Naruto: The Ninja World's Life Buyer

Chapter 193 Konoha in Turmoil: A brutal beating of Danzo!

"Peace?"

Tsunade sneered.

"Turning a group of disabled people into killing machines, is this your peace? Sousuke Takaya, what's the difference between you and Danzo? You're both turning people into tools."

"There is a difference."

Sosuke didn't care about her sarcasm.

"Danzo turned people into emotionless tools. I, on the other hand, gave them a choice."

"But that cannot be a reason for you to have a private army."

Tsunade was not persuaded by him.

"A merchant guild like yours doesn't need so much force. If you do, you can hire Konoha ninjas—"

Sosuke suddenly interrupted her.

"Lady Tsunade, do you really think I formed this unit just to guard against a few petty thieves?"

"Don't you want to know why I'm so eager to increase my power? Why I'm willing to do anything to win over the Uchiha clan?"

Tsunade was taken aback.

"What are you trying to say?"

Sosuke glanced around.

"Miss Shizune, please step outside for a moment."

Shizune carried Tun Tun out and thoughtfully closed the soundproof door.

Only two people remained in the laboratory.

Sousuke walked up to Tsunade, the two less than half a meter apart. He lowered his voice, leaned forward slightly, and whispered in Tsunade's ear.

Tsunade froze. Her eyes widened instantly.

Shocking. Unbelievable.

Then came a surge of murderous rage.

boom!

A terrifying burst of chakra erupted from her body, instantly shattering the surrounding glass instruments.

"Do you have any evidence?"

Tsunade gritted her teeth.

"There is no direct evidence."

Sousuke stepped back, avoiding the impact of the chakra.

"Transactions of that level don't leave a written record."

"However, a little deduction will reveal the answer."

Tsunade remained silent.

She is a smart woman. Although she is usually carefree, having grown up in the vortex of political struggle, she knows how to use interests to deduce the truth.

"Heh—hehe—"

Tsunade suddenly laughed. The laughter was harsh, filled with self-mockery and anger.

"What do you want me to do?"

"I hope you can help."

"it is good."

Tsunade spat out a single word through gritted teeth.

I promise you.

Tsunade clenched her fists, her knuckles cracking.

"I will personally break that old man's bones."

"thank you."

Sousuke held out his hand.

Tsunade didn't grasp it. She turned around and slammed her fist into the wall behind her.

Boom!

A large hole was smashed in the wall, revealing the corridor outside.

The silent person outside the door screamed in fright.

"Mute! Let's go!"

Tsunade strode out, her white coat billowing in the wind like a battle flag.

"Where are we going?" Shizune asked, holding Tun Tun in her arms, and hurriedly followed.

"Let's go for a drink!"

Watching Tsunade's departing figure, Sousuke stood in the ruins of the laboratory, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"Be angry, Lady Tsunade."

"Now, we can take action."

The peace of Konoha was shattered the next morning.

At first, it was just a few flyers, like withered leaves blown by the wind, appearing on street corners in the downtown area, at the counters of ninja tool shops, and even at the entrance of the police station.

Following this, thick scrolls of intelligence were precisely delivered by unknown individuals to the heads of various clans.

Core members of the Jonin team.

The source of the intelligence cannot be traced.

But the contents above are horrifying.

[Investigation Report on Two Intelligence Leaks on the Northern Front During the Third Shinobi World War]

Above are cold, hard data, timeline comparisons, and several copies of intercepted secret letters.

"November 5th, Konoha Year 40. Root codename 'B'," Contact was made with the Kumogakure Anbu at the border of the Land of Oda. Subsequently, the Kumogakure intercepted the operation plan of Minato Namikaze's team. The Third Raikage crossed the border to carry out a precise rescue.

"March 12th, Konoha Year 41. Root revealed the specific coordinates of the Uchiha forces to Kumogakure and Iwagakure."

One pile, one piece.

Perfectly fitted.

The time, place, and people involved perfectly matched those brutal battles.

Even the bargaining chips were clearly written down: to weaken the Uchiha clan, to eliminate the overly prestigious Minato Namikaze, and to allow Root to obtain more operating funds and political capital.

The leafs were boiling.

Inside the izakaya, the ninjas stopped laughing and talking; suspicion appeared in their eyes.

Is this the village we are loyal to?

Is this what they call the Will of Fire?

Is betraying one's own heroes to the enemy merely for the sake of power struggles at the top?

Uchiha clan.

Nanga Shrine.

All the Uchiha clan members silently put on their battle suits and polished their ninja swords.

They gathered in the square in front of the shrine.

More than fifty pairs of Sharingan eyes radiated a scarlet light. It was a red ocean.

When anger reaches its extreme, it becomes silent.

Uchiha Sōji stood at the very front. His Mangekyou Sharingan slowly rotated, radiating a chilling power.

"Chieftain."

Yatsushiro stepped forward, his voice hoarse.

"Can we finally get our revenge?"

"We can finally get our revenge."

Zongsi put the intelligence report away and placed it in his pocket.

"The grudge against Chief Fugaku and those two hundred-plus clansmen."

"Let's go."

Zongsi turned and walked towards the center of the village.

"Go to the Hokage Building."

Hokage Building, conference room.

The atmosphere was oppressive.

Hiruzen Sarutobi sat in the main seat, his pipe having been extinguished for a long time.

Mitokado Homura and Utatane Koharu were pale as they stared at the intelligence report on the table, which had been copied countless times.

"Have you found out? Who spread it?" Xiaochun's voice trembled slightly.

"Cannot be found."

The squad leader of the secret service knelt on the ground, cold sweat pouring down his face.

"Their methods were very professional. They used black market channels, as well as beggars and ordinary merchants for distribution."

"Even the ink on those reels is the most common type available on the market. This was a premeditated operation."

Hiruzen closed his eyes.

He knew who it was without even checking.

Sosuke Takaya.

Only a businessman with a vast business network and intelligence channels could spread this information to every corner of Konoha in just one night.

"Hiruzen, what do we do now?" Mitokado Homura asked anxiously. "The public opinion outside is getting out of control."

"What else can we do?"

Hiruzen opened his eyes, his gaze revealing deep weariness.

"Summon Danzo."

"No—it's not just Danzo."

Hiruzen sensed the soaring chakra fluctuations outside the window.

That was Uchiha chakra. Cold and tyrannical.

"Summon the heads of all the major clans, as well as all the members of the Jonin class."

"This is a trial."

Half an hour later.

The conference room door was pushed open.

Danzo Shimura walked in.

He was still using a cane, half his face was wrapped in bandages, and his expression was gloomy, seemingly unconcerned about the storm outside.

"Hiruzen, you were looking for me?"

Danzo asked coldly.

"You actually believe such a ridiculous rumor?"

"rumor?"

Hiruzen remained silent.

Danzo's answer was a cup.

"Bang!"

The teacup shattered at Danzo's feet.

It wasn't Hiruzen who threw it.

It's Tsunade.

She sat in the corner, her feet propped up on the table, her face flushed, clearly having drunk quite a bit. But her eyes were frighteningly clear.

"Old man."

Tsunade stared at Danzo, her killing intent almost solidifying.

"If it weren't for the trial, I would twist your head off right now."

Danzo frowned and looked at Hiruzen.

"Are you just going to let her go crazy?"

Danzo.

Hiruzen finally spoke. He picked up the intelligence report.

"Are these things... real?"

"Some sacrifices are necessary for the sake of the village."

Danzo neither denied nor admitted it. He simply used that all-purpose excuse.

"Is it a necessary sacrifice, or simply eliminating dissidents?"

Nara Shikaku, who had been standing to the side, couldn't help but speak up. As the leader of the Jonin team, he represented the interests of all the ninjas.

"Minato Namikaze is the future of the village. The Uchiha are the village's sword."

"If you're going to sell even them—then can't we ordinary ninjas just become your bargaining chips at any time?"

These words resonated with all the Jonin present.

The rabbit mourns the fox's death.

Sacrificing oneself for a strategic goal is acceptable. But being betrayed for internal strife is unacceptable.

"That's enough!"

Danzo suddenly slammed his cane down.

"Everything I've done is for Konoha!"

"How can you short-sighted fools understand the necessary evil in the darkness?"

"How could the great tree of Konoha flourish without roots drawing nourishment from the darkness?"

He remained defiant, because he was convinced that Hiruzen couldn't do without him.

He is the shadow of Konoha. Light cannot exist without shadow.

Hiruzen looked at Danzo.

He and this old friend had fought and cooperated for a lifetime.

He knew why Danzo did all this—to weaken the Uchiha clan and to prevent Minato from taking his Hokage position.

However, the deed was done. From a political standpoint, he couldn't kill Danzo. If he killed Danzo, who would do the dirty work for him?

"Shimura Danzo."

Hiruzen took a deep breath and delivered his verdict.

You've crossed the line.

"Effective immediately, you are relieved of your position as Hokage's assistant."

"Disband the Roots, and all personnel will be transferred to the Dark Division. You yourself are to remain within the Shimura clan territory and are not to step out without my order."

The entire audience erupted in uproar.

Grounded?

So many people died, and the hero who betrayed the village was only punished with—confinement?

"Hokage-sama!"

Shikaku was not satisfied with the result.

"Is that all?"

"Shikaku."

Hiruzen interrupted him, his eyes stern.

"That's an order."

"Danzo may have made mistakes, but he also contributed to the village. His merits and demerits cancel each other out; this is the best way to handle it. Besides, we are at war now. Konoha cannot afford internal strife."

This is a political compromise.

Danzo sneered. He knew he had won his gamble. Hiruzen was still the same indecisive Hiruzen.

"Since it is the Hokage's order, I will obey."

Danzo turned around, preparing to leave.

Although he lost his position, and although the organization was nominally disbanded, his people and resources remain. As long as he is there, the organization exists.

"etc."

A cold voice came from the doorway.

Uchiha Sōji blocked the doorway.

Behind him were dozens of scarlet Sharingan eyes.

"Lord Hokage."

Sōji stared intently at Danzō.

"The Uchiha clan will not accept this outcome."

"Sōji! Do you want to rebel?" Koharu Utatane shouted sternly.

"If you don't give us justice, what if we rebel?"

Zongsi suddenly opened his eyes.

Kaleidoscope Sharingan.

Dark red chakra surged around him, and the skeleton of Susanoo was faintly visible.

The air in the entire conference room froze instantly.

Is a civil war really going to happen?

Just when the situation was about to erupt.

"Get out of the way."

A woman's voice rang out.

Tsunade stood up.

She pushed aside the Jonin blocking her way and walked up to Danzo.

"The Hokage can't bring himself to do it. The Uchiha can't make a move."

Tsunade released the Yin seal from her forehead. Purple lines instantly covered her face. An immense amount of chakra erupted like a volcano.

"But I can."

She is a princess of the Senju clan. She is the granddaughter of the First Hokage. She is one of the Legendary Sannin of Konoha.

She had no family ties and no political concerns.

She was the only person in the village who was qualified, capable, and had the right to kill Danzo.

"Tsunade! What are you trying to do?!" Mitokado Homura exclaimed in shock.

"What are you doing?"

Tsunade clenched her fist.

"Kill him."

Before he could finish speaking...

Tsunade threw a punch.

There are no ninjutsu techniques, and no hand seals.

Pure, extreme, and violent superhuman strength in punches.

"You dare!"

Danzo was shocked. He hadn't expected Tsunade to actually dare to make a move in the Hokage's office.

He wanted to form hand seals, to activate Wind Release, and even to break the seal on his right arm.

But he's too old.

But in the face of a furious Tsunade, all techniques are mere fancy tricks.

boom!!!!!!

The fist slammed hard into the cane that Danzo was using to block.

The cane, crafted from special wood and refined iron, snapped instantly. The force of the punch remained undiminished, striking Danzo directly in the chest.

Snap! Snap!

The crisp sound of bones cracking echoed around.

Danzo was sent flying like a cannonball.

He crashed through the walls of the conference room, through the corridor, and finally through the outer wall of the Hokage Building, flying towards Konoha Square.

"It's not over yet!"

Tsunade stomped her foot, and the floor shattered.

She chased after him.

"Tsunade! Stop!" Hiruzen shouted, trying to stop him.

But it was too late.

In the square, Danzo lay on the ground, coughing up blood. A large section of his chest was caved in, and at least six of his ribs were broken, some even piercing his lungs.

He struggled to get up.

A foot stepped on his face.

Tsunade looked down at him.

Bang! Another punch landed on Danzo's shoulder. His shoulder blade shattered.

Bang! Another punch!

boom!boom!

Each punch was accompanied by the sound of bones cracking.

The surrounding ANBU tried to step forward to stop them, but were blocked by the Uchiha ninjas.

"Who dares to move?!"

Zongsi coldly stared at the ANBU.

"This is a personal grudge. Whoever gets involved becomes an enemy of the Uchiha."

Danzo was brutally beaten by Tsunade like a dead dog. His pride in his political maneuvering, his Root organization, and his ambition all seemed utterly ridiculous in the face of absolute violence.

Until the very end.

Hiruzen rushed out and used his Vajra Staff to block Tsunade's final attack.

"Enough! Tsunade! He'll die if you hit him again!"

Hiruzen looked at his old friend lying on the ground, barely recognizable as a human, his eyes filled with sorrow and helplessness.

Tsunade withdrew her fist.

She was panting heavily as the purple markings on her body slowly faded away.

She looked at Hiruzen, her eyes filled with disappointment.

"Old man."

"You saved him. But you destroyed Konoha's justice."

"From today onwards, I owe the village nothing."

Tsunade turned around.

"This rotten place—I'm not staying here anymore."