The old man was very angry, but he was very angry.

A question mark slowly appeared above Sakumo's head?

What news? Haven't you been with me all the time?

Where did the information come from?

"Hey, brother Sakumo, you don't understand. This person is the descendant of the Eight-Tails Jinchuriki. He should be the candidate Jinchuriki of the Cloud Ninja!"

Takahashi Yong pointed at the unconscious Fukai and said.

Sakumo also carefully examined Fukai's face. The distinct green and white hair was indeed very distinctive.

"He doesn't look like the Jinchuriki who died in the camp, but he does look a bit like the first Jinchuriki of the Eight-Tails."

"Who cares? I'm pretty sure this guy is a Jinchuriki candidate, but he doesn't have the Eight-Tails in his body!"

Takahashi Yong waved his hand to interrupt Sakumo's memories, and said to Sakumo in a decisive tone.

He carried Fukai on his shoulders and called Sakumo to go back.

"But brother Sakumo, how did you know what the first Jinchuriki of the Eight-Tails looked like?"

With the wind resistance broken by Takahashi Yong, Sakumo followed Takahashi Yong very effortlessly using wind attribute chakra, and looked at him with strange eyes.

"Photos, Takahashi, don't be so behind the times! People of our age also have to keep up with the times."

...

"Oh, sorry, I always forget your age when I'm with you. I remember you were only 16 years old, right?"

...

Takahashi Yong's full speed made Fukai on his shoulders dizzy.

By nightfall, they still hadn't reached the campsite, so they camped at Sakumo's suggestion.

Fukai was tied up tightly with the materialized murderous aura, and it was difficult for him to breathe. Now Fukai was awake and said to Takahashi Yong who was leaning against a tree.

"Why tie me up? There are no prisoners in the Hidden Cloud Village!"

Takahashi Yong sat by the bonfire lit by Sakumo, enjoying the warmth brought by the bonfire in the mountains where the temperature difference between day and night is large.

"Oh, yes, you reminded me."

Upon hearing this, Takahashi materialized a ball of murderous aura and stuffed it into Fukai's mouth to prevent him from biting his tongue to commit suicide.

Fukai was tied up by the murderous aura like a red cicada pupa, twisting and struggling on the ground, and could only make hesitant sounds because his mouth was blocked.

Sakumo jumped out from nowhere, holding several fresh silver fish strung with straw ropes in his hands.

"There are only so many in the surrounding streams. I've been here for a long time and there are no more."

"You may be hungry tonight, Takahashi."

Sakumo looked very guilty. He failed to catch more prey. This might not fill Takahashi's teeth.

"Hey~ Brother Sakumo, it's a mission period. It's okay to be hungry. Just treat me to a meal when you return to the village."

Takahashi did not explain. With the help of [Unbreakable Perseverance], he ate a lot and was not hungry for a long time, unless he was injured like before.

"Okay! Takahashi, I'm sorry for you."

Sakumo felt even more guilty. Sakumo was really a good person.

"Let me grill it. Takahashi, you don't know that I actually have the title of "Little Prince of Dry Fried River Fish."

"Grilled fish is of course a piece of cake!"

"Okay! Brother Sakumo, it's up to you tonight!"

...

Bang!

Fukai, who was tied up tightly, was thrown in front of Danzo by Takahashi.

Didn't I tell you to go and put pressure on me?

How come you came back in just one day? And you brought back a Kumo Ninja?

"He's the candidate for the Eight-Tails Jinchuriki!"

Takahashi Yong pointed at Fukai on the ground and wanted to see Danzo's reaction.

"Oh~ Does he have a special physique? He can suppress the tailed beasts."

Danzo was a little surprised and looked at Fukai, who looked like a cicada pupa.

"Brother Takahashi, how can you be so rude? This is the future talent of our Konoha."

Danzo said with a righteous face, as if he had never met a good general.

Takahashi Yong: "No! Brother Danzo, he is Ai's cousin, what the hell are you trying to win over!"

"Ah~? Then why did you bring him back? Arashi, drag him out and kill him!"

Danzo's interest was greatly reduced. These Kumo Ninja people were all reckless men who would rather die than surrender. It was a complete waste of expression.

"No! Brother Danzo, he is the candidate for the Eight-Tails Jinchuriki! But he doesn't have the Eight-Tails!"

Takahashi Yong saw that Danzo didn't get the point, so he anxiously hinted.

"Ah↓↑!"

Danzo immediately retreated tactically!

He immediately lifted the door curtain and stretched out a big hand.

"Lan, spare his life!"

Danzo pushed aside the messy documents on the table, and the master of desktop cleaning belonged to him.

He spread the map in his arms on the table, and took out a small map of the surroundings of the Hidden Cloud Village that was the same as Sakumo's.

He completely understood

Understand what Takahashi Yong meant!

The Eight-Tails had an accident!!

He, Danzo, had never fought a battle with such a big advantage!

The Raikage was seriously injured, and the Eight-Tails died!

A gentleman hides his talents and waits for the right time!

Now the right time has come!

If he doesn't act now, when will he act!

As for the Two-Tails? It's just Takahashi Yong's plaything! Even Sakumo can hold it back, and if he can break the defense, he might be able to kill it directly.

"Arashi! Are there any people left? Quick! War meeting!"

"Call in all the jounins with flowers on their shoulders!"

Danzo wrote and drew on the map like a madman, leaving Takahashi Yong and Sakumo aside.

Takahashi and Sakumo smiled at each other, and Sakumo shrugged, as if to say, Danzo-sama is like this, he's used to it.

The jounins walked in with joy on their faces. At this time, holding a war meeting was nothing more than Kumogakure announcing surrender or notifying matters to return to the village.

However, seeing that Danzo had already started studying the map, they all stopped smiling.

Accident?

The jonins frowned. What kind of accident could happen now?

Seeing that Takahashi Yong and Sakumo were sitting steadily at the table, the jonins put their hanging hearts back into their stomachs.

Yamanaka Arashi, who was very knowledgeable about the ways of the world, brought the brewed tea and placed it in front of Takahashi Sakumo, and then stood aside.

Seeing that Yamanaka Arashi had not taken a seat, the others naturally filled the tent.

There was no discussion, no whispering, just silently watching the busy Danzo.

This commander who always faced the third generation of Raikage had already won their trust. Although the effect was not good, he always ran on the front line of the battlefield to try to stop the Raikage.

Although he was not as good as the Raikage, no one blamed him. He had tried his best.

The silence and tense atmosphere filled the entire tent, as if it was overflowing.

The atmosphere of the camp seemed to be infected by the atmosphere of the command tent, and the sparse and small sounds disappeared unconsciously.

The whole camp seemed to be suspended, and the actions of various people in their hands could not help but stop.

The sight of the camp seemed to be focused on this tent, and thousands of eyes outside were looking at the busy Danzo through the tent cloth.

Takahashi Yong also felt this suffocating atmosphere. He felt that Danzo must be deeply loved by the people in the eastern defense zone. This morale was about to poke a hole in the sky.

Finally.

Danzo put down the pen in his hand and looked at the ninjas who had been following him in the tent.

His eyes were full of crazy bloodshot, and he asked firmly.

"You..."

"Do you want revenge!?"

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