Konoha: Start with omniscience and omnipotence

Chapter 92 [092] or lighter than a feather
"thump."

The root ninja, code-named Leopard, fell to the ground, his chubby head rolled down, and blood splattered all over the ground.

The other ninjas present all looked indifferent when they saw this scene, and the numb expression under the mask did not even change at all.

Big tits naturally don't hesitate.

He lifted the head and directed the other root ninjas to lead everyone in the fifth team into the interrogation room.

While he was busy, he suddenly noticed that the sealing technique on his wrist was slightly hot.

——That was a reminder of the news from Mr. Jianghui.

"Take them to review."

"Find out why people weren't cleaned up."

The big tit gave orders to the personnel of the interrogation department in a cold voice, and then quickly walked aside with its head in hand.

"Yes."

Everyone did not have the slightest doubt about his behavior.

At the root, the command of the superior to the subordinate is absolute.

After walking a little far away, the big tit started the psychic spell in a hidden corner.

[Root, male, thin-edged petrel pattern mask, thin body. 】

[If this person is still alive, direct him or his team to the designated location. 】

On the letter paper, there was no mention of what Masaki Aida needed this person to do.

The big tit knows that this matter is risky, but Lord Jianghui's order is absolute.

He recalled this characteristic, and then ordered to a person behind him:
"A thorn wren."

"exist."

A root ninja who was arresting members of the fifth unit stepped out quickly and half-kneeled on the ground.

The big tit simply ordered: "Take your people and go to this address to receive information."

"Yes."

After such a simple process, the man code-named Thorn Wren led a three-person team to leave the ranks.

There is nothing special about this squad.

If you have to say that they have something special, it probably lies in the fact that the Wren is the one who issued the task to Sakuta Tachibana and was responsible for handling all related matters.

At the same time, he is also one of the insiders of the whole process of Sakuta Tachibana.

Soon, the group arrived at the designated spot on the edge of the forest outside the village.

However, they did not find the corresponding street personnel.

Under the darkness of night, there are only a few sporadic lights that are uncertain.

Smoke lingered under the trees.

"really."

"It was the right choice to ask that lord for help."

Tachibana Sakita squatted under the root of the tree, with a cigarette butt in his mouth, and his voice was hoarse.

As early as when he learned that his information had been leaked, he suspected that Aida Masaki had planted a nail in the root.

And now, it's just confirmed.

Listening to that faint voice, all the members of the root team tensed up immediately, their eyes as sharp as knives.

"A trap?"

"Ahem. Don't worry."

Sakuta Tachibana, who smoked a whole pack of cigarettes for the first time, coughed slightly, and straightened her body on her knees:

"You can't escape anyway."

Accompanied by that flat tone, Tachibana Sakuta unfolded the ninja belt on his back - on it were four brand new seal scrolls that he got from no one knew where.

Tachibana Sakuta unrolled one of the scrolls, pressed it on the ground, and quickly sealed it.

Suddenly, the enchantment was activated.

Shut them all together inside.

Tachibana Sakita straightened her body and pulled the corners of her mouth.

He looked at the root ninjas on the opposite side, showing a relieved smile.

No one noticed that a shadow clone was sitting on a treetop not far away, quietly watching this scene like an audience.

Naruto Office.

Hiruzaru Sarutobi had a dissatisfied expression on his face, with the pipe dangling from his mouth, smoking it alternately.

After receiving Danzo's signal, he rushed over from home in a hurry. At this time, he didn't even wear the Hokage hat that he used to use in the past. The short hair on his sideburns was gray and white, and the whites of his eyes were slightly bloodshot.

When he strode into the office, he saw Shimura Danzo pacing back and forth in the room with a gloomy expression, his face darkened.

"What happened again?"

Hiruzaru Sarutobi sat on the guest chair, rubbed his temples, and poured himself a cup of strong tea—although he often took time to peek at the women's bathhouse with a telescope during his spare time during work, and occasionally read It's an unhealthy adult book, but in fact Hokage's work is still very busy.

At least, for a person of his age, it seems very unfriendly.

If you can't keep up with your sleep at night, you can imagine the mental stress.

Seeing his unhurried appearance, Shimura Danzo stared at him, tried to hold his fire and took a deep breath: "Hizaki, you know that Aida Masaki and the others have problems, why didn't you solve them in advance? ?”

"Solve what?!"

Hiruzaru Sarutobi got angry when he heard about this, and asked with a sneer: "They haven't arrived at the village yet, and Konoha knows that a whole squadron of elite ninjas has been wiped out in Tango Country—don't you?" Tell me, you don't know who did it."

"Now, the whole village is staring at the follow-up investigation results of this matter. I have already solved enough headaches for your root. Do you want to 'dispose' of the remaining young people?"

Hearing his confident tone, Shimura Danzo felt the anger rushing to the top of his head, he slapped the table vigorously and shouted: "Why do you think I have to go to such lengths to do this? It's not because of you. Don't lose those old bastards of the ninja!"

"If it wasn't for me, what would you have done?"

Sarutobi Hiruzen's voice also began to rise uncontrollably, and the veins on his forehead bulged: "Then what did you do for the village? Did you kill twenty promising young ninjas with your own hands? Or did you send a shame to the village?" ?”

"Not only this time, you were also in the Land of Earth during World War II."

"That's a necessary sacrifice!"

"What is necessary? Have you ever seen a child in the village who is more talented than Minato? He is also in this mission!"

"It's because of your weakness that he joined this mission! If I were Hokage, I would."

Whether it is Sarutobi Hiruzen or Shimura Danzo, the two know each other very well.

During the 20 years of co-government, the two, who were both companions and close friends, had accumulated countless conflicts, and they suddenly broke out because of this incident.

While constantly turning over old accounts, the rhetoric has become more and more sharp.

They really know each other so well.

However, no matter how thick the cover-up is on weekdays, it can't change the difference in political philosophy between the two.

"Wait. Watergate?"

During the quarrel, as if suddenly realizing something, Shimura Danzo frowned suddenly, and asked, "Minato. Did you come back with that boy Aida Masaki?"

Seeing his voice stop, Hiruzaru Sarutobi also subconsciously stopped talking, puzzled:
"nature."

"Despite his outstanding talent, that kid Minato isn't good enough to handle Jinchuriki by himself."

Shimura Danzo's voice became more and more urgent: "Has he mentioned to you about the inner ghost?"

"What do you mean?"

Hiruzaru Sarutobi also frowned.

Shimura Danzo said gloomyly: "I buried a nail in that kid Aida Masaki's team—to kill him."

"According to the report of the people I sent out to harvest, that nail traveled with the water gate for a while."

"Didn't they tell you anything?"

Sarutobi Hiruzen was silent at first.

Gradually, his face also began to become a little embarrassed.

Minato, in terms of seniority, should be his disciple.

It should have been a natural direct descendant of Hokage.

But
Did he betray his trust this time?
"Ah."

Hiruzaru Sarutobi replied with a heavy voice, then sat down slumped, and picked up the cold tea beside the coffee table.

In the pipe, there is a curl of mist.

In the silence between the two, the bright sky outside the window was reflected.

Its daybreak.

When it was dawn, there were many people in the streets and alleys of Konoha.

Drinkers, poets, gamblers, breakfast carts.

All kinds of hawking and shouting filled the silent dawn, making the village a little more popular after waking up from the silence of the night.

The Ninja Village mission issuers who came from all over the world and stayed in a hotel for one night also hurriedly trot towards the Hokage Building, hoping to find a mission team that meets their wishes at a slightly cheaper price today. .

Soon, the street that was empty just now was full of traffic again.

It seems like every day.

It's just that today's Konoha Avenue has added a touch of bright color to the popularity and hustle and bustle.

"Click, click."

A man covered in cuts and bruises, whose whole body was almost drenched in blood, dragged a heavy body with most of his body burned to black, making one doubt whether he had died, and walked straight towards the Hokage Building amidst the sticky and bloody footsteps direction.

Everyone around smelled the pungent smell, and subconsciously moved away, looking at him in horror.

However, when he saw the wooden leaf forehead guard on his forehead, he showed a little puzzled expression.

The Anbu ninjas who started working surrounded him one after another, but subconsciously started to retreat after a few steps closer.

On this man was a special vest-like garment made entirely of detonating symbols.

These Anbu are not afraid of death, but the crowd around them is too dense.

And that man didn't seem to see the ninjas around him, and it seemed that his physical strength was exhausted to the limit.

That broken body squirmed forward almost entirely by willpower.

Until, it stopped at the entrance of the Hokage Building.

Tachibana Sakuta threw the corpse in his hand on the ground, and straightened his back with difficulty.

The noise of the dense crowd in front of the building seemed to be paused in an instant.

He used the sealing scroll in his hand as a crutch, and he beat it to the ground.

The complicated sealing formula continuously spread in all directions along the brand-new scroll, immobilizing every customer within a radius of 500 meters.

Everyone looked at him in horror, not knowing why.

Tachibana Sakuta's difficult smile was full of sincerity:

"terribly sorry."

"I want to take everyone's time."

(End of this chapter)