[Naruto] When Madara’s girlfriend wears pink and becomes Madara’s mother

【5】

The leader of the Phantom Troupe has become a mini version. Delicate appearance, quiet and well-behaved.

With a pair of dark eyes, fair complexion, slender limbs, and an innocent smile, he is like an angel on a church mural. He is a good boy.

Even if he knew that there was a little devil with ulterior motives under his skin, the truth couldn't get angry.

Despite this extremely deceptive appearance, Chrollo was stuffed with a bag of snacks by a vendor in the market before he had even gone five hundred meters. Adults will always feed good-looking cubs involuntarily.

Chrollo is also a ruthless person. Not only did he accept the order, he also gave him a smile and said, "Thank you, aunt~"

Finding that Truth was looking at him in disbelief, Chrollo peeled off the candy wrapper and kindly handed the fruit candy to Truth: "Do you want it too, madam?"

"Oh, I'm sorry. I forgot that you are in a doll's body now and can't eat it. I'll eat it first."

He threw it into his mouth and licked his fingertips again, "Well, it's so sweet~ so delicious."

As if he were a ten-year-old child.

Truth’s head hurts even more.

"It looks like you won't be taking part in the operation tonight."

Truth spoke firmly.

If he dared to play a big game at this critical point, Chrollo would definitely not participate in the "big auction" in the evening.

Or, does he have other plans?

Chrollo blinked: "Generally speaking, I will only step in when the situation gets out of control or there is a problem that cannot be solved by the team members. Of course, for the sake of my wife, I can make an exception."

He said it as if he wouldn't take the opportunity to ask for a high price.

Zhi glanced sideways at the little devil dressed as a good baby, "No, you are busy with your business."

There are so many people with transportation tools, and the blond guy looks good.

The original target of the brigade was people attending the auction. You Kexin's underground auction is very famous. It is a good opportunity to show off one's financial resources. Basically, the participants are the leaders or cadres of various organizations.

If these people are killed, the world's political system will be in turmoil for at least a period of time, and the control over Meteor Street will naturally decrease.

As for the auction items, they are purely a bonus.

The brigade does not pursue wealth per se.

Under the leadership of Chrollo, they pursue randomness and chaos. This is why they are keen to cause trouble for others.

□□’s dominance over Meteor Street hinders them.

The brigade didn't care much about the auction items. The truth is, her body is inside, and I don’t know what the situation is.

So, truth will be taking part in the night's action no matter what.

Chrollo: "Then, my team members and Coola will trouble Madam. Especially Coola, they will definitely quarrel with Wojin and the others. If it delays the business, Madam will also be troubled."

Truth finally couldn't hold it back anymore, raised his thin arms like puppet chopsticks, pinched the boy's cheek, smiled darkly,

"I'll work for you and be your nanny, Chrollo, you've made a good plan."

Chrollo was so well-behaved that he even turned his head to facilitate Zhi's movements: "I know Madam is the best, please~"

Truth's expression was like a slap in the face.

Chrollo, after you became smaller, did you become more shameless?

Holding his forehead, truth is full of black lines.

You've gone all out to act coquettishly. If I don't agree, it will be unkind.

"……I try my best."

"Ah, great."

Twenty years ago, Chrollo knew that the truth belonged to the type of controller, cold and tough, without flaws, and very powerful.

Being an enemy is probably the most troublesome type.

Fortunately, the truth is not without its weaknesses. When I tried it now, it turned out that it was still the same as before, and it had no effect on young children.

Chrollo: It’s true that he deliberately collected this telekinesis ability.

Mari rolled his eyes angrily: "I'm going to find Kurapika!" After saying that, he jumped off Chrollo's shoulder.

She was afraid that if she stayed any longer she would be tempted to spank someone.

At this moment, a voice with a strange rising voice appeared behind him,

"You look a lot like someone I know."

Hisoka, who let down his hair and dressed normally as a handsome boy, narrowed his eyes and looked at the black-haired boy.

It looks like the leader was printed in the same mold.

Golden eyes stared at the white bandage on Chrollo's forehead, and he smiled and stretched out his hand: "Take it off and let me see."

A slender hand clasped Hisoka's wrist.

Hisoka was stunned for a moment and looked along his arm.

She has smooth black hair hanging around her waist. She is wearing a dark blue high-waisted skirt and has a delicate face. She is a rare beauty.

The beautiful woman's black eyes were staring at him coldly, as if to say, where is this pervert?

Chrollo raised his eyebrows and stood next to Zhenli who had somehow transformed back into an adult: "Aunt Zhenli, can we go?"

Zhenri glanced at him and understood that Chrollo didn't want to expose his identity in front of this member. She released her fingers from holding Hisoka and naturally took the black-haired boy's hand.

"Let's go."

The woman and the boy quickly disappeared into the crowd of people coming and going and disappeared.

Hisoka looked at the inside of his wrist, where there were three cyan fingerprints.

The face of the woman who left the fingerprints was exactly the same as the doll sitting on Chrollo's shoulder.

"Hahahaha, interesting big apple~"

Covering his forehead, Hisoka laughed so hard that his whole body trembled.

+ + +

"Isn't Hisoka a member of your group?"

"Can Madam return to her original state?"

After catching Hisoka's gaze, they both asked at the same time.

Zhenli was the first to say: "Children come first."

Chrollo had no choice but to speak first: "Hisoka has an ulterior motive for approaching the brigade and cannot be trusted." After saying that, he looked at the truth.

Truth formed a seal, and after walking past a telephone pole, she transformed into the appearance of Chrollo's father, Russ, and even her voice became a deep baritone.

"It's called transformation. It's similar to your ability to turn into a child."

"How interesting. How long does it last? Can you turn into anyone?"

"As long as you have enough chakra and focus, it can last for a long time. Anyone I've ever seen can change."

Chrollo's black eyes suddenly lit up.

With a flick of his left hand, the thick book with black handprints appeared in his hand. He quickly turned to one of the pages and pointed at the blond girl kneeling in prayer, looking at the truth expectantly.

"Can this also be changed?"

"Let me see."

"Give."

Chrollo handed the book to Truth very generously, and Truth took it and looked at it carefully for two seconds before returning the book to the boy.

When the two of them passed the next telephone pole, the handsome and melancholy young man beside Chrollo turned into a blond girl wearing a European-style white gauze skirt and a lily crown.

Chrollo glanced at the blank page with regret and continued to play the role of his good baby, "I really envy Aunt Truth for having such a convenient ability."

Zhenli said with a hint of ridicule: "Of course you have to be proficient in the art of eating. Why don't you call me Madam?"

Chrollo was very innocent: "This makes us feel closer." After a pause, the boy said again, "Aunt Jinri, since you have recovered now, can you use the Sharingan?"

Truth walked slowly in the market, and without anyone noticing, he changed back into his own appearance, "No, the Sharingan belongs to blood power, and I can only use it when I return to my body."

"Really?" Chrollo took a handful of red roses from the vendor and handed them to the truth in a very gentlemanly manner.

"I always think you are the most beautiful in your Sharingan state, and the roses pale in front of you."

Zhi raised his eyebrows, looked at Chrollo intently, then raised his chin, "Tell me what you want me to do."

Chrollo smiled: "I don't know if I will have the honor to see the power of the Sharingan tonight."

The black-haired woman held a bouquet of flames and nodded gracefully,

"can."

【6】

It was night, the neon lights were flashing, and black cars drove from all over the city to a tall building in the city center.

The people sitting in the car were all invitees to the underground auctions, top organizations from all over the world.

The guests took their seats one after another, the door was closed, and in the dark corner of the venue, the camera lens emitted cold light.

On the stage with red curtains hanging down, the emcee in a crisp suit walked slowly under the cone light. No one saw him. There were several small antennas inserted in his long black hair.

The emcee gave a brief welcome with a perfect smile. Jump into the auction process quickly.

Shining jewelry, precious minerals, gorgeous vases, high-tech weapons, and other items not seen on the market were presented one after another.

With the sound of hammers, deals worth hundreds of millions were concluded one after another.

The atmosphere at the venue gradually became heated, and at the backstage of the auction, several security personnel of various shapes yawned in boredom.

"Can't you do it yet?"

"It should be soon, Kurapika has already passed with that one."

Feitan looked at the end of the passage, a flash of excitement flashing through his narrow eyes.

"You can see it soon, the legendary eyes..."

At the auction venue, the emcee was frothing at the mouth and had obviously entered an extremely excited state.

"...Dear guests, what is going to be auctioned next is what was found in the ruins of XX..."

On the side of the stage, Mari patted Kurapika and said, "Tell everyone, don't open your eyes before counting to ten. I'm going back to my body."

Before Kurapika could say anything, the doll sitting on his shoulder fell down. The boy caught it and saw that the doll's face disappeared and turned blank again.

The emcee's voice echoed in the venue: "... a tomb-crushing warrior figurine! And it's a very rare female body!"

"The person who discovered this warrior figurine used modern instruments to test and found that 90% of the material that makes up this warrior figurine is human flesh and blood! Some of it is also highly active!"

The audience in the audience all showed expressions of surprise and confusion.

"Wait! I just thought I saw that thing move!"

"You must be dazzled."

"No, no, no, I didn't! She really moved!"

The female warrior figurine fixed on the steel display stand by an iron ring slowly opened her eyes.

Under the black eyes, pupils were as red as blood.

Like an evil spirit resurrected from hell.

This appearance not only caused the audience to make horrifying noises, but also caused Kurapika, who was hiding on the side of the stage, to gasp: "...How could it be possible?!"

The female warrior figurine easily broke the iron ring and walked down from the display stand. As she walked, dust continued to fall from her body.

The emcee seemed to be blind and continued to explain crazily,

"She is a dead samurai, but in a way, she is also alive!"

The audience at the auction finally roared in horror, "Damn it! That's resurrection from the dead! Kill that monster!"

At this moment, a cold and terrifying murderous intent suddenly erupted from the warrior figurine.

The air seemed to be filled with a thick smell of blood, and everyone's hair stood on end. Unable to withstand such huge pressure, they all fell back to their seats, trembling.

The red pupils of the warrior figurine rotated rapidly at this time, faster and faster, forming a twisted and strange figure-eight hourglass pattern.

The constantly rotating hourglass emits a strange red light, shining into the eyes of everyone at the auction venue.

Their expressions slowly changed from frightened, flustered, and anxious to calm and blank.

The samurai figurine, or Mari Uchiha, looked around the scene and nodded with satisfaction,

"Huh, such a large-scale illusion has been completed. The body of the reincarnation of Guitu is really good. There is an endless supply of chakra without turning on the senjutsu mode."

Zhenli looked up at the camera hidden in the venue and said loudly: "Knight, turn on the camera, let's start."

Xia Ke and Feitan, who were staying in the control room, woke up from a dream and hurriedly turned on the machine and started an unprecedented live broadcast.

Feitan pointed at the dashing but ghostly woman on the surveillance screen, full of doubts: "What on earth is that?"

Living person? dead?

What’s even more terrifying is that you can also control other people’s thoughts!

No wonder the group leader has never forgotten it.

The knight said angrily: "I didn't know."

Immediately, the baby-faced young man seemed to have thought of something, and quickly reminded his companion, "Ah! Go see Phinks and Nobunaga!"

Feitan rushed to the backstage area to take a look and couldn't help but curse.

His two silly companions didn't even listen to Kurapika's reminder. When the red light of the illusion lit up, the two guys watched with great interest.

Now, Finks and Nobunaga stood there with dumb faces, having killed several people and robbed several things, shaking them all clean.

Feitan punched them unceremoniously, and the two of them came to their senses. They were still babbling and asking what was going on.

"Let's go." After reminding the two of them, Feitan turned around and left.

The show has begun. Next, it is the work of these "security" personnel.

+ + +

At the same time, the puppet-like emcee spoke eagerly again, "Next, let's invite our Bavel family leader to share his story with everyone!"

A middle-aged man with a bold beard walked onto the stage, took the microphone from the emcee's hand, and began to talk about the evil deeds he led his family to commit.

The time, place, and people are so detailed that with a little organization, they can be directly used as evidence to send them to jail.

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, another big boss immediately started talking about his various transactions with government officials.

The underground auction venue for money transactions suddenly turned into a confessional for sin.

The knights will hack into the Internet and public television signals so that the confessions of these big guys can be seen and heard by more people.

There were approximately one to two hundred people at the auction venue. According to the information they revealed, the number of people involved must be at least three to five times that number.

So many crimes hidden under the water were exposed in one breath, which was enough to set off a tsunami of public anger.

This movement is big enough, Chrollo.

A smile curled up the corners of Truth's lips.

Kurapika took off his sunglasses and looked up and down at Truth, who had nothing to do with a living person: "Mrs. Truth, who are you..."

"That's right, just as you thought, I'm dead. Now I just left the pure land to fulfill my last wish. But, there was something wrong on the road..."

Then he ran here.

However, being able to see Chrollo grow up and get to know the poor kid Coola who was exterminated, Mari felt that the trip was not in vain.

Kurapika wanted to say something else, but the phone in his hand rang, and a knight's voice came from it,

"Kurapika, a group of people are coming from the west door of the building. Go and take a look. Don't let anyone break in and disturb the live broadcast here."

"Wojin is in charge of that door, where are the others?"

"It disappeared as soon as I hit it."

The blond boy gritted his teeth and said, "That bastard Wo Jin must be high!" Before he finished speaking, there was an explosion of roar from the west.

The sound sounds like fire, arrows, and cannons.

Obviously, the gangsters who came to "duzui" brought heavy weapons.

Kurapika looked worried.

He and everyone in the brigade have great deviations in their understanding of life, freedom, and good and evil.

But the feelings created during those years of getting along were not fake.

When Kurapika first encountered a drastic change, he was restless and didn't know what to do. It was the rude and ignorant bullying from the brigade that made him regain the feeling of being alive again.

Although they would never admit it, to Kurapika, they were their new family!

He won't put his family in danger again!

Kurapika hurriedly said hello to Mari, then cursed and ran towards the west gate.

"You bastard Wo Jin, if you are killed by a fire | arrow | cannon, I will not collect your body for you!"

+ + +

Somewhere in Youkesin, Chrollo, who had returned to his adult appearance, looked at the pedestrians who stopped by the roadside to watch the TV in the window, looked down at their mobile phones and forgot to walk, and smiled.

"As expected of you, Madam, she is very generous when she makes a move."

"It's just a pity that I still can't appreciate your heroic appearance. But..."

Chrollo looked at his left wrist, which was wrapped with a black thread that looked like hair.

That thread of thought is so thin that you can't find it unless you look carefully.

The other end of the black thought thread was tied to the arm of the blank doll, and Zhenri, who had been in the blank doll for a while, did not notice that there was also a black thread so thin that it was almost invisible on her reincarnated arm. .

"You should see it more often in the future~"

He withdrew his gaze and walked in one direction.

He had just received information from a killer family that values ​​death.

The hiding place of the ten old men was found.