Zhu Mie: This swordsman's surname is Uchiha

Last speech?

This dog official is going to fuck off?

Or do you say that if you do too many bad things, you will die soon?

The thoughts of a group of workers.

On the other hand, Itachi's expression was serious.

Listening to Matsuyamano's seemingly polite voice.

A strong uneasiness rose in his heart.

"First of all, everyone should applaud themselves for completing this road to glory in just half a year." Matsuyamano had a faint smile on his rough face.

He spoke slowly.

Self-serving applause.

The workers below all looked displeased, but they clapped their hands obediently.

Rustling.

Depressed.

"However, the corresponding price is the exploitation of everyone. I believe everyone has already hated me to the bone." Song Shanye said some deep words.

Itachi had never heard of a politician slandering him in such a way.

In Konoha.

Those high-level old guys are all scrambling to put money on their faces.

On the surface, it is said that all ethnic groups are one family, no discrimination and no oppression.

But in fact, it is suppressing Uchiha through various matters.

marginalize them from the village.

It should also be called for the stability of Konoha and a better tomorrow.

It's just ridiculous.

The people who want to go down dare not speak.

Even if he had cursed Song Shanye a thousand times or ten thousand times in his heart.

But on the surface, he didn't dare to show any disrespect.

I'm afraid that one sentence will completely disintegrate my family.

And this is also the inevitable result of one person's totalitarianism.

The situation in Quanxia Town is now completely decided by Song Shanye alone.

"But it doesn't matter. You can insult me ​​and hate me, but you are honored as the founders of the 'Tomorrow' project. Being able to participate in such a great project is a blessing that you can hardly achieve in your previous lives."

"I gave you this chance!" Matsuyama's voice gradually became louder.

A look of arrogance that the gods look down on the mundane.

The people in the audience scoffed.

Itachi was even more disgusted by this set of politicians' remarks.

Inflict pain and sing pain.

Simply ridiculous.

"As His eyes, you open up the way forward, and you will also become fresh blood and live forever!"

"So sleep with honor!!" Matsuyamano's voice became more and more absurd and hysterical in the end.

He looked like a lunatic at the moment with a tall and straight outfit.

Finally, some workers couldn't hold back their anger.

cursed.

Immediately after the first sound, there was a second sound.

One by one.

One after another, it surged like a tidal wave.

Some even rushed forward to give the dog-like governor a taste of the suffering in this world.

Sitting high in the temple will not know the suffering of the world.

That knocked him to the ground.

Let's knock down this fiery world together.

The scene became chaotic in an instant.

Faced with such a situation, the guards with guns on the high tower didn't know what to do for a while.

Itachi sees everything in his eyes.

The uneasiness in my heart is getting stronger.

Through the moving heads.

His eyes flew to Matsuyama who was standing on a high place.

At this moment, he was still calm in the face of the rioting crowd.

The smile on his face gradually turned cold.

Brown pupils quivered.

Then it was dispersed and reorganized into the three characters Shangxianlu.

For an instant.

Murder is like a knife cutting noodles.

The air seemed to have dropped to freezing point.

Inhale into lungs.

It makes people throb.

Itachi's expression changed.

Quickly bounce back.

Now he can't do anything.

It is the best policy to try to preserve this avatar of oneself as much as possible.

The wind is stirred.

Under the dark night.

Matsuyama stood in the bright light.

All directions are surging crowds.

He opened his mouth.

Spit out words of indifference!

"Blood ghost technique!"

"Blood Annihilation!!"

The invisible field expanded in an instant.

The four hundred or so workers froze.

The black eyes engraved on the wrist unexpectedly came alive.

The black lines engraved on the pupils struggled from side to side.

Finally, it spread like a spider web.

Cover the entire arm.

Wherever you go.

Blood vessels swell.

The scarlet tingle burns on the surface of the skin.

blink.

The blood vessel was torn apart.

Thousands of blood beads broke through the skin and hung in the air.

Everyone can't move.

The figure froze in an extremely painful posture.

Heart-rending wails.

The blood waved out along with the sound waves.

Every pore and every blood vessel on everyone's body is spurting blood outward.

between a few breaths.

All the more than [-] people present turned into mummies.

Millions of blood beads hang in the air.

Trembling slightly in the orangutan wind.

into the eyes of the ferret.

It was like a frozen rain of drifting blood.

Countless mummies raised their ashes-like faces.

The curled and withered fingers stretched out towards the dark sky.

Cruel!

Itachi's pupils trembled slightly.

The scene of the third ninja war came like a snowstorm.

Twisted look of death.

The most violent fight!

No matter where he comes.

All this will never go away.

Blood and blood filled every corner of the world.

In the darkness, blood and fire rose like a tide again.

The world is in turmoil!

Itachi looked gloomy.

His hands were tightly clenched into fists.

The fog that shrouded Quanxia Town gradually dissipated.

What was exposed was an extremely dark and extremely bloody world.

It turned out that the so-called last speech was actually a death sentence.

The so-called eyes as a sign are actually the key to the road to the underworld.

Everyone present with eyes tattooed on their wrists died.

The only ones who are still alive are the police officers on the tower and him.

Even the overseer has died distorted.

As participants in the 'Tomorrow' tunnel project they were also tattooed with eye marks.

Huge shadows opened in the eyes.

If the eyes are the key to the road to the underworld.

Then there are nearly a thousand people like this in Quanxia Town.

Itachi couldn't imagine.

What tragedy will happen next!

Where will the countless blood that can be taken away be used?

tunnel.

honor.

The road to the underworld.

Coexist forever.

......

Countless eyes leap in the brain.

Itachi thought of the man-eating tree, just a dozen or so people were enough to cause it to undergo geometric fission and reorganize a new tree wall.

What if there are hundreds or thousands of people?

I am afraid that the entire Quanxia Town will be overthrown in an instant.

Or maybe the tree is just a cover.

There are deeper secrets hidden behind the dense tree shadows.

He thought about what Murata said.

Doom and the Egg.

What is all the planning for?

What kind of conspiracy is there in Quanxia Town?

Itachi had no way of knowing.

But he knows.

Everything has kicked off with the completion of this road to hell.

Things will change.

Bang bang bang! !

Several gunshots suddenly exploded.

The guards on the high tower finally pulled the trigger in uncontrollable fear.

They didn't know what kind of monster that murderous guy was.

But they knew that it was definitely not the governor of Quanxia Town!

Brass casings flew.

Bullets tear the air away.

In the sound of breaking wind.

In the blink of an eye, it came to kill.

Matsuyama did not dodge or dodge.

Millions of trembling blood drops formed a high wall in front of him.

The bullets drilled into it like being stuck in a quagmire.

After advancing less than half a meter, he could no longer move.

The guards were pale.

The whole person fell into an ice cellar.

Matsuyamano raised his hand casually.

The blood beads are moved by his mind.

Shoot away like a pillar.

Each pierced through the guard's chest, and at the same time returned with their blood.

Itachi knew there was nowhere to escape.

Dissipated into the night by itself.