeared out of thin air, as if teleporting, silently.

Standing in the air, they formed a neat queue, and then slowly spread out in a regular pattern, like a peacock spreading its tail. Pairs of dark red eyes flickered slightly under the moonlight, silently staring at Uchiha Obito. The metal armor with unique circuits seemed to be Almost light blue chakra can be seen flowing.

Uchiha Obito's eyes suddenly fixed when he saw this scene, and he recognized the person.

Or rather, he recognized these puppets.

These puppets are more delicate than the puppets he saw last time, and the circuits on them are more complicated.

The most important thing is that the scene where these puppets suddenly appeared before reminded Uchiha Obito of his teacher, the fourth Hokage's golden Flying Thunder God, but can these metal puppets also perform Flying Thunder God?!

At this moment, the world was quiet.

Under the cold full moon, Scorpion, who was guarded by nearly a hundred metal puppets, looked at Uchiha Obito calmly, waiting for a reply with sincerity and patience.