The happy man of Konoha no Hagi

Chapter 161 Yasuo's Gift in Return

After returning to the capital, the daimyo immediately organized a thorough investigation of the white monster, but as for whether there would be any gains, Yasuo said he was not optimistic.

The Heijue gang, relying on their anti-investigation capabilities, managed to survive under the noses of the two brothers of Yuyi Yucun. The daimyo's investigation is probably doomed to return in vain.

After treating the critically ill Daimyo, Mr. Yasuo, an enthusiastic citizen of the Land of Fire, once again saved Daimyo's beloved little granddaughter and grandson, which can be said to have made an indelible contribution.

So in the next week, Yasuo lived a decadent aristocratic life in the romantic daimyo mansion with peace of mind.

It is the so-called fullness and warmth.

Comrade Yasuo, who stretched out his hands and opened his mouth, had planned to tease the maids in the mansion if he had nothing to do, but considering that the real Iron Fist Tsunade was by his side, he had no choice but to give up.

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Yasuo and Tsunade were bored without the internet.

At this time, the two of them were like two salted fish, carrying a small salted fish rope tree, laying together in the garden to bask in the sun.

The warm winter afternoon sun sprinkled on the tip of his nose, making Yasuo yawn.

But Tsunade didn't feel sleepy, he looked at Yasuo from the corner of his eye, and didn't know what he was thinking.

Suddenly, Yasuo, who was about to close his upper and lower eyelids, sat up abruptly, and muttered with a distorted expression: "Master Madara... I have a lot of calculus, it's time to wash my teeth... .”

"Madara, who is that?" Tsunade asked curiously. Although she knew a Madara grandpa, she didn't think in that direction.

"A stubborn old man."

Yasuo shook his head, jumped off the recliner, and said, "Where is your study? I haven't written a story for a long time, and my hands suddenly feel itchy."

"study?"

Tsunade was taken aback for a moment, this kind of thing seems to have been abandoned long ago, right?

In the end, Yasuo was still in Zhishu's study, and the almighty Tam-jun was channeled.

"I heard that you also have research on calligraphy?" Yasuo asked.

Tam nodded and said, "In my long life, I am also a person who loves art. Besides playing the guitar, calligraphy is also my hobby."

"That's fine."

A smile appeared on Yasuo's face.

Ten years is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge, so may I ask, is Yasuo a gentleman?

With the specific coordinates of age spots and black spots, how can I not prepare a return gift for them?

If you dare to touch my brother-in-law, ah no, if you dare to touch my little brothers, how can Yasuo be happy if you don't give them eye drops?

Originally, Yasuo planned to end the Boo Boo on Gu Madara's head, but in the end Yasuo gave up this boring idea.

Hey, after all, you and Hashirama were once in love. If this sincere relationship is forgotten by time, it will be a sad thing.

Yasuo thought so, picked up the pen, and wrote a few lines of big characters on the white paper......

"Chapter 1, Don't forget Tianya Sijun..."

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A few months later, on a dark day with heavy rain, there was an underground black market somewhere.

The rotten wooden door was creaked open, and a tall man who hid his figure in a cloak walked in.

With his appearance, the originally noisy black market became quiet.

The talkative guys all lowered their heads to drink and didn't dare to look at people. Some timid bounty hunters and Langren even checked out and left in a hurry.

The emerald green pupils under the mask cast a disdainful glance at these bastards, and the tall man walked straight into the inner hall, a place only ace bounty hunters could set foot in.

"Hey, isn't this Mr. Jiaodu? Why, the S-level bounty you got last month isn't enough for you?"

"My uncle will never be satisfied with money, idiot!"

Different from the outside, there are only a few people here except the managers of the black market,

But as long as they are qualified to enter here, everyone is a bounty hunter with special Jnin and above strength.

Some of them are rebels from major ninja villages, some are ninjas from small countries who have reached the bottleneck in their own country, and even ronin warriors from the country of iron. In short, they are all pretentious but powerful people.

Ignoring a few rebellious noises, Jiaodu threw a bundle on the counter.

"The head of the young patriarch of the mountain village, let's inspect it."

A manager with thick glasses opened the bag and carefully inspected it with an unchanged expression.

After a while, he threw the head into the barrel like throwing trash, and at the same time, took out a thick stack of banknotes from the drawer and handed it to Angle.

"Master Kadotsu, I didn't mean you. After all, you are an S-level ninja. Don't you feel ashamed if you accept such a low-level reward?"

"boom!"

Angle grabbed the skirt of the rebellious and rebellious man, and lifted his feet off the ground:

"Remember, as long as you give money, I will do any reward, even if it's killing unarmed women and children, even if it's assassinating shadows of the five great powers, do you understand, you trash, this uncle is the god of ninjas—Qian The man who fought hand to hand!"

"boom!"

There was another loud bang, and the angle threw the talkative rebel on the ground like garbage, and then walked away.

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(End of this chapter)