Give me back my fan! ! ! !

I think these two guys can be kicked out directly, and they won't die anyway. " Madara clearly meant the two surnamed Senshou over there.

As a result, Tuanzi was the first to jump out and object.

"No way! How can I release the mission if you spread out! It will be very troublesome to call them back!"

"Do you want to try the power of my reincarnation eye?"

Tuanzi Zhiqu shut up.

"Well, don't be like this, anyway, they are also the first Hokage and the second Hokage-sama." Lin stepped forward to ease the atmosphere.

"Little girl, do you still know that Tobima and I are Hokage?" Hashirama looked at Lin. "Are you Konoha's ninja too?"

"Ah, yes."

Seeing that they seemed to be planning to talk about Konoha in a nostalgic tone again, Tasha quickly interrupted them.

"What's so rare about being the head of a village, and the head carving on Huoying Rock is so ugly that a fool would want to be such a hard-working, tiring, and unearned village head?"

Village chief No. [-] who is suffering, tired and has no money → Hashirama: "..."

The village chief No. [-] who is suffering, tired and has no money → between the doors: "..."

In the past, I really wanted to be the village chief who was suffering, tired, and had no money to earn. Idiot No. [-] with a head carved and ugly → Obito: "..."

Before, there was also the thought of being a village chief who was suffering, tired, and had no money to earn. The head sculpted and ugly fool No. [-] → Madara: "..."

Tasha didn't notice their strange expressions, but took out the mini-computer from the space-time bag and replaced it with a 3D screen. After the multiplayer game battle, a virtual keyboard appeared in front of everyone.

"Playing a multiplayer battle game? It's called Naruto."

Then a Naruto fighting game attracted everyone, and they played all night with one keyboard each.

Forget about everything else.

He even forgot about throwing Brother Thousand Hands out.

Chapter 32

As it turns out, Madara's character is genuinely toxic.

Tasha had already evacuated the keyboard in front of her. She tore open a pack of golden monkey toffee, took out a toffee, opened the package and threw it into her mouth, watching the unbelieving Madara still manipulating his character to attack Hashirama.

But in the end, there will always be a loss when you are just a little bit short of winning.

Tasha believes that if this keyboard is not virtual and can only be typed but cannot be moved, it must have been smashed by Madara long ago.

Obito reached for a toffee, opened the package and ate it.

"They still refuse to stop, it's dawn."

"I told him a long time ago not to use his character to hit Hashirama, who told him not to listen."

"It's a ghost if you listen..."

Tasha's cell phone on the table suddenly vibrated a few times, she picked it up and opened it to check the information.

"So it's the weekend, an exchange match? It's just a match, why should I go there..."

Tasha looked up at the other people who were still wearing armor and strange clothes.

Forget it, let's take them to buy clothes before going there.

She looked at the information again and found that there was no time and place noted.

Then she looked at the phone number that sent the message, Cilang?How hard it is to get him to send me a message, probably forwarded it directly.

No wonder there is no time address.

Generally, the deeds of this kind of deeds are notified directly.

Tasha glanced at Madara and Hashirama, who was fighting again, and called Atobe.

The phone was picked up after a few rings, and Atobe came over with a gorgeous voice.

"What do you want to do with my uncle so early in the morning?"

"Today's exchange match, who is so careless and asked Ci Lang to send me a message?"

Atobe choked suddenly, took the phone away as if he was asking the person beside him something.

"Ah, none of those guys dared to call you, so I asked Jiro, who was absent at that time, to call you. Who knew that guy would forward the message directly." Atobe's voice seemed to contain hate iron It means not being steel.

Tasha wondered why it was so scary to call her to let her know.

Obviously has forgotten what she did before being returned by the dirt.

After asking Atobu about the time and place, Tasha asked a little strangely, "If the exchange match is held in the ice emperor's tennis club, can't it be enough? Why go to your villa in the suburbs?"

"Ah, that's what the coach means. The Kanto competition is about to be held, and we need to step up training. This time, there are not only Lihai University, but also the dark horse player Qingxue. The coaches plan to cooperate with each other to achieve The best effect." Atobe laughed lowly, "That's what I said, but I just wanted to find out the bottom of the other party."

"No wonder you asked me to go over there." Tasha suddenly thought of something and glanced at the four people around him, and said in a malicious tone, "I'll bring you a few teaching assistants over this time, so that you can make rapid progress."

As soon as he heard Tasha's tone, he felt bad, but he was not worried that Tasha would do something to hurt them intentionally, so he took her words directly, "In that case, let's come together, Bing God is not afraid of a little training."

A little training?

Tasha raised the corners of her lips, "I'll be there later, you guys go first."

After she finished speaking, she hung up the phone, and said to Madara, who had given up the game and planned to fight the real person directly, "Mara, clean up and I'll take you out to buy clothes and see the new world."

Madara stopped the mark that was half formed, glared at Hashirama, and then started to clean up the trash on the table with Tasha.

Hashirama leaned over, not afraid of death, "Hey, Madara, you can do housework."

"Do you think that our Uchiha clan is the same as your Senju clan who let people do everything?" Madara sneered.

"Ahahahahaha, you can't say that, anyway, I will make an fried egg."

Madara couldn't help but squeezed the soda can in his hand, his face was gloomy and ugly.

It's amazing to know how to fry eggs!

Tasha ignored Madara's ugly face, reached out and took the soda can in his hand and threw it into the trash can, clapped his hands and stood up, put away the mini computer and put it in the space-time bag.

As soon as she looked up, she found a certain white hair trying to dismantle her radio.

"If you dare to tear down my furniture in Qianshoubeijian, I will hang you to the telephone pole outside!"

Tobuma put down the radio that he was about to study just now, opened his eyes and said nonsense, "It's just to take a look, why are you nervous?"

Tasha: "Hehe."

Tasha picked up the phone and sent Lin, who went back last night because there were family members here, the location of the Atobe Villa, and asked her to go there first.

Then she and the four of them hailed a taxi on the street and went to the mall.

Although it was still early, there were already quite a few people in this large shopping mall. Tasha once again forcibly ignored everyone's gazes, and from time to time had to hold Brother Qianshou who was attracted by new things and wanted to run around.

"It's really interesting here." After being pulled back by Madara and threatening to break his legs if he dared to run around again, Hashirama calmed down and sighed watching the people coming and going, "So, this is what the world without war looks like. Yes."

Madara also looked around.

Peace indeed...although people are weak...

But, it also feels good.

Tasha took them into a well-known clothing store dedicated to men's clothing, and pointed to the four people behind him to the waiter who came forward to greet them, "This group of guys didn't bring out their regular clothes when they were playing cosplay, so just choose some for them. "

"No problem, gentlemen, please go this way." The waiter showed her good professionalism and brought them inside.

Only Madara still stood there with her hands folded around her chest, not moving at all.

Tasha said it was okay to the somewhat embarrassed waiter, and let her go first, then turned her head to look at Madara.

"Shall I take you to see it?"

"kindness."

She brought Madara to the dazzling array of clothes, and struggled for a long time and didn't know what to choose. Finally, she stepped aside and let Madara look at it by herself, "I have obsessive-compulsive disorder, you can choose it yourself."

spot:"……"

In the end, Madara chose a high-necked black dress similar to his and a pair of dark jeans. After changing in the fitting room, Madara opened the door and walked out.

After taking off the armor, the high-necked black dress and jeans wrapped his strong and strong body, and the clothes that had a body-sculpting effect outlined his almost perfect figure.

Tasha sized him up, took out a sleeveless half vest from his side for him to put on, and nodded in satisfaction.

"It's not surprising that way, you looked more gloomy before, you know that?"

When the customers on the side saw Madara coming out, they were all attracted by his domineering special aura, but when the girl who seemed to be with him actually said that he was gloomy, he almost got angry and grabbed the girl by the collar Let her take a closer look.

But they are still sensible, after all, that man is not easy to mess with at first glance.

Since Tasha was too familiar with Madara, he didn't feel that he had changed much, so he took Madara to find the other three people when he was almost done.

Tasha didn't pay much attention to them after seeing them change into clothes that could fit into the world at the recommendation of the waiter. At the same time, she blocked the cool and handsome voices of the people around her and left after checking out at the front desk.

After leaving the mall, Tasha asked Madara and Obito, "Do you want to have the Uchiha clan emblem tattooed on the back? My clothes are tattooed by Danko."

Madara and Obito certainly have no objection.

She walked up behind them and put her hands on their backs one by one. Tuanzi attached the red and white Uchiha clan emblem to their backs through Tasha's hand.

"Okay." Tasha withdrew her hand and looked at their backs with satisfaction.

Seeing that Tasha was ready, Banban pushed back the long hair that had been pushed to his chest for the convenience of the Wen family emblem, and then looked back at Tasha, "What do you do next?"

"Come with me to help train the puberty brats." Tasha took out the black pistol he just bought