Reborn in Konoha as the Anbu Torturer

Reborn in Konoha as the Anbu Torturer Chapter 520 I Have No Money, Give Me Some Money

Aoba did not immediately go to the headquarters of the Akatsuki Organization. Instead, he turned around and headed toward the center of Amegakure, which was Hanzo's location.

According to Juko's memory, Aoba suddenly realized one thing, which was that the current Akatsuki Organization was under an extremely difficult condition to survive.

Simply put...

They have no money!

Whether it was recruitment or subsequent operations, the Akatsuki Organization needed money to support their operations, but it could be said that they now had no money at all.

There was no funding at all.

Even eating was a problem.

This made Aoba think of a very popular saying in the modern world.

The ideal was very plump and the reality was very skinny!

This was the situation that the Akatsuki Organization was facing right now. Yahiko, Nagato, and Konan were originally not rich. Before they met Jiraiya, they had even relied on stealing to eat. Now, it was better, but it was not much better.

The reason why the Akatsuki Organization was now mixed with all kinds of people was also because of money.

There were many people with the same ideals here. They wanted to join the Akatsuki Organization, but their strength was not enough, their families were not bad, so they could bring funds into the group.

This Juko.

He was also one of those who brought funds into the group.

Apart from these people who brought the funds into the group, the pressure on the other operations funds of the Akatsuki Organization all fell on Konan. This made Konan's delicate body shoulder the burden of making money early on.

"Perhaps..."

"This is the reason why Konan is trying so hard to save money in the future!"

"Thankfully, Kakuzu was a hard-working man!"

The corners of Aoba's mouth slightly curled up, revealing a smile. In Juko's memory, he had clearly seen Konan's desire for money.

In fact.

According to the current development of the Akatsuki Organization.

They would gradually disappear if they didn't recruit people.

But if they continued to recruit people, the pressure would become greater and greater.

Even if they occasionally recruited a few people who brought funds into the group, they would only be able to solve the problem for a short period of time, and it would not last long.

To sum it up...

Currently, there was no one in the Akatsuki Organization who had the ability to make money!

Now the biggest part of their income was from working as mercenaries to complete tasks and collect commissions. However, because of the philosophy they set when they were established, they don't take on all tasks.

After Aoba learned about the current situation of the Akatsuki organization, he suddenly felt that these people were trying to make a fool of themselves.

This was no simple matter!

If they can't deal with it in time...

There was no need for Hanzo to do anything.

The Akatsuki Organization can't continue to operate on its own.

Thinking of this.

Aoba gradually understood why the Akatsuki Organization wanted to cooperate with Hanzo in the end. It was also because of that cooperation that Danzo interfered and provoked the already sensitive and cautious Hanzo. In the end, it led to Yahiko's death and completely activated Nagato's Rinnegan.

These things were originally something that Aoba did not know before he obtained Juko's memories. He did not even think that the Akatsuki Organization would face such a level of pressure.

"Since you are here..."

"Then give the Akatsuki organization a gift!"

"Just take it as me bringing funds into the group."

As Aoba pondered, he had already passed through more than half of the Amegakure under the pattering rain and returned to Hanzo's residence.

At this time.

It was already afternoon.

Although the sky was still shrouded in clouds, there was still some hazy halo, which did not make the surroundings appear particularly dark. However, the guards around the mansion were still patrolling with rain-proof lights.

Aoba had read the memories of one of the guards. He was already very familiar with the mansion's terrain, plus with his chakra perception, he could easily break into the mansion without using Hiraishin no Jutsu(Flying Thunder God Technique).

Swish Swish Swish Swish...

After a few flashes, Aoba once again arrived by the window. The patrolling guards there had changed from one to three now.

"Interesting!"

Aoba revealed a faint smile. He could tell that Hanzo had found the guard he knocked down and strengthened the guards here.

But...

After all, a guard was a guard.

No matter how strong they were, they could only be used as a patrol.

Aoba jumped to the top of Hanzo's room using Chokeijugan no Jutsu(Ultralight-Weight Rock Technique) and did not make even the slightest sound.

Aoba's entire process was extremely fast. It was almost completed in an instant. There were no traces left behind. Even the three guards did not notice his existence.

After Aoba landed on the top of the room, he immediately controlled his body and laid down flat. This allowed him to be stuck in the blind spot of the patrolling guards.

At this moment.

In the mansion.

Hanzo had just had lunch and was in the house, holding a katana in his hand, and practicing the Iai slash.

Right now, his heart was not calm.

He never thought that as a ninja known as a demigod, he would actually be sneak attacked in such a manner. In the end, he became someone else's servant and even his life was in someone else's hands. However, he had no other choice. Right now, he could only take it one step at a time. This made him very unhappy and his whole spirit was a little abnormal.

Slash! Slash! Slash! Slash!

Hanzo waved the katana in his hand. He imagined the air in front of him to be that person's appearance. He wished that every slash would cut that person's body and cut him into eight pieces.

But...

Such a thing.

He only thought about it in his mind.

If he was really asked to do it, he would not dare to do it at all. After all, if he was not careful, he would fail. If he failed, he would fall into a situation where his heart would be smashed into pieces.

Hum!

However.

Right at this moment.

Hanzo suddenly felt the entire room shake.

This feeling was very clear. He immediately stopped what he was doing. He was wondering if there was an earthquake, but after he stopped waving his blade, everything stopped again.

"Huh?"

Hanzo immediately became alert. There had been a lot of strange things happening recently. Last time, it was because of his carelessness that something like that happened. He was directly controlled by someone. So this time, he could not let such a low-level mistake happen again.

Hum! Hum! Hum! Hum! Hum!

This room seemed to have felt Hanzo's mood. It shook continuously. It looked very unreal. Moreover, it made Hanzo feel that the wall was filled with extremely strong chakra.

"It can't be..."

Hanzo's heart immediately felt itchy. His hands tightly gripped the sword. Now he was almost sure that enemies had come, but they had not appeared yet. He had to face them carefully at the first moment.

As for the guards outside...

It was completely useless!

Not a single person had discovered the problem!

Not even a single person had reported it!

This kind of situation could explain one thing very clearly, and that was that the strength of those guards was very different from the enemies, and they were not taken seriously at all.

Such a difference in level.

Even if he called out all the guards now, it would be useless. Those guards would only die in vain.

Hanzo did not care about the lives of those guards. If something really happened and those guards died in his place, he would be very happy about it. However, if they went just to die in vain, their death would be meaningless.

After all, if the guards died, they had to be re-nurtured. Building trust with them was a very long-term thing. If there were too many guards that died, it would not be easy to fill the vacant places.

"Who?"

Hanzo asked in a low voice. He was still wearing a gas mask, and there was a serious expression on his face.

He asked.

But there was no response.

It was the same as when he met Aoba, but in his mind, Aoba was the first to be eliminated.

The reason was very simple.

Now that he already had the Cursed Seal Tag in his heart, why would he need to go through so much trouble to create such a scene? However, the problem was, if not for that person, who was the one coming now?

Just as Hanzo was puzzled.

A black pattern instantly emerged from the roof of the room. As if it had a life of its own, it instantly rushed toward Hanzo and quickly surrounded him. The entire process was exactly the same as that time.

"No way, again?"

Hanzo's expression immediately changed. Now, he was already confused about the enemies' identity. He had no idea who the enemy was.

Was it the master who appeared earlier?

Or was it another person?

Such a question made a big question mark appear in his head. After all, no matter which one, it made him feel very strange.

In his heart, he felt that it might not be the master.

Then...

If it was someone else...

Could it be that he, Hanzo, had become an existence that anyone could bully?

All of a sudden.

Hanzo's heart was filled with anger.

He did not wave the sword in his hand toward the black patterns around him. Instead, he quietly stood where he was, preventing the hand that might appear on his shoulder at any time. After all, he had been successfully ambushed by a hand the last time, and then he could no longer move.

Right now...

Because he did not move.contemporary romance

The black patterns kept circling around him.

"What are you doing?"

Hanzo said grumpily. He knew that these patterns were teasing him, but his heart was very uncomfortable, and he was almost unable to restrain his anger.

"Hurry up and face me!"

"Don't play around in front of me!"

"Hurry up!"

"So annoying!"

When Hanzo saw those black patterns, he was about to have a physiological discomfort. However, he knew that these patterns were deliberately attracting his attention. When he was attracted, the matter behind him followed.

As soon as he finished speaking.

These black patterns seemed to have heard his words and begun to move around.

Some of the patterns changed and directly formed a black dot. It was Aoba's Flying Thunder God Formula.

Hum!

In an instant.

Aoba appears in the room.

He stood in front of Hanzo.

"Eh?!"

The moment Hanzo saw Aoba, he had a lot to say in his heart. However, he found that he could not speak at all. As long as he wanted to ask anything, his tongue began to numb.

He had a lot of words to say to Aoba in his stomach.

But he could not say it.

This caused a certain amount of frustration to arise in his heart.

He would have never thought that the person who appeared in front of him in the same way was still that person.

"Mas... Master..."

Hanzo immediately lowered his proud head. The moment he saw Aoba, Hanzo had already guessed that the person in front of him was his master.

Even though the person in front of him was wearing Kirigakure's ninja attire and forehead protector, he knew that this was the person who had placed the seal on him.

"Why are you back?"

After Hanzo called out master, he could speak again. This made him immediately realize that the other party had already allowed him to speak normally.

"Your reaction is very interesting!"

The corners of Aoba's mouth curled up slightly as he revealed a smile. After returning to Hanzo's residence, a sudden thought came to his mind, and he immediately thought of such an interesting thing. It was to repeat what had just happened to Hanzo, just like a prank.

"Don't mind my appearance right now. When I come to see you next time, I might look like a different person," Aoba explained first.

"Un... understand..." Hanzo immediately nodded.

"Actually, I am reenacting this for you because I want to tell you through this matter that even if you are on guard, I can still come here again and capture you again," Aoba said indifferently.

"..."

When Hanzo heard this, he did not comment at all. In fact, he did not think so in his heart. He just felt that Aoba had attracted his attention through those black things, which was why he made a mistake.

However, he could not say these words at all.

If he said it.

It was as if he did not respect Aoba.

But if he didn't say it.

In fact, he felt very wronged in his heart. After all, he felt that if he was on guard, Aoba would not be able to capture him again.

"You don't believe me?"

Aoba's gaze swept across Hanzo's face. He could already see that Hanzo did not believe what he said but just did not say it out loud.

So.

He simply asked this question.

"I don't dare..."

Hanzo shakes his head without hesitation. The words he said were very consistent with his mood.

That's right.

It wasn't that he didn't believe it.

He didn't dare to not believe it!

He was afraid that once he said anything suspicious, these words would become the key to determining his death penalty.

"Hahahahaha!"

When Aoba saw Hanzo's appearance, he immediately laughed out loud. At the same time, he laughed, the surrounding black patterns instantly burst out, turning the entire room black, completely isolating out all the light and sound here.

"Hanzo."

"Now I will give you a chance."

"As long as you can escape my control."

"I will remove the Cursed Seal Tag in you."

"What do you think?"

Aoba smiled and stared at Hanzo. He suddenly felt that this was a very fun thing. Besides this, he also needed to prove his strength in front of Hanzo. He couldn't let Hanzo feel that everything he did was just relying on the sneak attack at that time. It was not a convenient thing to control Hanzo.

"This... I... can I?"

When Hanzo heard Aoba's words, he was stunned for a few seconds before he reacted.

However, he couldn't understand what the other party meant.

Test him?

Or was he telling the truth?

Hanzo was unable to determine Aoba's exact meaning for a moment, so he did not dare to express his thoughts.

However.

Aoba's words.

He was very moved.

If Aoba really removed the Cursed Seal Tag from his body, then his life would not be threatened again. At that time, only the mark on his tongue would be left. At worst, he would not say these things.

"Of course."

Aoba smiled and nodded. He raised his hands and slowly rolled up his sleeves, putting on the posture of going to fight.

"From now on, I won't use the Cursed Seal Tag's control on you. As long as you can think of ways to escape my control, I will remove the Cursed Seal Tag from you!"

"Of course, other than that, we can also advance it a bit."

"If you can kill me or injure me during this period of time, then I will also remove the Cursed Tongue Eradication Seal from you!"

"Don't worry!"

"Even if you kill me, I won't use the Cursed Seal Tag. As long as you can do it!"

Aoba expressed his meaning with certainty. He just wanted Hanzo not to worry so much.

However.

Aoba said so.

Hanzo did not dare to listen to him, especially when he said that if he killed the latter, he would not trigger the Cursed Seal Tag. He would not believe it no matter what.

The reason was very simple.

If he thought about it from another perspective.

He also knew that it was impossible for things to be like this.

If Hanzo implanted the Cursed Seal Tag in others and the other party was preparing to kill him, at that critical moment, his instinctive desire to live would help him trigger this Cursed Seal Tag.

Therefore, he only listened and did not dare to do so.

What a joke!

His own life was still in the hands of others!

How could he dare to do anything out of line?

However...

Hanzo thought of many things at this moment. He could dodge first, as long as he was not captured by this person, it would actually be considered a success.

Or.

He could also find an opportunity to counterattack during the process of dodging.

However, he had to pay attention to his behavior.

It would be fine if the other party was slightly injured, but he absolutely could not go up in the direction of a killer.

"Can I really do it?"

Hanzo asked again. He was already very tempted, but now he needed to consider this matter clearly. He still did not dare to completely believe such a thing. He was afraid that what awaited him was Aoba's last joke.

"Of course!"

The smile on Aoba's face became even more brilliant. He pointed at the dark ground with his two fingers, and the position of his fingertips just happened to be under Hanzo's feet.

"This barrier can only absorb light and sound. It won't cause any other restrictions on you. In order to prevent the matter between us from spreading out, I won't remove it. But I still have to say that as long as I want this barrier to stay, no matter how you destroy it, I can arrange it again." Aoba said indifferently.

"Understood."

Hanzo didn't care about the barrier at all. He knew that Aoba was right. The moment Aoba appeared, the barrier covered the entire room with his laughter.

This person had the ability to seal the entire room from the very beginning.

However, the other party did not do so.

Instead, he used those black patterns to attract his attention.

Therefore.

Hanzo could tell that Aoba did not really possess any powerful strength. Instead, he needed to use this kind of camouflage method to attract his attention and attack him.

So.

With this kind of experience.

Hanzo felt that Aoba would never choose a head-on approach, so he took a stance to meet the enemy, just to see what tricks this person would use.

"Then I'll start."

The smile on Aoba's face was incomparably brilliant, giving people a strange feeling. He did not choose to launch a surprise attack or any special method. He just walked step by step toward Hanzo.

"..."

Hanzo was somewhat speechless in his heart. While he was on guard against Aoba, he also kept a thought in mind. If this person did not follow what he had said and directly used the Cursed Seal Tag, then he really had no other way.

Just like this.

Hanzo stood quietly on the spot, watching Aoba walk over step by step.

The whole scene was very strange.

"Aren't you going to run?"

Aoba asked doubtfully. He could feel that Hanzo did not really want to run away. It seemed that he had not yet believed it, so he said it.

As he spoke.

Aoba had already walked in front of Hanzo.

"No need."

Hanzo had already thought it through. Not just anyone could make him retreat or run away. Even if he was facing the Konoha Sannin combined forces, he was not at a disadvantage. As long as he stood still, it would be fine. So he said, "If you can capture me when I'm on guard, then even if I run away now, the result will still be the same!"

"You see it quite clearly."

Aoba smiled slightly. He didn't stand on ceremony with Hanzo and directly raised his right hand to grab Hanzo's shoulder.

Then.

Both of them displayed the most primitive method of fighting.

Hanzo did not use the katana in his hand to slash at Aoba's arm. It was not that he did not want to, but he did not dare. Now, he did not dare to do anything that might hurt Aoba.

Because of this.

Hanzo directly raised his right hand, turned his hand into a hand knife, and directly chopped at Aoba's wrist.

His title demigod wasn't just an empty title. He had an extremely strong advantage in physical competition, but compared to close combat, he preferred to use poison to solve the problem, which was a more relaxed and efficient way.

However.

Until now.

He had never used poison skills in front of Aoba.

It was not that he had no chance.

He did not dare.

He did not want to poison Aoba and kill himself in the end.

It was not worth it!

Using only physical skills was enough.

One must know that at that time, even the Konoha Sannin was not his match in terms of physical skills.

All of a sudden.

Hanzo heavily swung his hand knife toward Aoba's wrist. After adding chakra to his hand knife, he swung it like an axe, ruthlessly slashing toward Aoba's wrist.

"Is that all?"

Aoba muttered. He could clearly see that Hanzo did not go all out. No matter what he said, the latter would not dare. However, he was not here to spar. Instead, he wanted to use his own method to inform Hanzo that it was not wrong for him to control Hanzo.

Instantly.

Aoba's claws flashed like lightning as he grabbed at Hanzo's wrist.

Their hands were intertwined.

It was like a fried dough twist.

Hanzo slashed at Aoba's wrist with his hand knife, while Aoba's claw grabbed Hanzo's wrist.

Aoba's speed was faster. He took the lead and grabbed Hanzo's wrist. His claws were like pincers, firmly locking Hanzo's wrist.

"Are you convinced?!"

Hanzo widened his eyes in shock. He could not believe what he had experienced. He found that his hand could no longer move.

All the strength in his hand knife had been easily dissolved.

He couldn't chop it down.

He couldn't pull it out.

He was completely in an awkward situation.

"How is that possible?"

"How do you have so much strength?"

"This is too exaggerated!"

Hanzo did not expect that he would be controlled by the other party in just one move. However, he was not willing to let such an opportunity go to waste. He raised his left hand and punched at Aoba's chest.

He was very clear.

Now that his wrist was caught, he could no longer avoid it. If he wanted to continue to forcefully dodge, he could only cut off his arm.

This was too cruel!

It was simply impossible for him to do it to himself!

So...

Since there was no way to dodge, he could only attack. He felt that he might be able to use this attack to open up the situation.

However.

Just as Hanzo punched out, Aoba also stretched out his other hand. In an instant, he turned his hand into a palm, and like a net, he directly met Hanzo's attack.

Snapped!

Another clear and crisp voice sounded.

Aoba's palm directly wrapped up Hanzo's fist, and just like his wrist, he firmly grabbed the latter, unable to move at all.

"Hiss..."

Hanzo suddenly gasped. At this time, his hands could no longer move at all. Moreover, he had already realized in his heart that he had already lost. This kind of strength, coupled with that strange control ability, and the other party would not fight in a proper manner every time like a ninja who would do everything they could to complete their mission. He could not win at all.

Hum!

Just as Hanzo was stunned, a strange black pattern extended directly to Hanzo's when Aoba's hands made contact with Hanzo.

Instantly.

Hanzo once again felt the feeling of his soul leaving his body.

His body was completely out of control.

His muscles could no longer move.

His chakra was also blocked.

Once again, he felt like he was in a nightmare.

Despair.

Helplessness.

Life wavering.

Like rootless duckweed.

"Now do you understand?"

Aoba's tone became indifferent. After that, he released his hands, and the black pattern on Hanzo's body disappeared in an instant.

Hanzo regained control of his body.

His forehead was immediately covered in cold sweat. His back was already soaked in sweat.

Right now, he still had a little reason and excuse in his heart. It was that he did not use his katana, nor did he use a sickle, nor did he summon his summoned beast. However, he understood that the other party did not launch a sneak attack this time. Therefore, this little thought of his was just to make up for a bit of his lost dignity.

"I understand."

Hanzo's words were extremely dispirited. He suddenly discovered that in front of this strange person, he seemed to have lost the demigod halo on his body.

"Master."

"You came this time..."

"It can't be to educate me, right?"

Hanzo asked helplessly. Right now, his confidence had somewhat collapsed. It had been a long time since he had been defeated like this.

Even until now.

He didn't even know who this master was.

He doesn't know what kind of ability he has.

He only used those black patterns, yet he was already so powerful.

Right!

A thought suddenly flashed through Hanzo's mind. It was not that he did not know the identity of his master. At least he knew that this person was a medical ninja.

"I came to ask for money from you..."

Aoba said casually. He stretched out his hand to Hanzo and said, "I have no money. Give me some money."

done.co