The four-lobite has no way, "The three guys in the head of the boss of Tuanzang are all elm pimples, saying that they deserve it."

Even if others bully them, they rarely fight back, and they still treat themselves as ordinary people, working in the quarry every day, no matter how much we persuade them, it's useless!"

Zhicun Tuanzang was not surprised after listening to the fourlobite's complaints, and he was not angry because of his ineffective work.

Kurama Showa is a master of illusion comparable to the Uchiha patriarchs of previous dynasties, and he was already a famous master during the Warring States period, and he was even seven or eight years older than him.

But later, because of too much killing, it caused a serious mental illness, so he took the initiative to lock himself in Konoha's prison, saying that it was to suppress the demons.

It should be 30 years since you calculate it, and it's normal for these young people to not know the fame of this old-timer, otherwise how could a huge Konoha prison let a guy who is only good at physical skills become the leader.

"Sure enough, you have to rely on yourself to go out in person, you don't have to worry about this, I will go and meet them.

"Why does the boss of Tuanzang have to care about those three old men, they are all old like that, even if they have the strength, how much is left?"

"You don't understand, even if some people are old, they are also existences that you can't afford to provoke.

After speaking, Shimura stood up, propped up his crutches, and walked to the quarry.

After staying with this group of people with simple limbs and developed minds for a long time, his thinking is a little rigid, and it is time to use it.

A

group of ninjas in green leather jackets supervise a group of ninjas in gray prison clothes to mine iron ore.

As soon as Shimura Tunzo arrived, he saw the group of arrogant ninjas, standing in two rows with hula and bowing respectively.

"Hello Elder Shimura Danzo!" this

shout made the ninjas who were buried in their work feel relieved.

"The regimental leader is here, we can rest for a while.

Soon, several ninjas threw down their pickaxes and stretched, "Well, it's good that I don't know when we'll be able to return to Konoha." At

this time, several people were still tinkling and doing their work.

"Hmm"

Shimura Danzou just snorted lightly with his nose, didn't pay attention to them at all, and went straight to the three unsociable old men.

"I didn't expect that the illusion that was terrifying in the past would now be so down. None

of the three people paid attention to the movements in Tuan Zang's hands, and kept pounding.

Shimura Danzou is not angry, after all, these three old people are all first-class masters, and they have a little special temper, which is called strange.

"The Kurama clan has recently been reduced to selling medicine for a living. He

didn't say much, just a simple sentence made the leading Kurama Showa put down the tools in his hand.

"No way. "

The Kurama clan is the fourth largest clan in the early days of Konoha founding, and the dead camel is bigger than the horse, no matter how weak it is, it is impossible for it to be bullied by other small clans.

"How is it impossible for the Kurama clan, although every few generations will awaken a ninja with a strong bloodline, the awakened people of this generation and the awakened people of the previous generation were assassinated when they were less than a teenager, and they didn't grow up at all.

Coupled with the fact that there are illusion masters like the Uchiha, the ordinary ninjas of the Kurama clan are gradually no longer needed, and there is one less clan of resources, and loneliness is naturally the norm.

"How is that possible!" Kurama

Showa couldn't believe the news, and gradually fell into pain, and the demons that had been comfortable for 30 years began to gain the upper hand again.

At this moment, the sealing spell on his arm was also broken in an instant, and the chakra, which had been suppressed for 30 years, began to skyrocket.

Seeing that there was about to be a big mess, the two friends next to him were shocked and immediately stepped forward to hold him.

"Kurama Showa, be sober, you have to control yourself.

But at this time, Anma Showa's mind had already fallen into self-isolation, as if another consciousness had taken control of the body, and muttered to himself, "The second generation of adults said that they can protect the prosperity of our family, I want to leave the prison, and I want to see a thousand hands."

As soon as he finished speaking, his thoughts flew around him and began to gradually form illusions.

One of the old men was entangled in his heart, he knew that Showa was out of control, and if he didn't want to make a bigger mess, the only way now was to kill him.

But they have been eating and living together for 30 years, and he really can't do it.

At the moment when he hesitated, everyone within a radius of hundreds of miles was pulled into a huge illusion by him.

Countless armor-clad Sengoku ninjas armed with spears and sharp knives are preparing to attack other prisoners and ninjas.

"It's too late, and if you don't do it now, I'm afraid you'll be bleeding.

He tore off the charm from his arm and pointed the pickaxe in his hand at Showa's head.

Gently lifted and fell, but the result he was about to see did not happen, and his entire hand, along with the weapon in his hand, was erased like a paintbrush.

Illusion, he is in the illusion now!

Kurama Showa has begun to rebel against the intervention in reality.

When the chaos in the illusion space began, all the ninja jailers tried their best to resist, but they faced the hundred battle ninjas of the Warring States, and their strength was more than a step stronger than them.

Although their ninjutsu was not exquisite, they were all proficient in physical skills and sword techniques, and in less than half a minute, many people were seriously injured.

After Shimura Danzou solved his opponent, he quietly watched all this, and he stayed out of it, as if he was enjoying a wonderful stage play.

"It is worthy of a strong man who came out of the Warring States Period, just one illusion is worth these hundreds of mediocre people, but it is better not to kill or injure too much, this will be a bargaining chip in my hand in the future."

Shimura Danzou stretched out his hand and removed the gauze from his eyes, and the three-hooked jade wheel eyes swirled in his eyes.

With one hand, he stretched out his five fingers to pierce the gauze that wrapped him, and his hands were unhurried.

The bright eyeballs seemed to have turned into the moon on the horizon, watching everyone in the illusion.

Then the sound of glass shattering seemed to be heard in everyone's ears, the radius shattered, and the people who attacked them disappeared, only the wounds left on their bodies made them feel real.

Under the gaze of the writing wheel, Showa Kurama, who had just gone crazy, also calmed down.

Before everyone could react, Shimura Danzou wrapped his hands and eyes again, and once again turned into the appearance of the disabled old man.

Of course, he had just cracked the illusion, and it was not as easy as it seemed, and it was enough to consume the pupil power of a three-hook jade, so that a bright red eye on his arm slowly turned black and closed, but with the warmth of Mu Dun cells, he should be able to recover soon.

"Sober, can you talk about it?".

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