The boy's eyes were strange, with hatred, sarcasm, and a vague blankness, inadvertently showing his complex feelings.

'Hypocrisy, lies, darkness, killing, blood......'

Is this the village? Is this the current state of our Uchiha clan? ’

Uchiha Shisui thought so, unconsciously, he clenched his fists, the protruding blood vessels, like hideous earthworms, crawled all over his arms, and the soles of his feet seemed to be filled with lead, and he didn't move for half a minute for a long time.

The sudden battle, the fierce collision of the two Susanoo, turned the nearby area of several hundred meters into ruins, and the home of Shisui was one of these ruins.

But providence prevented Zhishui from being killed by the aftermath of the attack like some unfortunate clansmen, and he survived, not far from the center of the battlefield, without anyone noticing him.

So, as he ducked between the cracks in the collapsed stone slabs, he stumbled upon something he shouldn't have heard, such as the roar of the Great Elder and the brief exchange between Makoto Uzumaki and Fugaku.

Dirty politics, depraved patriarchs, distorted desires born under power, and the will of fire shrouded in a dark veil, all of these have almost refreshed Zhishui's outlook on life and the world.

Faith seemed to collapse in an instant.

Although he is only four years old this year, the past of his father Uchiha and being killed by the patriarch Fugaku himself, as well as the tragic childhood of his own family being repeatedly ostracized in the clan, undoubtedly make Shisui's mind far more mature than his peers.

Because of this, the mind of Zhishui at this moment seemed to be instantly plunged into an unimaginable turbulent whirlpool, and was shattered by the impact.

What is false? What else, is it true?

The mature mind not only makes the water stop at this moment difficult to let go of for a long time, but also the rational way of thinking makes the water stop very clear:

He can't say anything now, he can't do anything, otherwise, he may also be charged with a crime similar to "collaborating with the enemy", and finally die quietly and quietly.

Now that the Great Elder is dead, it is foreseeable that all the power of the Uchiha will be returned to the patriarch one after another, not to mention that the Hokage has put on a pair of pants with the patriarch, in this case, who will believe his words as a child?

The clenched fist was released, and bright red blood slowly flowed from the wound where the palm was pierced by the nails, and the pursed lips also relaxed, leaving only wisps of blood flowing from the corners of the mouth.

Zhishui retracted his gaze, his slightly dull gaze quickly returned to normal, and he staggered away as if nothing had happened.

Like a wooden child, Zhishui walked towards the residence of his father's former friend, an uncle with whom the family had a fairly good relationship.

The home has been destroyed, and the bedridden mother has also died in today's mutation, Zhishui doesn't want to think about who he should hate at the moment, he just wants to find someone to talk to, just talk about anything, that's all.

……

"To be honest, I always feel that leaving that little ghost is a hidden danger after all, and it is better to find an opportunity to kill it."

"At that distance, there's a good chance he'll hear what we're talking about."

Walking side by side with Makoto Uzumaki on the side of the street, Hinata fiddled with the two glass bottles in the palm of his hand, looked intently at the kaleidoscope eyeballs floating in it, and suddenly spoke, without looking back or looking away.

His expression was calm and showed a sense of satisfaction, and if anyone just looked at his expression, he would only think that Hinata was concentrating on the glass bottle in his hand, rather than discussing something related to killing.

Pedestrians passing by noticed these two Konoha bigwigs and stopped to say hello, and because Hinata Huan spoke in a low voice, no one could hear what he was saying except for Makoto Uzumaki, who was close to him.

After smiling and waving his hand to send away another respectful villager, Makoto Uzumaki also did not look back at the Hyuga Ring, but replied lightly with a smile:

"Didn't you say it before, Fuyue is not the soft persimmon of Hinata Hinata, since you have already got a bargain, it is better to accept it when you see it."

"Of course, this is just my personal suggestion, and it's up to you whether you listen to it or not, lest you keep saying that I give you bad ideas."

Hinata closed her eyes slightly, muttered for a moment, but after a few seconds, she opened her eyes again, put the glass bottle into her jacket pocket, and said in a declarative tone:

"Fu Yue is about to become the leader of the roots, and this person has already been valued by Lei Luo, I really shouldn't make too much trouble with him, so as not to look bad in the future."

Shaking his head, Hinata snorted lightly, and then said to himself:

"Forget it, it's just a three-year-old kid, what can you know? After this intervention, the Uchiha's matter is over for us. ”

Finally, I added:

"Premise, Fuyue is not a waste."

Hearing the deep meaning contained in Hinata's calm tone, Makoto Uzumaki smiled slightly, and before he could say anything, a white-clothed figure more than ten meters away in front of him came into view, which suddenly made his eyes light up, and the smile on the corner of his mouth unconsciously enlarged:

"Yo, the real waste is coming."

"You talk slowly, I'll go first."

The sound of the wind beside him swept by, and the figure of Makoto Uzumaki disappeared in the blink of an eye, Hinata paused, slowly raised his head, and looked at the young patriarch of the Hyuga clan who was in the middle of the road with a serious expression and a white kimono.

Only a second passed for the time to look at each other, and Hinata raised his hand without saying a word, and his two fingers were put together to form the imprint of the instantaneous technique, obviously not wanting to say a word to the family junior in front of him, Hinata Hinata.

"Wait a minute! Uncle Ring! ”

Before the shouts fell, five meters away, the black-clothed figure gradually blurred, and then disappeared like a burst mist, and the palm of the foot suddenly stopped in mid-air, intending to block the movement of the Hyuga ring, as if it was forever frozen at this moment.

"Big brother! Eldest brother! ”

Behind him, the shouts gradually sounded from far and near, Rizu came back to his senses, quickly withdrew his hand, covered his embarrassed heart, turned his head to look at his brother, and said with a flat face:

"Rizai, let's go back."

As soon as he stood firm, Hinata Hinata was slightly stunned, obviously not expecting his brother to say such a thing, and asked loudly with some excitement at the moment:

"Brother! It's rare for Uncle Huan to show his face, so you can't let go of your attitude and have a good chat with him in the name of the Hyuga patriarch? The current situation of our Hyuga clan ......"

"Let's talk?" At this moment, in front of his own brother, he finally found it difficult to restrain his emotions, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said self-deprecatingly:

"What about the patriarch? Today's Hyuga clan, how many people still agree with me as the patriarch, others don't know, don't you know about the day difference? ”

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