A trace of solemnity appeared on Banyan's face. He knew that if he had come to him just now, he would have died now. Thinking of this, a trace of cold sweat appeared on his forehead. However, looking at this, the person who threw the flat stone did not show hostility and should not be the enemy for the time being. So he turned around as if nothing had happened and looked at the person behind him.

"When throwing it, lift it up a little, this is the secret!" The boy in black and green clothes in the black-green pot behind him taught him the secret of wafting water.

"Of course I know this kind of thing!" Madara said with an unhappy look: "I can throw this kind of thing over just a little bit of seriousness." At this point, Madara changed her words and asked, "Who are you?"

"Me? Now I'll just be your opponent! After all, I've thrown it over." The young man in green pulled a smile out of the corner of his mouth and said.

"I'll ask who you are? Hello!" Madara seemed dissatisfied with the guy in front of him, so he asked again.

The young man in green smiled and said, "My name is Hashimara, and his surname cannot be explained for some reason."

"Haramara?" Madara muttered for a moment and exclaimed: "Look for me, I can definitely throw it over this time!" As he said that, he threw the Akashi in his hand out with the throwing technique of Shuriken. It can be said that if the previous throw was a joke, then this time the throwing would be Madara serious. After all, Madara has a strong personality. He can allow the world to be stronger than him, but he cannot accept that any kid who runs out is better than him.

"Swoosh~", Hashima obviously heard the special sound of the shuriken throwing technique. Coupled with the pattern throwing technique seen by his eyes, he could be sure that the boy of the same size as him in front of him was a ninja.

"Pa~pa~pa~pa~", the high-moving flat stone made a few sounds of hitting on the water. Then, in the expectant eyes of the two people, the stone sank into the water before reaching the other side.

The awkward atmosphere began to spread, and for a moment, the air was a little quiet.

"Bastard! I was distracted by standing behind me on purpose, right?" At this moment, the embarrassed Madara began to rush the blame, "I am the kind that someone standing behind me and can't pee! It's so sensitive!"

"Yes... I'm sorry!" Hashima seemed to be suspicious of life as Madara said, and sat on the ground with a look of indifference.

"Ah?! Am I saying too much?" Looking at the scene in front of me, Madara thought, and said, "No... You don't have to be so disappointed!" As he said, Madara felt a little reasonable. So he held his forehead and said embarrassedly, "I'm sorry! I shouldn't be so rational."

After hearing Madara's apology, Hashirama continued: "I...I don't know that you have such annoying self-knowledge symptoms."

Madara's heart slammed, obviously because Hashirama's poisonous tongue was poisoned. Then, he replied excitedly: "I don't know if you are good at being a human being or a oween bastard!"

"Hahahaha!" Seeing Madara taking his posture as if it were machismo, Hashirama stood up from the ground with a smile and said, "Anyway, I'm better than you in the water drift, this is very clear!"

"Damn it!" Madara looked at Hashirama as if he was owed and said harshly to him: "Believe it or not, I will use you as a waste!"

"Oh!" Hashimara was startled, then he sat on the ground with a look of "I feel guilty" and said to Madara: "I didn't want to make you angry. As apologize, I'd better prepare to be thrown into the river! Okay, you throw it away!"

"You! Do you know that your problem is very annoying!" Madara said with disgust.

"But!" Hashirama faced Madara's disgust, and continued: "It would be great if you could throw me over the river!"

"I'm so annoying! Get out of here!" Madara was so furious that he was about to go wild.

"By bye!" Hashirama smiled and looked happy when I ran away after pretending to be so cute.

"Stop it!" Obviously, Madara's mentality was exploded by Hashirama, and it was impossible for him to let him go so easily.

"What exactly is going to do? You'll talk about it after you think it through!" Hashirama acted like "I did what you said, what else do you want to do."

"This... is this?" Madara was a little exhausted. Then, he looked at Hashirama's eyes and stared behind him, and looked over curiously. He saw a body dressed in a ninja flowing down from the upper stream of the river.

"That's it!?" Hashirama stepped on the water with a serious face, ran to the center of the river, reached out to touch the pulse of the ninja's neck. Then, he looked at his clan emblem. "Is the feather-in-law clan?"

"Are you... a ninja?" Madara asked with a look of defense.

There was no answer to Madara's question, because the answer was already obvious. Then, Hashirama said: "This place will soon become a battlefield, go back!" After that, he was not hiding his ninja identity, jumped and jumped from the middle of the river to the other side of the river.

"Sorry! I'm going back! Goodbye......" Hashirama felt a little embarrassed when he said this, after all, he hadn't asked Madara's name since the beginning.

Madara seemed to see Hashirama's embarrassment and said, "My name is Madara. I can't tell strangers about my surname. This is the ninja's rule."

"As it turns out, you are also a ninja." Hashirama heard something out of the way from Madara's words. After saying that, the two left.

Then, Hashirama returned to the Thousand Hands Clan and heard the death of his youngest brother, Thousand Hands Clan, from the Thousand Hands Clan at the funeral ceremony. Then, he began to question the battle between the Thousand Hands Clan and the ninjas of the Thousand Hands Clan of Love.

Of course, in the eyes of the Thousand-Armed Buddha, Hashirama's complaint was just a child's temper. So he wanted to hammer Hashirama on the spot, but was stopped by the Thousand-Armed Hashirama's younger brother, Tomoma. For the sake of Thousand-Armed Buddha, Tomoma, who pleaded with Hashirama, he put him in a yard.

"Adults are all fools!" Looking at his elder brother stunned, Chihou Tobima, the white-handed, said helplessly: "If you don't want to fight, wouldn't it be enough to sign a ceasefire agreement with the enemy?"

"But!" Half of the head is white and half of the head is black. Qianju Banama, the third among the three brothers, had his own question: "If this happens, what should we do if the murdered parents and brothers and our companions are hated?"

"If you say this, you will die!" Chihou Tobirama said, "You and the adults are too impulsive."

"Sorry..." said Chihou Orami.

"In the future, ninjas will suppress their feelings and make strict regulations. Just follow it and avoid unnecessary struggles." Tobirama said with a serious face.

"Real agreement..." Hashirama began to think after listening to Tobira's opinion. Then, he asked the two: "Is the alliance really impossible to achieve?"

"Hey~!" Danama was a little surprised by Hashima's replies, and Tobirama also aroused a little interest in Hashima's replies.

"If we can meet the enemy with honesty, be heart-to-heart, and become brothers, I think the real agreement will definitely be achieved," Hashima said.

"Brother! You are too naive!" Tobirama attacked.
Chapter completed!