Hiruzen knocked the smoke pot on the pillar, and the sparks fell into the snow with a "chi" sound.
"The old rules cannot be used as amulets. They can only allow me to sit peacefully in Hokage Building and watch the people outside die one by one."
He paused and looked up at Minato.
"Minato, don't look back."
The old man put the pipe back into his hand and said, "Stride forward."
Minato nodded and strode into the sunshine.
Ye spit out the hay in his mouth, and Dian'er Dian'er followed him. He raised his eyebrows when passing by Hiruzen: "Hey, old man, have you had an epiphany?"
Hiruzen rolled his eyes at him and was too lazy to respond.
Ye Bu was not annoyed, he shrugged and put his hands back into his pockets, stepping on the gold bricks and continued walking.
"Night."
Kakashi closed the tattered little yellow book, walked over and handed over a note.
"The letters ANBU just got back from Black Market, Four Great Ninja Villages's ANBU have all retreated to the border, they are afraid that we will attack them directly."
Ye glanced at the note twice and sneered.
Afraid?
Are you afraid now?
Wasn't it crazy when you led tens of thousands of people to block my door?
After you go to someone else's house and smash the windows, then you slap your butt and want to run away when you see the situation is not right?
Not even saying "I'm sorry"?
There is no such cheap deal in this world!
Ye Zhan straightened up, twisted his neck and made a crisp sound, staring at the four positions marked in red on the intelligence, with excitement in his eyes that he was about to rob.
"Notify everyone, take a breath and rest for half a day."
Ye put her hands into the pockets of her windbreaker again, grinning broadly.
"After dark, let's go to their hometown to collect the debt!"
Uchiha Ye stepped on the solid gold dragon chair base that was melted into mud by the gunfire, and the soles of his shoes ran over jade chips on the ground.
He stared at the rows of Cognitive Shatter Points that were beating wildly on System Panel and took a deep breath.
I used to work so hard to bully people and earn three to five hundred points, how can I live a living?!
Two hundred heavy-duty carriages rumbled out from the inner city gate, their axles creaking under pressure, and they plowed half-inch deep ruts on the stone road.
ANBU worked for one night and ransacked the private treasuries of twenty-seven old noble families in the city.
Hundreds of mahogany boxes with open lids were filled with bundles of banknotes, gold bricks, and land deeds with an earthy smell.
Four hundred and twenty thousand taels of gold.
Three million eight hundred thousand taels of silver.
This is just cash.
Those antique calligraphy and paintings that were difficult to value had already been taken away by Obito and Kamui Space.
A full 1.5 billion taels of real gold and silver.
In the words of Kakashi, this money is enough for Konoha to eat and sleep with its eyes closed for fifteen years.
Ye looked at the long motorcade and sneered with his hands in his trench coat pockets.
What do you mean by thousand-year orthodoxy?
What does noble blood mean?
After peeling off that layer of skin, it is all supported by these yellow and white things that suck the blood of ordinary people!
Ye raised her right hand and snapped her fingers.
"Obito, work."
"Received."
The black Uzumaki spins open in mid-air.
Obito, wearing an orange mask, was hanging upside down in the air, holding seven or eight sacks in his arms.
The sack fell upside down, and tens of thousands of banknotes and land deeds poured down in the morning light, covering half of the Capital City sky.
The piece of paper fell on Refugees's head and fell into the cracked porcelain bowl they stretched out to catch the porridge.
A Refugees picked up a 100-tael banknote, his hands shaking like chaff.
On the back of the bank note, there is a bright red stamp, Konoha Federal.
The big screen flashed twice and lit up.
Ye pulled the microphone and her face filled every projection screen in the city.
He still looks like a street kid with his hands in his pockets, and he speaks like he's shouting for cabbage in the market.
"Fathers and fellow villagers, listen carefully, I will say it again!"
The sound of night blasted through the Amplification Array through the entire Capital City.
"Daimyō Mansion has been destroyed, and the skin of those nobles has been stripped by us."
"All the land now belongs to the Konoha Federation!"
"From today on, every household in the city will receive a ration of food and twenty taels of settlement silver!"
"Refugees outside the city took a broken bowl to register by head, and divided the land, food and money on the spot!"
"Enough white rice!"
He paused and his tone became darker.
"First come, first served, wait till the end!"
"Go get your own money!"
Without any righteousness, boxes of real money were just dumped on the heads of these Refugeess who had been hungry for half their lives.
The square was quiet for three seconds.
Then, thousands of pairs of eyes turned red.
The hungry crowd rushed towards the registration point.
There stood a row of heavily armed Uchiha elites.
Before the sword was even out of its sheath, three hundred pairs of scarlet Sharingan were swept towards them, and no one dared to take an extra step forward.
The process of distributing money is simple and crude, and it is faster than going to the canteen to get food.
An old lady tremblingly pressed her fingerprints and took the land deed with a red seal.
She has been digging in this land for forty years, and never thought that one day she would be able to write her own name on this land.
The old lady sat down in the snow nest and cried loudly.
"Don't believe them!"
Suddenly, a few diehards of the old aristocrats wearing torn jackets appeared from the corner, howling at the top of their lungs.
"These ninjas are all traitors and traitors!"
"If you take their money, you will be punished by God!"
"Bang!"
Before the short fat man could say the last part of his sentence, a middle-aged man next to him who had been hungry for six days had already picked up a chipped wooden bowl and hit him hard on the bridge of his nose.
The nose bone broke with a snap.
"God's punishment?"
The man's eyes were so red that they could bleed.
"Where the hell were you when my son was starving to death on the street?!"
Before the fat man could scream, dozens of Refugees who had just put the banknotes into their arms had already pounced on him.
They will fight to the death whoever dares to destroy their jobs.
Konoha's people didn't even move their hands.
After a few seconds, those die-hard nobles didn't even have a complete piece of cloth left.
On the teahouse in the distance, the four village intelligence officers, disguised as cloth merchants, had weak legs and the tureen in their hands smashed into pieces.
It's over.
These Konoha lunatics not only smashed the rules to pieces, but also put the hilts of knives directly into the hands of these idiots!
He scrambled downstairs and went straight to the contact point to send an urgent encrypted message.
Half a day later, Four Great Ninja Villages's senior executives felt their scalp numb as they read the same sentence.
Konoha took Daimyō's money and bought out the hearts of Land of Fire.
Now, no one can even think about dismantling Konoha from the inside.
At the same time, deep underground in Land of Rain, in a closed alien space that even Byakugan couldn't see through, it was cold and damp.
A pool of black mud squeezed out from the cracks in the stone wall, twisted into a human shape, and landed on the stone tablet engraved with Cursed Seal.
There was a crack in the coffin on the stone pillar in the center of the space.
The man sitting cross-legged inside opened his eyes.
That is the face of monk Jigen, but the right eye is Byakugan, and the left eye is black and yellow Cross-Shaped Pattern.
Ōtsutsuki Isshiki didn't move, nor did he raise his eyelids.
Three black iron rods appeared out of thin air, penetrated Black Zetsu's body, and nailed him to the stone slab.
Black Zetsu was bleeding all over the ground, but he didn't dare to struggle at all.
His leaky mouth grinned into an ugly smile.
"Master Otsutsuki, don't rush to do it yet."
"I have great news for you about Perfect Vessel."
Isshiki looked down at his cracked hands.
This body named Jigen was rotten to the core, and he didn't want to stay there any longer.
Black Zetsu stared into Isshiki's eyes.
"The God Tree Fruit that Kaguya left behind did not disappear out of thin air."
"It gave birth to a body that combines the rules of complete Yin-Yang Release and mutant Chakra."
Black Zetsu paused for a moment and spoke word by word.
"That person's name is Uchiha Ye."