If it is ten to transform a car into a puppet, then it is one hundred to make the machine speak.

Scorpion, who had just celebrated his sixth birthday, frightened his grandmother and parents.

"Scorpion, do you want it to speak?" Chiyo came to him and half-squatted to touch the little red head.

Mamba and Ange both squatted forward and looked at him with great seriousness.

"Yes..." Scorpion did not hesitate at all: "Grandma, mom and dad, I want Optimus Prime to play with me."

This sentence deeply shocked the three adults.

When he was four years old, his parents went to the battlefield of Grass Country together, and then grandma also went to the battlefield of Whirlpool Country.

It can be said that in the past or two years, he has grown up in loneliness.

Chiyo, who had a dim look, held the young body with all his strength: "Scorpion, the war will end soon."

"Scorpion, you don't have to wait alone." Mamba and An Ge both hugged the old and the young.

The young scorpion feels itchy nose.

He was not repelled by this strange feeling.

...

The next day at noon.

Naruto's special car stopped steadily on the runway north of Konoha.

The third generation of Naruto, who had a great conversation with Fengying, couldn't hold back when he looked towards Shadow Rock outside the window.

He thought that the six figures standing in front of his statue and writing and painting with various paints, he would never forget them in his life.

Shadow Rock a few minutes ago.

He was cautious with his hands on his hips, supervising the work of the three disciples.

"What a troublesome..."

"I'll take back the calories I consume tonight..."

"Will anyone really issue such a task?"

The pig, deer and butterfly, who were complaining, felt the powerful momentum behind them, and the brushes they held in their hands became even more vigorous.

Kushina, a little flower-faced face, smiled secretly from the side.

Even the Minato next to her looked very happy.

Shen, who came behind Zhu Ludie, roared loudly with a dark face: "Where will ninjas think the mission is troublesome? Lu Jiu, you can draw the next door later!"

"Hoho..." Ding Zuo couldn't help laughing at the pig's scream, and gloatfully poked Lu Jiu with his elbow with a weak face.

"Zu Ding, you are only allowed to eat a plate of meat tonight!"

"Teacher, don't..." It was really a pig who cried.

Hai Yi, who held his breath and concentrated, endured the smile on his face.

"And Haiyi, don't think I am a teacher, I don't know that you just scolded me in your heart..."

Shen, who saw through everything, pressed his hand on his head: "Tonight's mental training doubled!"

"Wowhahaha..." Kushina, who had been unable to hold it in, smiled and held up her belly in the next second: "Brother Shin, you are so bad."

"Bad?" Shin smiled, but she smiled extremely sinisterly: "This task of coloring Shadow is posted by Kushina."

He reversed the offensive and looked at the bitter-faced little yellow-haired man: "Also, don't try to put the pot on the head of the water gate."

Minato, who had instantly turned into a happy face, raised his hands and cheered: "Long live the senior!"

With the skills of the five-player group now, how could it be that they can beat Konoha's first-generation genius?

Shen, who had not laughed for a long time, sensed the Naruto car flying at high speed in the distance.

"Come on the task quickly, with a limit of five minutes."

"This is impossible..." x5

Under the sound of five ghost crying and wolf roaring, he reached out to a small black dot in the sky.

The five-player team who came over immediately understood that the movements in their hands exceeded their respective speed limits.

When the third generation of Naruto, who was angry, came to Shadow Island, the figures of the six people had long disappeared.

He looked at his statue and suddenly knelt weakly at the position of his nose.

When he was young, Sarutobi Hinazo was a handsome guy.

However, this one has blush on both sides, eyebrows are thicker than trains, and eyes have a big, heart-warming face, which has nothing to do with the word "smart".

Vulgar is the first adjective that comes to the three generations of Fengying who came here.

He thought about the sculpture in Sand Village with one foot standing with a similar expression, and then he knew who this postmodern artist was full of postmodern atmosphere and accurately grasping the characteristics of the other party.

"Naughter, are you okay?"

The third generation of Naruto, who was embarrassed to the hidden village of Sand, returned a look of peace and ease: "It's just a small scene. If you had been to Konoha a few years ago, you would have seen the real big scene."

"Bang bang bang..." Dozens or hundreds of fireworks illuminated the entire Konoha that was at noon.

When the rhythmic music sounded, the third generation of Naruto immediately recalled the fear that had been dominated by his body.

"Oh, good afternoon, everyone from Konoha..."

This sound covering the entire village appeared and became the last straw that crushed him.

"Master Naruto..." The straightforward Haru said someone's situation: "We have lost the whereabouts of Shin Uchiha."

The third generation of Naruto, who was dark in front of him, was so angry that he fainted on the spot.

"Uh..." The third generation Fengying, who was smiling awkwardly, spread his hands and said that he was innocent: "I didn't attack Naruto."

"Sir Fengying, we Anbu know about it." After saluting respectfully, Haruka invited the other party to the Naruto Building.

Even the only existence that could suppress a certain DJ fainted. She believed that if there were three generations of Fengying, the Naruto Building would not have any mistakes.

"Celebrate, celebrate our Naruto and return from the battlefield!"

After this resounding sound of Konoha, the third generation of Fengying heard music with a more rhythmic feeling than before.

The expression under the Qing mask showed a humanized expression for the first time.

"Also, this electronic music festival is sponsored by Uchiha Group~"

After standing there for a second, she led the third generation of Fengying forward again.

What kind of expression would the pretty face under the mask look like?

Shen, who was hiding in the house of the two bigwigs, definitely didn't want to know or didn't want to.

After saying that just now, he handed over the task of remote DJ Bai Jue who came back a few days ago.

"Ahhhhh..." Bai Jue, who had the first-class imitation ability, said a lot of slutty words in the next second.

The scale is so large that the two elderly people who are over 150 years old together have to sigh that the times have changed.

Shin, who set up numerous barriers, expressed his intention: "Are you interested in showing your face in Konoha?"

The hesitation on the old man's face flashed: "I am already a dead person."

"Marama..." The sad-looking Hashima Hashima reached out to his hand on the other party's shoulder: "Once we had just had a disagreement of ideas. That time you brought Jiu Tai back, and there was no casualties."

The extremely firm spots on his eyes refused again: "If I showed up, many people in Konoha would be afraid to sleep..."

"Especially, the disciples of Tobirama."

Seeing that his attitude was firm, Hashimara no longer persuaded him.
Chapter completed!