"It's rare for the famous Wood leaf King of Hell to remember a nobody like me. Should I feel honored?"
Hoodlum looked at Nangong Zhe with a hint of mockery. Just as Hoodlum had said, he was a nameless person. But it was precisely because he was a nobody that people feared. To be able to hide everything and carry out their actions silently in the dark, such a person was more frightening than those ambitious people who stood in the open.
"What's your purpose?"
Seeing Hoodlum appear directly in front of him without attacking, Nangong Zhe knew that Hoodlum must have something to say or conditions to discuss with him. Therefore, Nangong Zhe didn't want to pretend to be polite with Hoodlum and directly talked about the topic.
When Hoodlum saw Nangong Zhe's attitude, he let out a soft laugh and said to Nangong Zhe, "I can see that you're a Wood leaf King of Hell.
Even though you're called the Wood leaf King of Hell, I can see that you're not brainwashed by the Wood leaf King of Hell. You don't see the Wood leaf King of Hell as everything you want to protect. After Pain attacked, you didn't respond to the Wood leaf King of Hell's call and chose to stay at home to protect your family. "
Nangong Zhe didn't want to deny Hoodlum's words. After all, even though Nangong Zhe occasionally helped the Wood leaf King of Hell, it was because the Wood leaf King of Hell paid a price. Or rather, it was because Nangong Zhe felt like it.
Nangong Zhe was never a person who would sacrifice his life to protect the Wood leaf King of Hell. For Nangong Zhe, the only people he could sacrifice his life for were his family members. Other than his family members and people he recognized, the others were dispensable. Even though it sounded cruel and cold-blooded, Nangong Zhe wasn't ashamed at all because this was the path that Nangong Zhe chose for himself.
"Continue …"
After hearing Nangong Zhe's words, Hoodlum felt that he had grasped the rhythm of the conversation with Nangong Zhe. Thus, he slowly nodded and continued to speak to Nangong Zhe.
"I came here to make a simple deal with someone like you who is called 'King of Hell'. Our Akatsuki's goal is very simple, which is to obtain the Nine Tails Column Force from the Wood leaf Village. There is no direct conflict between us. I came here to see you in the hope that you won't have any direct conflict with us during this period. After all, as the head of the Blood Pavilion who cultivates internal Qi, you don't have much of a relationship with us ninjas. Continue living your life of Hell's life! Continue to enjoy your indifferent life! "
Hoodlum, Nangong Zhan Nangong, Nangong Zhe King of Hell Hell Hell! King of Hell Hell Hell Hell Hell! In the past, when Nangong Zhe wasn't that strong, in order to make a living, Nangong Zhe was in the limelight. However, when Nangong Zhe's strength and influence started to expand, Nangong Zhe didn't show much ambition. On the contrary, he seemed to like living in seclusion in his own home and didn't have too much entanglement with others.
Therefore, Hoodlum aimed at this point and raised his request. This kind of situation wouldn't harm Nangong Zhe's interests and would be beneficial to him. Wasn't this exactly what the two of them wanted?
Originally, Hoodlum thought that Nangong Zhe would gladly accept his conditions. However, he discovered that Nangong Zhe didn't loosen his grip on his sword. Instead, he tightened his grip on it. Hoodlum's brows under his mask frowned. What did he say to provoke Nangong Zhe?
"Hoodlum, huh … Just as I expected, you are a qualified schemer and politician. It seems like before you came looking for me, you did a lot of research to understand my temperament and personality. Then, you came up with suitable words to persuade me to agree to your request. Perhaps all of this seems natural to you, right? After all, I don't have any feelings for Wood Leaf, and I don't care about those who aren't familiar with me. "
"However, you guessed wrong! You shouldn't use my family's safety to threaten me, or my friends' lives to threaten me. Your words are very careful, but I can still hear the danger in you and your unscrupulous attitude. The more you say, the more obvious your attitude is. "
"I don't mind others analyzing my character, but I don't like people making decisions for me even more! Since you have become a huge threat to my family and myself, then eliminating all threats has always been my favorite way of doing things. "
What Nan Gongzhe said was illogical, and even sounded a little unreasonable like a bandit. But after thinking about it carefully, it wasn't difficult to find that Nangong Zhe's actions were actually in line with Nangong Zhe's usual behavior. However, these emotional changes in Nangong Zhe's heart were meaningless to Hoodlum. Hoodlum could analyze Nangong Zhe's character, but there was no way to control Nangong Zhe's thoughts, or control Nangong Zhe's soul.
"It's really … troublesome!"
Seeing Nangong Zhe's expression of wanting to get rid of him, Hoodlum could only say this once again. Why do people nowadays like to do things that don't conform to common sense? Itachi was already dead, but Sasuke didn't evolve Mangekyou Sharingan as he expected. Instead, he transplanted Itachi's eyes into Mangekyou Sharingan.
And Nangong Zhe, who was standing in front of him, was even more out of his expectations. Obviously, there were no conditions that could threaten Nangong Zhe's interests, but Nangong Zhe didn't hesitate to start a war with him. At this moment, he looked like he was full of fighting spirit. It was really as Hoodlum had said, everything was so troublesome!
Hoodlum took out a scroll from his arms and looked coldly at Nangong Zhe.
"Originally, everything was negotiable, but since you're so uncooperative. In order to prevent you from becoming a threat to my future plans, it's better for me to eliminate you directly! "
Hoodlum tore open the scroll in his hand, and two clouds of smoke appeared next to him. After the smoke dissipated, two doppelgangers of the Six Paths appeared before Nan Gongzhe. They had orange hair and wore black uniforms with red clouds on them. Their faces were densely packed with black iron rods that would make one's hair stand on end.
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