Uchiha Madara starts to dance

"Cut!"

Following behind Uchiha Hoon, Fourteen took all the eyes of the people around him, grabbed the hand of the wooden knife, and squeezed his bones a little white.

It was late at night, the moon was dark and the wind was high, and two drunken guys were supporting each other, staggering in the direction of home.

"Hiccup, it's a laugh on me.

Uchiha's ninjas are all handsome and cold guys, and they are scared to death when they have cold faces.

As a result, the Uchiha family will actually appear like Uchiha Xun, gorilla-like, guys with hair all over their bodies, hahahaha! The

two drunk were brazenly telling the gossip they had secretly heard, and their faces were very excited.

It seems that they are very amused to hear such 'funny' things about the Uchiha family.

"Yes, yes, I heard that Uchiha Hoon, he has not been able to find a girlfriend because of this, he even has to ask other girls when he gets along with women, will he mind that there are too many hairs on his ass This stupid question!"

"Hahahaha!"

"What an idiot!"

"Uchiha those bastards!"

Click!

The sound of tightly grasping the items in their hands sounded behind them, and the two drunkards wanted to turn their heads in confusion, only to find a pitch-black figure, standing in the moonlight, rushing towards them quickly.

"Ahhh!!h

The next day, the medical ninja who was called from the family by Uchiha was using medical ninjutsu to heal a group of injured guys in front of him under the gaze of a group of Konoha village bosses.

"It's so bad, it's so abominable!"

Senjukuma stood behind the medical ninjas, followed by Uchiha next to him, and roared out in a low voice.

"At such a time, there would be such a heinous attack in the village!"

Last night, however, many people were attacked, knocked to the ground, and their heads were bleeding.

When the ninja of the Konoha Garrison arrived, the other party left very slippery, leaving no trace.

Obviously, this guy who specializes in picking black hands at night has his own unique understanding of knocking on stuffy sticks and removing the traces left by himself.

However, the other party is just an ordinary person after all, judging from the way he attacked these guys and his strength.

Therefore, the ninjas were still able to slowly piece together clues according to some clues and find him little by little.

But before that, Konoha's image had been damaged again.

"Yes?"

Uchiha is not so important, and at this glance it can be seen that it is an attack between ordinary people.

And the person who started the game grasped the proportions, and it seemed like he wanted to teach these guys some lesson, not their lives.

Most importantly, when Uchiha asked them what they were doing before they were attacked, the guys were all stubborn, dodgy, and afraid to tell the truth.

Uchiha could see that they were afraid of themselves.

Hmph, are you talking about me, or is it saying bad things about the Uchiha clan?

Madara felt that there was another reason for this, but the pillars couldn't stand it.

After seeing the injuries of many people, he felt more and more angry in his heart.

So, during the day, when the ninjas' tracking trails were still slow, he quietly hid in Konoha Village, wanting to see if he could happen to catch the person who was disrupting the peaceful atmosphere of the entire village.

Ninjas like Senjukuma want to hide themselves, which is very difficult for ordinary people to find.

Soon, he saw a dark shadow and quietly chased behind the two drunken guys.

"Hmph!"

The bastard who has been sneaking up on others everywhere in the village must be this guy.

Today, I'm going to catch you!

Unbeknownst to him, the black shadow was being targeted by one of the most fearsome ninjas in Konoha Village, holding a wooden knife and staring sharply at the two guys in front of him.

Always closely behind them.

"Hiccup, did you hear, a lot of people were knocked on sticks last night!"

"Haha, what are you afraid of, we are not those idiots."

Although both of them drank, they were obviously quite sober.

"You know what, I heard that those guys were beaten when they were talking about Uchiha!"

"Hmph, I feel that Uchiha's ninja did it, otherwise, why can't the so-called Konoha Garrison find out anything now!"

Their Uchiha ninja themselves are disgraced, and we are not allowed to say it!

Whether it's their hairy orangutan or that kidney-deficient Uchiha spot..."

Whisper, do you want to find death? The

two drunkards lowered their voices a little there, but it was clear that there was still a lot of disobedience in the voice of one of them.

"What's wrong, can't I say, I hate those damn arrogant Uchiha the most!

Look at their high-ranking appearance, how abominable!

They were walking down the street with that smelly face, and the girls were only looking at them, where could they still see us!

"If I want to say ah, it's still useless between the thousand hand pillars, and I can't beat that Uchiha spot."

Otherwise, now this village is surnamed Senju, not Uchiha.

If the Thousand Hand Pillar becomes a Hokage, our days will be much more relaxed..." "

Yes, yes, that Uchiha is so hateful, our lives are so difficult, every day with some electricity and water, we have to collect our money, it's really shameless..."

He looked blankly at the backs of two ordinary people who would never dare to say such things to themselves, whether before or after getting drunk, and for a moment, his heart was extremely shocked.

It turns out that I, as well as Uchiha Madara in their hearts, are they all such images?

It turns out that a ninja like Hoon who is excellent in Uchiha is just a gorilla with too much hair in their eyes?

It turned out that in my inadvertent manner, the words that circulated had already caused so much damage to Madara?

What's the difference between me and these, these guys who don't know how to be grateful, guys who spread other people's privacy at will, guys who don't respect others!

"You are not allowed to say that, Mr. Hoon!"

The black shadow behind him let out a low roar, with a terrible anger, brandished the wooden knife in his hand, and rushed towards the two drunkards.

Only then did the thousand hand pillars see clearly that it turned out that the one who had been knocking on other people's sticks in the past two days was the child who had only followed Xun in the past two days.