Hokage Danzo: I am justice

Tuan Zang walked in the dim underground water channel, but he didn't expect that the intelligence organization of Wuyin Village was really a

common urine here, and the intelligence assassination was really such a gloomy environment.

The journey was very smooth, and the vigilance devices such as the organ sealing technique did not have any effect on the regiment, and a few unlucky eggs were solved by the way.

The labyrinth-like passage still tortured a captive before reaching its final destination.

Deep in the complex sewers, in a separate space,...... Only a hint of twisted laughter and a muffled snort of pain could be heard inside....

Click

, click... Footsteps came from the dark tunnel

: "I don't know if I'm busy at this time?" Get out..." Looking

at the watermelon mountain puffer ghost who was scolding with his back to him, he was seriously disassembling the pipa bone of an unlucky egg.

"Excuse me, is the Watermelon Mountain Puffer Ghost at home?"

At this time, the watermelon mountain puffer ghost only discovered the abnormality, and the guy behind him in the perception actually did not exist.

"Huh..." The

torture device used to torture the prisoner in his hand was thrown directly towards Tuan Zang.

Danzo easily avoided

looking at this old friend, and he was impressed by the country of waves at the beginning.

"Who are you?" The watermelon mountain puffer ghost picked up the mackerel on the side and looked at Tuan Zang vigilantly.

"We're old friends." Tuan Zang stretched out his palm, and a wicked smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

A red chakra surrounded the palm, like the coat of a tailed beast, which appeared dazzling in the dim space.

"Tweet..." The scales of the mackerel muscles rubbed back and forth, and began to twist as if alive.

"Muscle, what's wrong with you? Bastard..." flicked off the muscles, and the palm of the watermelon mountain puffer fish ghost was already covered in blood.

The muscles that were thrown on the ground crawled with scales and came to Tuan Zang's legs, scraping Tuan Zang's thighs like pets.

"What did you do to the muscles?" The watermelon mountain puffer ghost watched angrily as his weapon defected to the enemy.

"The weapon will also choose the master, it seems that you will not get his approval, the game time is up..." Grabbing

the handle stretched out by the mackerel, he rushed towards the watermelon mountain puffer ghost.

............

After 10 minutes

, I looked at the blood-stained muscles and the watermelon mountain puffer ghost on the ground.

"It seems that I am quite suitable for using a knife, right?"

There was silence around, and the ghost mackerel helplessly walked out of the fork in the dark

: "Sir, it seems that it is not very suitable to use a knife..." Thinking

of the battle just now, the other party was completely playing the watermelon mountain puffer ghost, which made people unable to resist at all.

What a dismal answer. I laid out the surroundings, how did you find out about the situation. Flicking the blood-stained mackerel, Tuan Zang also looked at the dried persimmon ghost mackerel, a man with a shark face.

"We dry persimmon people, in addition to the large amount of chakra, also have a sensitive sense of smell..." said and glanced at the watermelon mountain puffer ghost on the ground,

"But now it seems that this ability does not help me."

Tuan Zang had a smile on the corner of his mouth

, "Is that going to fight?" Looking at the plot character of the dried persimmon ghost mackerel, I am still very interested.

"No thanks, sir, I'm not an opponent." The tone is extremely sincere, but the tense body is ready to react.

Although the atmosphere of the conversation between the two sides was quite good, the feeling of aura locked, let the ghost mackerel's intuition tell him that if he shot, he would die.

The watermelon mountain puffer ghost, who is no longer in human form, his strength is almost the same as him, and he doesn't want to be smashed like this.

"It's really boring, so are you interested in joining my organization?"

Tuanzo shook his head with some disappointment, and turned around to meet the inhuman-shaped prisoner who had been tortured tied to the torture device.

"Looking forward to it, sir, I am planning to leave the village."

Tuan Zang casually threw the mackerel to the dry persimmon ghost mackerel who knew the time, and walked towards the exit direction, while the dry ghoul mackerel followed closely behind.

The two came all the way to a restaurant in the village, and meals had already been prepared in the private room.

The "adult" waiter respectfully handed over a list to Tuan Zang.

Tuan Zang pushed

the list to the ghost mackerel, and "three days"

the ghost mackerel scanned the list at random, grinning, making the already not very kind face look even more vicious.

"Yes, sir, I am familiar with this business."

For Tuan Zang, the ghost mackerel was just an accident, and even the task given to him was only dispensable.

However, the process of joining the organization still had to go

in just three days, and the entire desolate Wuyin Village became even quieter.

Even the ninjas that used to be common on the streets have disappeared.

Mizukage lost contact, many high-ranking people were assassinated, and countless ninjas were taken away.

In just half a month, the daimyo's letter of appointment came down, and Terumi became the current situation of the fifth generation of water shadow stable misty hidden village.

The dried persimmon ghost mackerel has also become, the new leader of the intelligence organization in Wuyin Village.