Swapping bodies from the seventh year of Konoha

Uchiha Madara's eyes narrowed, and then the corners of his mouth slightly raised. While avoiding it sideways, he raised his calf slightly and kicked the assailant in the crook of his leg.

"Boom!"

The little thief bent his legs and knelt on the ground. Before he could make the next move, Uchiha Madara's foot stepped heavily on his back.

"Ding!"

The switchblade fell to the sidewalk, and the little thief lay on the ground, wailing with his mouth full of blood.

"Ah! You are looking for death!"

Uchiha Madara shook his head, ignoring the incompetent rage of the little thief, and switched his left and right feet, as if playing football, and then touched his white teeth with his toes.

"Ugh...ah...!"

Perhaps it was because he was kicked hard in the front teeth that the little thief hurt his tongue, or perhaps because of the severe pain caused by the falling out of his front teeth, the little thief had no time to speak harshly. At this moment, he could not utter any meaningful syllables except howling.

"We are living a peaceful life, but if we have to do some small tricks, it's so stupid and ridiculous!"

Uchiha Madara uttered a sentence coldly, and there was even a faint murderous intention in the words, but he still held back, only a small punishment or a big warning, but no murder.

"Thank...thank you, young man!"

Uchiha Madara shook his head and did not continue. Instead, he looked at the blood stains on his toes, feeling a little unhappy.

When has the blood splattered on me as a murderous person?

And it’s still the blood of this kind of ant…

Raising his feet and wiping his toes behind the little thief, Uchiha Madara turned around and walked away. He didn't forget to lick a marshmallow as he walked forward. His nonchalant look made the onlookers around him feel better.

"Clap clap clap..."

There was a sound of applause. The little thief took out a switchblade and was about to commit murder. Uchiha Madara subdued him. This process did not even take more than three seconds, and he did not even use his hands in the process of subduing him. He just kicked him three times.

"Young man, well done!"

"You can't be a retired soldier with this skill..."

"It doesn't look like it. Soldiers all have crew cuts. Why do they have such long hair!"

"They say they have retired from the army. They have already retired from the army. You don't care about them!"

"..."

The sound of discussion reached Uchiha Madara's ears without any hesitation. Although this sense of recognition and need was insignificant and insignificant, Uchiha Madara was undoubtedly extremely useful.

Turning his head and smiling at the crowd, Uchiha Madara licked the marshmallow and walked away with the balloon in his hand. To him, this was still an insignificant episode.

Madara Uchiha had not yet finished experiencing the peace of the flower gardener, so he had to continue shopping.

Although this kind of peace has flaws, and there are some ignorant people who are destroying the peace, but these are just trivial side issues.

When looking at things, you cannot focus on the bad aspects. Nothing in this world is perfect. Tolerance and timely correction are the right principles.

Uchiha Madara also understands this truth. The episode of the little thief's murder did not cause Uchiha Madara to have an overreaction. He was still wandering aimlessly on the street.

Uchiha Madara had already left the pedestrian street and found that there were many more vehicles around and there were relatively fewer pedestrians.

Uchiha Madara, who was taking a walk like an old child, had already finished the marshmallow in his hand. The wooden stick was flying up and down in his hand, and the trajectory of its movement was almost the same as when a ninja was playing with kunai.

It's just that no one will go in this direction. No matter how cool the wooden stick is, how lethal can it be?

Moreover, the person playing wooden sticks is also holding a milky white balloon in his hand, which makes it even less interesting to think about it.

Crossing the road, Uchiha Madara strictly followed Li Yi's explanation.

Stop at the red light and go on the green light. Wait at the yellow light. The unruly Uchiha Madara shows another side of him. He is very willing to put shackles on himself for any matter related to peace and has strict requirements. Own.

On the other side of the road is a small square. Although there are not many shared fitness equipment such as single and parallel bars, many common fitness objects can also be seen here.

Madara Uchiha, holding a balloon and playing with a wooden stick in his hand, attracted the attention of everyone present as soon as he arrived at the small square.

Appearance is secondary, clothing is not important, and waist-length hair is not enough to make a fuss.

But a cold and aloof male god is holding a balloon in his hand...

This has to attract people's attention.

"Where are you shooting!"

The oxygen-blocking mask was buckled on the face, causing the sound to sound unusually dull and even slightly distorted when it came out.

"Sorry boss, I will pay attention!"

This is a fitness anchor filming a video. The fitness video anchor seems a little dissatisfied with the distraction of his assistant. He is just a childish man who pretends to be aloof.

Human beings have an inexplicable aggressiveness towards the same sex, and this aggression is strongest among men. Especially when they feel that they are inferior to the same sex in some way, this aggression will undoubtedly be aroused.

Of course, this kind of aggression is far less intense than when fighting for a spouse, but the demonstration is enough.

Hooking his fingers towards Uchiha Madara, the video host wearing an oxygen-blocking mask grabbed the horizontal bar with one hand and pulled himself up diagonally with one arm. The muscles of his arms and back made the sports vest bulge.

The right arm is pulled up at an extremely slow speed. At the same time, the whole person seems to be walking up the stairs diagonally, with the legs slowly curled up and then slowly extended.

The movements of the legs are synchronized with the movements of the arms. With each round of curling and stretching, the body of the fitness video host is pulled upward diagonally for a certain distance.

This not only tests the arm strength, but also all the muscles of the body are mobilized at this moment. This display of strength is almost all-round.

Especially after wearing an oxygen-blocking mask, this display of strength becomes even more naked.

I believe many people know the specific function of oxygen-blocking masks. This thing is known as the watershed between fitness experts and fitness experts. Improper use can even cause death!

After the fitness video host repeated this two or three times, the sound of his breathing became much louder. Through the oxygen-blocking mask, the breathing sound that came out seemed a bit ferocious and terrifying.

But this was not his limit. The fitness video host did not pause at all. When he reached the top of the horizontal bar for the last time, he changed hands from left to right, turned around, and repeated the previous action with his left hand.

Doing two sets of three times each, this should be his limit. The oxygen-blocking mask was pulled like a broken bellows and whirred. The assistant who took the video was worried that something was wrong and wanted to step forward to help him take off the oxygen-blocking mask. , but was rejected.

The fitness video host glanced at Uchiha Madara and twisted his neck in the direction of the horizontal bar. His meaning was obvious.

He is the king in this small square. If you can, just get on the horizontal bar. If you can't, just walk away. Don't be an eyesore here and compete for his limelight!

Uchiha Madara smiled, walked to the fitness video host with the balloon in hand, handed the balloon in his hand to him, and asked him to keep it for him temporarily.

He twisted his neck and threw out the wooden stick. He crossed his hands with his palms facing outward, straightened his arms and moved around, ready to make some move.

But no one noticed that the wooden stick had penetrated deeply into the floor tiles of the small square, and its tail was still trembling...