Naruto: My Own Wind

He and the brother with the rosacea came to a tavern, and the brother with the rosacea introduced to Fengjian with a smile that this tavern called Niaoqu was the largest, best and most prosperous tavern in their Fengsha Town.

Seeing Fengjian in deep thought, the big brother with the red nose showed his signature smile again, "Brother, in the entire Wind Country, only the singing girls in Dadu are a little bit better than us."

The man with the rosacea nose stretched out his right hand, pinched his thumb and index finger together, leaving a gap that was barely noticeable to the naked eye. "It's just a little bit."

Fengjian smiled silently. This elder brother is like Wang Po, bragging about himself.

Seeing Fengjian's expression, the big brother with the red nose glared at him with his small eyes, pointed the bottle at his sausage mouth, and took a big gulp, "Brother, don't disbelieve me, when you see Michiko later, I guarantee you will be shocked."

Feng Jian heard this, and although he sneered in his heart, there was a trace of curiosity on his face, "Big brother, you are not drunk and lying to me, right?"

"How is that possible? How can I use Michiko's beauty to deceive people?" The man with the red nose shook his head vigorously and waved the bottle in his hand vigorously. "Let's go to the bird song right away. Michiko will appear soon to sing.

Hehe...When the time comes, you will know whether I have lied to you or not."

After the brother with the red nose finished speaking, he opened the door of the tavern and walked in first. After entering, he did not forget to turn around and greet Fengjian.

In response to the elder brother's enthusiasm, Fengjian could only smile helplessly and followed him into the wine house.

Just like the bustling scene outside, there were quite a few guests in the tavern, all of them clinking glasses, smiling happily, with rosy faces.

Of course, there are also people who drink alone.

In the middle of the bar, there is a round stage, and a singer is holding a musical instrument, playing and singing.

Fengjian scratched his forehead. The decoration of this wine house is very modern.

"Brother, there's an empty seat here. Let's go." The brother with the red nose pointed to the empty seat on the left side and walked away while speaking.

After the two sat down, the big brother with the red nose was very generous. He patted his chest and shouted: "Brother, I will treat you to a taste of the best wine in our town."

Without giving Fengjian a chance to refute, the man with the rosacea directly ordered drinks.

Feng Jian didn't even lift his buttocks, and smiled slightly, "Thank you, big brother."

"It's no big deal." The big brother with the red nose put the bottle of wine in his hand on the table and said, "Brother, you are not from the Kingdom of Wind."

Feng Jian raised the corner of his mouth slightly and gave the other party a thumbs up, "Big brother has good eyesight, I am indeed not from the Kingdom of Wind."

After looking around, Feng Jian smiled mysteriously, "To be honest, big brother, this is my first time in the Kingdom of Wind."

"Oh, is this your first time here?" The big brother with the rosacea showed a puzzled expression, looked Fengjian up and down, stretched out his right index finger, and put the fingertip on his rosacea, "Brother, why did you come to the Kingdom of Wind?

There is nothing here except yellow sand all over the sky.”

"Brother, I'm a cartoonist."

"cartoonist?"

"Yes, a cartoonist." Feng Jian patted the backpack behind him and showed a playful smile. "As for me, I have been determined since I was a child to use the pen in my hand to depict this world."

When the rosacea brother heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly and he sighed in his heart, another person living in a dream.

At this time, the wine shop waiter brought the wine.

"Come on, brother, try this wine." The brother with rosacea poured two glasses of wine and handed one of them to Fengjian.

Feng Jian picked up the wine glass and was about to take a sip when his face suddenly twisted and he put down the glass, "Brother, where is the bathroom?"

The man with rosacea pointed to the left with a hint of disgust.

Upon seeing this, Feng Jian ran away.

The man with rosacea looked in the direction of the bathroom, curled his lips, picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.

He filled his own glass again. Before the drunkard brother could take his second drink, the singer on the round stage, holding her instrument, bowed deeply to the front and slowly retreated.

Seeing this, the man with rosacea stared at the table with shining eyes, without even holding his wine glass.

A moment later, a graceful young girl with fox eyes came walking over with a musical instrument in her arms.

Before the girl even sat down, shouts came from all around, and some people even whistled.

When Kazama came out of the bathroom, he saw that the men at the scene were very enthusiastic. They all stretched their necks to look at the girl sitting on the round table.

Fengjian took a glance and curled his lips slightly. It was not that the girl was ugly, but she was not as beautiful as the brother with rosacea said.

As expected, everyone’s aesthetic taste is different.

After looking around, Fengjian finally stopped his gaze on the brother with rosacea. Seeing that he was drooling, Fengjian showed a look of disgust.

It has been a long time since this guy last saw a woman. When he saw a woman who was even slightly pretty, he acted like a nymphomaniac. It really brought shame to his fellow male compatriots.

When Fengjian was wondering whether to remind his elder brother, the beautiful girl on the round table opened her red lips and beautiful notes floated in the wine house, making him feel as if he was there.

Fengjian blinked and returned to the side of the brother with rosacea. He saw that he looked infatuated and his saliva was flowing and dripping onto the wine table.

Fengjian suddenly felt a little chilly and moved his chair to the side. After all, water and fire are merciless.

Maybe the sound of Fengjian moving the chair was a little loud, and the drooling red-nosed brother heard it. He wiped the corner of his mouth with his sleeve and said, "Brother, why did you take so long in the bathroom? Are you weak?"

"Fuck you, I'm going to the toilet, not the toilet!" Fengjian frowned and raised his eyebrows three times.

"Haha... just kidding, don't be angry, brother." The rosacea brother smiled and scratched his head, then gave Fengjian a wink and nodded at Yuantai, "Brother, Michiko is beautiful, isn't she? I didn't lie to you."

"Haha... Beautiful, very beautiful."

"What do you think? No matter what I say, as long as you see Michiko, you will be conquered by her beauty." The brother with rosacea was very proud, as if the beauty was himself.

Fengjian was breathing heavily, with a "well" thought appearing on his forehead. Just as he was about to refute, the door of the wine house was pushed open and a heavy footsteps sounded.

Fengjian turned his head to look, and this sight made the corners of his mouth rise.

I saw a tall man walking into the tavern, looking around.

He has a fierce look, a pair of inverted triangle eyes, and a cross scar on his face.

This person looks almost exactly like Kazama's target Akita.

After seeing the appearance clearly, Kazama withdrew his gaze and chatted, drank and looked at women with the rosacea brother, but his eyes never left Akita from beginning to end.

After a while, Akita put down his wine glass and walked out of the wine shop.

Kazama also stood up and said goodbye to the rosacea brother, thanking him for his hospitality. After the rosacea brother repeatedly persuaded him to stay, Kazama still left the tavern.

After Fengjian left, the man with rosacea raised his mouth, a perfect arc appeared at the corner of his mouth, he picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.

Seeing that the men around him were looking ahead with lustful eyes, the man with rosacea sneered, poured himself another full glass of wine and drank it in one gulp.

When he picked up the wine jug, he found that there was no wine in it. The brother with rosacea shook his head and smiled, blinked at the round table, then got up and left the wine house.

As soon as the man with rosacea left, Michiko also got up and left, holding her instrument.

The men around him still looked infatuated.

After Michiko left, a figure walked out of the bathroom. The man smiled contemptuously, glanced at her, and left the bar.