The Uchiha Muscle God
Chapter 24 Chicken Chest Sauce

   "I understand your strength, let's stop here for a discussion today and rest."

  He patted Itachi on the shoulder and walked into the hall.

"this is for you."

  Samui handed Itachi an ice pack and asked him to rub it on his cheek.

"Thank you."

   Itachi held an ice pack in his hand Even though his cheek hurt, he was more worried about his uncle's punch now.

  Why did I fall into an illusion?

  Uncle obviously did not open his Sharingan, and did not make eye contact with him, yet he fell into a hallucination, which was unimaginable.

   Could it be that you can release the illusion with your fist?

Is this possible?

   Itachi frowned, confused.

   When he was thinking hard.

   "Enough rest, let's start exercising."

Duan walked with a pair of dumbbells in hand, and said to his nephew, "From today onwards, you will practice six times a week, and chest, back, arms, shoulders, and legs, and the legs will be recycled in quick succession, and you mustn't relax."

   Loudly, Duan threw the halter in front of Itachi, and said to Samui: "You will become Itachi's coach and guide his movements."

   "Yes, Director."

  Sam Yi replied. He follows her and works from morning to night for three years every day, and she can be considered a professional fitness trainer.

So then.

  Under Samui's guidance, Uchiha Itachi officially began his fitness path.

   Duan stood to the side, eating the steak deliciously, giving hints from time to time.

   Soon, two hours passed.

   "Ho..ho..."

  Itachi was lying face down on the ground, his face flushed and sweating profusely, his chest heaving violently and panting heavily.

  Fitness was much more difficult and exhausting than he had imagined.

   During the training.

  Samui asks Itachi not to use chakra, and can only rely on the strength of his body, not only instructing him to complete each movement in a standard manner, but also continue to increase weight.

   To the border of Itachi.

  After all of these throws, Itachi's chest and arm muscles were sore, accompanied by a strong tearing.

   Trained well.

  However, Itachi's "torture.

   Duan took out a large piece of fresh chicken breast from the refrigerator and threw it directly into the juicer, after stirring, turning into a brown viscous liquid.

   At least a liter.

  In Itachi's shocked and panicked eyes, Duan handed a large glass of chicken breast juice to his nephew's mouth.

   "As children grow older, they need to add more nutrients, especially protein. You can't eat when your teeth date. A cup of this chicken breast juice is clean and hygienic. Drink."

   smilingly.

   A cup of this thick chicken breast juice symbolizes the love of the uncle to his nephew.

   "..."

  Itachi showed embarrassment, but still took it with both hands, then raised it, closed his eyes and drank it in one breath.

  This thing smells like chicken shit.

   Itachi could not help but wear a "pain mask", and his stomach convulsed, and he would vomit.

   "Don't puke, if you vomit, drink without pay."

He continued to press on his nephew's shoulder, and said solemnly, "From now on, you will drink a glass of chicken breast juice every day to stay in shape. My poor niece, who was only 11 years old, went to work in the dark department every day. If he's exhausted, it's not good to die young."

As far as I know.

  Itachi in the original book seems to have suffered from lung disease due to overwork, and coughs himself.

   Erduan was 24 years old, he had never had a cold or fever since he was a child, the most direct reason was that he was very strong.

  So, ferrets gain muscle, which is good for health.

"Thank you uncle."

   Regarding Duan's worries, Itachi smiled, although his smile was a bit ugly, it was the first time he smiled after coming here.

   "Go take a shower and get changed, don't catch a cold."

  Duan pulled his nephew off the ground.

   Itachi pushed open the bathroom door and exited wearing a white T-shirt with a cartoon pattern and black shorts.

rather large.

   "This is the outfit that the curator wore when he was three years old. There is nothing smaller. You can be satisfied with that."

  Samui closed his mouth and said, trying not to chuckle, trying to maintain his personality as the beauty of the iceberg.

   Weasel: "..."

   Quickly, his style was childish.

at this moment.

   With a bang, the gym door was pushed open, and two masked ninjas came in.

   "Uchiha Itachi, come with us." The two came to Itachi and said in an emotionless voice, like a robot.

   Itachi's pupils shrank slightly, and he recognized his opponent as Root. He nodded silently, then bowed to Duan and Samui:

   "Uncle, Senior Samui, I'll be back first."

"soon."

  Duan reached out his big hand to stop Itachi, and asked, "Are they your Anbe comrades? I remember your colleague was a white-haired man, probably named Kakashi, right?"

   The two root ninjas took a step forward and warned Duan Leng:

   "Uchiha Duan, I advise you not to interfere in your own affairs."

"You know me?"

   Judging that he was a little surprised, he replied naturally, "As an uncle, is there something wrong with taking care of my nephew?"

   As he said these words, he placed his big hand on Itachi's head.

   Itachi froze, and held back what he wanted to explain to his uncle.

  The two looked at each other, but they did not force it, as if they knew that it would be difficult to destroy this person.

  One of them finally reveals the reason for their arrival:

   "We were ordered to bring Itachi to meet Assistant Hokage Danzo-sama."

   Quite sure.

   Know that the other party is not the Anbu, but the root person.

  Kenbu belongs to Anbu, which is nominally the training department of Anbu, but is actually not controlled by the third Hokage, and is only loyal to Danzo.

   About his nephew Uchiha Itachi.

   The judgment was too lazy to take care of him before, but now he decided to take care of it, and he would take care of it to the end, and would not let Danzo hurt his nephew again.

So then.

  He pressed Itachi's head and said to the two roots without thinking:

   "Itachi is the son of my sister, arrested, he is also my son. As a parent, I'm not worried that he's going alone at this late hour, so I want to go with him."

   "No way!" Both strongly refused.

   "Why, if there is something embarrassing, then I will go further. If you don't agree to my request, get out of here."

   Said Duan Mian expressionlessly, his tone was clearly very flat, but he was not angry.

   "Rest, don't suck!"

  The two roots could not stand it anymore, and Dang even prepared to do so.

   Right at this moment of tension.

   "Mr Duan, Danzo-sama has orders, please go and talk to Itachi." A voice came from the door.

   Keep following the prestige.

   The one who spoke was a man wearing a black robe, sunglasses, and a purple mark on his right cheek.

   Oil girl Ryoma.

   This man was a confidant of Danzo, who had served as Danzo's bodyguard with Orochimaru. After Orochimaru defected, Yuyue Ryoma became the number one general under Danzo's command.

  Hearing Ryoma's oily girl's words, the two roots immediately put aside their hostility towards each other, and obediently retreated to the side.

   "Then let's go."

   Duan was very refreshing, grabbed Itachi's shoulder, and got out.

  In the dark alley.

  The greasy girl Ryoma walked in front with her hands in her pockets.

   Duan and Itachi followed behind him, while the two roots were on the left and right sides, vaguely surrounding the uncle and nephew ...

   I wish you a Happy New Year's Day!

   (end of this chapter)