Naruto: My Fist is the Last Word

Chapter 4 This body is not for you

Konoha, a barbecue restaurant.

In the stunned eyes of the surrounding customers.

In a corner of the shop, the dishes on a table have been stacked to a height of about one meter, and the number is still increasing.

The Might Guy next to Wu An, who was frantically sweeping barbecues, and the father and daughter of Yurihong on the opposite side did not move their chopsticks at all, basically just looking at each other to eat.

“Boss! Follow all the meat on your menu for another 20!”

Upon hearing Wu An’s words, Xi Ri Zhenhong almost vomited blood.

Touched the wallet around his waist.

Even if you are a Jōnin elite, after this meal, at least two months’ salary is gone, right?

“I knew I took this kid to the buffet…”

Yuri Zhenhong mumbled blood in her heart.

“Mr. Zhenhong, I was banned from Konoha’s buffet early in the morning, and there are still many restaurants because he has closed.”

Might Guy interrupted.

When Yuri Zhenhong heard this, she almost spit out her saliva.

“Huhuhu~~”

Suddenly, Wu An, who was frantically sweeping the barbecue, tilted his head, closed his eyes and snored, but his nose was still bubbling.

Xi Rihong was startled and pointed to Wu An and said, “He, what’s wrong with him?”

Might Guy has an expression that he is used to seeing, “Ah, ah, according to Ann, the ninja should use all his time effectively, because he should be able to fall asleep at any time…”

“Freak.”

Yuri Zhenhong commented inwardly.

He checked Wu An’s context just now.

It was found that his Chakra pulse flow and volume speed were almost four to five times that of a ninja of the same age.

It is already comparable to the ninjas of the Uchiha or Senju clan.

But according to his performance in the entrance exam this morning, Chakra’s use is simply poor.

He is not like Might Guy, Chakra’s natural circulation is below average, why not practice ninjutsu.

Instead, take a long way to specialize in physical skills?

Yuhi Zhenhong can’t figure it out at all.

And Xi Rihong stared at Wu An’s face, who was snoring asleep, and suddenly thought: “This guy, in fact, doesn’t look bad.”

To be honest, Wu An really doesn’t look bad.

But it’s definitely not the sunny handsome type like Namikaze Minato, but rather the wild and rough type like Jotaro Sorajo.

But it’s not the kind of ruggedness of the future bearded Asuma. At the same time, his facial features are actually very handsome.

However, when this idea just came up, Yu Rihong shook her head severely again, complaining to herself: “No way, no way! What am I thinking about this annoying ghost!”

Suddenly, a bold female voice rang outside the door:

“Boss, find us a private room, and five premium beef barbecue set meals!”

Yuri Zhenhong heard this familiar voice, looked sideways, and recognized the five people at a glance—

Konoha First Hokage granddaughter, Kage-level: Senju Tsunade

Konoha First Hokage grandson, Genin: Senju Nawaki

Kage-level: Orochimaru

Kage-level: Jiraiya

Special Jōnin: Kato Dan

It just so happened that at this time, the food truck with a pile of meat was transported by the waiter to the dining table where Wu An was at.

Upon hearing Tsunade’s words, the waiter said in embarrassment, “No, sorry, Tsunade-sama, all the meat in this shop was bought just now.”

Hearing this, Tsunade and the other five looked towards Wu An and saw the almost hilly meat on the dining car.

“Who? You can eat it like this? The Akamichi clan?”

Tsunade willow brows fiercely.

Jiraiya also had a frightened expression, “No, Akamichi can’t eat this way, right?”

Snapped!

Suddenly, the nasal bubble on Wu An’s nose burst, rubbed his eyes, apart from anything else, quickly put those barbecued meat on the baking tray.

And Tsunade and others came over because of curiosity.

Seeing that it was such a kid who was madly sweeping, I couldn’t help being surprised and sighed where all the meat went.

Look at his small body, he doesn’t look like the Akamichi clan!

“Hey, boy, won’t you be the first case of Akamichi’s successful weight loss?”

As a medical ninja, Tsunade couldn’t help but wonder.

Wouldn’t the stomach burst with a bite of a dozen pieces of barbecue?

And there is the number of empty plates that will fill up the table…

Hearing Tsunade’s voice, Wu An turned his head to look, his eyes shifted from the barbecue on the grill to Tsunade.

Stared for ten seconds and didn’t move away.

Under the Konoha Shinobi’s vest, he still couldn’t cover it, at least there were H cups.

“Selang!”

Xi Rihong cursed in a low voice.

“Bad boy, have you seen enough!?”

Tsunade was also very angry, punching on the table, almost smashing all the hills of dinner plates to the ground.

“Tsk, this costume really doesn’t suit you.”

Wu An turned his attention to the barbecue again.

“Oh? Then what type do you say is right for me?”

Tsunade had a non-smiling expression on his face.

Wu An didn’t even think about it, so he told about Tsunade’s future outfit.

“God man!!!”

Jiraiya praised inwardly.

However, he also seemed to foresee the scene of this kid being punched to the sky by Tsunade.

Just like myself before. *