Chapter 113 Uchiha Madara’s Eye Technique
"You are too prejudiced..."
The young man laughed in anger. He worked hard and hoped to give his wife a comfortable life. He never thought that he ignored his wife's feelings and actually let her take advantage of her.
He became furious on the spot and cursed loudly.
"Hey, sir, what you say is too unpleasant. Cowherd is a performer, not a prostitute. Can you please stop looking at people with colored eyes?"
"And your wife came here without telling you. Yes, it was wrong for her to hide it from you.
"But are you really not wrong?
"Think about why your wife comes to seek happiness. It's not because you are usually cold and neglectful, which makes her feel cold.
"Please be sensible when looking at the problem. Don't blame others for everything. This will make you appear incompetent."
Momonosuke spoke sternly, as if he was right.
The young man couldn't bear it anymore and immediately wanted to fight him desperately, trying to get rid of the blame theory and the victim's guilt theory.
However, in his anger, he overlooked one thing: this was someone else's territory.
The moment he broke out, he was subdued on the grounds of being a legitimate guard, and then sent to jail for causing trouble.
In this regard, the young woman who is already in love has nothing wrong with it. She just feels that her husband is too irrational and even wants to apologize to Momonosuke.
Momonosuke had a false smile, as if he was already familiar with handling this kind of thing.
Although this ghost pillow no longer has a stable source of income, in the spirit of sustainable fishing, Momonosuke does not intend to just throw it away.
As long as she is tricked into working for a loan shark or a sex shop, she will be able to cash out like toothpaste.
After handling this matter, Momonosuke returned to his office, tore off his usual disguise, crossed his legs on the desk, and showed no gentleness at all: "Heitan, pour me tea, I thirsty."
An honest-looking young man brought him tea and water. His name was Heitan, and he was Momonosuke's servant since he was a child.
What, you said an orphan is a servant?
Come on, that's just a marketing persona for Cowherd's store.
These days, if you don't have a tragic life experience, how can you arouse the sympathy of the masses and how can you stand out in the cowherd industry?
Momonosuke took a sip of tea, but did not drink it directly. He simply moistened his throat and then spit it out until the second cup of tea, before officially drinking it.
At this time, the door of the room was pushed open. This was his private room, and only a handful of people in the entire White Horse Cowherd shop could enter and exit freely.
The visitor was a middle-aged man with a generous appearance and a beard. He was the owner of this Cowherd shop.
However, the strange thing is that at this moment, he showed a very humble attitude towards his top cowherd: "Lord Momonosuke..."
It seems that at this moment, Momonosuke is his boss, and he is the cowherd under Momonosuke.
Momonosuke disagreed: "What's the matter, Kanjuro?"
"Sir Momonosuke, through the closed loop of the three industries of Cowherd, Customs, and Loan Sharing, we have now accumulated enough original capital. Should we..."
Momonosuke interrupted him: "I'm a little tired now, can you let me take a rest?"
"I see……"
Kanjuro was depressed and quietly retreated.
"Hei Tan, you should go out too."
After sending the two people away, Momonosuke was the only one left in the office.
He took out a necklace from his collar and frowned, he didn't want to go back to that place.
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Kinemon introduced: "Mr. Momonosuke, these are the hired ninjas who will escort you this time."
"Why are they all brats? Is it really okay?"
Momonosuke's eyes passed over Aokiji and the others, and suddenly his eyes lit up. It was the gaze of a hunter who has discovered his prey. He took the initiative to extend his hand: "Hello, Miss, my name is Momonosuke, and I am the top cowherd in our store. Your escort target this time."
Seeing that the other person reached out his hand as a friendly gesture, Tsunade hesitated for a moment and did not reach out to hold it. She simply said "Hello" to express her friendliness.
She doesn't really like people who are particularly enthusiastic when they get up, which makes him think of Jiraiya.
Momonosuke's expression was stunned. With his sunny and handsome appearance, he didn't expect that this all-conquering move would fail. He laughed: "Sorry, sorry, I actually like little girls. I can easily lose control when I see little girls. Please don't take it personally. go."
Qing Zhi complained internally: Aren’t you a lolicon?
"It doesn't matter." Tsunade said calmly.
Maybe because she was too naive, she didn't notice anything strange.
Momonosuke chatted: "What's the eldest lady's name?"
"Tsunade."
Momonosuke was stunned.
The name Tsunade sounds so strange.
He used a good disguise and said sincerely: "What a good name, Miss. Do you know Cowherd?"
"know a little."
Tsunade frowned, feeling that this cowherd was a bit verbose.
This kind of self-improvement made him think of Jiraiya, the type she hated.
Momonosuke smiled broadly and put on the look of a sunny boy: "The cowherd is a master of bringing women happiness. Miss, do you want to experience it? I don't charge you any money."
Tsunade said incomprehensively: "Why, since just now, you have been calling me Miss, Miss?"
Momonosuke said softly: "This is a nickname of love."
Tsunade looked at him as if he was a pervert. He was probably a psychopath.
A normal person would use his pet name if he came up to him. If it weren't for the fact that the other person was his employer, Tsunade might have punched him in the name of being a pervert.
Or are the Cowherds just such a strange bunch?
"what happened?"
"nothing?"
Tsunade didn't want to continue talking to him: "If there's nothing else, let's hurry up." She turned away without giving the other person a chance to continue talking.
Momonosuke was really surprised that his usually invincible charm was of no use at all.
It's not uncommon for girls of Tsunade's age to go to Cowherd's shop in the past. He succeeded in conquering it with just a few tricks. Why was it so difficult to conquer this target?
hum~
Girl you managed to get my attention.
The more he couldn't get it, the more he wanted it. Under the influence of this abnormal psychology, Momonosuke's eyes burned brightly.
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The country of peace.
In the dark room, a burly man with bandaged eyes shook the red wine glass in his hand and placed it on the table. He made a low and low voice: "I see. No wonder I haven't found him for so many years. It turns out that he changed his name and even pretended to be someone else." Got the Cowherd. Hum~~"
His name is Duo Kai, and he is the nominal king of this country.
At this moment, there were three subordinates kneeling in front of him. After hearing this, the bloated subordinate on the right said: "No wonder they can't be found. If there hadn't been a traitor among them, we really wouldn't be able to find him."
The voluptuous woman on the left grinned and said, "It seems that we can confirm that Momonosuke is the bitch."
The medium-sized man in the middle said: "It looks easy to kill Momonosuke."
"But there are ninjas from Konoha in the team they are escorting this time. They all look young. If something goes wrong, there must be a demon, and they may be very strong."
"Hehe, things are getting more and more interesting."
"Don't take it lightly."
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After his subordinates performed their tasks, Duokai was the only one left in the dark room. He slowly got up from his seat and came to a lifelike stone statue in the room. He stared at it for a long time, his eyes filled with endless admiration.
Suddenly, he seemed to feel something and frowned: "Didn't you tell me not to disturb me at this time?"
He turned around and was so surprised that he couldn't speak when he saw the figure coming out of the darkness.
This man looks very similar to the stone statue. The only difference is that the man on the face looks older.
But there is nothing we can do about it. After all, stone statues never grow old, but people do.
"You are...Madara-sama."
Uchiha Madara smiled slightly: "These eyes should get used to it."
"thanks to you."
Duokai's tone revealed infinite admiration. Without the man in front of him, he would not be where he is today.
"Take off your bandage and expose your eyes."
"Yes."
Without a moment's hesitation, Duokai took off the bandage and opened his eyes, revealing a pair of scarlet eyes with three-wheeled magatama.
Uchiha Madara narrowed his eyes slightly, and his eyes quickly turned into the appearance of the Mangekyō Sharingan, and he formed a seal with one hand: "I'll give you something interesting."
Sharingan·Transfer Seal.
