Chapter 142

"You two bastards!"

Hatake Sakumo, who had recovered, also chased after them angrily. When he saw the two, he wanted to kill them as soon as possible.

If it weren't for his current body of the Impure World Reincarnation, he would have died several times on this trip.

These two really didn't treat their companions as human beings.

"You're pretty fast, Sakumo."

Orochimaru calculated the time without blushing, and determined that Sakumo's speed was a little faster than he expected.

Looking at Uchiha Masa, there was a frying pan with two steaks in it and a few apples beside it.

"Lord Orochimaru, please take a look at the pan, fry it on the other side, beat the eggs in, and I'll go cut the fruit."

Orochimaru took a look and took the frying pan from Uchiha Masa.

This made Hatake Sakumo's eyes twitch, "Are you here for vacation? Aren't you going to do the mission?"

"People are made of iron and rice is made of steel. Isn't the purpose of doing missions to earn money to eat, drink and have fun? Besides, it's still early!"

Uchiha Zhen is very good at knife skills. He peeled and cut apples into pieces and put them on the plate.

When he came back, he saw Orochimaru frowning and holding the pot. The pot was fine, but the steak and eggs were black. The burnt smell almost sent him away, "Lord Orochimaru... this pot... is discolored... ha!"

Orochimaru:......

Who knew that his hands, which were used to kill people and experiments, would be a little out of control when operating cooking skills, so when he was at home, he would rather eat military pills than cook.

Although Hatake Sakumo couldn't smell the smell, he could imagine that his cooking skills were not as good as Kakashi's. I really don't know how he survived all these years.

"Orochimaru, how about... just leave it to me!"

The pot was in Hatake Sakumo's hands, and he threw out two black things that were no longer recognizable, and looked at Uchiha Makoto, "Anything else?"

"Yes," Uchiha Makoto took out two bags of beef and eggs, two boxes of instant noodles and a pot, "Please help me cook the instant noodles."

Orochimaru sat aside and ate the cut apples elegantly, waiting for other food. Who would want to eat the soldier's food pills if there was food.

"I want it medium rare."

"Why do you want to eat it medium rare? That's not hygienic at all, Lord Sakumo, bake it very well and cut it into pieces, thank you!"

Uchiha Makoto directly refuted that it was a problem of hygiene if it was half-cooked, and who knew if the cow was sick.

Beef tastes good when it is put in noodles.

Hatake Sakumo just watched the two of them eating and drinking, as if it was an illusion that no one treated the other as a human just now.

According to his thinking, Uchiha Makoto would definitely bear a grudge against Orochimaru for using him as a scapegoat, and even have some resentment. Uchiha Makoto would definitely be angry if Orochimaru pulled him back, but the two of them acted as if nothing had happened.

Are they pretending too much, or do they really not care?

"Don't you have any estrangement?"

"What?"

Uchiha Makoto looked at Hatake Sakumo with a tut, and wondered in his heart what was wrong with Hatake Sakumo.

"Master Orochimaru is my master. Master is above us. We should be honest with each other. What barriers can there be?"

Hatake Sakumo didn't feel hungry. His mind was full of the two of them using each other as a scapegoat in order to escape. "You are really honest with each other. If I were replaced by someone else, would you do the same?"

"It depends on the situation. The worthless ones will definitely be thrown out. If they are like Master Jiraiya, they will definitely not be thrown out. Even if they are thrown out, they can survive. If the matter is exposed, don't we have face?"

He was actually speechless. Uchiha Makoto was the first one who could describe shamelessness so elegantly.

"Okay, the person we are waiting for has arrived."

Orochimaru finished the last mouthful of noodle soup and interrupted the conversation between the two. He was not afraid that Hatake Sakumo would quit, but he was mainly afraid that he would be angry with Uchiha Makoto and could not rest in peace after returning.

Miyashiro En appeared under the valley where they were. The smell on his body made him retch all the way.

Orochimaru disliked the disgusting smell and sat on the top of the valley to watch the fun.

Uchiha Makoto appeared in front of him, with his arms folded, staring at him with his Mangekyō Sharingan, "Brother, you finally showed up."

"Want to run?"

Uchiha Makoto didn't move, curled his lips, and the scene around him became very strange, with countless snakes entwined around Yuyashiro En.

"Knowing that Uchiha is good at illusions, you didn't guard against it. Where did your caution go that made you not dare to show up?"

Hatake Sakumo, who was standing on the valley with Orochimaru, was amazed by this illusion, and at the same time fell into deep thought about the different Sharingan.

"How can we not guard against something that everyone knows!"

The scene changed again.

Uchiha Makoto drew the two swords at his waist and stabbed at Yuyashiro En. The continuous and strange swordsmanship seemed to be injected.It has entered the soul, and the connection between each landing point and swordsmanship is so perfect that there is no flaw.

"What a powerful swordsmanship, there is no flaw at all."

Hatake Sakumo stared at Yan Jinggan and did not let go of any of Uchiha Makoto's movements.

"This set of swordsmanship has a total of 18 styles, each of which has its own characteristics, and the attack and defense are weird and unpredictable. The opponent gradually becomes a plaything in his hands."

His evaluation is very pertinent. Uchiha Makoto is really cowardly. This kind of strength is enough to walk sideways in Konoha.

Orochimaru accepted an excellent disciple, but this kind of character... Thinking of this, Hatake Sakumo frowned. He was disgusted with this behavior of not treating his companions as human beings.

"Indeed, if you have an excellent disciple, you will not die so aggrievedly."

Orochimaru's eyebrows were full of pride, and he showed no mercy when finishing off the wound.

Miyashiro En was stepped on by Uchiha Makoto from a high position, without any resistance, and his eyes gradually became dull.

"My grandfather said that ants will make people lose the desire to fight."

After saying that, Uchiha Makoto finally felt the same way when Madara asked him when he was fighting the whole audience alone, "Do you want to dance too?" That kind of coolness!

Cool! If you have the ability, don't pretend, but hide it!

Wait until he has the Eternal Mangekyō, and you can pretend as much as you want!

Let them lie on the bed with the experimental materials, and never steal again.

Hatake Sakumo heard what Uchiha Makoto said, and suddenly found that he knew very little about Uchiha Makoto.

He disdained to fight with others head-on because the other party was an ant in his eyes.

Orochimaru frowned and thought, when did his filial disciple have a grandfather!

Being tied up by several snakes and thrown in a corner, Uchiha Makoto squatted opposite him and looked at Yuyajo En carefully. It turned out that he looked like this when he was young.

"Let me ask you, did you kill all the people in Hell Valley? Did you hold them in your arms and lie down for a few days after you killed them?"