Konoha: Starting from Ninja World S-Class Rebellion

Hiruzaru Sarutobi's pupils were solidified, and he tapped the table with his index finger.

An Anbu came in an instant.

"Urgent mission, call Uzuki Yexi immediately."

"Yes." Anbu didn't ask much or think too much, and was ready to leave immediately after receiving the order.

"Wait." Hiruzaru Sarutobi raised his hand to signal him to stop, with an inexplicable smile on his lips.

"Mission code name: the last resort, no secret execution is required."

He, Sarutobi Hiruzen, had a good idea.

He wants to give Maoyue Yexi a character design that is enough to shock the nations.

Anbu's pupils froze for a moment, then immediately nodded and left.

"What do you mean?" Mitomon Yan looked at Hiruzaru Sarutobi and Danzo who were playing charades, and asked in confusion.

Hiruzaru Sarutobi took out a stack of documents from his desk.

"This is all the information about Uzuki Yeki that I collected in the village.

"It's also the reason why I acquiesced that she went to the Daming Mansion as a guardian to relax her mind."

Mitomonyan picked up the document and glanced at it quickly, his brows gradually gathered.

"After the death of his father, after losing his status as a ninja due to joint responsibility, he conducted endless self-abuse training?

"Being on the edge of a dead end, thinking about revenge, and gradually going to extremes?"

Hiruzaru Sarutobi nodded slowly, and nonsense in a tone of narrating facts:

"It has been observed that the subject is extremely emotionally unstable, violent and murderous, regardless of the cost.

"Lack of common sense, confused logic, and extremely aggressive, so we took measures to take him into custody.

"Therefore, the campaign to kill Chong Zun was a failure.

"In terms of results, just a madman killed by an even crazier madman.

"Following a week-long meeting at the top level, the subject's final verdict was that it should not be mobilized.

"But at the same time, this object, Uzuki Yexi, is also regarded as the ultimate solution to all problems."

Chapter 190 Four Did You Pick?

Sitting on a branch, White Snake, who was talking to Xiaobai about the strategic role of Baiyan and the convenience in the experiment, looked in surprise at Bai Jue who came out to report to him.

"The old monkey is really planning me like this behind my back?"

"It's absolutely true, Tarun!" Bai Jue repeated Hiruzaru Sarutobi's words vividly, and then said angrily:

"It's too much, I really can't bear to slander you like this.

"If it wasn't for the fear that I wouldn't be able to report to you after I died, I would have rushed to beat him."

White Snake narrowed his eyes, thinking about whether he should take over this matter, and whether there is something he can use.

He found that this matter is really profitable.

Not only can he complete his original plan, but he also has other high rewards.

Seeing that the white snake remained silent and did not respond, Bai Jue tilted his head and shouted:

"No way? Azun, you don't intend to endure it, do you? This is really unbearable, that wimpy Obito will rush forward when he hears someone arrange him like this."

Snapped.

Bai Jue's neck was pinched, and his slender five fingers began to shrink, making his neck thinner and thinner.

"Ah, ah cough"

Bai Jue kicked his legs and struggled, and patted White Snake's arm helplessly.

White Snake waved it and threw it to the ground behind.

The only remaining original left eye glowed scarlet.

Since time travel, everyone he met who knew him insulted his noble personality and slandered his extremely normal spirit.

Made it up and called him crazy out of pure conjecture.

Well, as they wish.

"'Mission Code: Final Means'?

"Crazy Yexi, received"

……

Konoha calendar, 52 years, January 1, overcast.

Izumo and Kotetsu, who were honored to serve as gatekeeper ninjas yesterday, attended the first day of work.

He was extra serious and didn't play cards in the booth next to him like his colleagues.

Instead, he stood straight at the gate, one left and one right, carefully examining everyone who entered the village.

Gate guard, this is an extremely important position, which is related to Konoha's safety, so you must not slack off.

They are honored to serve in such an honorable position.

"Hey next one, there are no more." When Izumo raised his head again, the scattered teams had all registered and entered the village.

Zi Tie hummed, "The weather is not good today, either winter rain or hail."

Who can walk outside in such a cold day.

"Yes." Seeing the mist wafting from his mouth, Izumo nodded.

Through the fog he breathed out, he saw two small black dots in the distance.

"Someone is here, stand up straight, don't give people the bad impression that Konoha's guards are loose."

"Of course." Zi Tie straightened his back.

The two black dots gradually approached.

It was two men in black fur hooded cloaks.

Their walking postures were a bit strange, and one was supporting the other with difficulty.

After they approached, Zitie raised his voice, "Please register before entering the village."

"It's me." One of them pulled up his hood, and Konoha's iron forehead was tied on his head.

There was a sharp brand cigarette made in Huozhi in his mouth, but he didn't light it.

A neat but rough beard was trimmed on his face.

"You are" Izumo didn't recognize it for a while.

"A~si~ma~" Asma said with a drawn out voice, then grinned and said, "I haven't changed that much, have I?"

"Damn it, it's you, long time no see, this beard is quite sexy, have you deceived the little girl?" Izumo hammered Asma's chest.

"Go, go, I didn't do it on purpose, I'm born with thick hair, don't mess around and wrong people."

After laughing a few words with the two former acquaintances, Asma's face straightened.

"Going back to Konoha this time has something very important."

"I think so, right, he is?" Zi Tie looked at the cloaked man supported by Asma.

Naturally, Asma did not need to register, but the strangers brought over had to follow the rules.

"It's also the ninja of this village, the hero who killed Shigetaru." Asma laughed.

Izumo, who handed over the pen and paper, was taken aback. He was about to take back the pen and paper, but was held back by a hand stretched out from under the cloak.

So pale.

Izumo was taken aback, and subconsciously looked at Ye Xi a few more times.

But the sight that couldn't see through the hood didn't see anything.

A few unrecognizable ghost characters were written crookedly on the register.

"You don't need to help." A gloomy and frightening female voice came from under the hood.

"Well, I won't go in." Asma took a step back.

"Why, it's not easy to come back." Zi Tie was anxious.

"Because I didn't register." Asma's expression was half a smile, "I hate special treatment, forget?"

Walking on the streets of Konoha, Ye Xi got a [-]% return rate.

A black fur cloak covers the whole person, even in winter, this kind of dress is rare.

A slightly hunched body, with a little bit of a forward hook, as if beating a sleepy head every second.

And the crooked and crooked walking posture that can't walk in a straight line.

The front foot dragged the back foot, it was more like dragging the body than walking with a limp.

In this Konoha village, where the mind and body are basically healthy, it is very rare for people who look like they have a terminal illness.

Hiss, hiss, hiss.

From time to time, there was a strange inhalation sound from under the hood.

Like sniffing something.

Following the scent, Ye Xi dragged her heavy and stiff skin, knocked open the door of the bar sideways, and walked in crookedly.

"Hurry up, the food is served so slowly, don't you look down on outsiders?"

"Is this how you Konoha entertain the special envoy?"

"Don't even mention the hospitality, our people have been assassinated here for a week, and they didn't give an explanation."

The Qiudao tribe who brought the food snorted angrily and threw the dishes on their table.

"Hey, what's your attitude?"