Their eyes met in mid-air.
The air suddenly became cold.
Hiruzen looked at Danzo, his voice was not loud, but his words were piercing his heart.
"Do you really think that I don't know anything about the little tricks you do secretly?"
"Sakumo, I have suppressed it for you because of our long-term friendship."
"Now you still want to touch the core genius of Uchiha?"
"Danzo, do you think the fire in the village is not big enough, so you have to light Konoha on fire at this juncture?"
After hearing this series of words, Danzo was forced to take half a step back.
But who is he?
Root old coin.
You can't lose anything with your mouth.
Danzo gritted his back molars, his eyes full of paranoia and anger, he straightened his body suddenly and growled.
"Hiruzen!"
"When did you become so weak?!"
"Uchiha is born evil!"
"What is hidden in their eyes is destruction and betrayal!"
"We Konoha are doing things, when do we need to see Uchiha's face?!"
After saying these words, the sharpness in Hiruzen's eyes slowly faded away.
His expression turned completely cold.
He looked at the old friend he had grown up with in front of him and suddenly felt a little tired.
This old guy has been filled with power and paranoia.
In Danzo's heart, Uchiha is not a part of Konoha at all.
Rather, they are a group of hidden dangers that need to be eliminated at any time.
Talking about political balance with this kind of people is just playing the piano to an ox.
No.
The cow may regurgitate it after hearing it.
Danzo will only think you are cowardly.
Hiruzen raised his hand and waved it.
"Don't mention this matter again."
His tone calmed down again.
"Leave."
Danzo's face is ashen and he is not willing to leave.
He stretched out his hand to support the table again, leaned forward, and almost felt the pressure on Hiruzen's face.
"Hiruzen!"
"If that kid grows up outside, he will become a serious trouble to the village sooner or later!"
"Nine years old, Three-Tomoe, masters forbidden techniques, and his strength is comparable to Jonin!"
"You want to leave this kind of monster under the sun and ignore it?"
"You must hand me over now!"
"Only Root can turn him into Konoha's real sword!"
The words are not finished yet.
"Danzo!"
A loud shout erupted in the office.
The tea cup on the table shook violently, and half of the ash was shaken off.
Hiruzen raised his head suddenly, his eyes fixed on Danzo.
The pressure belonging to Third Hokage filled the entire office.
The windows buzzed.
Hiruzen said the words that touched Danzo's heart the most.
"I am Hokage!"
Five words.
It directly blocked all the remaining words of Danzo.
The air was dead silent for three seconds.
Only the tobacco in the pipe was still making a small burning sound.
Danzo froze in place, staring at Hiruzen.
His chest heaved violently with anger.
Unwilling?
Shocked?
Vicious?
Countless indescribable complex emotions were all pressed against that gloomy face.
His hands clenched and then unclenched.
Release and tighten again.
Finally, Danzo squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth.
"Hiruzen."
"You'll regret it."
After saying that, he turned around suddenly and strode towards the door.
Bang!!
The heavy wooden door was thrown shut by him, causing the wall to shake twice.
The portrait of Hokage on the wall is a little crooked.
The sound of slamming doors echoed in the corridor.
People are gone.
The office became quiet again.
Hiruzen's aura suddenly dissipated.
He stood there alone and was silent for a long time.
Then he fell back into the chair heavily and raised his hand to rub his swollen eyebrows.
The whole person seemed to have aged several years instantly.
It is definitely not comfortable to have a confrontation with Danzo.
But this time, Hiruzen also saw clearly the current dead situation.
Ordinary guidance Jonin cannot protect Uchiha Ye at all.
Danzo will not give up.
So we must find a safe enough place for the night.
A safe haven that makes Danzo want to stretch out his hand, but has to weigh whether he still needs it or not.
The tobacco is gone.
The tea was also spilled.
Hiruzen took a deep breath, bent down to pick up the class list that fell on the floor, and laid it back on the table.
His eyes fell on the top four words again.
Uchiha Ye.
Hiruzen stared at this name for a long time.
Finally, he let out a long sigh.
"There is nothing we can do."
He picked up the brush dipped in ink again.
The pen tip fell.
At the end of the Namikaze Team Minato list, the last name was added.
Uchiha Ye.
The ink stain slowly faded away.
Hiruzen looked at the list that had just been decided and felt extremely complicated.
We can only force this hot potato onto Minato.
This is not only for the future of Konoha.
It is also to save the lives of these young people.
After all, among all Konoha, only Minato was able to rush to the scene immediately when Ye Zhen caused a big mess.
The speed is fast enough.
His temper is good enough.
In every aspect, he was a very suitable instructor for that night.
Just to guide this little guy, life may be a little harder.
Hiruzen leaned back on the chair and closed his eyes.
The first thing that flashed in my mind was Gang Ziyun's hysterical laughter when he was strapped onto the stretcher.
"If heaven had not given birth to me Gang Ziyun, Konoha, eternity would be like a long night!"
Then, the sunny, gentle, and ridiculously talkative face of Minato Namikaze appeared again.
An inexplicable guilt slowly came over me.
Minato ah...
Sorry.
As long as you don't tear Hokage Building apart, the remaining mess will be a headache for the young people.
Hiruzen was silent for a moment, and suddenly thought of Uchiha Ye's smiling face.
His hand holding the pipe paused in the air.
My heart skipped a beat for no reason.
I just don't know...
Minato Can this child really survive?
In the classroom of Class 1, Grade 3, all the students sat upright.
Training Ground Over there, the junior students are still laughing and joking.
But in this classroom, no one dares to laugh.
Because of the last row.
Uchiha Ye is clasping his hands behind his head and leaning lazily on the back of the chair.
He didn't do anything.
But everyone felt that he would definitely do something next second.
[Ding! Extreme Panic Points from the whole class, +5000!]
[Ding! Suffocation Points from Uchiha Tekka, +888!]
[Ding! Survival Instinct Points from civilian student A, +666!]
At night, I listened to the notification sound that flooded the screen like a waterfall in my mind, and I almost felt so moved that I wanted to rub the corners of my eyes.
What a great classmate.
After graduation, don't forget to give me a gift.
Ye sighed softly, "Is this everyone's farewell gift? I received it."
The whole class. "..."
No one dared to answer the call.
No one even dared to look back.
At this moment, the scene on Training Ground is being played on a loop in everyone's mind.
Gang Ziyun Teacher, it's so miserable.
Not as miserable as the head teacher.
It's like having saved the whole Konoha from a disaster.
Thinking that in the next few years, I might be assigned to the same team as the live dad in the last row, many people started to get cramps in their calves.
In fact, it can be seen here that these students, who have never been on the battlefield, have no idea how precious a thick thigh is in the team.
Uchiha Tekka, who was sitting by the window, was staring at the table.
He only has one simple wish now.
You can dig trenches at the border.
You can also patrol the ravines.
Even if I clean the floor for Security Force for three years.
Just don't follow the Yoruichi team.
Let him do anything.
Crunch.
The front door of the classroom was pushed open.
A stern-faced instructor Jonin walked in, holding a list in his hand.
The whole class instantly sat up straighter.
Lengjun Jonin glanced at this ridiculously weird classroom discipline and frowned slightly.
He even suspected that he had gone to the wrong classroom.
Ninja Academy graduating class, are you so good?
It's not necessary.
He looked down at the list and read:
"Yamashiro Naoto, Mizutani Mao, Aoki Ken, come out."
"Take Ninja Tools and follow me."
The three people whose names were called were stunned for a moment.
The next second, the three people's movements were as neat as if they had been rehearsed in advance.
Whoosh!
All stood up.
The chair was knocked upside down.
No more stationery.
I don't have my schoolbag anymore.
One of them didn't even care that his shoelaces came loose and rushed towards the door as fast as he could in his life.
At that speed, if Taijutsu performed like this, Gang Ziyun would be so moved on the spot that he would live two more years.
Before going out, the three people stopped at the same time.
They turned back together.
He took a deep look at Ye Ye in the last row, his eyes filled with a sense of escaping from death.
"Survived... survived!"