Naruto

"I didn't expect you to hide so deeply, uncle! Can you teach us some tricks in the future?"

After having had enough wine and food, Naruto opened the cell door and as soon as he lay down on his straw mat, the two teenagers who had been holding back excitedly ran to his side and asked expectantly.

"Look at your anxious looks... You have to wait until the injury on my butt heals!" Naruto turned his head and cursed with a smile.

"Hehe, of course! Uncle, you are so angry for us!" Long Er waved his fist a few times and replied with a beaming expression.

"By the way, have you ever thought about what you will do in the future after you are released from prison?"

"Get out of prison..." The joyful expression on Long Er's face disappeared instantly, and he replied with a melancholy look, "Do we really have hope to get out in this life?"

"Long Er and I have never learned any other crafts since we were young, but our physical fitness is not bad. If other ninja villages are willing to take us in, that would be the best. If that doesn't work, we can also go to the mines to mine or move at the construction site.

Brick, no matter what you do, it's better than staying in this hellish place." Sawa, who was relatively taciturn, thought about it carefully and answered Naruto's question seriously.

"If even a powerful ninja like you, uncle, can't escape from this prison, then what way out can we have?"

As soon as Ryuji finished saying these depressing words, Naruto received a sharp blow on the head.

"Ouch! Uncle, why did you hit me suddenly?!"

"You're a bastard, it's just that you don't have confidence in yourself, and you still dare to challenge me here." Naruto rubbed his right hand that had just committed the crime and replied leisurely, "Just wait patiently, there is always a chance.

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"Uncle, what do you mean..." Ryuji and Ze also heard what Naruto meant.

, stood up in a flash, with a glimmer of hope on his face.

"You are not allowed to cry then." After saying this half-jokingly, half-seriously, Naruto ignored the two young inmates, pulled up the quilt, closed his eyes, and entered the wonderful world.

Dreamland.

That night, when the hour hand on the wall pointed to three o'clock in the morning, three heavily armed jailers suddenly rushed into their cell and knocked all three prisoners unconscious to the ground who had just been awakened by the noise and were about to scream.

, each put into a linen bag.

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I don't know how long it took before Long Er slowly woke up from his coma and let out a low moan.

"Uh ah...I...where am I..."

The bright incandescent lamp, the glass jar filled with blue liquid, and the cold metal bars binding his neck, torso and limbs: everything gave off an inexplicable and strange aura.

"Did you wake up so soon? It is indeed a high-quality sacrifice hand-picked by my warden."

A man with tall cheekbones and a thin body appeared in Long Er's sight, which caused a chill to run down his spine from his heels to his. He asked indifferently:

"City... City Lord, what... do you mean?"

Before Wuwei had time to answer, a hoarse voice suddenly sounded in the silent room:

"I was wondering why people keep coming in this prison, but the total number of people is not large at all. It turns out that they were all wiped clean by you, the City Lord."

When Long Er, whose heart was gripped by fear, heard this familiar and unusual voice, it was as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw and hurriedly asked:

"Uncle Menma, are you there too?!"

"yes

Ah. The three of us are really destined to die together."

Long Er felt a burst of blood rushing to his head; his lips were slightly opened, but he didn't know what to say.

"What greets you is not death, but sublimation. It is your supreme glory to integrate your dirty and humble life into a more noble existence." A faint red light emerged from Wuwei's eyes, illuminating him.

The already thin cheeks made her look even more gloomy.

"Is this your ultimate goal? To complete your own evolution by robbing the lives of others?"

"With a lifespan of just a hundred years, how can you possibly understand the vastness of the universe and the insignificance of time and space? How can you possibly touch the door of all things that leads to the ultimate truth?"

The irrelevant conversation between Naruto and Wuwei made Ryuuji's mind, which was already groggy due to the heavy injuries, become even more confusing. He struggled hard, and the strength iron bed of his body shook "rattling", and he rushed towards his back.

He yelled at his own inaction: "You fucking want to kill or cut into pieces, if you have the ability, do it as soon as possible!"

Wuwei turned around, staring at Long Er's slightly crazy face with his scarlet eyes, and raised the corner of his mouth in a mocking arc.

"Do you remember what I said to you last night, boy?" Naruto's voice seemed to have some mysterious magic power, instantly calming down Ryuji's mood that was on the verge of collapse.

"Uncle, you mean..."

Before Long Er finished speaking, a violent chakra storm suddenly erupted from Long Er's side, washing away his dry meridians that had not had any chakra flowing for a long time.

"I once made a promise to take you out of this place, and Uzumaki Naruto has always kept his promise."

"Ninjutsu? Flying Thunder Array Technique."