Uzumaki Naruto has no problem with his ninja skills

He was also interested in the changes in the Uchiha clan after his death, when Obito inherited his name of Uchiha Madara and implemented various plans.

Although Black Zetsu gave him a lot of information shortly after he was reincarnated in the dirt, more and more detailed details within the Uchiha clan were not fully grasped by Black Zetsu.

After hearing that Uchiha Fugaku was drunk, with his tongue hanging out and his face red, talking about the difficulties faced by the Uchiha clan and the changes that the Uchiha clan had undergone, Uchiha Madara couldn't help but take an extra sip. Drinks.

Although he didn't feel anything, at this moment, he still felt a little thirsty.

Was this actually the case at the beginning?

Uchiha Itachi, Uchiha Shisui, and... most importantly, Uzumaki Naruto!

Others may not notice it yet, but after fighting Naruto, Madara has a strong sensitivity to Naruto's name.

He was keenly aware that before coming into contact with Naruto, neither Uchiha Shisui nor Uchiha Itachi had brought any obvious changes to the Uchiha clan.

But after they came into contact with Naruto, although it seemed that Naruto's subsequent changes in the Uchiha clan, the number of times, proportions, and degree of involvement were very small.

But everything started to change after that.

"It's that guy again. How old was he at that time?"

Uchiha Madara couldn't help but shake the red wine glass in his hand. At that age, he and his brother Uchiha Izuna were still competing closely with each other, exercising, practicing, and growing together.

Scarlet red wine, like blood, sloshed in the wine glass in his hand.

Later, Uchiha Madara drank it all.

After knowing some of the things he wanted to know from these guys, Uchiha Madara no longer planned to stay.

But the next moment, after the drunk Uchiha Fugaku said something to the clan members who were also drunk around him, his body froze on the spot.

"Come on, let's have fun!"

"Hey, Mr. Patriarch, forget it, let's go home today. We go out every day recently, and we have to go home occasionally."

Uchiha Itachi seemed a little moved. After all, he hadn't gone on a date with Izumi for a long time.

Even though he was dragged to play by Brother Zhisui and his father every time, he still kept a clean mind, only drank alcohol, and never fell drunk in the arms of other women.

Therefore, Quan was just a little angry with him at most, but did not break up with him.

After all, he had faced a lot of pressure before, plus following Brother Shisui and Lord Jiraiya to go on missions and participate in the war.

In the end, they were all taken to a place like this by their father and Brother Zhisui to relieve stress.

"Hey! We have all worked hard for most of our lives. Everyone, I just want to be happy, so what?

Come on, let’s play music and dance! "

ugly!

Uchiha Madara looked at Uchiha Fugaku twisting his body there and couldn't help but shook his head.

It's really ugly. This kind of dance is really unsightly!

What's the difference between dancing and fighting?

It's just that one dances in the battle and the other dances on the stage.

Uchiha Madara shook his head and was about to walk out. Who knows, Uchiha Fugaku happened to see him shaking his head.

Hey, this guy actually shook his head at me, Uchiha Fugaku, as if he looked down on me.

Damn it, I, Uchiha Fugaku, am a frequent visitor to this bar, and few people can beat me when dancing here!

However, just when he was about to look for him, Madara Uchiha disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Strange, did I see a ghost?"

"Oh!"

After sneezing suddenly, Uchiha Fugaku felt his head was a little dizzy.

He raised his head and looked at the ceiling.

Strange, the lights in this bar are always colorful, but why is the color falling on my head, Uchiha Fugaku, always so green?

"Naruto...why are you always smiling silly these days?"

At Naruto's house, Mrs. Mikoto was busy in the kitchen. When she came out with the food, she felt a little strange when she looked at Naruto on the sofa who giggled from time to time.