Vol 3 Chapter 20: The feeling of fire shadow

The next day, Huo Ying Building.
Masahiko came here early, standing in front of a huge transparent glass window, overlooking the entire leaf.
"I actually became the fire of the wood leaves, it is really fate..." Zheng Yan sighed and waved his hand, and the nearby dark part came in.
Looking at the familiar mask, feeling the familiar Chakra, Zheng Yan frowned. "Yes, the dark part is only you alone? How come you appear in front of me every time?"
Yesterday did not answer, Zheng Yan smiled and laughed. "Nothing, acquaintances are good at doing things, and you will be responsible for sending me a letter or something later..."
"On behalf of Huo Ying, I am a dark minister."
"Oh..." Zheng Yan paused. "Then go and find a letter for me."
With a sneak out, Zheng Yan shook his head. "Tell me to add a tilde, so how to have a good relationship with the boss in the workplace... Wait for me to give you a little shoes!"
Zheng Yan squatted and sat at the fire shadow desk.
"C-level entrustment application, b-level entrustment application, c-level entrustment application..." Three documents were picked up in succession, and the brow was thicker and tighter. "What the is this, Huo Ying also personally approves the task entrustment? No wonder before." busy."
"It is necessary to establish a mission entrustment office. It is OK to watch the s-level mission in person."
"So, before the establishment..."
Masahiko quickly flipped through each document and, in a short while, divided the document into four.
"C-level one, b-level one, one-level one, and one one is s-class and other..." Zheng Yan looked at the uneven documents and sat up with satisfaction.
Another dark part flashed into the door. "On behalf of Huo Ying, three elders are here!"
"Know it, let them come in..." Zheng Yan waved his hand and groaned in his heart. "How did this dark part seem to have been seen, what is it like, is the dark part so two people?"
A minute later, the three elders walked up and sat in their seats.
Zheng Yan sat in the main position and looked back. He said, "The last time I was in this meeting or the column, I did not expect that I would have the same day."
The three elders looked at each other, and Uchiha Spring shook his head. The small voice: "Grandma Masahiko, you are the generation of Huo Ying."
Masahiko looked at him and didn't refute it. "Talk about business... There is something to do, nothing to retreat!"
The three elders stunned, and they only reacted for a while, and they were speechless...
When I was looking around, I thought that I was calling them, and I found that there was really nothing to say.
I hesitated, I can only speak. "Before the siege of me and the rest of the world was the Yunyin Village Ninja. Their forbearance was basically dead and wounded in that battle. The s-class ninja is estimated to have only three generations of Lei Ying. I am afraid that the five villages The position is crumbling. What do you think?"
"Asked to ask, are you still handy now?" The Nara patriarch, who asked this, also asked the voices of the other two elders.
Zheng Yan hesitated, "I can do it, but for the time being, it is best not to." The side effects of his eight armor have not passed, and he does not want to waste the witness point on the "body" column...
"That's better to leave it first." The Nara patriarch continued. "Now the second generation is still recovering. The Mito is still pregnant, and your condition is not good. Sharon Village has not completely abandoned the aggression... According to what you said, Hidden Village can't be recovered temporarily. It is better to settle accounts for them after half a year or one year."
Masahiko nodded. "One year? Ten years may not be restored. In fact, there is still one person in the war, and the second generation has no shadows, otherwise it will not hurt so much."
"When I have cultivated for a while, I went to see him in person!" Zheng Yan completely deducted his so miserable pot from the head.
The three elders looked at each other and there was no objection.
"At the end, it is the sand-bearing village. We are the winners..." Zheng Yan’s words were interrupted by the Japanese patriarch.
"On behalf of Huo Ying Da Ren, Sha Niu Village should have sent an alliance book before."
Zheng Yan paused and got up and went to the least fourth rummage.
"This..." Zheng Yan picked up a document and looked at it.
"It’s really an alliance book... The face of Sha Ren Village is full of sand, it’s thick...

Zheng Yan looked at the three elders and took out a drawing that had already been prepared.
"This is the only harvest I have gone out of this time, a weapon drawing, handed to you to arrange, pay attention to confidentiality."
The three elders circulated and frowned.
"Zhengyan Grandpa, some of the materials on this are not many of our wood leaves..."
"Going to the village of Sha Niu, what is missing, what is missing, I have been educated by the Mito, and the news that my and my life are still alive will soon be spread out. How can it be so easy to form an alliance without paying anything!" Said.
"Yes, just hit it if you don't accept it!" Uchiha Springs should also be harmonious.
Zheng Yan smiled and glanced at him. "Well, next time Uchiha has to have more people."
Uchiha Izumi also changed his face and closed his eyes.
"Okay, Kobayashi should not take the initiative to fight the war in a short time. It is estimated that no one dares to provoke us."
The three elders nodded.
"Nothing wrong?" Zheng Yan asked.
Seeing no one answered, Zheng Yan smirked and took the file from the desk.
"C-level commission, Uchibo Izumi, you will review."
"The b grade is for you, the Japanese patriarch."
"A class belongs to you, Nara patriarch."
The three elders looked at each other, and Uchiha Izumi also opened his mouth. "Grandma Masahiko, there are still things to deal with in my family."
"I will give it to you, unless you jump over the cliff and show it to me."
Uchiha Izumi also changed his face, sighed and began to look through the commission.
"On behalf of Huo Ying, I am really doing something in the day..." The patriarch of the Japanese consciously did not have the handle on the hands of Zheng Yan.
"Is there something? I will study the cage bird tomorrow~EbookFREE.me~ I guess you have more things."
Next to it, I heard the voice of the commission, and the Nara patriarch had already started to work.
"Look, how good this is..."
The Japanese patriarch took a deep breath and began to look at the commission.
Take a look around, and take the last little one, check it out, only four copies, nodded with satisfaction.
Information on the country of Chuan: The northern part of the country of Sichuan is uninhabited. Most of the civilians and ninjas have migrated to the country of the original soup and are once again in chaos.
"Indiscriminately... Participate in the dispute between Muye and Yunyin Village, don't blame me for firing there." Zheng Yan snorted and put it aside.
S-level commission: The fire country should prepare a friendly visit to the country of Lei, and hire a ninja to protect.
Zheng Yan looked left and right, twitching his mouth, sighing and shaking his head, took the pen and wrote six big characters: "Let him die!"
泷忍村 intelligence: Half a month ago, Niu Ren Niu Rush attacked Yan Ren Village, because the foggy village was fierce, and Yan Ren Village had insufficient defense power, and was successfully robbed by Qi Ren Village.
"There is still such a thing... I remember that I bought a lot of money at the end of the Yan Ren Village. I was retribution? No..."
Yu Rencun Information: Yu Ren Village has been calming for many years, and a ninja named Semi-Tibet has become the leader.
"Half Tibetan?" Zheng Yan fell into meditation. "I didn't expect him to be on the stage of history so early."
"Also, my grandchildren who are now active in the world of forbearance will soon become grandchildren, three generations of one, one half, one behind, the sundial, the big wild wood..."
Zheng Yan got up and went back to his desk and sat down, watching the three elders fall into the quagmire of entrusted review.
"The feeling of Huo Ying, not bad..."