Riding on the Prime Minister's exclusive express train, listening to the long whistle of the whistle in my ears, the scene outside the window in my eyes quickly receded, gradually turning into pieces of slightly blurred light and shadow.
At this time, Shisui took a long breath of breath. After realizing that he was temporarily out of danger, the tired look on his face could no longer be concealed, and even his eyes were slightly absent-minded.
Looking around, he saw that he was the only one in the luxuriously decorated train room, so he gently let go of his arms and placed the package in his arms on the soft cushion next to him.
After moving away, Shisui discovered that some of the thick dark red blood clots were firmly stuck to his chest, dyeing the black tights an extremely rich deep purple.
With all its edge gone, the Ninja sword was slowly returned to its sheath, and his hands were stretched forward, resting on the railing in front of him to act as support.
The veins on the blood-stained back of the hand seemed to have just come to their senses and gradually returned to normal. Shisui's head hung down, messy hair covering his eyes. The kaleidoscope turned into black pupils again and closed tightly.
'finished?'
A question emerged in Shisui's mind, and he couldn't help but recall the series of encounters today. He only felt that his three views seemed to be constantly being destroyed and reshaped.
Face after face, some were ferocious, some were lonely, some were sad, some were condensed, some were insane, some were full of profound meaning, some were sneering, or some were sighing helplessly. What happened in one day was even more exciting than what Shisui had seen in the past ten years.
The sum added.
At this moment, the hustle and bustle of the world is far away, and only the sound of the wind passing by the window and the rumble of the friction between the iron wheel and the track ring through my ears.
Shisui's heart gradually calmed down, and his brain, which was a mess, seemed to have recovered the most basic thinking ability. He couldn't help but think about the last words Shiranui Kusama said to him.
The political system of the Fire Nation, is there any significance in studying this?
Compared to the above-mentioned questions, Zhisui was more interested in the mysterious military commander. After all, he helped him solidly. Although he didn't know the reason, he knew in his heart...
Without Shiranui Kusama, and without the train he was currently riding, there was a high probability that he would be stopped by Nonou's men and eventually die in the Land of Fire. Even if he awakened the Mangekyo Sharingan, the result would probably not be too great.
Big change.
After all, my family knows their own affairs...
Shisui is aware of the fact that he is only ten years old this year. Whether it is physical strength or chakra, he has reached the limit at this moment. During the confrontation at the train station, if he had started the battle earlier...
There is a high probability that he will not survive until Shiranui Kusama and the others rescue him.
Awakening the Mangekyō Sharingan was unexpected, and the new high-level Blood Succession Eye Technique was not too powerful.
At the very least, Shisui couldn't mobilize every bit of power in his eyes. He was able to perform Susanoo as soon as he opened his eyes. He was already performing beyond his level. What's more, he also used Betsutenjin once.
The large amount of chakra consumption and eye power consumption, coupled with the physical exhaustion caused by running for a long time, made Shisui feel a dull pain in every cell in his body, especially his eyeballs, which he didn't want to open at all.
'Can Lei Luo really cure, no, should I say resurrect Master Guanghui? Is the power of controlling life and death, the time ninjutsu, really that magical?'
'Lei Luo...do I really want to see that man on this trip?'
'What kind of person is he? What are the special meanings of the Fire Nation's political system, capitalism, and separation of powers?'
'Forget it, why are you thinking about all this? What does this have to do with me, a rebellious ninja who is about to leave the Country of Fire?"
As he thought about it, his thoughts gradually became blurred, and before he knew it, Shisui fell into a deep sleep. Even at the last moment, he did not give up the idea of leaving Konoha and the Country of Fire.
For Zhisui, Mitsue's misfortune aroused a strong sense of pity in his heart, and coupled with the agreement with Xiaodong, it was enough to drive him on the road to the Kingdom of Wind.
But this did not change at all, his inner rejection and disgust towards the senior officials.
Saving Mitsue was motivated by a sense of justice, and the same was true for becoming a rebellious nin. It was so complicated and yet so simple. The ten-year-old Uchiha boy couldn't tell many great truths. He only knew that he should follow his own beliefs.
action……
That’s it.
…
"Kageyama Shou, what do you mean?"
In a flat tone, without any emotion at all, Kageyama Mamoru stared intently at the woman in front of him. The blood stains on her clothes had not yet been cleaned up, and the whole person seemed to have just been fished out of a pool of blood, exuding a cold aura.
.
Time, six o'clock in the afternoon.
Location: The second floor of the Capitol Building, at the top of the stairs.
The corner of his eye swept over Nonou's empty left shoulder and right arm. Kageyama Mamoru seemed to understand something, but also seemed to know nothing. The expression on his face gradually changed from surprise to confusion. Mr. Prime Minister naturally pretended
Confused.
"Your Excellency, Dai Hokage, if you are referring to the Jonin and others, then I can answer you now. It did come from my order. After all, they gathered people to cause trouble at the train station, which undoubtedly violated the provisions of the constitution."
"Even if Mr. Prime Minister is in person, he can't find anything wrong."
Listening to Kageyama Mamoru's neither humble nor overbearing words, he glanced over and happened to see Shiranui Kusama and Gekko Kando standing behind each other. He saw these two guys pretending to nod respectfully to him...
A sneer appeared at the corner of Nonoyu's lips, but after thinking about it, her remaining rationality still drove her to give up her plan to order the attack. She just said softly, turned around and left, and the jonins behind quickly followed.
.
"Tomorrow morning, I want to see the same thing appear in front of me."
Konoha and the military region are at full-scale war, and she cannot bear this responsibility.
On the other side, there was no threatening content in the lingering sound floating in the ears, but Kageyama Shou's face was full of solemnity. Looking at the bloody back that was gradually going away, the white robe stained red by blood, he slowly
Exhale slowly and take a long breath.
"Go back and let them go."
After a pause, seeing Shiranui and Kusama nodding one after another, Kageyama Mamoru hesitated for a few seconds, lowered his voice, and whispered:
"Report today's events to the Kingdom of Wind as soon as possible. Mr. Prime Minister should know... what his wife has done without telling him."
Shiranui Kusama nodded again, and at the end, he looked at Yueguang Kando, quietly leaned into Kageyama Mamoru's ear, and whispered something, which made the latter couldn't help but look at the corridor where Nonou and others disappeared, and murmured
Said to himself:
"Those two kunoichi...did they even involve innocent people?"
"Nonoyu..."
A cold light flashed unconsciously in his old eyes.
The crazed lunatic woman, the insane Hokage, and the cruel and murderous Prime Minister's wife are no longer qualified to hold the great power of Konoha. No matter what the reason, Nonou's actions have seriously violated the law and morality.
bottom line.
Maybe it's time to talk to the MPs.
As long as there is a slight change in Mr. Prime Minister's attitude, the impeachment process should be launched immediately.