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Chapter Eighteen: Torture

"Who are you?" The official who was stationed here by the Daimyo of the Land of Fire immediately stood up. Unlike the panic on other faces, he was actually very calm.

"Aomori Town is protected by Konoha, please don't make any mistakes!" He brought out Konoha's signboard, hoping to intimidate the other party.

The masked man who suddenly broke in chuckled: "Konoha? Konoha is thousands of miles away. I would like to know what they are using to protect you?"

Hearing this, the official's face turned pale. His tone clearly indicated that he was not ready to be kind!

But he didn't give up yet and tried to pull the ninja's skin: "Sir, we hired a team of Konoha ninjas not long ago. Counting the time, they are almost here!"

The mysterious man wearing a fox mask then spoke, exposing his lies one by one: "You mean the ninja team that just left not long ago? They are returning to Konoha now, and I'm afraid they won't be able to accept your employment."

The officer's heart sank to the bottom. When the masked man opened his mouth, he understood everything clearly, and he was clearly prepared.

The other party came to the door at this time, leaving them with nothing to do.

In the banquet hall, there was a town official sitting behind the crowd. When he saw this scene, he quietly moved his buttocks and moved towards a half-open small door.

"The door is open! God is helping me. Before that guy notices it, leave quickly and secretly. When the time comes, we will send troops from the town..." Before he could finish his thoughts, he heard a 'swish' sound.

One sound.

Under the cover of candles, a cold light passed through the crowd and was nailed to the middle of the official's forehead.

The blood was flowing like a stream, and he flopped twice unwillingly, and then he completely lost his life.

"Dead, dead!" Some guys with poor mental endurance screamed in fright in public.

Then several more shurikens flew past, causing those who screamed to shut their mouths forever.

After turning from Uzumaki Naruto to Uzumaki Menma, Menma found that his mentality had changed a lot.

Of course I am not afraid of killing, but my 'evil' side is so murderous, I am afraid this is something I would never have imagined.

"Everyone be quiet!" the official scolded in a low voice. "Sir, we will not resist you. If you have anything to do, please tell me."

He guessed that the masked man must have wanted to find him and the others for some reason. Otherwise, he could have started killing as soon as he came in, leaving rivers of blood and corpses everywhere.

The masked man took a few steps forward, and Shi Shiran walked to the main seat and sat down.

A black coat was draped around him, and the fox mask on his face had a strange beauty, but his voice was as cold as the unchanging ice in the hell world.

"You collect so many orphans every year, where do they send them? To whom?" Menma asked, looking around the crowd.

For a while, no one dared to answer the question.

"You answer." Menma pointed to someone in the crowd.

The man's body was trembling slightly and his lips were moving, as if he wanted to speak, but no sound came out.

"It seems that you are very scared." Menma let out a chuckle and suddenly put his body back. "You are afraid that the ninjas of Konoha will take revenge after telling you, right?"

"You're afraid of them, but not me?"

He stretched out a finger and pointed it at the silent man. A ray of light shot out from the fingertips. The moment the man came into contact with the light, he turned into a mouse!

"Squeak, squeak, squeak," the mouse made a quick sound, but his voice had already become like a mouse, and humans couldn't understand it at all.

Everyone in the banquet hall saw this scene with a look of fear on their faces.

A big living person just turned into a mouse?

"You guys," Menma said, "you are all villains who prey on the common people and plunder the people's fat and anointing!"

"The people work hard to feed you rats, but you don't give anything back to the townspeople."

"Today, let me work for them. Pigs, cattle, sheep, horses, chickens, ducks, fish and geese, whatever do you want to be like!"

As soon as they heard that they and others had met this fate, these people couldn't help but their legs trembled, their whole bodies felt so weak that they could hardly stand still.

Being transformed into beasts like pigs, cattle, sheep and horses is a great torture and insult to them!

Now, they no longer dared to hide anything and took the initiative to explain.

"Sir...Sir, these children have nothing to do with us!" Some people couldn't help but start begging for mercy.

"Those Konoha ninjas told us that these children were picked up to train them to become ninjas."

"We don't know who those ninjas are. When they came to take people away, they all had masks on their faces, so their identities couldn't be identified at all."

"I actually heard them talk once, and it seemed that they called themselves [Gen]"

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These people poured out all kinds of information. After Menma summarized it, he roughly figured out the truth of the matter.

First of all, it was indeed the roots led by Danzo that took away so many orphans.

The reason for taking these orphans away is definitely not to train them into ninjas, but mostly to capture them for human experiments or something.

If this is a good thing, then why don't these people send their children in?

As for why Danzo wanted to look for someone outside the village, Menma could easily deduce it.

After all, Orochimaru had learned from his mistakes. As long as Danzo didn't go crazy, he should have known not to attack the people in the village.

What's more, no matter how stupid the Sandaime Hokage is, he will never allow Danzo to stretch out his hand openly.

As Danzo, the "dark side of Konoha", he should lurk in the darkness. Isn't this natural?

The reason why they are so active in helping Danzo find orphans is not only the threat of power, but also the temptation of profit.

Through questioning, Menma found out that if these children were 'sold' to Konoha, each of them could earn two hundred thousand taels! Fifty children, that would be an income of ten million taels!

You know, the maximum reward for a B-level mission for a ninja is only two hundred thousand taels. In other words, Danzo's [root] needs to be purchased from these ordinary people at a cost equivalent to at least fifty B-level missions every year.

Orphans who were 'robbed'.

"Danzo is really rich." Menma sighed.

As the son of the fourth generation, he did not receive any inheritance; Uchiha Sasuke, as the only legal heir to the Uchiha clan, only had a few houses and remote and worthless residences to inherit.

So whose pocket did all the wealth of the huge Uchiha clan end up in?

Menma just thought about it for a moment, and combined with Danzo's wealth, he came to a conclusion.

"Sooner or later, Danzo will have to spit out everything he swallowed!" Menma thought in his heart.

After getting all the answers, he didn't stay here too long, but left directly.

Everyone in the banquet hall breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the 'evil star' walking out.

But before they could leave the place quickly, they heard a shrill cry from outside: "Water has escaped! Put out the fire!"

A fire overnight burned the house, which had been built with the countless blood and sweat of the people of Aomori Town, to ashes, and swept away a large number of oppressors from the heads of the people.


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