Konoha's Super God Hinata

The lounge is indeed very well decorated, even the door handles are gold-plated.

The sofa is made of genuine leather and is very soft. There are generous and exquisite food on the table, as well as a colorful fruit platter.

"These are all prepared for us," the store manager asked with his eyes wide open, looking like a country bumpkin.

"Yes." The bunny girl smiled, "Everything here, including the two of us, is prepared for the two adults." As if the store manager was very cool, she leaned forward slightly, showing off the snow-white front.

"Really" the store manager stuck his tongue, extremely wretched.

"Yes." The bunny girl nodded slightly, feeling ashamed.

"Wow"

The store manager cheered, jumped on the sofa, rolled on the sofa, and then when the bunny girl was stunned, he wrapped the silver table knife in a napkin and stuffed it into his arms.

As for food, who knows whether food of unknown origin is poisonous or not. As a ninja, you must be vigilant about this. What’s more, the store manager is also a professional espionage officer.

Flower girl

This seems to be a traceless search. Although he is wearing little clothing, he might be hiding a small hidden weapon.

Hayato kicked the store manager in the kidney: "Can you please give me some face? Your identity as a Konoha ninja has been completely exposed now. You represent the face of Konoha. Don't mess around."

As he spoke, he put a polished and exquisite silver flask into his ninja bag.

Tsunade, an old drunkard, would definitely like this gift. As for Konoha's face, don't worry about the details about Naruto.

The two bunny girls were stunned. The people who entered this room were either wolf-like or polite and prude. Forget it, just take away the silver tableware, take out a knife and scrape the gold powder on the gold-plated armrest. What's the point?

It's not that Hayato and the store manager are Buddhists, but sometimes, a knife on the head of the word "color" is not a metaphor, but a real knife. You don't know if these strange girls will nick your carotid arteries when you are at your happiest.

It is instinct for men to be lustful, and it is not wrong. However, if a man is lustful regardless of time, place or situation, not to mention it is a big deal, even his survival is a problem.

After a while, there was a knock on the door.

Hayato motioned to the bunny girl to open the door. A man in a tuxedo butler came in.

"I'm sorry to disturb you two's rest. It's just that my master learned about your deeds and is eager to meet you. I don't know if I have the honor." The butler's well-trained look, but in Hayato's view, It's a bit pretentious.

"Well, he definitely has the honor to lead the way."

Hayato said, kicking the store manager, "Stop shaving, can you be a little more ambitious? If you like it, you can just come over and move the whole sofa next time."

"That's right." The store manager clapped his hands, "You have such a shameless character and you are better. I admire you."

The butler said: "If you like it, you can have someone move it here today without the need for another time."

The store manager said: "Okay, let's move the table together. We are all one, and we are kind people. We will not cause a human tragedy like separating the tables and chairs."

Hayato truly admires the store manager.

The store manager smiled proudly, approached Hayato, and whispered: "I can tell, you are here to cause trouble today. Ask in advance if there will be a fight later."

"What if"

"Of course it's because this is an arena, someone else's home field. You only fight here if you're crazy." The store manager added, "Not everyone is as perverted as you."

Go to the third floor and enter an ordinary room.

Yes, it's very ordinary. It's not grand at all. It's just like the living room of an ordinary family. The sofa is made of leather, but it's an old style and the leather is full of wrinkles.

It’s hard to imagine that this is the private parlor of the boss behind the arena.

Of course, it's equally difficult to think of the man in the living room as the boss of the arena. He was around thirty years old, with khaki hair and beard, gray diamond-shaped eyes, and a simple T-shirt. He was like one of those drunkards drinking cheap sake in an izakaya, and he was inconspicuous at all.

The store manager was a spy, so I immediately thought, if it was so ordinary, he must be a substitute. Then I thought, it’s better to be ordinary. After all, we are the people behind the scenes, and only ordinary people can live longer.

"I didn't expect to meet under such circumstances, Hayato-kun." Oya Shiroen spoke. His tone was a bit strange, he seemed a bit frivolous and lazy.

Hayato was not surprised that his identity was exposed. He did not disguise himself carefully and had no intention of hiding his identity. In this case, probably only Takigakure, who was behind the news, would not know Hayato's appearance.

"Because it's a little hard to find you. Since I can't find you, I have to ask you to show up." Hayato said with a smile, "You won't mind, right?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't mind," Oya Chengen said, "Speaking of which, I've wanted to see you for a long time, Hayato, a long time ago. Haha, after all, you are a person who can make Orochimaru suffer, and I am very curious. "

"So now, has your curiosity been satisfied?" Hayato asked.

"Part of it is satisfied, but new ones arise. For example, why do you want to find me?" Oya Chengyan asked, "I don't remember having an interest relationship with you, nor have I ever offended you."

Hayato smiled and said: "You are right, but there is a saying in our country that a man is not guilty but only carries a treasure. Your special collection is the reason why I am looking for you."

"Haha" Miyagi Yan also smiled, "In the past, there was a man named Xie from Xiao who took away some of my fine products. It must have something to do with you. Now you actually come to the door in person. You guys from big organizations People are really a bit too much of a bully."

Hayato said: "How did that Scorpion take the fine product from your hand? He was very polite, or was it his kindness that moved you?"

Oya Cheng Yan stagnated, and there was a breath in his heart that he wanted to spit out.

How can you be polite and kind.

At the beginning, Scorpion's politeness was like shutting the door and beating the dog, but his kindness was like using all kinds of tricks to show off his face.

To put it bluntly, it’s just robbing

If there was only one Scorpion, Miyajo En wanted to compete in person, but Akatsuki always worked in pairs. When he saw the yellow-haired young man standing on the big bird in the sky, his scalp went numb and he decisively gave up a stronghold.

That time, he lost four of his collections, which was a heartbreaking experience.

"Scorpion died in my hands." Hayato added with a smile.

Miyajo En's face turned even darker. Not only Scorpion, but also the leader of Rumored Akatsuki died in the hands of the young man in front of him.

Therefore, after seeing through Hayato's identity, all he thought about was whether he was being targeted.

run

From the moment he appeared in the arena, it was probably too late. He might as well invite Hayato to meet him openly.

This is the pride of the Blood Pond clan.

Considering that the Blood Pond almost wiped out the entire clan, and that it was Oyajo Yan who did it himself, there is almost nothing to be proud of.

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