Reborn with Naruto In Tokyo, Japan

Pu Piaole took a heavy step forward, and the soles of his shoes left a deep mark on the beach. He looked at this beach with calm eyes. what.

This is the seaside park in Fukuoka City. It is located opposite the Fukuoka Tower, a small Internet celebrity attraction, just across the road.

A narrow beach is not high quality. At least if there is enough time, Fukuoka people prefer to go to the beach in Itoshima City next door. Anyway, a city in the island country is the size of a district in China, which is very close.

In the summer, the sun is scorching people's skin. Under the high temperature of 30 to 40 degrees, it is hard to imagine that as long as there are a few more gusts of wind blowing from the north, the temperature will drop to 20 degrees after a month.

Lazy citizens are either lying on the beach or enjoying the sea breeze on the benches. They are worthy of the most pleasant city in the country. Everyone is at ease. Fukuoka City, despite its remote location, has been satisfied with life over the years. Fukuoka City can be among the best.

There are only two-thirds of the rent in Tokyo, convenient living conditions in the city, relatively low prices, natural scenery, pleasant climate, and the beauty of Hakata. The university is so-so, at least there is Kyushu University, the old imperial university.

"What a strange guy, how can the skin be so white."

"It's albinism."

"I looked more like some kind of skin disease."

Some people on the beach noticed Park Piaole. When everyone was wearing little clothes and basking in the sun, Park Piaole's full-armed posture was too strange, and the pale skin that Guo showed was not a normal human being.

Especially a face that has begun to alienate, combining the characteristics of snakes and humans, elongated facial features, weird and terrifying.

"The eyes are so disgusting, it must be from Nan Zaoyang."

By mistake, someone recognized Park Piaole's true identity at a glance.

"Ball, Mom, Ball!!"

A small colored ball was thrown into the ocean, and as the waves rolled, the small ball also drifted toward the depths of the ocean. It's not something ordinary people can get past.

Not to mention a seven- or eight-year-old brat, he helplessly looked at the ball swallowed by the sea with tears in his eyes.

"Buy another one, we'll buy another one later."

A young mother who was talking to a friend called her son.

Her face was full of sadness. Recently, the unfortunate things happened one after another. When the father in his fifties went to sea and returned to the port, he was actually 'taken away' by the government. To be precise, it was because the fishing boat hit the pier and cooperated with the investigation.

"I don't know what to investigate, isn't it just hitting the pier? Isn't this kind of thing very common? And if you want to cooperate with the investigation, it's enough to let the captain and helmsman go, and it's too exaggerated to call the whole crew. already."

"The government is often so nervous, relax, you will be back in a few days, and then we will go together..."

The male friend next to him comforted the young woman. Except for the little ball who fell into despair, everything was an ordinary day.

Every day, countless hapless **** die in the sea, like hydrogen balloons in the sky, and coins falling into sewer ditches.

And the sweaty location cameraman, the location team of the Kyushu local TV station was bored doing live broadcasts on the beach. A small local TV station like them did not have the funds to do film and television dramas, and they couldn't come up with a team to make a variety show.

That is, outdated news is broadcast, and the boring location live broadcasts maintain poor ratings for the elderly in their seventies and eighties to watch.

"This year's Waterfront Park is still..."

The female anchor who walked into the TV station on the basis of her relationship stood on the beach and said clichés she did not know from which page on the Internet. Will people really watch this kind of thing if it is released?

It must be playing cards with the accompaniment of the TV screen, right? No izakaya will use your dead and unburied voice as background music.

Leave him alone, as long as you pay yourself a salary, the ratings are not a consideration for such a small photographer.

People around the sun consciously stay away from the camera. Most islanders still don’t like being on camera, and the more money they have, the less they like it.

The crying child suddenly became quiet, a big hand pressed his small head, and a hoarse voice came from above his head: "Little boy, do you want a ball in the sea?"

Pu Piaole used the Zaoyang language mixed with English, not to mention the islanders, even the people of Nanzaoyang couldn't understand this half-earth and half-ocean stuff.

"Yeah." The child nodded ignorantly. He didn't understand what the weird uncle said, and from the angle of his small height, he couldn't see the colored **** that had drifted far away.

But the child's natural intuition tells him that the danger comes from the palm that strokes his head, which is cold and not warm.

Poor and helpless and wanted to cry, but dared not cry.

Anyway, nodding is right. Mom and uncle are right next to them, so they shouldn't be taken away by the bad guys.

Park Piaole showed a sinister smile and pointed to the small fairway: "Wait a minute and I'll pick up the ball for you, okay?"

"Um."

Nodding with relief, Park Piaole is glad that someone can understand his island dialect, and it seems that it is not so difficult to communicate with the islanders~www.wuxiamtl.com~ He went in the direction of the ball in the sea, deliberately pretentious His hands were clasped together, and he looked like a great man.

As a former beach lifeguard, Pu Piaole's swimming skills are of course good, but he walks into the sea neatly dressed like this, in the eyes of the people around him, he seems like a fool, swimming in clothes, performance art?

"It won't be with the TV station over there. What kind of show is this filming?"

"Human Confusion Award?"

"Whoa."

Haibo rushed forward and flattened the footprints on the beach, so that those who couldn't dodge poured a mouthful of salt water, but Park Piaole didn't even get two pairs of shoes wet.

One step, two steps.

At first, I couldn't see anything because of the low water level, but when I walked ten steps away, the picture became strange to the naked eye.

Everyone else only showed their upper body in the water, or just their neck, but Park Piaole simply stood up on the water, looking like the person with his head exposed was licking his shoes.

The mysterious scene continued, Park Piaole walked into the depths of the ocean step by step, bent down and grabbed the small ball on the water.

With no expression on his face, Pu Piaole Gujing walked back slowly without any waves.

Those ordinary shoes have been stepping on the water.

The scene of violating physics instantly silenced the noisy beach, and everyone seemed to have been cast a gag spell, with stiff necks, sluggish eyes, and eyes that almost jumped out of their sockets.

"Is that the ball?"

The waves pushed Park Piaole to the beach, he squatted down and held the ball gently.

"Hmmmm." The silly child was so frightened that he couldn't even speak.

The photographer's lens unconsciously leaned towards this god-level scene. The heartbeats of the elderly people who were bored watching TV on Kyushu Island suddenly rose, and the telephones of hospitals in various places exploded instantly.