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Chapter 133 Bitter, Painful

Chapter 133 Bitter, Painful

Yukong raised his chin slightly and sat in a corner.

Not very eye-catching.

I ordered a few dishes at random and asked for two bottles of wine, and then quietly poured myself a drink.

The main goal is still to keep an eye on the two sand hidden ninjas.Soon the food and drink were served, and the two began to eat like normal diners.

There was some hesitation in holding the wine bottle, Ao Quan was obviously a person who had never been in contact with this kind of drink.

But he still poured himself a cup, and then smelt it, frowning at the pungent smell.

Of course he knows about wine.

But never drank it.

He grew up in the roots since he was a child. In addition to the title of Ao Dog, he also gave himself a name.

It's just that I haven't mentioned it to anyone else recently.

People like them were originally not allowed to have their own names except titles.

Because you have your own name, you also have your own thoughts.

Just like not drinking alcohol.

Ao Quan has always kept discipline in mind, and has never touched the red line, including the name he gave himself, which has always been hidden in his heart.

But today
After hesitating for a while, watching the woman on the other side of the table pour herself a drink, she still raised her eyebrows with a frown, made up her mind, and gulped it down with a firm gaze as if desperately fighting for her life.

Almost didn't spit it out.

A strong burning sensation poured down his throat, his cheeks turned red instantly, and sweat oozes from his big face.

He couldn't understand why so many people were obsessed with wine that was so bad.

He has also seen Konoha's feasting and feasting, but he has never set foot in it, and he can feel the happiness of the people in it, but after trying it today, he found that it is simply suffering!

I haven't practiced as a child, and the punishment for failing grades is that I can only lie on the ground and stick out my tongue to lick the water spilled on the ground to drink.

At least it doesn't taste that weird.

Yukong ignored his small theater, just sat opposite him with his wrist supporting his cheek, looking at everything around him curiously.

Including those headscarves pushing cups and changing cups.

There is no concealment in the eyes.

...

The world in front of me is a little blurry.

Eating and drinking tastes sad.

Unexpectedly, with just a glass of wine, the impenetrable spiritual defense line is full of loopholes.

A little dazed.

A hazy feeling rushed to my heart, and my brain became a little muddled.

“It turns out that this is the taste of wine”

Many things that I didn't dare to think about before, whether because of fear or because they are deeply rooted, seem to have loosened up a little now.

Under the influence of alcohol, the confinement was opened.

'Ao Dog' is just his code name.

Now that I think about it, he should have had a name of his own.

The memory of his childhood is very vague. Ao Quan only remembers that his hometown was once adjacent to a vast ocean, and he could often hear the sound of waves hitting the rocks.

This is his deepest impression, and he can't remember any more.

Now that he has a hometown, he should... also have a family of his own.Things I never even thought about.

Now it's daring because of alcohol.

He will also have parents who love him.

And maybe a younger sibling like the captain or Miss Wheely.

The body trembled slightly.

Because of the discipline at the root and the shadow left by his childhood, he dared not even think about it on weekdays.

I don't know when, Ao Quan gradually opened his heart and began to learn to accept others.

It was like helping the oily girl Huili to tidy up the sand in her hair yesterday, something he would never do before.

It might not be his luck to follow this special team.

This is true for all friends who can become Uchiha Tatsumi, and the special features of this team are completely concentrated on the boy alone.

Fortunately.

He was able to stay away from the follow-up influence of the roots, and it was because of this that he was able to live to this day without any talent.

How many captains can there be at the forefront of the team?

...

I don't know why this fierce and resolute young man actually shed tears, and tears were all over his face in an instant.

The war changed the trajectory of his life, and so did Gen.

In the following time, he saw many orphans transported from nowhere, just like his previous identity.

The war has been at a standstill for almost ten years.

They are clearly not war orphans.

Gradually, my gratitude to the roots gradually wavered.

Because in their cognition, they were all children who were displaced due to war.

Later, they were rescued and raised by the roots, and they were also trained in life skills.

Although the training process is extremely difficult, even cruel.

Survival of the fittest, failure equals death.

Because there is never a shortage of children among the roots, and their lives are not worth much.

For those children who have never seen the outside world and have been instilled with this idea since childhood...

Any punishment is justified.

Because their principles were much lower than others from the very beginning.

Just simply live.

In order to survive, he kept fighting with his companions.

The deepest memory of my childhood is that I personally broke the neck of my roommate in the assessment field.

He didn't cry, because the other party's hand was also tightly pinching his neck.

The veins on the back of the hand were exposed, and the two children, who were only five or six years old, rolled on the ground and fought for their lives just to survive.

Gritting his teeth, his neck was pinched tightly and he couldn't breathe, and his face was flushed red.

At that time, he thought he was dead.

But I didn't expect that it would be him who survived in the end.

The palm of that roommate's playmate lost strength, his immature face turned purple, and his eyes were faintly bulging, bloodshot.

"what…"

The appearance of death is extremely ugly.

But the boy didn't care, You Zizai was ruthless, even though the other party was completely dead.

But he still exhausted his last strength and broke his friend's neck.

Blood stained his hands.

There is no chance for him to survive, because everything for him is to survive.

Only one of the two can get out of the cage alive.

That's the rule of the root.

...

The tall, strong man shed tears.

But there was no sobbing, it was silent, it just hung down on the table.

A glass of wine can have such an effect.
The casual Yu Kong finally noticed the strangeness of his companion, and was a little at a loss.

She can coax children, but she doesn't know how to coax such a tall 1.9-meter tall man.

Ao Quan is the most insignificant young man in the team.

Even surpassed the oily Huili.

But now she is crying like a child.

"do not Cry"

The woman's voice was gentle and a little awkward.

He used the tone of coaxing children in the orphanage, trying to appease the 'big kid' but it didn't help.

 Thank you for the two thousand rewards from me who collapsed.

  A memory is inserted. After all, memory is the main body of Hokage. These chapters are mainly to enrich the characters of the supporting characters.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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