14

When the Thousand Hands Clan was disbanded back then, although the Thousand Hands name disappeared, the blood connection would not be interrupted.

It won’t be because of the disappearance of the surname that Shengshu is no longer the grandson of Senshou Zhujian.

About a half of the Qianshou people continue to work as ninjas, spreading their branches and branches. In fact, this is also the reason why Konoha ninjas, among ordinary people, always produce geniuses.

Senju’s genes are improving Konoha.

The rest of them went to the Land of Fire to hold important official positions, or married daimyos, and started a new life.

Therefore, the most important supporters of the daimyo of the Fire Nation are the original Thousand Hands.

This is also an important reason why Danzo is so daring and dare not attack daimyo.

However, if such a small country’s daimyo is killed, the other daimyos may offer some rewards for their own inviolability, but that’s all.

After waiting for about two minutes, the Security Department and the Anbu Department arrived late. Fan Ma looked at them and said indifferently:

“Anbu No. 24, No. 56, the Inuzuka clan are ashamed of you.”

“Tiehuo, Yanbu, and Uchiha are also ashamed of you.”

The four who rushed over lowered their heads in shame, bowed deeply, and said in unison: “I’m very sorry, Senior Fan Ma!”

Fan Ma glanced at them, deeply feeling a heavy sense of history.

Twenty years have passed since the first Ninja World War. Senshou Feijian exchanged his life for the benefits of the war, which turned into economic dividends, making Konoha’s mouth full of oil, and his material wealth was greatly enriched.

But it is also these abundant substances that have paralyzed the nerves of many ninjas in Konoha, and no longer have such a strong sense of crisis.

The hungry small countries and neighboring countries, who were sucked blood so that their eyes glowed red, were all poor people who survived from starvation and fighting since childhood. They have long seen Konoha and shed greedy saliva.

In the future Shayin, the poor are so poor that even the shadow of a village has to run to dig gold mines. How sad it would be for ordinary ninjas and civilians to start wars in despair.

Sure enough, what history tells people is that people never learn the lessons of history.

Fan Ma pointed to Yuren who was like a dead fish on the ground, and ordered: “Leave a life alive, don’t make any more mistakes.”

“Yes, senior.”

He waved his hand and walked home, thinking about what to cook for Tsunade tonight, and what to say.

The more he thought about it, the more irritable he became. Fan Ma felt a long-lost but unfamiliar tension.

I also forgot the feeling I was thinking about just now, what history, what feeling, shouldn’t be as important as being in love, right?

Watching Fan Ma walk away, several young people let out a sigh of relief at the same time.

“Huh? Are your Uchiha clansmen also afraid of this senior Fan Ma?”

“You may not know that our patriarch has been bedridden recently. I heard that he was almost beaten to death two days ago.”

“Our Anbu is also spreading this story. It seems that during the selection of the commander, Fan Maren fought against the two at the same time.”

“Aren’t there five? But for Senior Fan Ma, this is all normal. It’s good that no one is killed.”

“Hey? Tell me about Senior Fan Ma. I’m also a junior in the clan. It’s hard to find out.”

“In short, it’s scary. If you rub it, you’ll get hurt, and if you touch it, you’ll die. Understand?”

Yu Ninja, who was like a dead fish, was dragged to the opposite side. He wanted to join in and say a few words, but he couldn’t speak. He could only express his response with a strange light from his eyes.



Naruto Office.

Danzo angrily pushed open the door, looked at the smoky office, became even more angry, and asked angrily:

“The dignified Konoha was infiltrated by a few Urenin into this state! Hizhan, Anbu is too disgraceful!!”

The third generation’s complexion was also not good. He sighed and said:

“That’s right. The pain of the war comes and goes quickly. The ninjas in the village have gradually lost the vigilance they should have.”

Danzo patted the table, then asked:

“Ninjas aren’t like ninjas, so what’s the use of that! Rizen, you’re too pedantic!

I’ve said long ago that if you apply with your daimyo, it’s enough for our Fire Nation’s caravans to engage in foreign trade. Don’t bring foreign caravans into the village! ”

Sandai stood up, took a step forward, faced Danzo face to face, and responded loudly:

“It’s easy for you to say. If foreign trade is that simple, don’t keep asking me for funds from your roots!”

Still feeling puzzled, he went on to say: “Your roots have taken so much funding, what about your results? The results of roots in five years are not as good as Orochimaru’s half a year!”

As soon as the funds and results were mentioned, the bandage on Dan Zangqi’s face trembled. I gave Dashewan the funds, but I dare not tell you, you old dog!

After thinking about it, there was really no way to refute it, so I could only say that sentence.

“Ri Zhan, you will regret it!”

“Danzo, I am Hokage!

(Naruto doujin standard process, completed o(* ̄︶ ̄*)o)



In the Konoha torture room, Shigekan Mori summoned the family torture room with a grim smile, and locked Yuren in it.

Shinnosuke Sarutobi, the head of the Anbu Department and the eldest son of the third generation, with serious eyes, ordered:

“Convene Uchiha Fugaku,Shingen in the mountains, the sunset is really red. Be sure to ask what intel has been stolen, and how many people have broken in. ”

Unexpectedly, Konoha’s Anbu and others have already relaxed to such an extent?

The war is coming, this is not good news.

However, fortunately, that bastard was there, and it was still a game, unexpectedly reliable.

Thinking of the time when he tried to build his reputation in Anbe, reprimanded Fan Ma, and was directly broken by him, Shinnosuke just smiled slightly.

This can be considered a strange friendship. After all, he said that if you don’t fight, you don’t know each other.

Ninja, you still have to speak with your strength!

Sarutobi Shinnosuke was thinking about those things in the past.

Chapter 18 The first kitchen love column in the ninja world

Fan Ma stood in front of the stove, carefully recalling Tsunade’s food preferences, he doesn’t like sweets, he likes tender chicken, he likes to drink…

If you want to win a woman’s heart, first win her stomach!

Reminiscing about the vast number of recipes in his previous life and the delicacies that made people linger, Fan Ma had a hard time deciding whether to cook Sichuan cuisine or Cantonese cuisine? Lu cuisine or Su cuisine?

Fan Ma, the first hero, hesitated at the cutting board.

You may not believe it, but Fan Ma is a proper pure love party, love keyboard man, and Tsunade is his childhood sweetheart and his best friend.

It’s very difficult to turn a buddy into a girlfriend.

Although he may have been fooling around with Zilaiye for a few years (crossed out), he is still a child.

One is because Uchiha’s blood cannot be exposed, and if it happens, he will be severely held accountable.

Secondly, a boy’s body is also needed at the beginning of physical training, and he is not an overly casual man. After improving his physique, Fan Ma sadly discovered that he already had “reproductive isolation”.

Sometimes he wants to cross the heavens, to ask how some fellow practitioners of physical arts do it?

Can people who explode with one punch and ordinary people really give birth to children in a normal way?

Fan Ma stopped complaining in his heart, thinking about the cuisine tonight.

Tsunade doesn’t like sweets, but likes to eat tender chicken, so let’s start with a famous Sichuan-Chongqing dish – “chicken bean curd”!

Fan Ma took two rock chickens and glanced at them. They were all tender young chickens. He smiled with satisfaction, good food!

With a light flick of the wrist, the rock chicken’s bones were removed. The wind escape chakra condensed into a knife, and the excess diaphragm was removed, leaving a crystal clear chicken.

Controlling the strength, he beat the chicken at high speed at a frequency of tens of beats per second, turning it into fine minced chicken.

Pour in the purchased sand ginger water, mist green onion water, high-quality flaming wine, Konoha mineral spring, mix the minced chicken and water in a ratio of 5:4, and then stir thoroughly.

Add salt, egg white, and appropriate amount of starch, mix well, pass the radish carefully, add broth, and add wine again.

Pour in boiling water, bring to a boil over high heat, and rotate rapidly to slowly centrifuge away the impurities inside the minced chicken.

The minced chicken was shaped by the high fire, then turned to a low fire, and slowly rotated to bring out the most authentic flavor of the minced chicken.

Take out the broth in the pot, sieve it into a bowl, take out the cooked minced chicken, put it on a plate delicately, and you’re done!

The soup was crystal clear, but it had a faint aroma. The minced chicken was as tender as bean curd, scattered in the bowl.

Fan Ma nodded in satisfaction, Tsunade must love food.

I looked at the remaining broth in the pot, and added shredded winter bamboo shoots, mountain mushrooms, shark’s fin, and water shield, and a pot of delicious chicken soup was ready.

Pick up another rock chicken, cook it on a low heat until it is half-ripe, turn off the heat, and cook it with the remaining temperature.

Remove all the bones, cut the chicken into finger-wide strips, add chili slices, pepper powder, ginger, salt, cooking wine, and rice vinegar.

Fan Ma inhaled slightly, and spit out a miniature version of the Hao Fireball Technique, which evaporated the vinegar and wine, leaving only their aroma, stir-fried it with a spoon, and put it on a plate.

Fragrant, tender, spicy and smooth Dong’an chicken also appeared on the dining table.

Fan Ma picked up the marinated venison again, cut it into thin strips, put it on a plate, and a stewed dish was ready.

Fan Ma continued to spit out a small fire, stir-fried a peanut, patted a cucumber, and the appetizers were ready.

He also took out a few bottles of good wine that he had taken from the Daimyo’s bedroom in the land of water when he was in Anbe. He was fully armed and waited for Tsunade’s visit.

Today is a big battle!

The door was slammed, and Tsunade walked in carelessly, smelling the aroma of the room, and asked suspiciously: “You bastard, do you really know how to cook?”

Walking into the room, looking at the dishes on the dining table, Tsunade widened his eyes and looked at Fan Ma in surprise.

Fan Ma was also a little speechless at this time. This woman, wouldn’t she take her words as a joke, right?

But that’s right, who said that since childhood, he likes flirting?

Fan Ma calmed down, poured two cups of wine, and signaled Tsunade to sit down.

Tsunade picked up the chopsticks, took a bite of chickpeas, and bubbles of happiness appeared in his eyes.

“Why is it so delicious? It melts in your mouth and tastes delicious. How do you know I love chicken?”



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