Konoha: Start with omniscience and omnipotence

Chapter 180 [180] Nails

"Oh?"

"Are you shooting at the frontline headquarters?"

Sansho Hanzo took off his gloves and threw them on the table, exposing the large patches of pale skin on the surface of his forearms, and quietly listened to Kakutsu's report.

It wasn't until he finished speaking that he nodded lightly: "Three generations of Kazekage, it's really a big hand."

"Then will you do it or not?"

With the cash box in his hand, Jiaodu didn't show much respect to the 'junior' in front of him, and said flatly: "If 'Mu' doesn't participate, then I'll take over the private work myself, come here Just to let you know."

He shook the cash box in his hand to signal:

"I took all the money, but I can't send it back."

Sanshoyu Hanzo heard the words, but did not answer immediately, but turned to look at another customer in the office, and said calmly:
"You see, we have already accepted the money and plan to participate in this operation."

"Is this sincerity enough?"

"?"

Koto frowned slightly, and followed Sanshoyu Hanzo's gaze.

Standing on the other side of the living room was a man with a very weak sense of existence.

He is slender and lean, wearing a standard Anbu vest, no obvious forehead protection, ninja emblem and other marks, and a thin animal mask on his face. The only thing that can show his identity is probably his short light yellow hair, and A thin scar with a horizontal split on the back of the hand.

Obviously, this is an Anbu ninja of a certain country who is conducting a secret operation.

"The degree of sincerity depends on the final result."

"Master Hanzo."

The Anbe ninja's voice was frivolous, with a bit of a smile in his tone, and he didn't react at all to Hanzo and Kakutsu's sharp murderous eyes.

"yes."

Sanshoyu Hanzo's voice was hoarse and indifferent. His pale palm was pressed on the table, and his knuckles tapped lightly, making a 'duk-duk' sound:

"I thought it would be enough to talk big like you."

"Mr. Anbe."

"how come?"

The smile in Anbu Ninja's voice became more obvious, and the killing intent wrapped around him was even colder.

However, his expression remained unchanged, and he moved slowly, expressing that he had no hostility, and pulled out a scroll from the ninja tool bag behind his waist.

"This is the deployment map of Konoha's first-line camp in the Kingdom of Rain, which we detected."

"I came here with enough sincerity, Master Hanzo."

"laugh."

The corner standing next to him heard the words and chuckled disdainfully:
"From the investigation?"

"I'm afraid it was passed back to Konoha through formal channels, right?"

"Oh, boring."

Accustomed to seeing betrayal and intrigue, and even having personally experienced betrayal in the village, Kakudo has a heartfelt resistance and disgust for this crap in the office. Waved and greeted:

"Remember to notify me when you act."

Seeming to be stabbed by Kakutsu's words, Mr. Anbe's gaze slowly followed his back until it was cut off by the door.

Even dirty, obscene, and omnipotent 'ninjas' look down on guys who betray the collective because of internal struggles.

Not to mention, an old man like Kakudo who lives too 'freely'.

In this world, only politicians and villains can live like fish in water in the muddy stream.

Therefore, Sanshoyu Hanzo, who took the scroll, slowly showed a kind smile on his face, and softly comforted him as if nothing had happened:
"Then, I will trouble you to thank Lord 'Three Generations' for me."

"You are very polite."

Sansho Hanzo spoke softly.

The shadows of the current Ninja Village are all three generations.

He didn't refer to the third Hokage in particular, did he?
After exiting the office and leaving the underground base of the 'Twilight' organization, the masked Anbu ninja disappeared into the crowd for a moment.

After changing clothes several times in a row, and using a special transformation technique to constantly change his appearance and get rid of the pursuers, he quickly left the border between the country of rain and the country of grass and ran towards the Konoha camp.

In order to ensure the rationality of his own image, he also intentionally killed several ninjas from the enemy country on the way back, causing some small wounds on his body, making him look dusty.

By the time he appeared around the Konoha frontline camp, the man had already changed out of his Anbu costume and changed into a standard Konoha Jōnin outfit with a forehead vest.

It looked a little embarrassed.

"who?!"

Before he got close to the camp security line, he heard a warning sound from a tree.

But he took his time and took out the token and identity badge from the ninja bag.

The two Chunin in charge of guarding took the token, and then bowed slightly respectfully:

"I'm sorry, Yamanakajue Shangren."

"It's okay."

The man called Shan Zhongjue, his face is slightly pale at the moment, but his facial features are quite delicate, but... that too standard 'smile' makes him look inexplicably like a common doll in a handicraft shop.

At least, the two Chunin who saw his smile felt the same chill in their hearts.

Shan Zhongjue ignored them and strode into the camp.

Born in a clan in the mountains, he has become a useful 'tool' since he was handed over to the root by the clan when he was young, and after undergoing all intensive training that wiped out humanity.

Assassination, instigation, interrogation, negotiation, seduction, undercover.
omnipotent.

As a tool, he has no independent will of his own, he is a 'tool' manipulated by the superior, so no matter who the master is, whether the name is Shimura Danzo or Sarutobi Hiruzen, he doesn't care.

Anyway, the tasks he needs to perform are all the same.

It's just that this time, Yamanakajue found that the mission goal he had to face seemed extraordinarily difficult.

Thinking in his heart, with a smile on his face, he walked slowly to the open space on the side of the tent.

At this time, Aida Masaki was naked to the upper body, holding a knife in both hands, and his lean and sharp muscles twisted like steel bars were wrapped in white skin, rolling like tree roots. with daily practice.

In the palm of his hand, the snow-bright "Shi-e" danced deftly, and shimmered like ripples on the surface of a lake.

It is well known in the defense camp that Mr. Aida Masaki has to conduct warm-up training for a period of time every day. However, due to the physical strength and task burden of others, he does not recommend that others should learn from him.

The combination of hard work and talent, a terrifying genius of achievement.

Just as bright as the sun.

At least, Shan Zhongjue thought so in his heart.

"Master Aida."

Hearing his voice, Aida Masaki seemed to have regained consciousness, stopped the knife, and turned to look at him.

"Ah, it's Juejun."

"Be back so soon."

Compared with his slightly stiff smile, that gentle smile that makes people feel like a spring breeze makes Yamanaka feel an inexplicable sense of self-ashamedness.

However, years of training still allowed him to maintain a perfect posture, and he quickly reported the mission situation:

"Some issues arose during the search in the East."

Aida Masaki picked up the towel naturally, and while wiping the tiny sweat stains on his body, he listened to his feedback.

After listening to everything, I thought for a while before giving some feasible suggestions.

The two asked and answered, but within a few minutes they sorted out the follow-up solution.

Efficient, neat, no nonsense.

This type of boss is undoubtedly the favorite type of most subordinates.

Yamanaka Kaku also perfectly plays the role of a supporting ninja.

After the failed assassination operation with serious losses, the Hokage family had already felt that Masaki Aida's tail was imminent, so the methods began to change from the obvious to the dark, and began to try to plant a bullet beside him. A 'nail' that is effective at critical moments.

Yamanakajue is this nail.

".Therefore, there may be two defensive loopholes in the east and southeast. It is better to add more manpower."

When he finished speaking, he suddenly found that Aida Masaki's gaze stayed on the wound on his shoulder for a moment.

Shan Zhongjue's heart tightened, but he still maintained his composure.

'What is he looking at? '

'Could it be that the wound I left was too shallow for him to see the problem? '

'I have checked the lines twice in the statement just now, and it should be completely consistent with my experience.'

'Although I'm also a jonin, do I really have the ability to fight back in front of this monster? '

'What went wrong? '

With just a look, Yamanakajue subconsciously filled out hundreds of words of follow-up content in his mind, and even his muscles tensed subconsciously.

Then, seeing Masaki Aida straighten his expression, he said seriously:

"Juejun."

"."

The vigilance in Yamanakajue's heart was raised to the extreme, and the chakra in his body was completely refined, maintaining a high degree of activity.

As long as the opponent shows the slightest attack intention, ninjutsu will be released.

Aida Masaki said seriously:
"Feel sorry."

"Heart change. Huh?!"

Yamanaka was taken aback, and almost couldn't hold back to release the ninjutsu in his hand.

It wasn't until the brain understood his voice that it stopped immediately.

Aida Masaki took out the hemostatic bandage from the ninja bag with a bit of self-blame on his face. He didn't care about the embarrassment and stains on his body, and beat his shoulder several times meticulously and skillfully, sealing the wound.

After finishing all this, he said in a guilty tone:

"Just now I was busy talking about the mission with you, but I didn't notice your injuries. I'm really sorry for letting you talk to me for so long."

The puppet-like smile on Yamanakajue's face froze.

While putting away the remaining bandages, Aida Masaki said: "The mission has been going on for so long, you must be very tired, right? I decide to give you two days off. But it can only be in the camp. Take care of yourself." Get some sleep and relax your body and mind."

"I've noticed it since I first met you."

Aida Masaki said, raised his head to look at him, and pointed to the smile on his face:
"I always keep that face sullen, afraid to express my emotions."

"Tired?"

"The so-called smile is an expression that only shows when you are happy."

"A guy like you who keeps laughing will be very worrying."

Shan Zhongjue's expression stopped, and he looked at the man in front of him.

On Aida Masaki's face, just looking at it, it seems to be a warm smile that can make people feel a strong emotional appeal, it is so natural and plain.

Under this soul-piercing appeal, Shan Zhongjue couldn't help feeling a kind of self-loathing.

This is an emotion that he has never felt since he became a 'root'.

I wish I could tell him everything.

It wasn't until after a stalemate for a few seconds that he suddenly broke away from this emotion. The stiff expression on his face was already a little unstoppable, and he said in a panic:
"Yes, yes, Aida-sama."

"If there's nothing else, I'll go back first."

"Oh."

Shan Zhongjue left in a hurry and returned to his tent.

But the self-loathing gushing from the bottom of his heart, mixed with betrayal and contempt, kept hitting his poor self.

As a veteran root ninja, he has never encountered such an abnormal situation.

Yamanakajue began to hesitate.

The point of hesitation is whether or not I want to go back to the roots first, and carry out a relatively thorough thought cleaning and re-solidification before the action starts.

With such complicated emotions, he couldn't continue to perform his duties as a 'tool'.

If that's the case, what's the point of his existence?

However, time waits for no one.

Just as he was lying on the simple bunk on the ground, tossing and turning during the brief rest, the chakra responder in his body suddenly sent out a signal of a specific frequency.

Shanzhong Jue suddenly sat up.

After using perception ninjutsu and making sure that no one else was around, he quickly completed the specific spirit technique.

It was a short encrypted letter.

After decryption, only one line of small characters remained.

[Two days later, Shen Shizheng began to locate the target. 】

He looked at the envelope in his hand, and slowly clenched it tightly. The wet ink stained the paper, and Yamanaka Jue put the paper ball in his mouth to melt, chew, and swallow it.

His eyes were deep.

Root, no options.

"Master Jianghui."

After Yamanakajue left, Yueguang Zhengyi's figure slowly emerged from the shadows.

Aida Masaki was wearing his clothes and turned to glance at him:
"what happened?"

The old Mr. Big Tit looked at the direction Yamanakajue left, and seemed to be a little bit critical, but he still suppressed his emotions and said:
"I just don't understand why you're keeping him."

Aida Masaki heard the words and smiled: "You know him?"

Yue Guangzheng nodded: "Genbu codename, Feihu is an expert in negotiating, and is also good at interrogation."

"I used to be the captain of the third team."

"Also, even someone who doesn't know him, as long as he stays in Genli for a while, he might be able to recognize his expression."

In front of Mr. Big Tit, who is also from the root, Yamanakajue is full of flaws.

As he said that, Yueguang said with a straight face: "Please forgive me for my rudeness, but I think you should be more concerned about your own safety."

In his eyes, being ambushed by a root ninja is simply too dangerous.

Aida Masaki still maintained that gentle smile, and said flatly:

"But, isn't it fun?"

"His hard, rigid face."

"?"

Moonlight was stunned for a moment, then looked up with some doubts.

Then, the smile on Aida Masaki's face became brighter and brighter, and he said with a smile:
"The so-called smile is an expression that only shows when you are happy."

"In this sentence, I did not lie."

"My smile is always sincere, Masaichi-kun."

"But."

Just as he was about to continue to say something, Yueguang Zhengyi's eyes froze suddenly.

In his line of sight, like a puppet, Yamanaka Kazuki walked slowly towards Aida Masaki, and put a deciphered note in his hand.

"Thank you, Jue-jun."

Aida Masaki still smiled gently and waved to him.

Shanzhongjue didn't say anything, and under Yueguang Zhengyi's dazed gaze, he still walked away slowly like a marionette.

"Oh, are you going to start?"

"."

Moonlight was half-kneeling on the ground and stopped talking.

In the tent, Shan Zhongjue turned his gaze away, but his hands were already empty.

He felt a slight digestive sensation in his stomach.

OK, intel destroyed.

　Two in one~!

　　What sisters and sisters, you should read less books and movies, there is no such outrageous plot in reality!
　　Sober up! !

　　
　
(End of this chapter)