Mizuno Ichiro's Adam's apple rolled up and down. He took a deep breath and suppressed the panic that surged from his stomach back deep into his chest. He tried his best to make his voice sound smooth, but the end of his voice still trembled slightly.
"Your Highness Daimyo, I hope Lord Yongye can give him the three prisoners Akatsuki..."
Yongye raised his hand and stopped him before he finished speaking. His voice still had the same lazy tone, but every word carried undoubted weight.
"Hidan, don't think about it. He has to make the Public Toilet toilet for a period of time first! What I said, Sage of Six Paths can't change it even after he comes. As for the other two, you can take them."
Mizuno Ichiro glanced at the four huddled figures on the floor again, and his Adam's apple rolled again.
He hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded instead of being tough to the end.
"That's okay too."
Yongye's eyes were fixed on his face, and there was a clearer direction in his voice, as if he was reminding the other party that there was still one thing that had not been done.
"Say thank you."
Mizuno Ichiro's mouth twitched slightly.
I roared and cursed in my heart: Thank you, this is what you subordinates should do! You bastard, you still keep the most valuable one!
While cursing in his heart, his body was very honest. He immediately bent down and bowed deeply. His voice came out of his throat with a stiffness that he could hear.
"Thank you! Thank you Lord Yongye for your generosity!"
Yongye waved his hand as casually as to shoo away a fly that landed on the windowsill.
"Okay, you can get out."
Mizuno Ichiro's face turned red again, and he roared in his heart: Daimyo Your Highness has never spoken to me like this!
But his eyes stopped on Yongye's face for a moment, then quickly moved away, landing on the four still twitching figures on the floor.
He pursed his lips and tried to keep his voice calm.
"They are with me..."
Yongye's voice floated over from the back of the chair, carrying a malicious joking tone.
"Are you sure you want to go with them?"
Mizuno Ichiro's body suddenly paused. His eyes swept around the four figures on the ground who were still rolling around covering the same position, and then looked at his intact operating system.
He swallowed and shook his head repeatedly.
"No, no, I'll leave by myself."
He turned around and walked towards the door.
His pace was twice as fast as usual, and he rushed out of the office almost as if he was running away. The door panel closed behind him with a short click, and then a series of rapid footsteps sounded in the corridor, getting farther and farther away.
Ten minutes later, Mizuno Ichiro stood at the edge of the open space at the Konoha entrance. I was very glad that I didn't talk too much just now. I was very Rage Uchiha Yongye crazy and rude.
Fūma Kojirō and three other powerful ninjas, the dignified Land of Fire Twelve Guardian Ninja fourth, were stripped naked and hung from Wooden Frame at the entrance of the village!
Their limbs were tied with ropes, and their bodies hung in the air like a "big" character. Their skin glowed pale in the afternoon sun.
The four people were already awake, but their Chakra was sealed and they were still mentally traumatized. They could not even struggle. They could only hang there, uttering vague curses in their throats, and were pointed at by villagers passing by.
Konoha's unruly people spoke actively and used vicious words. After talking about Konoha, the four people almost died of anger.
Mizuno Ichiro stood in the shadow next to Wooden Frame, raised his head and glanced at the four suspended figures, then quickly lowered his gaze, turned around and walked quickly towards Uchiha Fugaku's home.
His back was always tense, like a single string being stretched to its limit.
He didn't dare to provoke Uchiha Yongye, but the pent-up anger had to find an outlet.
In Mizuno Ichiro's impression, Fugaku is Konoha High Command's public punching bag!
So, he found Uchiha Fugaku.
Uchiha Fugaku's hair is much longer than when Mizuno Ichiro was last seen, and it looks a bit messy. The sideburns are completely white, and the eye sockets are deeply sunken. The whole person seems to be more than ten years older.
Mizuno Ichiro sat down in front of him. Before he could speak, his eyes first glanced at the woman who came out from Japanese-Style Room on the side carrying a tea tray, Uchiha Mikoto.
Uchiha Mikoto is wearing a light purple kimono with a neatly tied belt. Her skin color has a warm luster under the sunlight. The complexion between her eyebrows and eyes is more than one level better than that of Fugaku. The whole figure seems to be living a second spring and is radiant.
Mizuno Ichiro's eyes stopped on Mikoto's face for a while, then he suppressed his evil thoughts and returned to Fugaku's body.
His voice was deliberately raised, with clear anger and questioning.
"You Uchiha Clan, do you want to betray Land of Fire! You actually hoisted Land of Fire Twelve Guardian Ninja to the entrance of the village!"
Uchiha Fugaku sighed with deep helplessness, "Uchiha Yongye did it, right?"
Mizuno Ichiro looked around cautiously and made sure there were no other figures on both sides of the corridor before nodding sharply.
His voice was still very high, as if he was trying to pour out the anger he had been holding all the way.
"That's him! I know he is very powerful! But he is not afraid of Land of Fire, how can you Uchiha be afraid?"
Fugaku twitched the corner of his mouth, making a bitter face that was even more ugly than crying. His voice was choked with a hint of helplessness and sourness that even he could hear.
"Of course we are afraid, but we can't control him!"
Mizuno Ichiro was stunned on the spot.
His mouth was open, and the breath in his throat was blocked by extreme shock. He paused for a moment before coming out again. His voice was higher than before, with an uncontrollable irritability.
"You can't control him? What do you do for a living? What about family education? Where about ninja education? Let his parents and family come forward and take care of him! If you can't take care of him, take care of his family!"
"Head of your clan, do you still need me to teach you these things?"
Fugaku's nose became even more sore, and a very thin layer of moisture filled his eyes, which he suppressed with his own strength. His voice was squeezed out from between his teeth, and every word was filled with an uncontrollable vibrato.
"Thanks to Shimura Danzō and Hiruzen Sarutobi, he doesn't have any family! The woman who lives with him is just his maid, and he doesn't care at all. Uchiha and Konoha, he doesn't care even more."
"It made him angry. He started killing every minute and then walked away!"
Mizuno Ichiro shivered violently!
The anger and questioning on his face faded away in that instant, like a layer of paint washed away by water, leaving only the gray-white base underneath.
There was only one thought left in my mind, roaring over and over: Shit Konoha, how could you create such an invincible person!
He raised his eyes again, glanced left and right again, and after making sure there was no one around, he lowered his voice extremely low, so low that only Fugaku could hear it.