What's Up with This Puppet Master?

No matter how malicious others look at you, and whether you do or not, as long as your grades come out, you can be slapped in the face.

If you have good grades, if you maliciously slander your face, even if you are a brush, you can say that you are awesome.But if you have poor grades, you will be slapped in the face. Even if you don't brush the data, others will think you are a brush and garbage.

It's that simple.

It's not just the internet, it's the reality.

When I started writing about not making money, I was irritated by my neighbors, who said that such a big man didn’t go out to work, that he lived at home every day, and went out to buy vegetables, and was ridiculed by people: You are so capable, and you can buy and cook by yourself.This is personal experience, not made up.

But after I can write about looking for money, there will be no yin and yang.

The real world is far more magical than that. You think that the low-interest pretending to slap the face on the Internet is too fake, but in fact, there is much more reality, and there are many chapter reviews in my book.

A lot of content has just started, and before it starts, some people criticize cerebral palsy and suffocate the operation. What is the result?

Does anyone in the back think I'm doing something unreasonable?

More direct is the scene where the author of the fake immortal slapped his face at the bar last year, which can be described as a reproduction of a classic online scene.

Ahem, the topic has gone too far.

In short, in order not to be the one who was beaten in the face, the author asks for a subscription here. I think this book is still to your taste, and if you have the conditions, come and support it.

This time, I want to rush to the first-day boutique, which is [-].

In addition, the [-]D will be on the shelves tomorrow, and will be sent together on time.

I will try my best to update it later, and try to guarantee [-] words every day. If I can't do it, I will not say it, because this book is a brain hole, and it is a waste of brains to write. It must be updated on the premise of ensuring the quality.

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"Stop coming. This is a round table meeting room. Only round table members or those who are summoned by the parliament are eligible to enter."

"This is"

Long Er raised his hand to stop Ye Cang, who wanted to explain his identity, and stared at the guard with deep eyes.

The two guards were not scared at all, looking directly at him.

Seeing this, Long Er frowned slightly.

Although he did not know these two guards, as the guard of the round table meeting room, it was impossible not to know himself as a member of the round table meeting.

But these two people stopped themselves, as if they didn't know each other, there were only two possibilities.

One, these two are not the guards of the roundtable.

Two, these two were the guards of the round table, but they betrayed the round table.

Combined with the current situation in Shayin Village, both scenarios are possible.

Long Er waved his hand, indicating that Hong, who had seen the problem in advance and hinted whether he was going to kill someone, should not be in a hurry, then asked, "Is the roundtable meeting going on now?"

"Pay attention to your identity." The guard on the right side of the station door yelled loudly: "The round table meeting is the top secret of the village, and irrelevant people will make inquiries without authorization, and all rooms will be reserved."

boom!

A figure flashed in front of him, grabbed his neck and lifted him up against the wall.

"Hoho"

The middle-aged guard wanted to struggle, but pinched on his neck, the jade hand that could break the entire neck with just a little force made him not dare to move, and his face flushed from being held back.

"Just answer whatever the master asks you."

Hong stared at the guard with cold eyes, his hair was windless, and the killing intent in his eyes made him feel cold behind his back, like falling into an ice cave.This gentle and virtuous woman has turned into a cold and ruthless killer at this moment.

"What are you doing?"

The red speed was so fast that the other guard was only now reacting.

He took out the Kunai tremblingly, but before he could point the sharp end to the red, he was kicked in the chest by Ye Cang, smashed through the door of the round table conference room, and flew in.

"Don't pay attention to the chess pieces, go find the right master."

Long Er waved his hand to Hong, then stepped on the fragment of the door and walked straight in.

In the conference room, a group of acquaintances sat beside the round table.

The former councilors who were dismissed by Kazuki Sandai and two young councillors who were newly appointed.

Seeing these people, Long Er had somewhat guessed the current situation, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

"It seems that things are more complicated than I imagined!" Looking at the astonished crowd, he pretended to straighten his collar and continued: "Of course, it's much simpler than I imagined."

Hearing the sound, everyone in the conference room woke up, and one of the middle-aged people in his forties clapped the table and stood up, shouting angrily, "Long Er, what are you doing!?"

"Huh?" Long Er looked at him suspiciously, and it took a while for him to feel suddenly, "So it's you, I just said why you look so familiar."

"Hmph, do you know that my identity is still so unruly?"

"No rules?"

Long Er tilted his head with a question mark on his face.

"You just came back, without knowing it, we can not hold you accountable, but"

Halfway through the conversation, he was interrupted by a thousand books.

The speed of falling like a meteor was fleeting, pierced from his mouth, and flew out from the Tianzhu point on the back of his neck.

The middle-aged man who looked familiar to Long Er widened his eyes, opened his mouth, and made a few "Hehe" sounds, and fell down unwillingly.

All of a sudden, everyone was startled. They stood up from their seats like birds of a feather, and took a fighting posture towards Long Er and the others.

Especially when facing the red who just shot, be extra vigilant.

The people who can sit in the round table meeting are at least Joinin.But when the red shot just now, none of them reacted.

Although they didn't expect the Red Cross to take action, it was enough to show that if the opponent made a surprise attack, they could definitely kill them in seconds.

Everyone in the conference room knows Hong, after all, she has guarded the family's secrets as a maid of Long Er since her birth.

She goes to the street to buy vegetables or daily necessities every day, and she has eye-catching burgundy shawl and long hair, plus delicate skin, gentle smile, and approachable big sister temperament, it is difficult not to be noticed.

In Shayin Village, as long as people who are not too autistic, almost all know the person named Hong.

But no one knew that Hong was still such a formidable master.

No.

These former executives may know a little.

Over the years, Long Er has shown many extraordinary skills, although he has not reserved many things, and has generously disclosed them.

But due to the limitations of the times, no one can understand it.

Some people with a dark mind felt that Long Er pretended to disclose the technology, but actually hid the key parts, so they secretly sent someone to sneak into Long Er's house to investigate.

And all of them died without exception.

Whether Long Er is at home or not, the result is the same.

Over time, they also suspected the target on Hong, thinking that she was not as soft and weak as she seemed on the surface.

But they knew that Hong was not as weak and weak as it looked, but they didn't expect it to be so powerful.

Unexpectedly, there were so many jounin on the scene that none of them reacted.

"Long Er, what are you trying to do!?"

Another person opened his mouth to question, but compared to the person who died before, it was a little more stubborn.

This is not what they imagined.

In their imagination, Long Er returned to the village. Due to the change of power and power in the village, he could only give in and become a member of his circle under the offensive of their big sticks and sweet dates.

But the other party was not at all uneasy about playing cards in a routine, and he played directly.

Isn't he afraid of being the enemy of the village and being attacked by a group?

Long Er turned his attention to the speaker, and found that he was another middle-aged man in his forties, who was equally familiar.

After thinking about it for a while, I remembered the identity of this person.

"Isn't this the former Minister of Intelligence?" Long Er showed a stunned expression.

He wasn't interested in power, and he didn't care about the status of high-level people until he became a member of the round table.But the expression of this person who opened his mouth on the day of the big cleanup was flattering, and was ruthlessly dismissed by the three generations of Fengying in the end.

"What former intelligence minister?" The middle-aged man said dissatisfiedly: "I am the current intelligence minister."

"The failure of the three generations of Kazekage against Yuyin is enough to prove that he was assassinated by the scorpion and left a serious brain injury, and all his decisions were wrong. After the roundtable discussion, all orders issued after he was rescued were invalid."

"That's right, there's something wrong with his brain." Another old man stood up, "In the case of Yanyin, Kusakayin, and Yunyin uniting to besiege Konoha, as long as we, Shayin, follow and send troops, we can completely destroy it. Konoha, won the rich and abundant land, and broke the shackles of the population and environment of Shayin in one fell swoop.

But he chose to consolidate the alliance with Konoha at this time, and also wasted the other party's conditions for peace, and sent elite puppet masters to Konoha to learn medical ninjutsu. Isn't this damaging the village's combat power?

These kinds of decisions don't seem like a brain problem, but a spy sent by the enemy to destroy Sandyin. "

"It's even more wrong to let a young man with no experience take the top job at once. This has never happened in the entire ninja world."

"Long Er, although you are excellent, you are still too young to have enough experience to be the leader of the puppet army and a member of the round table."

"These are all decisions made through discussions in the village."

These former high-level leaders of Shayin, you and I, tell the evidence of the three generations of Fengying and declare their sovereignty.

Long Er did not stop them, but just wrapped his arms around his chest and listened with great interest.

Ye Cang frowned, but he just wanted to do it, but he gave up because Long Er didn't want to do it.

And Red watched with cold eyes.

Seeing that the three of them didn't mean to stop, these people said more and more vigorously.

Just when Ye Cang got impatient and was about to ask Long Er what his plans were, the windows of the conference room were all smashed open, and a large group of Shayin ninjas rushed in.

At the same time, a large number of ninjas broke in at the gate.

They joined the people in the conference room, one after the other, to surround Long Er and three people.

Long Er roughly scanned it, there were more than [-] people in the house, and it was unknown how many people were in the corridor or even outside the Fengying Building.

The former high-level executives changed their previous nervousness and became calm and composed one by one.

The former Minister of Intelligence showed a relaxed look on his face.