Chapter 293 Uprising

As night falls, the thick fog in the village becomes more and more severe. The twinkling lights and the barking of dogs are heard, and another ordinary day is coming to an end.

The bearded ninja squatted on the ground and washed his face carefully with the water in the basin. Then he took out a small mirror and shaved off the beard that had accumulated for a long time. Suddenly, a handsome young man revealed his true face.

The ninja codenamed Lao Lang stepped forward and looked at him for a moment, then touched his face with a smile on his face and said jokingly, "I didn't expect you to be such a handsome guy. Come and let me kiss you."

The young ninja rolled his eyes, knocked down the other's restless hand and said, "I'm not into women, and I have no interest in you."

"Really? You were staring at me during the meeting just now. It turns out that men are hypocritical. They say no but mean something."

"Dude, it's a critical appreciation, understand?"

The young ninja said, picked up the ninja tool bag on the ground and hung it up, patted his chest, and was about to push open the door and leave. The old wolf's expression darkened, and he pulled the corner of his clothes, his voice carrying a bit of sadness: "Any last words?"

"No," the young ninja said without turning his head, "Even if there is, I won't tell you. We are all likely to die together, so why bother talking about sentimental last words?"

Old Wolf crossed his arms and squatted down, his eyes flickering: "Will anyone remember what we did today? Do Hokage and the villagers know of our existence? If they don't know, who are we fighting for?"

The young ninja opened the door, stepped out with one foot, and kept the other foot inside the room. He replied, "Hokage-sama is very busy, and he probably doesn't know about our affairs. But as a member of Konoha, we have the obligation to fight for the village until the last moment. We don't need them to know, as long as we are worthy of ourselves."

After saying that, the young ninja strode out and quickly disappeared in the mist, as if he had never appeared.

The codename Old Wolf is vicious and cunning, but he is actually more beautiful than a flower. Women are undoubtedly sentimental. At this moment, she imagines herself sitting at home enjoying a delicious dinner instead of squatting here waiting for the time of death to come.

The slow-tempered ninja put out his cigarette, walked over to Old Wolf and took a look, still speaking slowly: "We are a few filthy people, like rats in the sewer, who cannot see the light. We have always lived in fear. Now we are finally going to die openly. What's wrong with that?"

"You are an elite of the mountain clan. You have enjoyed the blessing of your ancestors since childhood. You have a greater obligation than us to sacrifice your life for the village. I hope you can cheer up and die bravely instead of becoming a deserter. Otherwise, I will not let you go even if I become a ghost!"

Old Wolf's face darkened, he stood up and looked the other person in the eye, the latter did not flinch and looked at each other. After a moment, she smiled and said, "You don't need to tell me what to do. I am a member of the Konoha Village, and I naturally have the pride of my ancestors in my heart!"

"Ah."

After the Slow Ninja left, Old Wolf tidied his hair, placed an exquisite watch on the table, and stood there staring at it motionlessly.

When the time came to a certain moment, a violent explosion suddenly sounded not far from here. This was the signal they had agreed on in advance. Lao Lang's face became fierce, and his hands quickly formed seals. The detonating talismans that had been scattered in critical positions were ignited, and after a moment, more and more intense explosions sounded.

The shrill sirens blared, and the Kirigakure ninjas on duty fulfilled their duties at the first opportunity. The quiet village began to boil like boiling water, with shouts, screams, and commands mixed together to form a symphony.

The young ninja half-closed his eyes, looking very happy. He had never been so happy before. His summoned beasts exploded one after another, many of which exploded in residents' houses. Many civilians who were resting were killed by the detonation talismans. The scene was bloody. But he was very excited because he was an out-and-out pervert. Or rather, spies are all perverts, and normal people can't do it at all.

"It's a good death, a wonderful death, and I am so happy to die!"

"Die, die, die, die for me!"

The young ninja looked like a madman, his whole body was shaking with excitement, and he did not take the surrounding enemies seriously at all.

Someone recognized him and asked angrily, "Shuitian, are you crazy?"

"You bastards from the Hidden Mist Village, please call me..."

"Stop talking nonsense! Let's kill him together!" the leading Mist Ninja shouted.

Hearing this, more than a dozen Mist Ninjas formed hand seals and drew their swords, ready to rush forward and cut the body into pieces. However, the young ninja did not panic at all. Instead, he stretched out a finger and shook it, saying contemptuously: "All of you go to hell!"

"Nani?"

"Oh no! The air is poisonous!"

"Hold your breath!"

"Ahhhh!"

A dozen Mist Ninjas screamed in agony; their skin and muscle tissue were melting at a terrifying speed, just like snow meeting molten iron!

The young ninja became more and more excited, and laughed loudly with his hands on his hips: "That's right, just die like this without any recognition!"

In just a few breaths, more than a dozen Mist Ninjas turned into bloody corpses, lying on the ground in all directions. The smoke and dust produced by the explosion and the thick fog became a protective umbrella for the poison gas, and the wreckage and broken limbs around them made it a living hell. But strangely, the young ninja's handsome face gradually became ruddy, and his eyes were filled with excitement.

"You bastards, have you experienced the feeling of having your life taken away so easily? Twenty-one years ago, you Mist Ninjas waved your hands and made me lose my biological parents. Now I want to learn from you and become a reckless person!"

There are countless hatreds between ninja villages. The stronger the ninja, the more enemies he has. Just like Hatake Kakashi, wherever he goes, there are enemies with bad intentions. The parents of the young ninja are unknown, but their son showed his fangs fiercely twenty-one years later!

Time passed by minute by minute, and the rebels were still wreaking havoc. The security system of the Hidden Mist Village realized how difficult the enemy was and became conservative. No one was willing to rush into the explosion area and fight, because hundreds of people had already entered and there was no movement!

The top leader arrived quickly, frowned and looked at them, then grabbed a fleeing civilian and threw him into the smoke without blinking. The latter immediately let out a heart-wrenching scream.

"Wind Style Ninja, step forward and release large-scale ninjutsu to disperse the smoke!"

"Wind Escape·Breakthrough!"

The wind ninjutsu released by more than a dozen ninjas quickly blew away the smoke covering the small area, revealing the scene inside. Everyone looked at the bloody corpse, and even the most ruthless people couldn't help but gasp.

"There are only three enemies, go up and kill them!"

After hearing the order from the highest person in charge, the Mist Ninjas did not move. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that the poison gas inside had not dissipated at all, and going in now would undoubtedly be a waste of life.

"The family members of those who are afraid of war will be punished as well!"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the Mist Ninjas beside him all changed. They were all native locals with families to support. If they were accused of cowardice, they would die and their clans would be wiped out in a matter of seconds.

Suddenly, someone couldn't help but jumped in, but soon he staggered to the ground, looking like he was seriously poisoned.

The leading Mist Ninja said with a straight face and expressionless face: "Put on the gas mask and go in!"

Needless to say, the smoke is poisonous upon skin contact and will quickly kill the attempter. The gas mask only serves to protect the attempter's remains.

As a result, the atmosphere became weird, but the leading ninja didn't notice it at all. Perhaps he was used to bullying others and didn't take his subordinates seriously at all.

"Keep going in!"

No one moved.

"Those who are afraid of fighting will be punished together!"

Still no one moved.

"Are you all mute?"

This time someone finally spoke, but the tone was full of tension: "Master Terumi, the poison gas is very strong inside now, can you give us brothers a break?"

"Asshole! Anyone who disobeys orders will die!"

The leading ninja roared, turned around and gave the one who made the noise a chilling blow: "Everyone, get in, there are only three enemies, and we have hundreds of people!"

This undoubtedly stirred up a hornet's nest. The surrounding Mist Ninjas could not bear the high-pressure rule to begin with, and now the people in power were actually ordering them to die. Anyone with a bit of blood in their hearts could not tolerate this.

"kill him!"

"kill him!"

Hundreds of people swarmed forward and tore the Terumi people apart directly. The well-equipped security system turned into a sharp blade that hurt itself in the blink of an eye.

An elite jonin with a hideous face held up the head and shouted loudly: "Brothers, we have committed a heinous crime tonight, and there is no room for maneuver! It doesn't matter if we die, but when you think about your children living under the terror of the people in power in the future, are you willing to do that?"

"Not reconciled!"

"Ever since the Terumi clan became the Mizukage, the village has been getting worse day by day! They are the source of the decline of the Water Kingdom. We have to go all out. Let's just break into the Mizukage building and create a bright and sunny day for the village!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

As the three young ninjas stared in amazement, the Kirigakure Village troops that had come to suppress the uprising completed their preparations for the uprising, then abandoned them and turned to charge towards the Mizukage Building.

Lao Lang rubbed his eyes and asked in disbelief, "Is the guy who led us just now also one of ours?"

The young ninja rubbed his hands excitedly and shouted, "Who cares! Now is a great opportunity. We should hurry up and escape from the village. Nothing else matters."

Old Wolf woke up as if from a dream and said, "Go east. The garrison at the East Gate is the group of people just now!"

No one could have imagined that a small disturbance would turn into a riot, and it also indirectly reflects Shimura Danzo's leadership ability. We cannot call him a piece of feces because that would be an insult to feces.