Wang Chao stepped on the iron chain on his feet, Ma Han held down his shoulders, and pushed him down. The back of Danzo's head was stuck in the groove in the center of the knife rest, and under his neck was the iron-black knife rest.
The blade of the guillotine hangs one palm's width above the back of Danzo's neck.
The silver-white blade line glowed coldly in the sunlight, like a straightened moonlight.
Danzo was lying on the knife table, with the side of his face pressed against the cold iron surface.
He raised his one eye, looking past Wang Chao's vest, past Ma Han's knees, past the beam of the knife rest, and landed on the high platform.
Falling on Uchiha Yongye's face.
That eye was filled with hatred, so intense that it was almost real, like a knife protruding from the eye socket, cutting through it one by one.
Before he was escorted out, Wang Chao said those words in his ear.
"Later."
"Truthfully confess your and Hiruzen Sarutobi's crimes."
"If Yongye is not satisfied."
"Uchiha Itachi will reverse the case and acquit."
"Let your... entire clan die in vain!"
Danzo was lying on the ground, staring at the upper of Wang Chao's shoes with one eye, and nodded immediately without thinking.
He can't let the white-eyed wolf Uchiha Itachi live, let alone let the whole family die in vain!
More importantly, Hiruzen Sarutobi and Danzo are also happy to make a fool of themselves!
Danzo hates Hiruzen Sarutobi.
I hate him for pretending to be innocent after destroying his entire family, I hate him for being hypocritical for decades and still claiming to be the strongest Hokage. Completely ruining Hiruzen Sarutobi's reputation is the last happy thing Danzo can do before he dies.
But he hates Uchiha Yongye even more!
This devil stepped on his head and climbed up, this devil held him down Dog-Head Guillotine.
Danzo's one eye was fixed on the face on the high platform, and the hatred in the pupils was so intense that the eye sockets were red.
He wants to take revenge, but he can't, he doesn't dare!
This makes Danzo Rage extremely frustrated and frustrated to the extreme!
Yongye sat behind the desk, looked at him, then looked away, and raised his chin in the direction of Zhan Zhao.
Zhan Zhao quickly walked to the side of the guillotine and held the handle of the guillotine in his right hand. The iron-black handle glowed dimly in his palm.
"Cut!"
One word, simple.
Zhan Zhao's wrist suddenly pressed down.
The blade of the guillotine fell from a palm height with a dull sound of breaking wind.
The silver-white blade drew an arc, cut into the skin of the back of Danzo's neck, cut through the bone seams of the cervical vertebrae, passed through the trachea, and exited from the bottom of the knife table.
Blood spurted out from the broken carotid artery, splashing on the iron surface of the knife platform, splashing on Wang Chao's trouser legs, and splashing on Stone Slab's ground. The dark red liquid glowed with warm steam in the sun and spread rapidly to all sides.
Danzo's mouth opens.
A scream rushed out of the throat, sharp and hoarse, and exploded in the empty hall. The sound squeezed out from the gap under the guillotine, with a tail sound like a leak, like a rusty knife scraping on the glass.
Then his whole body twitched.
He kicked his legs twice on both sides of the knife platform, and rubbed his toes on the ground twice, leaving two dark red blood marks. His fingers scratched the iron surface, and his nails made a sharp and sharp sound.
Then it stopped.
The hall was quiet for three full breaths.
Then the crowd started talking... Some people turned away, some clenched their fists, some bit their lips, and some stared at the spreading pool of blood without even blinking.
Danzo's head rolled down from the side of the knife table, bounced on the ground of Stone Slab, rolled two feet away, and stopped in the shadow where the light could not reach.
The one eye is still open, the pupil is dilated, and the trace of hatred remaining in the eye socket is quickly fading away, like an oil lamp that has been turned out.
Wang Chao bent down and picked up the head. He lifted it up by its hair. Blood beads dripped from the fracture, making a thin sound on the ground.
He turned around, walked to the front of the high platform, and raised the head.
Danzo's one eye looked at the dark crowd in the audience. The corners of his mouth were turned down, and his mouth was slightly open, revealing the yellowed teeth inside.
The crowd in the audience was quiet for a moment, and then applause broke out.
First there was one person, then a few, then a dozen people, and finally the entire hall.
Applause surged up like a tide, from east to west, from front to back, clapping together, vibrating back and forth in the empty hall.
Danzo's headless body was still lying on the knife table, and blood was still oozing out from the broken neck. The dark red liquid flowed down the edge of the knife table and formed a small puddle on the ground of Stone Slab.
Zhan Zhao Release the handle of the guillotine and step back half a step.
Yongye sat on the high platform, his eyes moved away from Danzo's body and fell on the old man in gray kimono in the crowd.
The old man was still standing there, his body no longer trembling. But his lips were pressed into a straight line, the muscles on his cheeks were tense, and his hands hung by his sides, his palms covered with sweat.
Yongye raised his right hand and picked up Gavel.
Snap.
"Retreat."
The eight Water-and-Fire Staff sticks were lifted up at the same time, the stick heads pointed to the ceiling, paused in mid-air, and fell down at the same time. The stick tails hit the Stone Slab ground, making eight dull loud noises.
Bang.
"Power--Wu--!"
Eight voices merged into one, echoing in the hall. Under the exaggeration of Danzo's bloody head, Mighty was domineering like never before!
The crowd gradually dispersed. Inoichi Yamanaka squinted his eyes, as if closing his eyes to rest, but in fact he was secretly locking the target.
Dog-Head Guillotine was put away, and the headless body of Danzo was dragged into the side passage. The head was placed on a wooden tray and followed behind the body.
Wang Chao walked at the end and cast Water Release: Water Shockwave continuously, washing the blood on the ground into the drainage ditch.
The sound of water splashed in the empty hall for a while.
After watching the good show, Orochimaru and Deva Path Pain left immediately and came to a narrow alley.
The walls on both sides were tall and peeling off, revealing the gray-brown bricks and stones underneath. There were a few clusters of dead grass growing on the top of the walls, swaying gently in the afternoon breeze.
Orochimaru walked in front, her long silver-gray hair swinging gently behind her shoulders.
Deva Path Pain walked two steps behind him, Red Cloud Robe's hem swept the ground, his steps were even, and the distance traveled by each step was exactly the same.
As soon as the two of them turned the corner of the alley, the sound of breaking through the air came from above.
Sharp! Rapid! Intensive!
Rows of figures descended from the sky.
Some people landed on the walls on both sides, some landed in the center of the alley in front, and some landed on the roof of the road from behind. From east to west, from front to back, this narrow alley was sealed tightly.
The leader fell directly in front of the two.
The hem of the white Hokage Robe spread out in the airflow, and the golden ponytail fluttered in an arc in the afternoon sun. Both feet stepped on the ground of Stone Slab, making a muffled sound.
Fifth Hokage, Tsunade.
She straightened up, her hands hanging by her sides, her eyes fixed on Orochimaru's face. Yin Seal shone slightly on her forehead, and the edges of the purple diamond-shaped Cursed Seal glowed faintly.