Kiba Hospital.
Naruto was lying on the hospital bed in a daze, trying to recall what happened last night, but he only remembered seeing Uchiha Itachi, and then … there was nothing else.
After waking up, he saw Grandma Tsunade and Lascivious Sage gathered in his house. After asking a few questions, he was transferred to Kiba Hospital for observation, and his training was delayed again.
… ….
Outside the ward, in the corridor.
"Tsunade, how is it?" Jiraiya asked worriedly.
"I don't see any problems for the time being, but Naruto's memory loss should be done by someone, but Itachi's Genjutsu is too advanced, and it involves the spiritual level, even I can't detect anything strange." Tsunade's eyes were serious. This matter was very subtle, and it involved Uchiha Itachi and Naruto, so it was really serious.
"Spiritual level? Genjutsu … "Jiraiya's eyebrows twitched. There were many masters in Kiba who were good at Genjutsu, but no one could be compared to Uchiha Itachi.
Seeing Jiraiya's irritated look, Tsunade sighed slightly. "Jiraiya, relax, even if Itachi did something, it doesn't necessarily have a bad effect on Naruto."
"Okay! I got it. "Jiraiya agreed in a muffled voice, but the gloomy clouds hanging over his brows didn't disperse.
"Knock, knock, knock!"
Just as the two of them were talking, a burst of hurried footsteps came, and Lu Jiu rushed over.
"Hokage-sama, there's an important matter." Shihisa looked strange, holding a thin document in his hand.
"What's the matter?" Tsunade took the document, but didn't immediately read it.
"The Fifth Mizukage of the Mist Village sent a letter, saying that they want to establish a cooperative relationship with Kiba …" Shihisa said and then went silent. There was a constipated look on his face.
Tsunade and Jiraiya's expressions instantly changed. Both of them were roaring in their hearts. Is this a joke? Those murderous madmen in the Mist Village actually talked about cooperation? It was impossible.
The Five Great Shinobi Villages have been standing in the Shinobi World for more than 60 years. Regarding the Mist Shinobi, the other Four Great Shinobi Villages basically only have one view. They are a group of madmen. When they go crazy, they will even kill their own people.
For more than 60 years, the Mist Ninjas have been fighting among themselves for half of the time. Coupled with the geographical conditions, they have never taken the initiative to contact any Ninja village, let alone cooperate with them. It's not surprising that the three of them looked like they had seen a ghost.
"Well … Shihisa, are you kidding me?" Jiraiya forced a smile.
"Ah! Unfortunately, I'm not joking, the messenger of the Mist is still in the Hokage Building. "Shikaku spread out his hands, as if he didn't know what was going on.
Even though Lu Jiu was extremely intelligent, in the absence of information about the Water Country, he couldn't say anything. After all, one couldn't cook without rice.
"Wow! It's so troublesome. Why did they come out at this time? We haven't even dealt with the Akatsuki's affairs properly … "Tsunade clenched her fists angrily. The slightly hot air made her even more anxious.
… ….
In the northern part of the Country of Fire, there was an abandoned village in the valley. This forgotten place that had been abandoned for more than 10 years welcomed a visitor two days ago.
Kisame sat on a big stone by the river, listening to the footsteps behind him. "Is it done?"
"Yes."
Itachi answered calmly and stood on the edge of the big stone.
"So … What should we do next? Our Akatsuki's nest seems to have been destroyed. " Kisame opened his mouth, revealing two rows of shark-like sharp teeth. The pale color seemed to give the breath of death.
Itachi didn't answer immediately, because he didn't know what to say. And what to say? For a long time, the leader of the Akatsuki was Pain. Pain was dead. No wonder Kisame would ask this.
"It's not a nest. To be precise, it's a relatively large stronghold."
"Who is it?" Kisame suddenly picked up the shark skin and looked around, trying to find the person who spoke.
Itachi was still calm. He glanced around and said, "Come out, Zetsu."
"Hee hee, as expected of Itachi. I can't hide from you." The big pitcher plant got out of the river bank and looked at Itachi and Kisame with a smile.
"It's you? Why are you still alive? I thought you were killed together with boss Pain. "Kisame took back the shark skin and said lazily.
"Pain … Hee hee hee, that's already history." White Zetsu said with a smile, and then inexplicably raised his voice and said like a hymn, "The Akatsuki has changed dynasties. The real leader has come. A new era has come."
White Zetsu's words didn't get any response. Itachi would never agree with him. Kisame showed a curious smile, but also ignored White Zetsu.
"Ah? At least give a round of applause … "White Zetsu complained." Even if there is no applause, don't you want to know who the new leader is? "
"Alright, stop arguing. Let's have a good talk. Itachi, Kisame." Hoodlum suddenly appeared behind Kisame.
"Shark skin."
The moment Ghost Merman sensed that someone was behind him, all fine hairs on his body stood straight up in fright. Ghost Merman abandoned all distracting thoughts in his head, leaving only the pure instinct of fighting. He turned around as fast as a bolt of lightning, then raised his arm and fiercely cut down.
The high-speed chopping tore the air and made a sharp friction sound. However, there was no dull sound of flesh being cut, nor the crisp sound of bones being broken.
Kisame opened his small eyes wide in disbelief. Looking at the shark skin passing through the masked man's body, the empty sense of weightlessness clearly told him that his attack failed.
"Who are you?" Kisame took back the shark skin and quickly jumped back. He stood side by side with Itachi, blocking the shark skin in front of him, and stared at the masked man vigilantly.
"Still the same question? Well … Zetsu has already said that I am the leader of the Akatsuki. To be exact, I am the real leader. As for my name, you can call me Uchiha Madara. " Hoodlum used his unique hoarse voice to speak calmly, as though he was talking about an unrelated person.
"… Uchiha Madara?" Kisame screamed out. Looking at Kisame's reaction, it could only be said that this name was really full of endless magic.
A weird atmosphere lingered around the riverbank on the edge of the abandoned village. Four men in strange clothes gathered here. This was the last force of the Akatsuki.
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