Zhu Mie: This swordsman's surname is Uchiha

Itachi couldn't figure it out.

During the time when he mysteriously disappeared from the ninja world, there must have been a lot of troubles.

Uchiha Sasuke in front of him was still roaring.

Senbai's teeth were clenched up and down desperately, like a bloodthirsty beast.

My younger brother who was once so close has become like this.

This made Itachi very sad.

"What happened? Sasuke, what happened?!" Itachi's voice was hoarse.

Uchiha Sasuke's face was full of resentment.

He has no words.

Just staring at Itachi coldly.

There are countless cold blades buried in the eyes.

"Sasuke! Tell brother! What happened?!" Itachi's mood fluctuated greatly, and his hoarse voice gradually became louder.

He can deal with everything calmly.

But the current situation made him unable to calm down anymore.

The younger brother whom he loves the most treats him as if he had killed his father and his enemy.

"You're not my brother! Kill you! I'm going to kill you!" Uchiha Sasuke's eyes were red, and his face was full of murderous intent.

"I don't know what happened, Sasuke. I didn't expect this situation at all. I think we can calm down and have a good talk." Itachi suppressed the surging sadness in his heart.

"I have nothing to talk to you, since you have controlled me, then kill me, kill me like you killed your father and mother!" Sasuke Uchiha said coldly.

There was a look of determination on his face.

"Kill father and mother?" Itachi was puzzled, and at the same time, anxiety suddenly arose in his heart, and fear quickly spread from the deepest part.

Uchiha Sasuke's current state is definitely not a joke, he can say such a thing, there must be a root behind it.

What happened during the time he left the ninja world?

"Sasuke, what are you talking about? How are your father and mother?" Itachi's face was tense and his brows were furrowed.

"Ask knowingly!" Uchiha Sasuke's eyes were fierce.

"What do you mean by saying this?" Itachi naturally knows what Sasuke's words mean. Combining with his previous words, anyone with a discerning eye can see that in Sasuke's eyes, it was he, a devil who did all kinds of evil, who killed his parents. .

But he didn't do any of these things.

After coming to this world.

He completely cut off contact with the ninja world.

"It's you! You killed your parents! You killed all the Uchiha clansmen with your own hands! It's you! You are a heinous devil!!" Uchiha Sasuke's voice was like steel between his teeth, Sen Han Extremely fierce.

The voice fell into Itachi's ears.

Like the roar of a bronze bell.

The world seemed to spin before his eyes, dark clouds gathered, lightning flashed and thunder struck down like mountains. Thousands of them, like thunderstorms, reopened the world in his mind, shattering everything.

Itachi's mind went blank.

The only thing that echoed was Sasuke Uchiha's thunderous words.

It's you!

You killed your father and mother with your own hands!

He even killed Uchiha's clansmen with his own hands! !

Every word is so fierce and fierce.

It pierced through Itachi's soul like a spear, nailing his whole body to a high mountain made of flames.

He didn't do it.

Nor will I doubt or deny myself.

But since Uchiha Sasuke said so categorically, then nine out of ten it is the fact that cast iron into a mountain.

Parents and even clan members are all dead.

who is it?

Who did it?

And who directed all this?

Condensed clouds of suspicion piled up on Itachi's head like ten thousand mountains.

The power of ten thousand jun is attacking all the time.

Itachi looked dignified and deeply saddened.

Heart like a knife.

Blood flowed.

He, who has experienced countless life and death partings, can't bear it at this moment.

The eye sockets are red and glittering.

"Parents... clansmen... are they all dead?" Itachi asked with a trembling voice, holding on to the last trace of ridiculous luck.

"Stop being hypocritical here, thanks to the fact that I thought you were a kind-hearted and upright ninja before, and respected you so much, I didn't expect that such a sinful soul was hiding in your heart, devil! Since you betrayed Konoha and betrayed the ethnic group From that moment on, I swear to kill you!" Uchiha Sasuke still replied extremely fiercely.

"Sasuke..." Itachi didn't know what to say.

The strong mood swings made it impossible for him to calm down at this moment.

"Uchiha Itachi! No! You are not worthy of the name Uchiha at all! You devil! What is there to pretend now! Kill me! Kill me and you can enjoy this Uchiha alone Strength!"

"We misunderstood too much." Itachi's eyes were mottled.

"Misunderstanding! You are still telling me about the misunderstanding! You killed your parents and harmed your tribe. I have witnessed these things with my own eyes! My pair of Sharingan is the best proof! It is thanks to you! If the people from the village hadn't arrived in time, even I would have died by your hands!" Uchiha Sasuke said viciously.

Itachi said nothing.

He looked sad.

"Sorry, Sasuke."

After the voice settled, in Uchiha Sasuke's resentful look.Itachi's familiar palm knife sent the former into the darkness.

Uchiha Sasuke was taken aback.

Then he collapsed powerlessly.

Itachi quickly dragged him back.

Looking at Uchiha Sasuke's extremely familiar yet extremely unfamiliar face.

Itachi let out a long breath.

For an instant.

He seemed to have aged decades.

After confirming that Uchiha Sasuke had fallen into a coma, Itachi placed him carefully, and then walked towards Ueno Qianghiro who fell to the ground.

Check vital signs, all good.

Open your eyelids, your eyes are not distracted, and your mental state should be fine. It's just that you are under great pressure. You should be able to recover with a little adjustment.

If he had eaten the half-breath time just now, Ueno Qiangxun would have been completely finished, and this meeting can be said to be a complete farewell to this world.

I have to lie in a hospital bed and live a life of walking corpses all my life.

Back to Uchiha Sasuke's side.

Itachi stared at that immature face.

Even in a coma.

Sasuke's face still had a piercing coldness.

The hatred for him seems to have penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

He sighed again.

Stretching out his hand tremblingly, he wanted to touch Sasuke's face, but he froze again and retracted.

In Sasuke's eyes, he is no longer a gentle and kind big brother.

Now he is Sasuke's sworn enemy.

It was the demon he would stop at nothing to kill.

I'm afraid it's like Butterfly Ninja.

The purpose of doing everything and even living is to kill Tong Mo.

did not expect.

Now the object of hatred has become myself, and the other party is still my biological brother, who once cherished each other so much.

Itachi lowered his head.

I have many thoughts.

Recalling those harsh words again.

What happened between Konoha and the family?

Why did a person who disappeared mysteriously become a devil in the mouth of my brother.

He even killed his parents and even his clan members.

And in Sasuke's mouth.

He still saw it with his own eyes.

The issue is.

He is no longer in the Ninja World.

It was incredible to see this with my own eyes.

Why did a person who had disappeared for a long time suddenly appear in front of Sasuke and did a series of horrific things?

What's even more outrageous is that as the protagonist, he never participated in this matter throughout the whole process.

He had also guessed before that it was something similar to transformation or illusion.

But the natural Sharingan of the Uchiha Clan's Blood Successor Genkai is the best nemesis of the illusion change technique.

Any disguise in front of Sharingan will be self-defeating and there is no way to hide.

It is the eye that sees through all the falsehoods of the world.

Rao is so.

Uchiha Sasuke still firmly believes that he did these tragic things.

What ulterior secret is hidden behind it.

Itachi doesn't know.

It's no use racking your brains.

Thoughts for a long time.

Itachi could only let it go temporarily.

Right now, we can only start with Sasuke to explore the secrets hidden behind the scenes.

"Sasuke..."

Itachi muttered to himself.

once Upon a time.

How much he wanted to go back to the ninja world to see those faces again, especially the face of his younger brother.

he thinks.

He must have been very excited at that time.

The joy of reuniting after a long absence flooded my body.

But now it is close at hand.

He was not half happy.

Lingering within the body is a strong sadness.

Itachi sat down.

It was raining outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The sound of rustling rain knocked on my ears.

The world feels empty.

......

Nakai Ichiro paced back and forth in the spacious office.

The sound of rain pierced my ears.

It made his already restless mood even worse.

He frowned.

My heart was tangled up like a ball of thread.

How to do?

What should I do?

The lingering sense of crisis became more and more intense, and it was backlogged in my heart like a mountain.

If it goes on like this.

Nakai Ichiro may really give away the prime minister's throne. Losing power is a small matter. After all, he has held a high position for a long time, but what about losing his life?

That fellow Kimura wants to pay attention to value and believes in the law of the jungle, so he will only keep people who are of value to him.

Without the position of prime minister, his character is naturally useless.

In addition to knowing each other's various secrets.

It is simply impossible for Kimura not to kill people and silence the people, the sun and the moon are upside down and the mountains are moving sideways.

Although Ichiro Nakai has had a good life for a long time, he can be regarded as having no regrets in his life, but if you let him die, there must be a thousand or ten thousand people who are unwilling.

There are so many people in the world who complain that their place is not good and this place is not good. They hope that death will come to them earlier, that they will be freed from this suffering world earlier, and that they will have a good pregnancy in the next life. It's easy to let go.

When he was still alive, he spoke boldly, but when he was dying, he was unwilling to do anything.

Nakai Ichiro is a smart guy.

He didn't want to end his life like this.

Even though he hated that guy Kimura in his heart at this moment, he still had to rack his brains to stabilize his position as prime minister.

No matter how resentful it can be.

Facing a guy who threatened his life and death, he could only get down obediently.

Nakai Ichiro's footsteps became more and more hurried.

The rain outside the window is gradually picking up.

The sound of pattering footsteps echoed in the office.

Mixed with the sound of continuous rain.

It's like a dull, boring performance.

He frowned.

I really can't think of any good way.

On the surface, the support of their political party is far inferior to that of the Democratic Party. It is absolutely impossible to win the battle for glory. The only way right now is to do despicable things.

Massive intimidation and assassination of rival parties.

But what effect would this barbaric method have without Kimura's support.

Without his unpredictable means, the simple assassination organized by himself would have no effect at all.

Nakai Ichiro sighed.

Also at this time.

The door was pushed open.

No sign of knocking.

Just like that, he was pushed away recklessly.

This made Ichiro Nakai, who was already irritable, even more angry.

After all, he is also the highest authority in the country today, and it is simply unforgivable for someone to dare to enter and leave his office so powerlessly.

He must punish this disrespectful guy properly.

But the moment Nakai Ichiro turned around angrily.

Immediately he languished.

The arrogant arrogance on his face dissipated immediately, receding like a tide.

Instead, flattery and a cheap-looking smile.

"Mr. Kimura, why are you here? You didn't say hello in advance when you came, so that I could send someone to meet you. It's really rude to ask you to come here like this."

Nakai Ichiro nodded and bowed.

He who was so powerful just a second ago is just like a real dog at the moment.

If the aloof Prime Minister let outsiders see such an appearance, he would definitely be laughed out of his teeth.

The person called Mr. Kimura just gave him a cold look.

There are no words.

He sat down on his own.

There are no constraints.

It seems that the prime minister's office is his back garden.

So much so that Ichiro Nakai, who is the current Prime Minister, is still standing there, like a benchmark, smiling all over his face and not daring to be dissatisfied.

Kimura casually glanced around.

Then he looked at Nakai Ichiro and said, "Sit down too."

His voice was hoarse.

Nakai Ichiro sat down immediately, his body was extremely low, even if he was sitting, he kept his head down, not daring to let his figure be taller than Kimura.

"Isn't Mr. Kimura very busy recently? Why are you free to visit today?"

Kimura frowned.

"Don't ask about things that have nothing to do with you."

"Yes, yes." Nakai Ichiro nodded.

Don't dare to be negligent.

After so many years of struggling in the political world, Ichiro Nakai has long been an old fritter, talking nonsense when he sees people talking about others.

"You don't have to worry about Ueno Qiangxun's affairs, I will take care of it," Kimura said.

Nakai Ichiro was overjoyed immediately.

The dissatisfaction, dissatisfaction and anxiety in my heart disappeared immediately.

Since even Kimura said so back then, there must be no problem.

In this way, he can not only keep the position of prime minister but also keep his own life.

It's the best of both worlds.

"Ichiro is really flattered that Mr. Kimura supports me so much."

"Just play to your value, remember your identity, don't go beyond the threshold, or I can crush you to death at any time." Kimura is still sneering.

He basically doesn't take this kind of puppet tool person seriously.

Guys like this can grab a lot from this country if he wants to.

Smooth tongues are of no use to him.

All he needs is a tool man who is absolutely sincere and sincere.