Section 46
Shisui rolled his eyes.
But I have to admit that this is a fact.
Su Ming shook his head and looked at Zhisui, "Is there anything else? If nothing happens, you can leave."
Shisui was stunned.
Is it so straightforward?
Evict people after the fight?
"By the way, don't tell anyone about your activation of the Mangekyou Sharingan, especially the top management of Konoha." Su Ming reminded.
"In fact, only the Uchiha clan can solve its problems. Don't place your hopes on anyone."
"Also, give up your idea of using another god on Fugaku, unless you want to destroy the Uchiha."
Before Zhisui could react, Su Ming had already left.
After thinking about Su Ming's words, Zhisui was a little confused.
Itachi-kun’s friend is so mysterious!
Su Ming left Shisui and walked directly towards Kakashi.
Kakashi was a little panicked when he saw Su Ming coming here.
Considering his character, he has never done this kind of thing except when he was studying "Intimate Love in Paradise".
But now, Su Ming looked like he had obviously discovered him.
Kakashi panicked.
Even subconsciously want to leave.
Su Ming stopped him.
"Come out, Kakashi."
Kakashi froze and could only walk out.
When he stood up, he put down the forehead protector on his forehead and covered the Sharingan again.
Kakashi walked up to Su Ming.
At this time, Su Ming looked at Kakashi carefully.
He has long white hair, wears a black mask, his left eye is blocked by a forehead protector, and wears a tight-fitting black combat uniform with green jounin mail on the outside. There are dark red logos tattooed on the shoulders and back.
This is Kakashi's outfit.
However, when seeing Kakashi's black mask, Su Ming suddenly thought that in the original Naruto novel, Naruto and Sasuke guessed what Kakashi looked like under his black mask.
Thick lips or buck teeth?
At that time, Zhu Zhu, who pretended to be indifferent, but was actually very sultry, was also very keen on this secret.
Su Ming has always been very casual, so when he thought of this, he directly stretched out his hand and touched Kakashi's mask.
Kakashi subconsciously retreated, but he was nowhere faster than Su Ming.
The mask was removed.
Revealing a rather handsome face.
Su Ming clicked his tongue in surprise.
Unexpectedly, when he was young, Kakashi could be called a little bit of fresh meat.
"Uh..." Kakashi was confused by Su Ming's actions.
Su Ming didn't care. He put Kakashi's mask back on him and said casually:
"Just a little curious."
Kakashi was speechless.
Patting Kakashi on the shoulder, Su Ming said:
"Have you been watching it for a while? What do you think?"
Kakashi was stunned for a moment, then shook his head.
"Too strong, I am no match!"
puff!
Su Ming smiled.
Kakashi is no match, that's for sure.
At this time, Kakashi, even though his strength is good, cannot reach Kage level.
However, it was not bad to be able to clearly see the battle between Su Ming and Zhishui.
"What do you think is your most powerful ability?" Su Ming asked Kakashi.
Kakashi thought about it carefully. When Su Ming asked, the first thing that came to his mind was the Sharingan, and then Chidori.
Then he gave his answer.
Su Ming shook his head.
Kakashi was completely stunned.
"The Sharingan is very strong, but it is destined to come from someone else. No matter how skillfully you use it, it will never be able to match the original owner." Su Mingdao.
In fact, many people know the origin of Kakashi Sharingan.
From Obito.
Kakashi was silent.
Whenever Obito was mentioned, he would think of that not-so-good memory.
That may have been one of the few moments of warmth that Kadian had in his childhood, but it was ruined.
Su Ming knew what Kakashi was thinking, but at this time, he didn't want to say too much about it.
He said: "Have you ever thought about practicing sword skills?"
"Sword skills?"
Kakashi was stunned.
He really hadn't thought about it.
In other words, I dare not think about it anymore.
In the past, he had indeed longed for and yearned for it, and even once swore that he would be famous in the ninja world for his sword skills.
However, everything was ruined after Hatake Sakumo committed suicide.
Kakashi didn't even want to mention the word swordsmanship.
Kakashi's face gradually turned cold, "I don't know how to use a knife, and it's impossible to use a knife!"
He said firmly.
With a little contempt.
Su Ming shook his head and said:
"Among the entire Konoha, there are actually only two people I admire. One is my father, Namikaze Minato. He is a hero."
"And the other one is called Konoha White Fang, his name is Hatake Sakumo."
"He is also a hero." Su Ming looked directly at Kakashi and said word by word.
When listening to Su Ming's words, Kakashi's body trembled slightly.
"A ninja who cannot complete his mission is just useless."
"So what if I save my comrades? Will I still be blamed?"
After a long time, Kakashi spoke, his voice trembling.
His father's death had a great impact on him.
Su Mingdao: "A ninja who abandons his mission for the sake of his companions is never a waste. But on the contrary, a person who abandons his companions for the sake of his mission is a scumbag."
Su Ming turned around, and before leaving, he smiled at Kakashi.
"Actually, I still think you are very suitable for knife skills."
Su Ming left.
Kakashi was left silent.
After a long time, he raised his head, looked at the sky, and murmured:
"Father..."
Chapter 43 Itachi’s Birthday
"Itachi, starting from today, in the name of the Third Hokage, I grant you the position of captain of the ANBU team. I hope you will work hard."
In the Hokage's office, Hiruzen Sarutobi held a cigarette pot in his mouth and patted Itachi on the shoulder.
"Sandaime-sama..." Itachi looked respectful, "I have only joined ANBU not long ago. Is this bad?"
"Nothing bad."
Sarutobi smiled kindly.
"You are an outstanding young man. The village needs young people and vitality. Sometimes adding some fresh blood is a good choice."
"Besides, Itachi, I believe you!"
Sarutobi was laughing.
Itachi lowered his head.
That look seemed to be respectful, but it actually covered the confusion in his eyes.
A village, a clan…