Brotherly Love Runs Deep, But It's Useless
cough This is my first time trying the author illustration function.
Shimura Danzō looked behind him, his eyes filled with indifference. He opened his mouth and said, "Shukaku thanks you."
Shukaku chuckled, "Danzo, I said I'd protect you, and I mean it! These two pieces of trash dared to launch a sneak attack? They're courting death!" Shukaku roared, a mocking look on its face!
Hey-hey
Shimura Danzō nodded, then looked at the bandit leader again. "Heh, as the leader of the bandits, the fact that you know me shows you're a cautious bandit. But unfortunately for you, the boy you've messed with this time is one of my half-disciples."
At this point, the bandit leader's face turned pale. "Damn it, this is it!" he thought. "That boy is a disciple of Shimura Danzō? No, no, damn it!" He wanted to say to Namikaze Minato, "Kid, next time, could you at least tell me your family name?"
With this connection, who in Konoha would dare touch you? Oh dear, this is a disaster! The bandit leader, head down, grimaced. What the hell is going on?
Shimura Danzō released his foot and said calmly, "Wait here obediently!" After saying that, he passed through the sand wall and gave Shukaku a look. Shukaku understood and sat on the bandit leader's head. The bandit leader's mouth twitched. What was so heavy that he couldn't lift his head?
Shukaku its arms and looked at Shimura Danzō behind the sand wall. The sand wall could not block its view at all. Its job was to keep an eye on the bandit leader under Shimura Danzō's butt.
Shimura Danzō up to the other two robbers, looking at them with a mocking gaze. "Two petty thieves like you dare to fight me here?"
Although the sandstorm wall neutralized their attack and pushed them to the corner by the recoil, both men still glared at Shimura Danzō with hatred in their eyes. "Enough with the nonsense, old man. I advise you not to resist anymore. We can't handle that sandstorm wall."
"But if you come any closer, you're doomed!" With that, the Second Brother robber swung his fist at Shimura Danzō. Shimura Danzō's arms were thin, and he easily reached out and opened his palm to block the robber's punch. No matter how hard the Second Brother robber tried, he couldn't get an inch forward.
Although he had never heard of Shimura Danzō, he knew from his older brother's words that he was a ninja. Since this was a prison, he certainly wouldn't use wide-range Ninjutsu. So it must be Taijutsu. He was young and strong, in his prime, and Shimura Danzō an old man. He might be able to defeat him!
He originally intended to fight Shimura Danzō to the death, but after witnessing Shimura Danzō's power, he realized he was wrong, terribly wrong. How could Shimura Danzō, whose arms were so thin, possess such great strength?
Shimura Danzō chuckled. As expected of a petty thief, this little bit of strength was no different from a tickle. Just then, the Third Brother robber moved, his dagger aimed at Shimura Danzō. Shimura Danzō narrowed his eyes, grabbed the Second Brother robber's arm, and pulled him up.
The Second Brother robber cried out, "I'm hungry!" He put his arm in front of Shimura Danzō, and the dagger pierced his palm, severing the blood vessels and tendons in his hand, causing blood to gush out.
Faced with this scene, the Third Brother robber's expression changed. He released the dagger to avoid causing further injury to the second brother's hand. Danzo, on the other hand, had no worries. He released the Second Brother robber's hand, pushed him in the chest, and knocked him down.
"Second Brother!" The Third Brother robber stepped forward and asked about his second brother's situation.
"Second brother, how are you? Are you alright? Don't scare me!" His face was full of worry.
The Second Brother robber gasped, his lips twitching uncontrollably from the pain. But seeing the Third Brother concerned for him, he gritted his teeth, suppressing any sound so as not to upset the Third Brother.
The Second Brother robber looked at Shimura Danzō eyes, and there was also a trace of fear. A ninja, this was a true ninja. The little boy he met yesterday was nothing compared to this uncle!
These are the true ninjas, but they are not part of this circle and do not know that if Uchiha Kō had come, it would have been a completely different and tragic situation!
In their eyes, the difference between ninjas and humans is like that between gods and humans. In the ninja community, Uchiha Kō is an insurmountable mountain, a god to everyone!
The Third Brother robber's eyes hardened. "You dare treat my second brother like this? I'll risk my life to bite a piece off your flesh!" He looked at Shimura Danzō, his hatred undisguised.
Shimura Danzō remained calm. "That kind of look? I've seen far too many of those. But I have plenty of time today, so I'll play along."
The Third Brother robber pulled a senbon from the sole of his shoe, gripped it tightly in his hand, shouted, and stabbed at Shimura Danzō. Shimura Danzō laughed; people really do laugh when they're speechless.
Is this idiot really fit to be a robber?
Shimura Danzō looked at the senbon needles thrusting towards him with a hint of disdain in his eyes. "They smell pretty good, but they're useless." He took a step back, kicked out, and then used the Body Flicker Technique to appear behind him, grabbing his arm and squeezing it hard.
With a snap, the bones in the Third Brother robber's arm were crushed and his nerves severed. His hand, which was gripping the senbon, fell limply to the ground with a clatter. The Third Brother robber howled in pain.
He didn't give up resisting and swung his other hand behind him. Shimura Danzō grabbed his other hand and squeezed it again, making another crisp cracking sound.
At this point, the Third Brother robber's hands were completely useless, and he collapsed to the ground.
"Third Brother!" the Second Brother robber cried out. He understood, he really understood. He was so stupid, so very stupid. He should have advised the Third Brother to stop when he could no longer defeat Shimura Danzō. They were simply not on the same level!
Seeing the Third Brother lying on the ground, wailing in pain, he couldn't help but burst into tears. "Danzo, please spare the Third Brother! You can do whatever you want to me, Third Brother is innocent. It was I who wanted to harm you."
"Second brother, don't beg him. They swore an oath: not to be born on the same day, month, and year, but to die on the same day, month, and year!" The Third Brother robber was still being stubborn. Shimura Danzō sighed. He admired the sworn brotherhood between the two, but that was not a reason for them to rob him in broad daylight and intend to harm his disciple!
So he stepped out and broke the leg bone of the Third Brother robber, then lifted his foot and broke the other leg bone. The Third Brother robber fainted from the intense pain.
The Second Brother robber bit the dagger in his right hand with his teeth, pulled it out with a forceful tug, and then crawled on his stomach towards the Third Brother robber with his elbows, his face covered in tears and his expression pleading as he looked at Shimura Danzō.
Shimura Danzō snorted and turned to walk towards the sand wall. Shukaku clicked his tongue, thinking that Danzo was still too gentle.
This is the author's first time using illustrations, so please forgive any shortcomings!