In the dark cave.
The sound of water droplets is sparse and endless.
A sound of footsteps splashing water suddenly appeared, echoing in this secluded cave, a man and a woman hidden in this cave suddenly became vigilant.
"Pain, someone is coming!"
The woman frowned, and her palms instantly turned into sheets of origami, with chakra attached to them, which looked extremely sharp, and her voice was a little calm: "Apart from the two of us, only Madara and Jue know this place... Are they here? "
"No, it's a strange ninja."
The man raised his head, staring at the entrance of the cave with a pair of strange eyes, looking at the figure that appeared, his voice sounded cold and heartless: "Xiao Nan, go and kill him!"
Even though twelve years ago, because of the death of their old friend, they abandoned the idea of the first generation of Akatsuki here, it doesn't mean that they are willing to see the place where the old friend lived is entered by strangers.
Killing a strange ninja who set foot in this undefiled land, no matter whether it is a man or a woman, has no burden on his heart.
They are used to killing.
"Excuse me, is this... the base of the Akatsuki organization?"
Before they could do anything, the figure who appeared in the cave spoke to a man and a woman standing in the cave, "I am Uehara Nochu's son, Uehara Naraku, who told me twelve years ago His mother, he joined an organization called Akatsuki to follow Yahiko-sama, but he never came back after that.”
"..."
The movement of the woman waving the paper shuriken stopped, and the expression on the man's face was hard to conceal. They heard a somewhat unfamiliar name.
No, or rather, it is considered familiar.
At least for women, it is still familiar.
Because the ninja named Uehara Nochu once died under the enemy's knife in order to protect her. It was a meaningless sacrifice.
As the figures at the entrance of the cave gradually walked in, a man and a woman could clearly see the appearance of the people coming.
This is a young man with a crooked ninja forehead. He is wearing a wide sleeved robe, which is obviously a bit big for his age.
The uniforms of the first generation of Akatsuki organization now look a bit crude, because Akatsuki at that time was really too poor.
However, it still makes people feel a little nostalgic.
"Are you Uehara Nochu's son?"
The man turned his strange eyes, stared closely at the young man in front of him, saw that the young man and his father looked quite similar, and said in a deep voice, "There has never been such a person in our organization, you can go!"
"..."
The woman opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but when she raised her head and glanced at the man next to her beseechingly, she only saw him shaking his head slightly.
The woman bit her lip and fell silent after all.
The young man held a shuriken tightly in his hand, as if he was pretending to be calm, but when he stopped in his tracks and wanted to turn around to leave, he saw the looks of this couple inadvertently, and suddenly he drew Putting away the shuriken, he took out his pocket.
The man and woman in the cave looked at each other with a little surprise on their faces. When the vigilance in their hearts grew, the boy took out a photo.
"..."
The teenager lowered his head and looked at the photo.
He raised his head again, looked at the man, looked at the woman.
Afterwards, the boy raised the photo towards them and said softly, "Excuse me, are you Lord Xiaonan and Lord Yahiko?"
"..."
The man and woman fell silent.
That photo was the only photo taken by the first-generation Akatsuki organization, and many latecomers were missing in it. At that time, because everyone thought the Akatsuki organization was a peaceful organization and did not pay much attention to the information of members, many people sent it to their families. .
Moreover, the Yahiko mentioned by the young man was the first-generation leader of the Akatsuki organization, and it was also the source of their depression.
The man looks exactly the same as Yahiko, because the man's body was originally Yahiko's corpse, which was made into a powerful puppet by him.
The person behind the puppet is the red-haired boy in the photo.
"Master Yahiko doesn't appear to have changed."
The boy rambled and said, "Although Lord Xiaonan is a bit older, he can still see the outline of his youth..."
"..."
The woman's face darkened.
The man calmly stared at the young man in front of him, and suddenly said: "Your father is dead, he died in battle twelve years ago, and now I have forgotten his name, the weak are not worthy of being remembered .”
"Payne!"
A look of panic flashed across the woman's face!
In any case, she never expected that a man would tell the truth in such a straightforward manner, at least this is after their old friends!
The boy's face drooped, and he forcefully retorted: "Since you don't remember his name, why do you say he died in battle?"
"because…"
The man looked at the young man, and said coldly, "Twelve years ago, only two people survived in the entire Xiao organization."
"...he can survive!"
The woman suddenly said something loudly, and continued to add: "If it wasn't for me, many people would have survived."
"..."
The man beside her seemed to want to say something to comfort her, but seeing the woman's depressed face, he finally stopped talking.
"I see."
The young man's expression collected in an instant, and he waved his hands indifferently: "Since he died twelve years ago, then I won't blame him."
After speaking, the boy turned and left.
However, Uehara Naraku hadn't taken two steps, a strange gravitational pull pulled him back, and the man grabbed his collar with his palm!
"Although your father doesn't have much power, he is also an admirable ninja. Do you have no affection for him?"
"Payne, let him go!"
The woman stretched out her palm anxiously and grabbed the man's arm, trying to make him loosen the boy's collar.
Naraku Uehara tugged Payne's palm, looked up at the man's weird eyes, and a sneer flashed across his face: "I'm so sorry, I was born not long ago twelve years ago, except for this photo at home and I don't have any impression of him with this dress."
From his mouth, the image of a man who abandoned his wife and son jumped out.
Anyway, the ninja named Uehara Nohata left his wife and newborn son after giving birth to follow an inexplicable Akatsuki organization, which sounds really weird.
"…sorry."
The woman next to him murmured an apology.
The corners of Xiaonan's eyes were moist. Twelve years ago, they were only fifteen years old. They couldn't understand how much sacrifice the group of ninjas who followed them made.
Now they know the tip of the iceberg.
"There's no need to apologize, that's his choice."
The boy shook his head, pulled away the man's hand, and said softly, "I came to look for Xiao's base just because my mother always wanted to know about him before she passed away."
Xiao Nan looked at the young man and said nervously, "Your parents are both dead, so where are you... going now?"
"Of course I'm going to join Lord Hanzo!"
Naraku Uehara spread his hands and explained aloud: "For the past few months, I have been a wandering ninja, looking for news about Akatsuki and my father's trace... Now that I have my wish, of course I will go to Lord Hanzo and become an official ninja. "
"..."
Payne and Xiaonan looked at each other, a descendant of the first generation Xiao organization members, going to defect to his father-killer
This kid named Uehara Naraku doesn't know the truth. How can they, especially Xiaonan, tolerate this kind of thing when they know the truth
"no."
Xiaonan reached out and grabbed his shoulders, squatted in front of him, and said with a cold face: "Your father Shang Yuanye joined Akatsuki, so his child is also a member of the organization!"
"Your organization... is a bit like a pyramid scheme!"
Uehara Naraku looked back and forth between Xiaonan and Payne, couldn't help but blinked his eyes, and subconsciously complained.
but…
He finally achieved his true goal.
There was a ding in Uehara Naraku's brain, side mission: join an organization (11), the mission has been completed, reward: [Justice Colossus Galio] psychic contract.