Hokage: Sorry, Danzo is a good person

The moon shyly hid behind the clouds, leaned out slightly and looked at the people on the ground.

The cold wind at night blew up the fallen leaves, whirled and flew into the sky, and then wobbled down again.

In a certain woods, nearly a hundred Konoha ninjas were lurking on a big tree wearing animal masks and night clothes. One of the ninjas jumped to the side of the leader and said close to his ear:

"Minister Danzo, we have arrived at the target location."

The leader took off the mask covering his face, revealing an extremely handsome face. It was Shimura Danzo, who listened to his words, nodded, and narrowed his fox-like eyes, as if he was planning something.

Looking at the camp where the bonfire was burning not far away, he tapped his fingers on the tree trunk unconsciously, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

Turning his head to look at the group of root ninjas behind him, he said: "Be more energetic, this is the collective debut of our roots."

"Yes!"

As the elite of the Konoha ninja elite, every root ninja is at least an elite zhongnin. Of course, they do their part for this crucial task.

"Do you understand the mission requirements?"

All root ninjas remembered Hokage's special request before departure, they must perfectly lurk behind the enemy, cut off their logistics transportation, and nodded solemnly.

"Understood, perfect lurking!"

Hearing this answer, Danzo frowned slightly, and asked again:

"Be specific."

They looked at each other, were silent for a while, and answered with some hesitation.

"Kill all enemies."

Only then did Danzo nodded in satisfaction, stroked his beardless chin, and said with a smile:

"Ruzi can be taught!"

Stretching out his hand, Zanpakuto quietly appeared in his hand, the tip of the knife facing the brightly lit enemy camp ahead.

"Next, give them a big gift, and let their blood give me the root of Konoha."

"It's really flattering them, everyone, follow me!"

Mizuki Yuma took Danzo's words, stretched out his fingers, said something to the ninja behind him, and rushed over immediately.

The root ninja followed behind unwillingly, but in the process of advancing, there was a special law faintly in the team, which connected everyone's aura together and deeply restrained.

The coalition ninjas occupy the stronghold.

The rock ninja team in charge of duty kept walking and patrolling, chatting on the mouth, one of the ninjas looked around and said to the team members:

"Everyone, don't team up with Yunin when you go out to do missions."

"why?"

Everyone in the team got together curiously and asked.

"Ahem." He put his fist on his lips and coughed a few times.

A few ninjas took out a pack of cigarettes from their arms in seconds and lit them skillfully for him.

"Hey, the smoke from the Kingdom of Fire is strong enough, I know you guys have it."

Taking a deep breath, he was reluctant to spit it out, looking at the cigarette between his fingers with hazy eyes.

Since the war, it has become more and more difficult to buy this kind of cigarettes.

"Okay, okay, you old smoker, but I'm on my last pack, go ahead and talk."

Iwanobu who took out the cigarette gave him a blank look, put it away preciously, and hurriedly urged him.

"That's what my cousin's third uncle's nephew said. He's at the headquarters."

"Hey, your relatives have a wide network."

He tilted his head slightly satisfied, and took another drag on his cigarette.

"That is, don't we have many brothers joining the vanguard?

As a result, just a week ago, tsk tsk tsk. "

As if thinking of something, he shook his head regrettably, and the group of people around him became anxious immediately.

"Say it quickly! If you break the chapter, you will die!"

"Don't worry, as a result, our Yannin and the Wunin next door are gone, and only Yunin and the others have come back."

Hearing this news, they gasped. Knowing that there are quite a few ninjas in the vanguard, they immediately thought of something.

"Hiss~ Could it be that they were killed by our own people?"

"Who knows? Just be careful anyway."

The sparks of the cigarette were getting darker and darker. Iwanin took a sharp puff, put it under his nose and smelled it, and threw the cigarette butt behind him.

The cigarette butt drew an arc in the air, but there was no sound of landing.

He looked back curiously, but he didn't expect that a pair of sharp claws stretched out and directly pierced his throat.

Shaking off the blood stained on the spikes, Mizuki Yuma kicked down the dead smoker Iwanobu, stretched out his hand to take the cigarette butt off his head, threw it on him in disgust, spit, and said disdainfully:
"Damn it, don't you know what public morality is! Throwing cigarette butts around is really embarrassing to the ninja."

Then he looked at the rest of the rock ninjas and greeted them "kindly".

Digiiwa Shinobi, who was in charge of vigilance, saw Yuma Mizuki appearing suddenly with a dazed expression on his face. After he regained his composure, he wanted to shout out, but felt a pain in his chest.

Looking down, a sharp Xiuchun knife had pierced through his chest, and then fell powerlessly to the ground.

"It's really rude, you don't even say hello."

After nodding to the root ninja who solved them, he looked at all the tents, where all the rock ninjas were still asleep.

"This is the last patrol team, right? It's time to visit the master after saying hello, otherwise, it's impolite."

The spikes on his hand stretched out again, Mizuki Yuma slowly walked into one of the tents, in that white tent, bright red flowers were constantly blooming.

All the root ninjas pulled out the Xiuchun knife together, and the shining blade and the moon sticking out complement each other.