"Are you looking for me?" There was no hurry, and he took the initiative to walk into the winter night behind a slightly remote path, and said to the empty air.

Well, a kunai in the hand of the winter night suddenly shot behind him, and the whole person suddenly rose up, jumping from the alleyway to the roof of the house.

Poof, a kunai shot out of the kunai that shot out of the winter night, and almost at the same time as the winter night appeared around the roof, it was visible to the naked eye, and four ninjas wearing masks appeared.

Winter Night's eyes shrank, "Konoha Dark." The familiar term came to mind. The four ninjas around him are dressed very familiarly, so they shouldn't be mistaken, the equipment that belongs to the Konoha Shadow Ninja.

A vigorous black suit, a purple-gray vest, a long knife behind him, and a meow face mask that conceals his identity.

Four members of the dark department, this is already the formation of a ninja squad, and it has something to do with the dark department, is it Sakumo Qiki? Such a possibility is just a flash and then disappears.

"Is there something wrong?" The original question was repeated.

The kunai that appeared in his right hand shimmered with a different kind of brilliance in the bright morning sun, and according to their answers, Winter Night would also choose a different way to deal with it, because at this moment, his leg muscles were maintaining the specification of the fastest speed that could explode at any time.

"On the winter night of Liuchuan, Lord Tuanzang is invited." The four ninjas were casually moving to their positions, and the only eyes that were not hidden by masks were staring at the winter night at the moment.

Bunzo? Who's that? The look of surprise was shown on the outside, but in the bottom of his heart, he began to recall the other party's information, the disciple of the second generation Hokage.

Although his general popularity is much smaller than that of the three generations who are also disciples but are noble Hokage, his reputation is not inferior to that of the three generations of Hokage in the ninja profession.

Root! Although they are equipped with the same equipment as the Shadows, at this moment, Winter Night vaguely knows their true identity.

Root, also known as the "Shadow Training Department", after the current three generations of Sarutobi succeeded the Hokage, Danzou established his own independent organization "Root" in the name of the Shadow Training Department, and was active in the shadows as a leader.

The news obtained through his own way is the only harvest of Winter Night over the years, and now it needs to be considered, could it be him? The other party's active contact made Winter Night subconsciously derive an idea in his mind.

Danzo! There may be some connection between it and the man's death, and there is never a lack of assumptions again and again in the search for the truth of things, and the only way to get the only result from the hypothesis is the stupidest, but the only way.

So!

The choice is?

"Danzo-sama?" A trace of doubt appeared on the face of the winter night, and the eyes turned subconsciously glanced up to the left, as if reminiscing.

"I'm sorry, maybe I'm not knowledgeable, but I don't remember knowing him." Winter Night took back the kunai carelessly, and seemed to have returned to normal from a state of vigilance.

"Of course, how can Tuanzang-sama be able to know a guy like you."

The voice that spoke was not loud, and at a young age, the surging aura on his body showed his strength.

The toughness of his tone made Dongye realize the weight of the man named Tuan Zang in the hearts of these people.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Stopping the talkative guy, the first speaker kept staring at the winter night, without looking away.

"Liuchuan Winter Night, although our order is to take you back, I still hope that you can make a wise choice!"

Taking a step forward, he directly broke into the private distance of the winter night from the warning distance, and the flickering cold in his eyes showed the opponent's strong will to attack.

The cold air that also seeped out of the other three people did not make Dongye look sideways, and it could be seen from their behavior that they obviously didn't care if Dongye would agree. If you don't agree, the other party doesn't mind being tougher.

"I'd love to accede to your request, but before I do that, I want you to know one thing."

Winter Night frowned and stepped back, expressing his resistance to the other party step by step, although this only made him closer to the person behind him.

"What?" He was indeed the leader of the four, and when he took the words, his voice was not friendly.

"Orochimaru-sama is my mentor Shangshinobi, and he has just asked my team to complete a mission together, and the preparation time he gave is only thirty minutes."

The three outstretched fingers were placed in everyone's field of vision.

Orochimaru, the deterrent of the name, is perhaps the only reason why they still have the patience to continue to endure the winter night nonsense so far.

"And now, almost ten minutes have passed, then!" There was no time, just plain nonsense, but at the same time a finger was withdrawn.

"There are two choices for me, one is to follow you, and the other is to go back to Orochimaru-sama!"

Unusually, the body leaning forward slightly began to take the initiative to approach the guy in front of him, from retreating defense to aggressive attack, the transformation was extremely abrupt.

"So, what should be the answer?"

At the moment when he almost completely intersected with the other party, the winter night suddenly exerted force under his feet, the fragile roof shattered instantly, the tiles instantly sagged, and the eyes staggered at that moment, and the two of them had already gone up and down, stretching a distance.

There was a loud splash on the ground, the accumulated dust scattered, and in the glow of the sun, in the illusion of overlapping darkness and light, several winter nights instantly dispersed from the house and left in their respective directions.

"Shadow clone!" Witnessing this scene, the four root ninjas intertwined their eyebrows and eyes, without words, spread out in tacit understanding, tracking in their different directions.

There was only a piece of wreckage left in its place, but other than that, no one gathered around the room, perhaps the owner of the room had gone out by chance.

The sunlight folded in the dust, and then a certain dark tile changed into the appearance of a teenager in the next moment.

"Is it just a coincidence?" He didn't seem to care if someone would suddenly find him, quietly looking up at the glare of the sun, the winter night was struggling with a certain problem.

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"Orochimaru?" In the darkness underground, four root ninjas knelt in front of a middle-aged man.

"No!"

"It's Ape Fly!" Being familiar with the other person's self and coming up with such an answer is definitely beyond doubt.

"Really? Not planning to meet me? ”

"In that case, let's wait until the mission is over, and then invite him well!"

"Until then, there are more important things."

The wail is the punishment given by the failure of the mission! Exudes despair that everything cannot be transmitted above the ground!

Root! Still deep in the ground!

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