The commoner with a common face stood on the spot and did not move. His eyes met Yongye's eyes in mid-air, and they paused for two breaths. Then the corners of his mouth opened.
A long tongue protruded from the mouth and slowly licked across the face. From the cheekbones to the corners of the mouth, and from the corners of the mouth to the tip of the nose, it left a sparkling water mark.
The surrounding crowd immediately dispersed in all directions as if they had been burned.
Some people bumped into the people next to them, some stepped on their shoes, and a few young ninjas directly launched Body Flicker Technique and ejected from the same place to the other side.
Deva Path Pain, who used Transformation Technique, also followed the crowd and retreated to the side. But he had a hunch in his heart that Uchiha Yongye, it seemed, had also discovered him!
This makes Deva Path Pain feel a little pity.
The recent series of dramas involving Konoha made him very happy, especially when Danzo was publicly executed and exterminated! He wanted to continue watching, but didn't want to do it so soon.
In the spotlight, Transformation Technique peeled off the common people's bodies, and the outline of the coarse kimono began to distort.
Her hair changed from messy to long silver-gray hair, hanging down on her shoulders, glowing coldly in the afternoon sun.
His facial features changed from ordinary to pale and narrow, and his golden vertical pupils glowed coldly in the sunlight.
Orochimaru stood on the spot, his hands hanging by his sides, his mouth grinning, and the tongue dangled in mid-air, then he retracted it.
"Uchiha Yongye."
"I have tried to overestimate you."
"I didn't expect that I still underestimated you!"
"It's a pity that Konoha can't tolerate a peerless genius like you, and a disaster is bound to happen!"
Jiraiya Body Flicker Technique started and landed directly in front of the crowd on the stage, three steps away from Orochimaru. He raised his hands and spread his fingers. Chakra condensed in the palm of his hand, and his white hair floated automatically in the airflow without wind.
"Orochimaru!"
"How dare you come back to Konoha!"
"Tell me, Danzo, was it you who did the genocide?"
Orochimaru glanced at him, without stopping, his eyes fell back on Yongye on the stage.
"Are you going to arrest me?"
Yongye leaned on the back of the chair, looking away from Orochimaru's face, scanning the scattered crowd under the stage, the ninja representatives, and Tsunade's slightly pale face.
"Next."
"I want a public trial on the Danzo genocide case."
Orochimaru's mouth grinned a little more, and the light in his golden vertical pupils flashed.
"That's good."
"I promise."
"Just a quiet observer."
Jiraiya suddenly took a step forward, and the Stone Slab ground beneath his feet made a muffled sound.
"You are Konoha Rogue Ninja!"
"You--"
Before his voice could even finish, a crisp sound exploded from above the stage.
Snap!
Rosewood's Gavel hit the dark brown solid wood desk. The sound was like a firecracker exploding in an empty square, bouncing off the walls on both sides and bouncing off the tiles on the roof, forming a dense echo.
Eight Water-and-Fire Staff were lifted up at the same time, with the stick heads pointed at the ceiling, paused in mid-air, and then fell down at the same time.
The end of the stick hit the wooden table, making eight dull loud noises.
Bang!
"Power--Wu--!"
Eight voices merged into one and exploded over the square, causing the ninjas in the front row to subconsciously take half a step back.
Jiraiya's mouth was still open, his eyes moved away from Orochimaru's face and landed on the gold-plated plaque above the table.
The golden words "Justice is above, Charity is below" stung his eyes in the afternoon sun.
He hesitated for a moment, but finally did not make a move.
A Body Flicker Technique returns and stands beside Tsunade again.
Yongye put down Gavel, put his hands on the desk, and glanced at the dark crowd under the stage.
"Bring the suspect, Uchiha Itachi."
"Take the victim, Shimura Danzō."
Zhan Zhao raised his chin toward the audience. Two Security Force members came out of the passage on the side of the stage, holding Uchiha Itachi's arms one on the left and one on the right, and dragged him onto the stage.
Itachi was wearing a gray prison uniform with the front open, revealing the white undershirt underneath. His hands were tied behind his back with a rope, and the end of the rope was held in the hands of the Security Force member on the left.
With his head lowered, his eyes fell on the wooden board at his feet, and he stepped onto the stage step by step. Each step was steady, as if he was walking a route he was already familiar with.
Two Security Force members pushed him down in the center of the stage, knocking his knees on the wooden board, making two muffled sounds. He knelt there, his back straight, and his slightly lowered head finally raised.
Immediately afterwards, Danzo was dragged up.
He was wearing a shabby kimono, and the skirt of the clothes was stained with dried blood and dust. The socket of his right eye was empty, and the sunken eyelid glowed dark red in the sun. The three blood holes on his left arm were covered with black and purple scabs, and the edges of the scabs were raised, revealing the dark red tender flesh underneath.
His legs and feet were weak, and he was sliding down with every step, as if he were stepping on cotton. He was half dragged and half dragged by two Security Force members to the center of the stage and placed next to Itachi.
Unable to stand on his own, he fell down and hit the wooden board with a dull sound, then lay down quietly.
The crowd in the audience fell silent. All eyes were focused on the two people on the stage.
One was kneeling upright and the other was lying on the ground.
One lowered his eyes, and the other raised his one eye.
The wind blew from the south, picking up a few dead leaves on the ground, rolling over the edge of the table, and falling on the wooden board in front of Danzo.
Yongye's eyes fell on Uchiha Itachi, with his hands on the desk and his body leaning forward slightly.
"Uchiha Itachi."
"For the Shimura Clan was exterminated."
"What do you want to say?"
Itachi raised his head, his eyes swept over the edge of the desk, over Gavel, over Danzo lying on the ground next to him, and finally landed on Yongye's face.
"I did it."
Four words, crisply and without any hesitation, the voice spread clearly in the square.
The crowd below the stage burst into suppressed exclamations. Several ninja representatives glanced at each other, their mouth corners twitching, and whispers spread among the crowd.
Itachi's voice continued to sound.
"Danzo harmed us Uchiha and plundered Sharingan."
"I hate it to the core!"
"After that, he sent people to attack my brother Sasuke Uchiha, causing my brother to be poisoned and dying."
"So, I decided to take revenge and go to the Shimura Clan to kill people."
Every time he spoke, his voice became deeper. When he finished the last sentence, the tip of his nose drooped slightly, and his eyes fell on the wooden board in front of his knees.
The crowd under the stage completely exploded. Some people patted their thighs, some covered their mouths, and some stood on tiptoes and squeezed forward, trying to see every detail on the stage more clearly.
Danzo lies on the ground.
Originally, he looked like a living dead, but his soul seemed to have been taken away from his whole body. His forehead was pressed against the wooden board, and his eyes were distractedly staring at the wood grain on the ground.
Until, he heard those words.
"I did it."
Danzo's body trembled suddenly. He raised his head, and his one eye went from lax to focused, from focused to sharp, like two rusty knives that had their edges sharpened again.
His eyes were fixed on Itachi's face, his lips began to tremble, and he let out an indistinct roar from his throat.
Then, he pounced forward!