As the two got closer, the gossip among the villagers became more and more outrageous.
"It is said that Master White Fang's Short Sword Chakra flows three times faster than ordinary people! That is top-notch tactical micro-management skills!"
A meatball seller got involved and actually took out a poorly printed brochure from his pocket.
"Come on, come on, I still have a booklet of Mr. White Fang's deeds here!"
The man smoking dry cigarettes next to him waved his cigarette stick in an extremely exaggerated way.
"My cousin served on the front line."
"It is said that Master White Fang once used Lightning Release's ultimate move to sneak into the enemy camp from the flank and kill five people in a row without even a drop of blood on his clothes!"
Hearing this, Nohibi's feet were nailed to the spot as if they had taken root.
He didn't move, but his relaxed face turned cold little by little.
He took two big steps, grabbed the pamphlet from the meatball shop owner's hand, and quickly flipped through two pages.
Densely printed on it are all the precise data and tactical routes of Hatake Sakumo's previous missions of ANBU.
Something is wrong.
Something is so wrong!
Do these vegetable sellers know nothing about tactical micromanagement?
You know nothing about Chakra attachment strengthening?
What everyone talked about after dinner was nothing more than the price of tofu rising by two cents, and which house had a lot of trouble in front of the widow's house.
This is not wartime, and there is no official announcement at all. Who is so full that the whole country is studying White Fang's kill record?
This vocabulary is so professional that you are basically reading from a top-secret file!
Nohibi turned around and glanced at the teahouse on the corner.
A few unfamiliar middle-aged people mingled in the crowd and acted as "water soldiers". They spoke at a very fast pace and kept saying "White Fang is the best in the world".
The sitting posture of these sailors is too straight, and the hands holding tea are as steady as old dogs.
Not ordinary people at all!
Nohibi bit his back teeth and felt a chill rush straight to his forehead.
Combined with the fatal killing situation at the border Warehouse No. 7, let's look at this wave of overnight printing and distribution of brochures.
Nohibi understood everything in an instant.
Praise first and then kill.
This is not a campaign, this is a living coffin tailor-made for White Fang!
A complete and utter murderous plot!
As long as the news that Sakumo gave up the mission to save his companions comes back.
This kind of fanatical worship that is deliberately pushed to the altar will backfire very quickly in an instant.
A mouthful of saliva can drown Hatake Sakumo alive.
But the next second, Nohibi was so happy that he couldn't hold his mouth shut at all.
What a profound calculation!
The gang of old shady people at the top were making great calculations, but they still missed a little bit!
No one expected that he and Ye would also appear there, and help Sakumo complete the S-Rank mission successfully!
Now the top management is embarrassed.
The navy is still mindlessly advancing the "praising" script in the first half.
The second half of the "killing" was completely unfinished!
Nohibi There was a glint in his eyes.
The more the top management wants to kill White Fang, the colder White Fang's heart becomes.
This is called a God-sent opportunity!
Uchiha, who has been crazily squeezed out by the Hokage series, can definitely take advantage of it.
Forcibly win this Shinobi World sharpest knife into your own camp!
Thinking of this, Nohibi looked at Ye beside him and found that the boy was indifferent.
Instantly, an unrealistic idea appeared in Nohibi's mind. Is it because Ye took him out to practice just to save Sakumo?
Nohibi quickly shook his head, he did not dare to continue thinking.
Then Nohibi grabbed Ye's arm and lowered his voice, with uncontrollable excitement in his tone.
"Xiaoye, the situation has changed."
"You go straight home along this street, don't talk to strangers, and don't wander around."
"I need to go to the clan leader immediately to explain this matter."
Ye glanced at the elderly and aunties arguing excitedly with pamphlets on the street, and then looked at Nohibi's extremely serious expression.
As a time traveler, he is familiar with the operation of Danzo.
But he showed no prophetic arrogance.
He just nodded his head very obediently. "Okay, brother Nohibi, then I'll go home and take a shower first."
Ye had just turned around, put his hands in his pockets and walked out less than three steps before a series of crisp notification sounds rang in his head.
[Ding! Frenzy Points from Uchiha Yehuo, +666!]
[Ding! Ambition value from Uchiha Yehuo, +888!]
[Ding! The excitement value from Uchiha Yehuo is +999!]
Looking at the skyrocketing balance, Ye smiled like a pure love villain.
It seems that Nohibi's brain-full of muscles has finally completed its evolution, and he is probably thinking of some treacherous and wild way.
Nohibi stood at the street corner, watching Ye's back disappear.
The next second, he didn't even return home, Chakra went straight to full speed.
The whole person turned into a black shadow that passed by at high speed, ignoring the street ban and jumping crazily on the roof of Konoha.
Go straight to the Security Force headquarters building.
The wind roared violently in my ears.
In Nohibi's mind, he was replaying frame by frame the heaven-shattering scenes that had shattered his world view in the past few days due to the crazy night.
Started Two-Tomoe at the age of seven.
Minimalist micro-manipulation of the rapid river surface as if walking on flat ground.
Thirty rounds of Great Fireball in one breath without breathing.
There is also the abstract concept forbidden technique that ignores Spatial Laws and forcibly controls Jonin to kneel down and take the knife.
Not to mention that Multiple Shadow Clone, a perverted physique with no side effects after disbandment!
Is this what a seven-year-old kid can do?
No!
This is the hero descended from heaven!
He is the living ancestor who can definitely lead Uchiha to completely overturn Konoha leadership's desk!
Compared with Ye's background that ignores common sense and his resolute methods.
The current patriarch of my family, Fugaku, is so mediocre that it gives people a huge headache.
Tenten is sitting in the office, digging into the funds for three melons and two dates, and is submissive!
Uchiha wants a table-turning king of hell, not a doormat!
Nohibi's legs suddenly exerted force, the speed soared again, and the pattern was completely opened.
Security Force headquarters, top-level patriarch's office.
"Bang!"
The weather-beaten heavy solid wood door was hit hard again and was kicked open mercilessly by Nohibi.
The door frame let out a painful wail and rustled with dust.
Behind the desk, Fugaku is busy approving documents. After worrying about next month's funds, he still has to worry about Hawk faction Elder.
Hearing the noise, he looked up suddenly and saw the intact Nohibi striding in.
Thinking of the military order Nohibi had given before leaving, Fugaku breathed a long sigh of relief, and the usually serious man showed a slightly stiff smile.
"Come back so soon?"
Fugaku picked up the teacup and blew on the hot air, speaking in a relaxed tone, "How was the special training? You didn't lose a lot of meat tonight, did you?"
Nohibi stood in front of the large desk and said nothing.
His chest heaved violently and he was breathing heavily.
The veins in my neck were jumping up and down because of the extreme excitement.
Fugaku looked at Nohibi's red eyes, the hand holding the tea froze in the air, and his smile gradually disappeared.
"Nohibi? Why are you crazy? Are you mute? Or is there something wrong at night?"
Fugaku felt a thump in his heart and almost had a cerebral hemorrhage.
Damn it, has something happened to that peerless monster?!
Nohibi still ignored him.
He took two big steps and rushed directly to his desk.
"Plop!"
There was a loud noise, and even the floor shook.
Nohibi hit one knee heavily on the expensive solid wood floor, causing the inkstone on the table to take off on the spot!
He raised his neck and stared at Fugaku.
Taking a deep breath, Nohibi roared with an extremely excited voice.
"Clan leader!"
"I beg you to abdicate and make way for someone more worthy of you!"
"Pass the position of patriarch to Uchiha Ye immediately!!!"
Time seemed to have been paused at this second.
The expression on Fugaku's face changed crazily, from worry, to confusion, to shock.
Finally, it completely solidified into a petrified expression.
"Crack!"
Accompanied by a crisp explosion.
The expensive teacup he just picked up was crushed to pieces on the spot by Chakra, which he subconsciously revealed.
Hot tea mixed with broken porcelain was poured all over him, soaking the top-secret documents on the table to pieces.
But he didn't feel hot at all.
He stared intently at Nohibi who was kneeling on the ground, opening his mouth not knowing what to say.
The whole office fell into a deathly silence.
Only the tea was left dripping along the edge of the table, making an extremely harsh ticking sound.
Bada...
Bada...
Bada...
Fugaku's brain is down.
Passing down the patriarch to a seven-year-old kid?!
Uchiha Yehuo, is that paste or shit in your head?!