Chapter 301: The Sabre That Kills Without Blood

Chapter 301: The Sabre That Kills Without Blood

In the Land of Fire, Konoha.

Walking on the street, Sakumo ignored the cold and pointing of his former companions and returned home with the things he bought.

At this time, Kakashi was more than one year old, and he became more lovely.

As soon as he saw his father coming back, he stretched out his little hand, which softened the original resolute face of Sakumo.

But when he thought of his current situation, he could not help but clench his fists.

After a long time, he slowly loosened his grip, coaxed Kakashi, and then went to cook.

But suddenly, the sound of the window shattering and the sound of Kakashi crying rang out almost at the same time.

Sakumo rushed out with a spatulain his hand and found that Kakashi was fine, but the window was smashed by a stone. Just a little bit more and the glass fragments could hurt Kakashi.

For Sakumo, this was undoubtedly touching his reverse scale!

It doesn't matter to me, but you can't hurt my child!

The angry Sakumo threw down the spatulaand chased after him. He wanted the other to pay the price!

But when he chased after him, he suddenly became silent.

It was because the ones who did this were actually a few children.

"What are you guys doing?"

"Run!"

"My father said that it was because this guy gave up the mission that the village suffered a huge loss. He deserves it!"

"Yes, we just smashed a window. He doesn't dare to do anything to us!"

"Yes, continue to smash!"

Looking at these children who were bending over to pick up stones, Sakumo suddenly felt a chill.

But as they said, he really couldn't do anything to them.

At this time, he seemed to hear Kakashi crying again.

Sakumo suddenly burst out with a strong killing intent, and the children who had just picked up the stone were scared out of their wits, directly sitting on the ground.

It was the real shit, and the taste was great!

This would undoubtedly leave a strong shadow in their hearts, but Sakumo did not care. He would not let anyone hurt his child.

After exchanging positions with Sharingan and a certain person at the front, Haru was able to enter the small store.

He glanced at the price hanging on the wall and saw that it was still so friendly.

After all, people were always unable to resist things that were good and cheap.

"Give me a signature pork bone noodles."

"Okay, customer, please wait a moment!"

The hand-beaten man was very sure that he was down there. Haru suddenly heard the two words "White Fang" in the process of waiting and immediately looked over.

What Konoha White Fang? He is just a rash man who only knows how to kill people. Because of his stubbornness, the village suffered such a serious loss. Even the economy is in a bad state. He deserves to die!

"What is this? I also heard that the Hatake Clan has long joined other forces. It was Hokage-sama who thought that he still had some credit in the past, so he did not have the heart to punish him."

"There is such a thing?"

"Exactly! Someone even saw this guy bullied a few children with his own eyes and almost killed them!"

"What is the point of keeping such a person? He should have rushed out earlier! Why is Hokage-sama always so kind? Sigh!"

Haru almost vomited when he heard that. He lost his appetite after smelling the fragrance of the noodles.

Hokage was kind?

Sakumo deserved to die?

As expected of Konoha!

Haru couldn't help but reveal a mocking smile. He left a bowl of noodles and walked out directly.

"Customer, your noodles are ready!" The helper hurriedly shouted.

"Give it to someone else. If there's a chance, come back and try your cooking next time." Haru said without turning his head.

This made him start to reflect on whether he had done something wrong and let the guest leave without turning his head back.

This also led to the process of the hand hitting the lower face in the future. If he found that the guest had been waiting for a long time, he would immediately offer free side dishes.

As a result, Ichiraku Ramen's reputation had risen to another level.

However, the guest who said that he would come again had never appeared again. This made him very disappointed. He had always wanted to thank this guest in person.

Sadly, Teuchi never knew that the person his mother wanted to thank the most was actually the same person as the guest he wanted to thank.

Fate was so wonderful that it could not be described with words.