Chapter 15 Don't be a starving corpse, but be a praying mantis (ask for recommendation votes an

"ah!!"

The screams filled the whole room.

The scalpel slashed across Kosaka's thigh, and pieces of fish-scale-shaped flesh flew up.

The white flesh stubble was exposed, and the edges of the old and new knife edges were connected and clearly separated, with only a few drops of blood popping out.

"It's a very good 'fish scale cut'."

Meiyu pinched the piece of meat and put it in front of Kosaka's eyes, smiling with satisfaction: "It feels particularly good today. Is it because of that bottle of medicine?"

"Ho ho, you...old thing...damn it..."

Kosakao hung his head in confusion, his sweaty cheeks as pale as a ghost.

A layer of his originally well-proportioned body had been shaved off, but the wounds had scabbed over, revealing dark red flesh.

When the flesh was chopped off, I felt severe pain first, and then an inexplicable excitement. It was obviously because the scalpel was coated with medicine.

It made him become more and more excited, his perception became more and more sensitive, and his spirit became more and more high, and he couldn't even pass out.

I can only stay awake every minute and every second, clearly feeling this inhuman suffering.

For the first time, Kosakao hated the effect of the blood-tonifying medicine that he had praised so much before.

He really never thought that the so-called "Ling Chi" could be tortured like this.

This is pure "technique", or in other words, extremely superb "sword skill".

It felt a bit like the way that kid used a knife.

Silent, precise, fast, deadly...

No one has ever used sword skills on this. Even ninjas like them use illusions or secret techniques to interrogate information.

Even those nobles who like to torture people use whips, candles, and soldering irons...

So, what kind of madman could develop such cruel torture? !

"ah!"

Another slash of the knife made Kosakao's eyes bloodshot and he growled feebly: "Madman! Madman! You old madman!!"

However, there was only the crushing silence of the isolated island that responded to his mournful wails and screams.

Mei Yu seemed not to hear it at all, she just talked to herself with a smile on her face, and then showed him the chopped meat, as if she was showing off to him.

"Enough! Enough! Who the hell are you?!"

Kosakao's cheeks twitched, he lowered his head feebly and asked: "There is no way there are water thieves like you. Is this a dog raised by a noble? Or is it Hanzo from the Land of Rain?!"

Hearing this, Mei Yu's movements froze and she narrowed her eyes to look at him.

"Hanzo?" Meiyu sneered as if he was insulted, "That brainless warrior? That selfish, jealous, arrogant, and hopeless lackey of the Daimyo?"

"……What did you say?"

Kosakao was still hissing in pain. Hearing this, his eyes widened and he stared at Meiyu in front of him.

Even the Sandaime was very afraid of Hanzo, calling him a man who could change the direction of the war, but this old guy in front of him called him a brainless warrior?

"It seems that you and the people above you think highly of Hanzo."

Mei Yu's expression turned grim, and he whispered: "The famous names are incompetent, they live happily and live happily, the officials are corrupt, the loyal ones are demoted, and the rest collude with the nobles, make huge war fortunes, and add fuel to the fire of the war."

"The top and bottom are deceived, the party struggle is fierce, the officials are corrupt, the daimyo is incompetent, and the quality of ninjas varies. What if Hanzo is strong alone?"

As he spoke, Mei Yu's tone became a little crazy, but his eyes became more decisive.

There are too many people like him in this country. They no longer have the slightest expectation for those guys, and they are helpless about everything that has happened to this country.

Until they met Mr. Yunchuan.

They saw the hope of this country and even the entire ninja world.

"Ha, you mean, you are not nobles, or even ninjas?" Kosakao sneered, "It's ridiculous, extremely ridiculous! Guys like you, no matter how many people gather together, will not change anything..."

At this point, he suddenly paused, as if he thought of something, and his eyes gradually brightened.

"Yes, that's right! You...don't you want to overthrow the rule of the Rain Country Daimyo and Hanzo?" Kosakao's spirit became excited again and said, "Our Lord Mizukage of Kirigakure Village is very close to the common people!"

"I can help you contact Mizukage-sama, and we can work together to overthrow the daimyo's rule in the Land of Rain, and then put that brat... no, help your Kumokawa-sama take the daimyo position!"

Hearing the words "Mizukage-sama" and "Daimyo's position", the imperceptible sarcasm in Meiyu's eyes could hardly be concealed.

idiot! What a short-sighted idiot!

Sure enough, it's just like Mr. Kumokawa said.

The sparrow knows the ambition of the swan!

Meiyu suddenly lost his interest in "preaching".

What really imprisons a person is often not talent, but the shackles of thought!

Both the samurai and most ninjas are imprisoned in the siege of thoughts that have been passed down in the ninja world for thousands of years.

"It doesn't matter, a guy like you won't understand..."

Mei Yu's expression gradually became indifferent, and she smiled and said: "I do all this out of my own will. Even if the final result is death, it doesn't matter, just like Lord Yunchuan said."

"If you don't die of hunger, you will be like a mantis with arms! Hahaha!"

Seeing the enthusiasm in Meiyu's eyes, Kosakao's pupils trembled suddenly, and an inexplicable timidity mixed with fear spewed out like a spring.

It was a kind of unreasonable fear that would crawl on the body like a poisonous snake, oppressing it little by little with the cold temperature.

"Crazy! You are all crazy! What kind of ecstasy did that guy feed you...ah!!"

Mei Yu replaced the blunt scalpel, and then continued to chop the flesh on the sole of the foot with the knife.

The soles of human feet are extremely sensitive, and this feeling makes him feel worse than death.

Especially after discovering this guy's madness and fanaticism, it directly accelerated Kosakao's psychological defense line to burst.

A large amount of blood flowed out from the broken nose bridge, and his eyes were all bloodshot at some point. The veins on his forehead stretched out, and his whole body swelled unnaturally, as if it was about to explode from the inside out.

Almost at the moment when his brain was in a trance, he clenched his teeth tightly, a flash of death flashed in his eyes, and he grinded his back molars hard.

However, at this moment, he suddenly discovered.

The thing that was supposed to be hidden in the groove between the outside of the teeth and the skin disappeared at some point!

"What are you looking for?"

Mei Yu suddenly smiled, took out a small pill from his pocket, and said with a smile: "I guess you are looking for this?"

It was clearly a member of the ANBU of Kirigakure Village who had kept the secret medicine to prevent himself from being caught.

Kosakao, who could no longer hold on any longer, originally planned to commit suicide and take the information to his grave!

Now I can’t even commit suicide!

"That's enough! I say! I say! You old madman! Give me a good time!!"

The bloody scab on Kosaka's chapped lips cracked again. The double physical and psychological torture finally made him completely despair, wailing at the top of his lungs and willing to confess.

"Don't worry." Mei Yu waved her hand cheerfully, "Let's try other torture instruments?"

Looking at Kosakao, whose eyes were gradually turning gray, Meiyu squinted her eyes and breathed a sigh of relief.

Speaking of which, out of so many people caught, this guy was the one who persisted the longest.

Fortunately, he did not betray Lord Yunchuan's trust.

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"What?"

In the guest room, Meiyu pointed at her confused face, looked at Yunchuan who was sitting on the bed and flipped through information, and said in a shocked tone: "You mean, you don't need me anymore?"

Although he doesn’t seek rewards for his work, he doesn’t want to be fired either!

"Uncle Meiyu, what are you thinking about!" Yun Chuan raised his head helplessly and emphasized, "I want you to rest for a while and spend more time with Xiaoyu. I will come back to you when I need you. I don't want to abandon you. "

At this point, he suddenly paused, looked at Mei Yu, and his tone became gentle: "Besides, you still have some personal matters to deal with, right?"

Having said that, he ignored the stunned Uncle Meiyu, and Yunchuan lowered his head again, looking at the information that came out of Kosakao's interrogation.

The temperament of the Third Mizukage changed drastically. When faced with the ninja clan who made small moves, he changed his gentle way in the past and attacked instantly with iron-blooded methods, directly purging a group of middle-level ninjas from the ninja clan.

Most of the people who insisted on opposing opinions were killed by him in public at the meeting. The sudden change in his temperament was shocking, and the cruelty of his methods made everyone terrified.

At the same time, he ordered Kirigakure Village to enter a state of lockdown, strictly prohibiting internal personnel from leaving the village without authorization, and no longer open to external transactions.

And, they began to secretly gather ninja troops, with the goal of...

The Kingdom of Whirlpool!

Knock…knock…

Yun Chuan lowered his head slightly, his fingers tapping on the table paused, and some unknown emotions slowly flowed through his eyes.

Is this drama finally coming to an end?