Konoha Hypocrite

At this time, the underground palace under the Daming Mansion in the capital of fire.

The underground palace is like a football field, with three floors.

The lowest floor is covered with various instruments of torture, with a circular platform in the middle and a seat in the middle of the platform.

Naraku was sitting on this chair, with his right hand standing the chief of the Weifu, Shangkong Dahe, and his left hand standing the minister of torture, Yamamoto Takuro.

On the edge of the table, the twelve guards sat cross-legged, facing the prisoner, and protected Naraku in the middle.

On the stand on the second floor, the guards of the Daming Mansion and the dead ninjas trained by the Daming Mansion sat cross-legged.

On the stands on the third floor, there are densely packed guards under the jurisdiction of the Weifu.

On the platform at the bottom, Minister of Penalties Takuro Yamamoto read to the book:

"Nobufu Youlang, accepting bribes from the enemy country, reselling contraband in private, committing a crime against the country, according to the new law, he should be sentenced to death by death."

A middle-aged man was kneeling under the stage. After hearing Takuro Yamamoto's trial, he immediately pleaded like a madman:

"My lord! I just sold some food, so I didn't commit treason."

The man's hands were shaking crazily, and his voice was trembling uncontrollably.

The eyes were wide open, the eyeballs were covered with bloodshot eyes, and there was a circle of blue-gray marks around the eye sockets, as if he hadn't had a good rest for a long time.

However, Naraku, who closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, waved his hand impatiently.

The next moment, the middle-aged man was dragged to the torture device by the executioners and tied up.

"You are so tyrannical, you will die badly, and the Kingdom of Fire will be buried in your hands sooner or later!"

As soon as the words fell, the middle-aged man was skillfully pulled out his tongue with iron tongs by the executioners, so as not to yell and disturb the noble name.

The people above have long been accustomed to this, and there is no sympathy in their eyes, they all treat each other coldly.

Naraku slowly opened his eyes, sat cross-legged, made a special gesture with his hands, and said to Takuro Yamamoto:

"This is the last one, isn't it?"

Takuro Yamamoto immediately knelt on the ground respectfully,

He bowed his head and said:

"My lord, there are only these eighty-six prisoners in this batch."

Naluo chuckled, nodded and said: "It seems that the new law has been implemented well, let's execute it."

Takuro Yamamoto stood up immediately and ordered to the executioner: "Execution."

Because it is underground, the temperature in the underground palace is a little lower than that on the ground, and the chilly wind blowing from nowhere makes many people shiver.

As Takuro Yamamoto's words fell, the prisoners in the audience began to be tortured inhumanely.

The more violent ones include roasting, snake bites, frying in oil, and hacking into pieces.

The more gentle ones include dripping water torture and sticking torture (wet paper is pasted on the face one by one until suffocation.)

"Woooo..."

All these prisoners had their tongues pulled out without exception, and they could only howl and struggle in great pain.

Only unwilling tears slipped from the corners of his eyes and fell on the cold ground.

Under the torture, the emotions of the prisoners reached the highest peak ever in their lives.

But as the torture continued, the prisoners died one after another.

At the moment of their death, their moods went from high to dead, and a huge emotional power overflowed from somewhere.

These emotional powers will be absorbed by Naluo and others first.

Those who can't absorb it all at once will be absorbed by people on the second and third floors.

Obviously, after Naraku sent people to ask for the cultivation method of the immortals from the Temple of Fire, they thought of this crooked way to practice immortality.

After tasting the taste of power, Naraku's new law became more and more severe.

There are almost no penalties such as detention, and only the severity of the crime is used to determine the degree of torture that the prisoner needs to suffer.

Half an hour later, Naluo felt that the emotional power around her was gone, so she reluctantly opened her hands.

He stretched out his hand and clenched his fist, with an obsessed look on his face, and murmured: "Power always makes people addicted to it."

"Dakong."

"The subordinates are here."

"Who are the contestants from each country who haven't arrived yet?"

"My lord, only player Konoha is missing."

When Naluo heard this, a cold look flashed in his eyes, and he said leisurely: "Still on the lonely train?"

Shanghe Dakong said in a deep voice, "Yes, probably at noon tomorrow."

A sinister smile flashed across the corner of Naraku's mouth and said:

"No matter what he says, he is also representing my country of fire, so you go to greet him on behalf of Gu.

Don't lose the face of my Daming Mansion. "

After finishing speaking, he squinted his eyes at the tortured people under the table.

"As ordered."

After Shanghe Dakong left, Naraku put his hands on the armrest, slowly got up and said, "Takuro."

Takuro Yamamoto immediately knelt on the ground, bowed his head and said, "What orders do you have, my lord?"

Naluo tapped the handrail with her finger and said, "Add one to the new law, the crime of deceiving the emperor."

Takuro Yamamoto said in a deep voice, "I don't know what kind of punishment my lord will arrange for this crime."

Hearing this, Naraku frowned slightly, reached out and rubbed his temples, and after thinking for a long time, he sneered and said:

"I can't think of a more interesting torture for a while, so you can write an unpardonable crime."

"yes."

The next day, at noon.

"Clang, clang, clang..."

In the station of the Fire City, a group of shirtless workers are opening new lines with shovels.

"Dirty~"

A worker straightened up and looked in the direction of the siren sound in the distance.

I saw a jet-black steam train slowly approaching the station. At a glance, the front of the train seemed to give off a ferocious feeling, like a beast.

The sky was originally clear, but endless dark clouds appeared in the sky behind the train, like a dark gray curtain, spreading towards the city of fire.

"It looks like it's going to rain."

The worker could not help but murmur.

"All go back to rest, the station is under temporary martial law."

Accompanied by the majestic deep shout, a group of city guards wearing standard uniforms and long knives at the waist and hips drove the workers away and guarded every corner of the station.

At this time, a middle-aged man with white hair came to the platform on a brown horse led by several followers.

The middle-aged man is Uchiha Tonan's immediate boss when he was working in the Fire City, the chief of the Weifu: Shanghe Daikong.

I saw Shanghe Dakong narrowing his eyes slightly, staring at the oncoming train sullenly, wondering what was going on in his mind.

When the train entered the station and hadn't stopped completely, Shanghe Dakong said loudly:

"Welcome Konoha Chunin Uchiha Tunan to participate in the Five Great Nations Honor Chunin Competition. Fight for the honor of the Fire Nation."

As soon as Shanghe Dakong finished speaking, hundreds of guards in the station straightened their chests and shouted in unison: "Fight for the honor of the Fire Nation."

"Fight for the honor of the Fire Nation."

"Fight for the honor of the Fire Nation."

......

In the carriage, Uchiha Tonan's ear pinna moved slightly, his eyes became scarlet, and the Sangou jade slowly circulated.

In an instant, he saw this scene at the station through the drawing board in front of him, the seat in the car, and the driver's cab.

Uchiha Tonan narrowed his eyes subconsciously, the picture was gradually enlarged, and the figure of Kamikawa Daizora was reflected in his pupils.

Immediately, the corners of his mouth were slightly outlined, he slapped the drawing board on the table, took a sip of the still warm tea, and murmured: "The domineering side leaks."

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