Konoha vs. One Piece

Chapter 57 Wish

"Take the wind..."

gaba gaba gaba...

The chubby Akimichi was eating potato chips with a serious face.

"Are you listening to me?"

With a grunt, Qiu Dao took Feng swallowed the potato chips in his mouth.

"Woo, um, I'm listening, Danzo."

He was wearing a dark red half-armor vest, and the beard around his mouth was stained with some food residue.A gray hat covered his short brown hair, he wore a light green wrist guard, a Konoha forehead guard was wrapped around his left forearm, and a dark silver arm guard was worn on his right forearm.

The Qiudao clan was originally a ninja clan known for being obese. Qiudao Tsefeng became more and more blessed in middle age. His belly was as big as a pregnant woman, and he trembled when he walked two steps.But this body of fat is not a burden, but a "famous weapon" of the Qiudao clan that can be transformed into chakra in battle.

Among the six major disciples left by the second generation, Uchiha Kagami died early. If there is a ranking of strength, the two most powerful are Sarutobi Hiruzen and Shimura Danzo. The third is to fight hard in the original history Qiudao, who died with nine tails, took the wind.

Therefore, Danzo also wants to hear his opinion.

"You've already told Hirizhan what you said before," Akimichi Tekkaze grabbed another handful of potato chips and stuffed them into his mouth. "Although Sun Zhan asked you to do it freely, you don't really want to use the root method, do you?"

"Otherwise? Someone has to do those things. I don't know where Wenbrand Kulik is still in the corner. How can we have time to find him? Without the help of the descendants of the big talker Rolando, we will only be regarded as Should the enemy attack? Instead of doing this, it is better to attack directly with the attitude of conquerors, they can be ruled by gods, why can't we be gods?"

"Besides, we only know the history, but we don't know the appearance of Wenbran Kulik. Even if we want to pretend, we can't do it."

What Danzang said suddenly stopped: "You are right, the Sandiya people don't know what Wenbran Kulik looks like, we just need to pretend to be him, and then find a chance to silence him in the future!"

Danzo patted himself on the head with a sudden awakening.

"Stop, stop!" A drop of sweat was left on Qiudao Torikaze's head, Danzo started to talk about silencing, but what he wanted to talk about was not at all.

"Rolando's descendants are not necessarily alone!"

Danzo looked at him dumbfounded.

"Wish, wish, the people of Sandia just want to fulfill the wish they made 400 years ago. Aren't you very skilled at making fakes before? Why are you starting to be stupid at this time?"

Having said that, Danzo immediately recalled it.

"You're right, the big talker Rolando lived 400 years ago, so his descendants may not necessarily be the same person."

"We can't find Vinbrand Kulik, we can make up one ourselves,"

"Then you can set him in his seventies and eighties, and when he is exhausted, he can die of illness naturally."

Akimichi Tokkaze added.

It's not that Danzo didn't think of these methods, it's just that the authorities were obsessed with it, and were influenced by their previous methods of doing things, so they ignored some methods.

"You're right, you're right,"

Danzo stood up and walked around the room. After getting out of the misunderstanding of thinking that he must find a real person, his way of thinking suddenly became active.

Konoha's task settings are not randomly set.Missions are not just about chasing money.What kind of force can be supported by completing this task? Is this force close to Konoha?What can Konoha gain from this mission?
These are all things that decision makers need to consider, and similarly, Konoha can also create a task issuer to accomplish their own goals.

The character of the Sandiya people will never succumb to power. Danzo has even made a plan to use force, women and children to persecute them, so as to use their strength. Now there are other ways, which is really great alright.

How easy it is to fulfill your "wish", isn't it?
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"God, if you exist, please bless Papa Bakla to get well!"

The little girl Claire crossed her hands, thinking silently in the yard.

"You are a kind and good god, you will definitely help your believers!"

In the ward.

The red-skinned murloc looked at the man lying on the bed.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

When his handkerchief left the corner of his mouth, Tiger saw a frightening blush appear on it.

"You vomit blood! I'll call the nurse!"

"No, it's useless."

Barkla grabbed his arm.

His palm was so dry, like a dead branch plucked from the desert.

"Total organ failure. It's irreversible, Brother Tiger."

His weak body said: "The doctors tried their best, but now I am like a wooden barrel with a hole in it. The wounds left by my slave life are too serious and irreversible."

Tiger didn't speak.Or maybe he didn't know what to say.

For the young murloc who had just entered human society and was treated miserably, the scene in front of him was beyond his life experience.

"How long?"

His lips twitched, as if he wanted to say something, but only one sentence came out of his mouth in the end.

The man lying on the hospital bed smiled.

"It does not matter."

"Tiger, you used to hate humans, didn't you?"

"Yes. But now I have learned that there are good people and bad people in human beings. The group I hate will only be the villains in human beings, and I will no longer take my anger on others."

"Cough, cough, yes, villains, villains are still at large, what kind of world government, what kind of dragon people, why can this kind of scum do whatever they want, hypocritical navy, I... cough cough cough!"

Baccarat coughed quickly, his chest throbbed like a bellows, and it took a long time to subside.

"Then, Tiger, although you don't blame others now, you still hate those scumbags who tormented you, don't you?"

"Indeed, Barkla. Hatred does not fade with time."

Anyone who has suffered such torture will never forget it easily.

"Okay. Now, as a dying person, I still have one last wish unfinished."

"Please speak."

Tiger had already guessed what Baccarat was going to say, but he didn't know who it was.

"Holy Musgarud! This man, if you have a chance, please kill him for me!!!"

Bakara choked up as he spoke: "My life has come to an end! Huh, huh... I can't do anything with such a broken body. But, at least I beg you, let that Take Musgarud from my family and pay the price!!!”

The little flame of hatred, when they come together, becomes a flame capable of burning.

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(End of this chapter)