The blood of the Hokage follows the snare

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The successive ninja village uprisings, like a steel knife blade inserted into the bodies of the nobles, especially the daimyo, the presence of ninjas like sawtooth broke the nerves of the nobles, turning them nervous and manic, but they were powerless in the face of the situation.

Of the five major countries, only two have not yet had a ninja riot, and the daimyo of the Land Country and the Water Country are not lucky, but more uncomfortable than a cat’s scratch. Emotions such as fear, anger, and restlessness hovered in their minds, and the daimyo of the Land of Fire had dreamed more than once while sleeping that his head had been cut off by a ninja and hung high at the entrance of Iwa Ninja Village, being taunted by ninjas coming and going.

“Help! Help me! Another nightmare full of bloody horror, the daimyo of the Fire Nation woke up from his sleep shouting and touching the back of his neck with palpitations.

“Daimyo!” When a senior aide heard the daimyo’s shout, he hurried in, knelt down on the edge of the daimyo’s bed, and held a glass cup filled with grape juice in his hand, “Does the daimyo have any orders?” ”

The daimyo gasped and took a few mouthfuls of grape juice, patting it on Xiong’s neck a few times, and finally calmed his breathing. The staff members kneeling on the ground lowered their heads in fear, almost hanging to the ground, and the daimyo was in a bad mood during this period, and his temper had become more strange and difficult than before. If you want to ask him what is going on, he doesn’t say anything, so he walks back and forth in the palace by himself, sometimes touching his chin to think, sometimes smashing things, and everyone dares not approach, for fear of hitting the muzzle.

“You’re new here?” The daimyo put the cup down and looked at the young man kneeling in front of him. The reason why he was judged to be a new staff member was that the original experienced staff members tried their best to avoid the daimyo during this time, and only the new staff who did not know the situation would think of behaving in front of the daimyo in order to gain the trust of the daimyo and get the opportunity to be promoted.

“Yes.” The young aide replied tremblingly, curled up and crawling as he could to the ground.

“What are you afraid of?” The daimyo was very unhappy with the fact that his staff showed their fear of him on the surface, and the daimyo who made his staff feel afraid was a faint kun, and he did not seem to admit that he was a faint kun.

The aide shrunk on the ground, not daring to make a sound, his head hanging very low, he was praying in his heart that the daimyo would let him go, not to interrogate him again, he did not know how to answer the daimyo who had begun to get angry, saying that if he did not say it, he would be in trouble, he had just arrived here, and he still dreamed of becoming a noble samurai.

“I’m asking you,” the daimyo stepped barefoot on the floor, the body of the young aide crawling on the ground trembled with each step he took, “what are you afraid of?” Are you afraid of me? With that, the daimyo bent down to grab the young aide by the back collar and lift him up abruptly.

However, the moment the daimyo saw the curtain, the arrogance in his eyes instantly cooled, and then the daimyo’s pupils dilated, as if dead, and there was only despair and panic in his eyes. I was so frightened that I couldn’t even do the minimum stress response, my knees were soft, my throat was blocked, my tongue was shaking, but I couldn’t make a single tone.

“Daimyo…” When the daimyo could not accept a word, his body had been pierced by a snake sword, and his fat intestines and big belly flowed to the ground, and the bloody scene was no different from that in the daimyo’s dream.

“Writing Yan Technique!” That scene melted away the daimyo’s face, and his own face melted away, and then the daimyo’s face actually grew on the staff!

Although the face has completely changed to the appearance of the daimyo, anyone who knows Konoha Village or the Konoha ninja can tell from the serpentine hand that the person has not had time to retract, and the person who came is one of the three people who were once famous in Konoha, and now Konoha rebel, Orochimaru.

With a trademark sneer on his face, and his tongue spat out a long cut like a snake’s letter, he brought his face to the side of the dead daimyo, pondering whether to bring the fat pig’s body back for laboratory supplies. He observed for a long time and found that this corpse was not unique at all except for more fat than ordinary people, and the internal organs had been seriously damaged due to the usual indulgence, and there was no research value at all.

Orochimaru took off the daimyo’s coat in disgust, put it on himself, and swaggered out of the palace. None of the guards noticed the anomaly.

On the top of the mountain more than twenty miles away from the daimyo’s palace, Watergate did not wear a Hokage cannon, but just wore his usual clothes, very ordinary Konoha ninja dress. Watergate leaned leisurely against a boulder, enjoying the occasional breeze blowing from the top of the mountain, and on the cliff where he stood, Kakashi was practicing his one-handed climbing technique.

“Hehe, you still discipline the students as strictly as ever, Watergate.” Orochimaru came out of the shade of the tree, spitting letters like a snake, and a long robe covered his feet, making his movements look more like reptiles.

“Oh, is it done?” Watergate turned his head to Orochimaru and smiled and nodded as a greeting.

“There is nothing you can’t do, you know.” Saying that, Orochimaru stepped forward, flicked his left hand, and a person’s face fell out of his sleeve, although it was wrinkled, it was still not difficult to recognize that it was the face of the daimyo of the Fire Nation.

Watergate bent down to pick up the face, examined it carefully, and smiled with satisfaction, “It seems that in terms of assassination missions, the Xiao organization is indeed the most efficient.” No wonder you’d rather leave Konoha and join the tiny village of Rain Hide. ”

Orochimaru was not in the mood to catch up with Watergate, and said coldly: “Since the mission has been completed, the reward I should get is time to settle, Naruto-sama.” ”

Watergate “hmm”, took out a bill similar to a check from his arms, and vaguely saw that the number written on it, although not sky-high, but enough for an ordinary family to squander for decades.

“Happy cooperation!” Watergate handed the note to Orochimaru, raised his eyebrows and smiled easily, as if he had put down some burden, “If you don’t leave Konoha Village, Konoha doesn’t know how much money you can save.” ”

“Huh, Konoha?” Orochimaru snorted coldly in disdain, turned and walked away, “How can a city shrouded in light like Konoha tolerate maggots?” ”

A fire in the water gate burned the skin in his hand into ashes, casually scattered it on the ground, walked to the edge of the cliff, and watched with appreciation as his proud disciple was flexible between the broken rocks of the cliff. _

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