Chapter 357 1 Sides

Naruto's eyes flashed with cunning, and he raised his eyebrows at Smoker, who was fighting with him, with a smug look on his face. "Hey, this," he shook his fist wrapped in Armament Haki, with a bit of teasing in his tone, "but this is a special skill taught by our captain Kamui."

When Smoker heard this, his eyes almost popped out of his head, and his face looked as if he had been struck by lightning. "Kamui? Are you talking about Uchiha Kamui from the Uchiha Pirates?" He asked anxiously, his voice rising a few notches.

Naruto laughed and nodded in acknowledgement: "Yes, it's that Kamui brother!"

"So you are a member of the Tuanshan Pirates? My God, you little brat are actually a pirate!" Smoker's voice was full of disbelief.

Naruto puffed out his chest, looking proud: "Of course, I'm a genuine pirate! However, big brother Kamui often told us that identity is just a label, and people who do big things have to do things according to their own wishes. So, we never do such despicable things as robbing a village. We only rob those self-righteous pirates to teach them a lesson!" At this point, Naruto's eyes lit up, as if he had seen the pirates who were taught a lesson by them being humiliated.

"Hey, Brother Shenwei has something to say, he wants to 'engage in some industry competition.'" As he spoke, his eyes were shining, and his expression made it seem as if he was treating Shenwei as a god from heaven.

When Smoker heard this, the expression on his face was so funny, as if he had eaten a live fly and found it hard to swallow.

He thought to himself, it's easy to say, don't you want to live a carefree life? But his identity as a navy is like carrying a thousand-pound tortoise shell on his back, plus there is the pressure of the world government above his head, how can he do whatever he wants.

Perhaps only those lawless pirates could say such words without any scruples.

The so-called industry competition, huh, isn’t it just a fight for territory?

Just when everyone was confused, Naruto suddenly scratched his head and muttered: "Strange, where did that girl go just now?"

He looked around like a child who had lost his toy.

But no matter how hard he looked, he couldn't find any trace of Kerla.

It turned out that while they were fighting, Kerla had already slipped away.

Although this approach was a bit unfair, she had no choice but to resort to this measure in order to protect the identity of the revolutionary army.

According to the plan, Kerla quietly came to the Navy branch and handed in the blood pressure-raising letter of complaint.

As soon as she sent the letter, she immediately changed her face into a completely new look. This way, even if someone wanted to follow her, they would not be able to find any clues.

This happened so coincidentally that it seemed like a written script.

Kerla was walking home, feeling unhappy, and happened to run into the guy who defeated Sabo - Indra. He didn't recognize Kerla, but she remembered him clearly, thinking: If it weren't for you, Sabo wouldn't be lying on the bed. She glared at him, as if she could shoot out anger, and had long thrown the matter of hiding her identity out of the clouds. Indra felt something was wrong, turned his head and saw, oh, isn't this a provocative look! The two looked at each other for a moment, and Kerla rushed forward aggressively, grabbed his collar, as if he had found an outlet to vent: "It's you, the culprit who caused Sabo to be injured!" After hearing this, Indra had a clue in his mind, oh, it turned out to be a revenge. He smiled coldly: "Are you here to pay for your life?" As soon as the voice fell, the icy eyes shot directly at Kerla, and his hand involuntarily moved to the handle of the knife. Kerla felt uneasy when he was staring at her. She stepped back subconsciously and thought: This guy is not easy to deal with. I have to think of a countermeasure.

Kerla glared at Indra angrily, feeling so annoyed that her collar slipped off as she loosened her grip. She thought to herself: Kerla, Kerla, how can you be so easily frightened? I have to find an explanation! So she mustered up her courage and acted out a "female warrior seducing male warrior" scene, grabbing Indra's arm tightly and pretending to say, "Just obey me."

"You, you stop right there!" Kerla stuttered while clinging to Indra like an octopus.

Indra struggled twice, but his arm didn't move at all. He secretly exclaimed in his heart: This girl is really strong! He sighed helplessly. If the Black Pearl Band's performance was not about to start, he would have... Well, let's get this farce out of the way first.

"What do you want?" Indra looked helpless, as if to say "I really admire you."

Just as Kela was about to speak, a burst of shouting and cursing broke the confrontation between the two. "Stop, don't run!" "Don't let that girl run away!" "Be gentle when you catch her, don't damage the goods!" The voices were even more lively than a big opera.

Indra looked back curiously and saw a group of strong men chasing a girl all over the street. The scene was like a farce.

"Oh, isn't this the little beauty of our Tuanshan Pirates, Uchiha Izumi!" When Indra saw her, he pulled out his Tensuo tooth with a smile. He looked like a comedian ready to perform on stage.

"Come on, let me show you my skills!" Before he finished speaking, he had already swung out a slash, and the posture looked like he was performing acrobatics.

"Look at my 'Underworld Crescent Moon Breaking'!" This shout really sounded a bit like shouting on the stage.

How could Indra just sit there and watch his brother being bullied? He used all his strength to strike the knife.

In the blink of an eye, a black light flashed, and a huge vertical pupil appeared in the air. The look in its eyes was just like a lazy cat that just woke up and yawned.

Before the strong men who were chasing Uchiha Izumi could react, they were swallowed up by the lazy cat-like vertical pupils with a "whoosh".

At this time, Shutong yawned and slowly closed his eyes.

On the street nearby, the original noise suddenly turned into silence.

In the crowd, a middle-aged man with a slicked-back hair and a well-dressed suit witnessed all this and turned pale with fright. His originally crisp suit was now soaked with cold sweat, turning into a "wet suit".

He was the boss of that group of strong men. He was commanding his men majestically just now, but now he was frightened to death by Indra's knife.

At this moment, he no longer had the mind to catch Uchiha Izumi. He just wanted to slip away and get away from this place of trouble as far as possible.

He was about to run away when he suddenly felt a chill on his neck. He looked up and saw that Indra had been standing beside him without anyone noticing, with a sword on his neck. He was so scared that he almost forgot his name. With the answer in hand, Indra waved his hand and ordered him to end his life.

At this time, Uchiha Izumi came running back and said with a look of relief: "Oh, Vice Captain Indra, you are really a timely help! Thank you!" Although her smile was a little forced, after all, she had just come back from the gates of hell, and it was difficult for her to smile.

Indra still asked with a blank expression: "Where is Itachi? Where did he go?" This guy's blank expression was as cold as the Ice Age, but everyone was used to it.

When Quan heard this, his expression instantly fell: "Alas, I...I lost him."

"At that time, little Sasuke almost became someone else's 'VIP'. When Itachi heard about it, he jumped after him like a rabbit chasing a carrot."

"As for me, I followed the crowd and hopped along behind Itachi-san, but I lost him without paying attention!"

"Then, those people probably thought that one person was not enough, so they wanted to take me with them."

"You know what happened next. It was so exciting."

When she said this, there was inevitably a hint of loss in her voice.

But this loss was not because Itachi ignored her in order to save little Sasuke, but because she felt she had become a burden.

Indra was listening nearby, and combined with his own memories, his mind was as clear as a mirror.

This was obviously premeditated, with some hidden agenda behind it.

Hey, it turns out it was for the beautiful eyes of the Uchiha family - the Sharingan.

You know what, it’s because some big shot took a fancy to this treasure and wanted to add it to his own collection.

This reason sounds funny, right? But it is the truth.

Think about the Kuruta tribe in the neighboring Hunter x Hunter. Their entire family was wiped out for such a funny reason.

What is this called? Nothing is a treasure, but possessing a treasure is a sin.

In the world of Naruto, it's the same principle.

Why did that old man Danzo insist on exterminating the Uchiha clan? It was because he was attracted by the power of the Sharingan and wanted to possess it for himself.

Indra sorted out the whole thing and had a clear idea of ​​what was going on, but he didn't intend to tell Quan everything at once.

"Hey, telling her now would only cause more trouble." Indra said, making a helpless gesture, "Not only will she worry for nothing, but what if Black Pearl's performance goes wrong? That would be a tragedy."

"Come on, let's go to the execution platform and find everyone." He turned to Quan and suggested in a relaxed tone.

After hearing this, Quan smiled and nodded, as if Indra's suggestion was exactly what she wanted.

The two walked side by side to the execution platform. Behind them, Kerla quietly poked her head out from the crowd and breathed a sigh of relief. Indra's fierce appearance just now made her feel frightened. Thinking of how she had bravely grabbed Indra's collar to argue, Kerla's heart was beating fast: if he was in a bad mood just now and hit her, he would probably be drinking tea with Fisher Tiger in heaven now. Thinking that this place was too dangerous, Kerla decided to leave as soon as possible.

Meanwhile, at the other end of Rogue Town, Shisui was strolling leisurely. The sword on his waist became a cane to support his leisurely stroll. He looked left and right, and whenever he saw something new, he would stop to study it. When his curiosity was satisfied, he would continue his leisurely journey with a smile on his face.