Ahem. First time trying the author illustration function.
Danzo looked towards the back, his eyes completely cold. He opened his lips and said, "Shukaku, thank you."
Shukaku laughed evilly, "Heh heh heh. Danzo, this old man said I'd cover for you, so I'll cover for you. These two trash dare to ambush — they really have no idea how to stay alive!" Shukaku let out a growl, his face wearing a mocking expression!
Heh heh.
Danzo nodded, then looked back at the bandit leader. "Hmph. As the leader of these bandits, you know who I am, which means you are a cautious bandit. But unfortunately, this time, the two children you provoked, the boy among them is my half disciple."
Hearing this, the bandit leader's face turned pale. Shit, shit, shit, shit. Isn't this just great? That boy is Danzo's disciple? No, no, damn it. He wanted to say to Namikaze Minato, "Kid, next time, could you please state your background first?"
With this connection, who in Konoha Village would dare to touch you? Aiyo, the sky is falling! The bandit leader hung his head towards the ground, his mouth bitter. What the hell is this?
Danzo lifted his foot and said calmly, "Wait here obediently!" After speaking, he passed through the sand wall and gave Shukaku a look. Shukaku understood and sat on the bandit leader's head. The bandit leader's mouth twitched. What is this so heavy thing! It prevented him from lifting his head.
Shukaku crossed his arms and looked towards Danzo behind the sand wall. For it, the sand wall couldn't block its vision at all. He was just responsible for keeping watch over the bandit leader under his rear for Danzo.
Danzo walked up to the other two bandits and looked at them, his gaze carrying mockery. "Mere two petty thieves dare to fight me here?"
Although the two had their attack neutralized by the sand wall and were pushed back to the corner by the recoil, the looks in their eyes remained full of hatred towards Danzo. "So much talk, old man. I advise you not to resist. That wind wall, we can't deal with it."
"But since you came over, you're dead!" After saying this, the second bandit swung his fist towards Danzo. Danzo's arm was very thin. He lightly extended it, palm open, and blocked the bandit's punch. No matter how much force the second bandit used, he couldn't advance an inch.
He hadn't heard of Danzo before, but based on what big brother said earlier, he was a shinobi. This was a prison cell, so he definitely wouldn't use large-scale ninjutsu. That meant it was taijutsu. He himself was young and strong, in his prime. Danzo was just an old man. It wasn't certain that he couldn't defeat him!
Originally, he held this idea, planning to fight Danzo desperately. But after witnessing Danzo's strength, he realized he was wrong, terribly wrong. Clearly Danzo's arm was so thin, how did it have such powerful strength?
Danzo smiled. Sure enough, they were just petty thieves. What difference was this bit of strength from tickling? At that moment, the third bandit moved, the dagger in his hand stabbing towards Danzo's temple. Danzo narrowed his eyes, grabbed the second bandit's arm with his hand, and pulled it upwards.
The second bandit cried out in shock, "Argh!" His arm blocked the area of Danzo's temple. The dagger pierced through his palm, severing the blood vessels and tendons in his hand. Blood spurted out.
Faced with this scene, the third bandit's expression changed. He let go of the dagger to avoid causing secondary damage to his second brother's hand. Danzo, however, had no such concerns. He released the second bandit's hand and pushed a palm against his chest, knocking him down.
"Second Brother!" The third bandit rushed forward, asking about his second brother's condition.
"Second Brother, how are you, are you okay? Don't scare me!" His face was full of worry.
The second bandit sucked in a sharp breath. The corner of his mouth twitched uncontrollably from the pain. But seeing Third Brother caring for him nearby, he gritted his teeth again, preventing himself from making a sound, so as not to upset Third Brother.
The look the second bandit gave Danzo contained not only hatred, but also a trace of fear. Shinobi. This is a real shinobi. The little boy he encountered yesterday was like heaven and earth compared to this old man!
This is a true shinobi. However, they weren't part of this circle and didn't know that if Uchiha Ryun had come, it would have been a different kind of misery!
In their view, the gap between shinobi and themselves was like that between gods and men. From the shinobi circle's perspective, Uchiha Ryun was that insurmountable mountain, the god of everyone!
The third bandit's eyes turned fierce. You dare treat my Second Brother like this? Even if I risk my life, I'll bite a piece of flesh off you. He looked at Danzo, the hatred in his eyes unconcealed.
Danzo remained completely calm. This kind of look? This old man has seen far too many of those. But today, this old man has plenty of time. He'll play with you.
The third bandit pulled a senbon from his shoe sole, clenched it in his hand, shouted, and stabbed towards Danzo. Danzo laughed. People really do laugh when they are speechless.
Is this idiot really suited to be a bandit?
Danzo looked at the incoming senbon, a trace of disdain in his eyes. "The smell is quite strong, though. But, useless." He stepped back, kicked out, then used the Body Flicker Technique to appear behind him, grabbed his arm, and squeezed hard.
A crack sound was heard. The bones in the third bandit's arm were crushed, the nerves pinched off. The hand clutching the senbon went limp, the senbon falling to the ground with a clink. The third bandit wailed in agony.
He did not give up resisting, his other hand striking towards his back. Danzo grabbed his other hand and squeezed again. Another crisp crack sound.
With that, the third bandit's both hands were completely disabled, his whole body collapsing to the ground.
"Third Brother!" the second bandit cried out. He understood now. He truly understood. He was so stupid, really. Back when he couldn't hurt Danzo, he should have advised Third Brother to stop. This was simply not an opponent on the same level!
Watching Third Brother lying on the ground, constantly wailing, he couldn't hold back his flowing tears. "Lord Danzo, Lord Danzo, I beg you, let Third Brother go. You can do whatever you want to me. Third Brother is innocent. It was me who intended to harm you."
"Second Brother, don't beg him. We swore an oath. We may not have been born on the same year, same month, same day, but we wish to die on the same year, same month, same day!"
The third bandit was still stubborn. Danzo sighed. He quite admired the sworn brotherhood between the two. But that was not a reason for them to rob in broad daylight and attempt to harm his disciple!
So, he stepped out, stomping on one of the third bandit's legs, breaking the leg bone. Lifting his foot again, he broke the other leg bone. The third bandit passed out from the intense pain.
The second bandit used his teeth to grip the dagger in his right hand, pulled hard, and extracted the dagger. Then, crawling on his elbows, he used force to crawl towards the third bandit, his face covered in hot tears, his expression carrying a pleading look as he watched Danzo.
Danzo snorted coldly, turned, and walked towards the sand wall. Shukaku, however, clicked his tongue. He thought Danzo was still too gentle.
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