The boy's eyes were very strange, containing both hatred and sarcasm, as well as a vague confusion, which inadvertently showed his complicated and difficult-to-understand emotions.
'Hypocrisy, lies, darkness, killing, blood...'
'Is this a village? Is this the current situation of our Uchiha clan?'
Uchiha Shisui thought so, and unconsciously, he clenched his fists, and the protruding blood vessels crawled all over his arms like ferocious earthworms, and the soles of his feet seemed to be filled with lead, and they did not move for a long time.
The sudden battle and the fierce collision between the two Susanoos turned the area several hundred meters away into ruins, and Shisui's home was one of these ruins.
But God's blessing prevented Zhishui from being killed by the aftermath of the attack like some unlucky tribesmen. He survived and lived not far from the center of the battlefield without anyone noticing him.
Therefore, Shisui, who was hiding in the gaps between the collapsed stone slabs, accidentally heard some words that he should not have heard, such as the roar of the great elder and the brief exchange between Uzumaki Makoto and Fugaku.
Dirty politics, depraved patriarchs, twisted desires born under power, and the will of fire shrouded in darkness, all of this almost refreshed Shisui's outlook on life and world.
Belief seemed to collapse in an instant.
Although he is only four years old this year, the past of his father Uchiha and being killed by the clan leader Fugaku, as well as the tragic childhood in which his family was repeatedly rejected by the clan, undoubtedly made Shisui's mind far more mature than his peers.
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Because of this, Shisui's mind at this moment seemed to be plunged into an unimaginable turbulent whirlpool, and was shattered to pieces by the impact.
What is false? What else is true?
A mature mind not only makes it difficult for Zhisui to let go of this moment, but also a rational way of thinking makes Zhisui very clear:
He can't say or do anything now, otherwise, he may be charged with a crime similar to "collaborating with the enemy" and die quietly in the end.
Now that the great elder is dead, it can be foreseen that all the power of Uchiha will gradually be transferred to the hands of the clan leader, not to mention that the Hokage has already put on a pair of pants with the clan leader. In this case, who will believe the words of a child like him?
The clenched fists were loosened, and bright red blood slowly flowed out from the wounds on the palms punctured by nails. The pursed lips also relaxed, leaving only strands of blood dripping from the corners of the mouth.
Shisui withdrew his gaze, and his slightly dull eyes quickly returned to normal. He pretended to be nonchalant and staggered away.
Like a dull child, Shisui walked towards the residence of his father's former friend, an uncle who had a fairly good relationship with their family.
His home has been destroyed, and his bedridden mother also died in today's sudden change. Shisui doesn't want to think about who he should hate at this moment. He just wants to find someone to talk to, and just talk about anything.
That's all.
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"To be honest, I always feel that leaving that brat behind is a hidden danger. It would be better to find an opportunity to kill him."
"At that distance, there is a high probability that he heard what we were talking about."
Walking side by side with Makoto Uzumaki on the street, Hinata Tamaki fiddled with the two glass bottles in his hands, looking intently at the kaleidoscope eyes floating in them, and suddenly spoke without looking back or looking away.
His expression showed a sense of satisfaction in his calmness. If you just looked at his expression, anyone would think that Hinata Tamaki was focusing on the glass bottle in his hand instead of discussing matters related to murder.
Pedestrians passing by noticed these two Konoha dignitaries and stopped to say hello. Since Hinata Huan spoke in a low voice, no one could hear clearly what he was saying except Uzumaki Makoto who was close to Chi Chi.
After smiling and waving away another villager who said hello respectfully, Uzumaki Makoto also did not look back at Hinata Tamaki, but kept his smile and replied lightly:
"Didn't you say before that Fugaku is not a soft persimmon like Hinata and Hinata? Since you have already got a bargain, it's better to accept it as soon as you get it."
"Of course, this is just my personal suggestion. It's up to you whether you listen to it or not, lest you keep saying that I give you bad ideas."
Hinata Huan closed his eyes slightly and pondered for a moment. After a few seconds, he opened his eyes again, put the glass bottle into his jacket pocket, and said in a descriptive tone:
"Fugaku is about to become the leader of the root group, and this person is already valued by Lei Luo. I really shouldn't get into too much of a fight with him, lest it make things look bad in the future."
Shaking his head, Hinata Huan hummed softly, then said to himself in a neutral tone:
"Forget it, I'm just a three-year-old child, what can I know? After this intervention, the Uchiha matter is over for us."
Finally, I would like to add:
"The premise is that Fugaku is not a waste."
Hearing the profound meaning in Hinata Huan's calm tone, Uzumaki Makoto smiled slightly. Before he could say anything, a figure in white clothes more than ten meters in front came into view. His eyes suddenly brightened, and the smile at the corner of his mouth widened unconsciously:
"Hey, here comes the real trash."
"You guys talk slowly, I'm leaving first."
The sound of wind passed by beside him, and Makoto Uzumaki's figure disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye. Hyuga Tamaki paused, slowly raised his head, and looked ahead at the serious-looking young leader of the Hyuga clan, who was wearing a white kimono and blocking the middle of the road.
Only a second passed when they looked at each other. Hinata Tamaki raised his hand without saying a word, and put his fingers together to form the seal of the instant body technique. It was obvious that he did not want to say a word to the descendant of the family in front of him, Hinata Hinata.
explain.
"Wait a minute! Uncle Huan!"
Before the shouts could stop, five meters away, the figure in black gradually became blurry, and then disappeared like exploding mist. Hizu's palm suddenly stopped in mid-air, intending to block Hinata Tamaki's movements, as if forever.
Fixed in this moment.
"Brother! Big brother!"
Behind him, shouts gradually sounded from far to near. Rizu came back to his senses, quickly retracted his hand, concealed his embarrassed heart, turned his head to look at his brother, and said calmly:
"Hizashi, let's go back."
As soon as he stood firm, Hinata Hizashi was slightly startled. Apparently he didn't expect his brother to say such a thing, and he asked loudly and quite excitedly:
"Brother! It's rare for Uncle Huan to show up. Why can't you put down your attitude and have a good chat with him in the name of the head of the Hyuga clan? The current situation of our Hyuga clan..."
"Let's talk?" After interrupting Hizashi, Hizashi felt quite sad. At this moment, in front of his brothers, he could no longer control his emotions. A wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth and he said in a self-deprecating tone:
"What about the clan leader? In today's Hyuga clan, how many people still recognize me as the clan leader? Others don't know. Don't you still know Hizashi?"