The Lost Clan of Naruto

"I just don't want you to carry too much. Compared to most geniuses, you are the most mature child I have ever met. You will not become indifferent because of the responsibilities you bear. I look forward to your growth. "

"Well, about the task, our conversation is over?" Zhishu asked.

"It's over." Three generations didn't know why, but they still replied.

"Then can I pick out the kid who is preparing to attack at this moment?" Zhishu showed his unique wry smile on his face.

Looking along his fingers, a ball was clearly bulging on the ground.Covered with a blanket, the color is obviously different from the yellow-brown floor.

Of course, Zhishu understood that when this person first came in, whether it was the third generation or he, all realized.It's just that no one paid any attention.

Unexpectedly, after hearing Zhishu's words, the big bag visibly shook violently.

Immediately afterwards, the blanket with great color difference was violently thrown into the air.

"As expected of a man who even Uzumaki Naruto admires, he can see through my Konohamaru disguise at a glance!"

"By the way... you call it a disguise?" Zhishu was thundered.

"Are you surprised by such a seamless disguise?" Konohamaru put his hand in front of his chest.

"I was scared by how stupid you were!"

"Okay! As expected to be Zhishu Uzumaki, he has the courage to laugh at me so much. It seems that you are also a man worthy of my approval!"

This child,

Is it pure abuse control, or something else?

"Today I originally wanted to compete with Grandpa, but since Konoha's strongest man Naruto respects the red-haired devil Tomomi Uzumaki is here, then I have to compete with you first!"

What are these?

Zhishu's face showed deep helplessness, "Konoha Maru, can't you just give others a weird nickname?"

"Okay! Now that the red-haired devil Tomoki Uzumaki said, then I agree! Are you willing to compete with me now?"

With that, Konohamaru took out Kunai and assumed an attacking posture.

"You don't seem to change your name to me, red-haired devil? What kind of ghost title is that?"

Pedal!

There was the sound of shoes knocking on the wooden floor, and soon a person slammed the door open.

"Master Konohamaru!!! You must not disturb Naruto-sama's work... Why do you all look at me with this expression?"

"Because the loudest person is you! Big idiot!" Konohamaru hated Ebisu as usual.

"Sorry Naruto-sama, I will definitely take Master Konohamaru and teach him well." Ebisu hurriedly explained to Sandai.

"Ebisu, next time you will get rid of your frizzy problem." After the three generations finished speaking, he took another cigarette.

"Yes!" Ebisu stood straight and said.

Then Konohamaru directly ignored Ebisu, and shouted to Zhishu again, "The red-haired devil Zhishu! Let's fight!"

Bang!!!

A fist instantly appeared on Konohamaru's head, and for Zhishu, it was just a little harder.

But Konohamaru fell down instantly.

"Yes, damn! How dare you do such a thing to Master Konohamaru!" Ebisu was taken aback for a moment, and then shouted.

Zhishu retracted his fist and said faintly, "Ebisu, you are actually an incompetent teacher."

Tomoki’s serious expression made Ebisu startled, and then shouted angrily, "Damn you! Do you know what education is? Only under my education can Konohamaru become a qualified person. Naruto!"

Before Zhishu could speak, Konohamaru suddenly touched his head and stood up, patted his dusty clothes, and said stubbornly.

"As expected of a man recognized by both Naruto and my grandpa, now you are recognized by Konohamaru!"

Chapter 91 Betting (Third)

"Uh... it's always weird to hear, but it seems that you are a good kid." Zhishu touched Konohamaru's head.

Zhishu then remembered why Konohamaru had the same personality as Naruto’s childhood.

One is not being recognized by others, and a strong desire to express oneself.The other one is always being cared for by others, and wants others to treat him as Konohamaru, not the grandson of three generations.

So they all become wayward.It's just that Naruto's willfulness, such as painting on the shadow rock, will always be scolded by others.

While Konohamaru did a wayward thing, others treated him as a grandson of three generations.

For anyone with self-esteem, it is very shameless to live under the shadow of others.

Because what others remember is only the grandson of three generations.And when he takes away this background, no one will care who is Konohamaru.

"For a ninja, what is the most important thing?" Zhishu asked.

"Of course it is talent, followed by ninjutsu, and then there is a good teacher like me to guide you!" Ebisu looked at Zhishu disdainfully and said.

"Wrong!" Although Zhishu was just a forbearance, it did not prevent him from standing in front of Ebisu and retorting without flinching.

"False? The child is worthy of being a child, and he is still so naive." Ebisu was naturally unable to accept the criticism from Zhishu, and immediately retorted.

Seeing Ebisu's sneer and the contemptuous look that can be felt through the sunglasses, Zhishu also smiled.

"So do you think Naruto can become a powerful ninja?"

"Don't be kidding! How can that hateful kid become a powerful ninja?"

Zhishu then asked, "So what do you think of Li Luoke?"

Ebisu helped her sunglasses, it seemed that the gaze she had despised just now used too much, and even the sunglasses could not bear it.

"Who is Li Luoke?"

Of course he would not know Li Luoke, this untalented child, almost never passed it to other people's ears.

Just like Kay's father, Matt Dai.It has never given off any light, and it can't even be said to be forbearing for thousands of years.

It was not until the end that he showed his efforts for decades to protect his son.Opened the eighth gate of the Eight Gate Dunjia Array, the dead gate.Defeated the seven Ninja swords by oneself.Konoha felt his brilliance.

Although Xiao Li cannot be compared with Matt Dai, at least now among his peers, he is already an absolute genius.

If it were not for Metkay to restrict him from being able to use the Eight-door Dunjia Array under normal circumstances, he would not be able to relieve his load.