Chapter 508: I Want You!

Chapter 508: I Want You!

Reborn in Konoha as the Anbu Torturer Chapter 508 I Want You!

"Who?!"

Hanzo immediately shouted but there was no reply. It was as if he had been swallowed by the surrounding darkness. Everything around him was still a boundless darkness, trapping him inside.

"What's the point of hiding!"

"Come out if you dare!"

"Come out and face me!"

"You created this barrier just to kill me, right?"

"Then why don't you come out!"

"What's the point of hiding like this?!"

Hanzo said one sentence after another. His eyes were filled with anger. When those black patterns appeared just now, he was not very clear about what was going on, but he now understands.

These were all caused by the person hiding in the dark!

He understood that it was not those patterns that had life when he waved his sickle, but the person controlling the patterns behind them was using this method to toy with him.

Thinking about it now.

It was simply humiliation!

In a moment.

The flames of anger in Hanzo's heart burned fiercely. He was no longer as cautious as before. Instead, he was burning in anger. He wished that he could chop the person behind the scenes into eight pieces right now.

It was just...

There was no response at all.

It was as if he was the only one in this pitch-black space, and no one else could hear him at all.

"What's going on?"

Hanzo took a deep breath and calmed down. He realized that shouting was useless and had no effect at all.

"This barrier must be for me..."

"But if it wasn't for killing me..."

"That is to trap me!"

"Is Amegakure in danger?"

Hanzo immediately began to analyze. After he calmed down, his analytical ability began to improve instantly. He was a suspicious person and suspicious people often like to think too much.

The more they thought about it, the more their thoughts diverged.

At this time.

In Hanzo's eyes.

This barrier was to temporarily hold him back so Amegakure would temporarily lose his protection, and then achieve their goal of attacking Amegakure.

"Damn it!"

"Who is it?"

"Don't let me know!"

Hanzo's voice began to rise. He wanted to send his voice out so that the surrounding guards could hear it. The purpose of hearing it was not to save him. Instead, he hoped that these guards would be aware of the danger present and take the initiative to avoid any problems.

However.

The barrier that Aoba had set up was a barrier that could absorb sound and light.

And there were no other uses.

If Hanzo roared in anger and swung his sickle everywhere, he would break this barrier in minutes.

However, Hanzo calmed down and began to think about the situation. He did not act rashly and stayed inside the barrier that trapped him.

After all.

According to his train of thought.

Since the other party could use such a barrier on him, the other party must be prepared to prevent him from breaking it open.

He directly thinks on a deeper level.

He didn't think about the shallow level at all...

Hanzo stood still and didn't do anything else. His face, which was covered with a gas mask, seemed to be in deep thought. He began to analyze who would have done this.

...

There was no sound from Hanzo's room.

The patrolling guards were walking with lights in their hands.

Except for a guard who was lying in the corner.

There wasn't anything unusual about it at all.

Because Hanzo was being cautious in the beginning, the sound he made was too soft, so the guards outside didn't notice it at all. Later, when Hanzo roared, the soundproof barrier had been completely formed, and no one could hear it.

As for Hanzo's room, it suddenly turned dark...

Although this kind of thing was not common, but after Hanzo turned off the lights, it could also achieve a similar effect. Which guard dared to run in and ask if Hanzo was going to sleep after turning off the lights? That was simply too tired of living.

Because of this.

Hanzo was perfectly imprisoned by Aoba in a soundproof barrier. No matter what kind of sound he made from the inside, no one outside could hear him.

Slowly.

Time passed by.

Hanzo was waiting bored in the barrier. He had already adapted to the darkness here, but because it was almost endless darkness, he had no way to see where the boundary was. Because of this, he had been deceived by an illusion that there was no way to break through this barrier.

Rather than saying that he was trapped in the barrier.

It was better to say that he was trapped by his own heart!

"Damn it!"

Hanzo coldly stared ahead. According to his own speculation, the person or group who trapped him in the barrier was now attacking Amegakure.

However.

He was not that concerned.

Compared to the people in Amegakure, he cared more about himself. As long as he was still alive, everything was not a problem.

And...

Being locked up in such a place.

Not only did it not make his heart more chaotic, but it made him calm down and think about all his potential enemies.

Right now.

Hanzo was deep in thought.

Although he had not completely relaxed his guard, he was no longer as tense as before.

However.

At this moment.

"That..."

"Cough cough..."

"If you really have a need and have to fulfill it on me..."

"It's not that I can't..."

"You... you can do it!"

Hanzo gritted his teeth. He could not control his body now. If he could control it, he would just stick it out.

A man can bend and stretch.

Moreover, he was the leader of Amegakure.

Wasn't it just to contribute his precious chrysanthemum?

It wasn't that he couldn't!

Hanzo immediately made up his mind. As long as he could survive, nothing else mattered.

"????"

When Aoba saw the fearless look on Hanzo's face, question marks popped up in his head.

What was going on?

Could it be that Hanzo had some special hobbies?

Would a normal person think of something like this after being immobilized?

What was he talking about?

The corner of Aoba's mouth behind the mask twitched violently. When he was working in Konohagakure Intelligence Division, he had tied up many ninjas, but none of them were like Hanzo. He just patted his shoulder lightly and he directly became like this?

"What the hell..."

Aoba really couldn't continue watching. Hanzo didn't look like a leader anymore. He looked like a weird uncle who had taken some medicine. This made Aoba cautious when touching Hanzo.

This person...

Was there any infectious disease?

Suddenly.

Aoba's mind moved.

The black patterns on Hanzo's body instantly increased. These patterns directly locked down all of Hanzo's abilities, including his ability to speak.

Hanzo still wanted to say something but he found out that he couldn't even move his mouth.

Hanzo was anxious. He was relying on his mouth to communicate with the ninja in front of him. If he couldn't even use his mouth, how could he please this person if he was not satisfied?

Aoba did not know what Hanzo was thinking. He also did not explain anything. He originally thought that he could leave Hanzo some ability to talk and relieve his boredom in the following process. He also wanted to see what this so-called "Demigod" who stood at the peak of the ninja world would say.

But...

He found that he had misjudged Hanzo.

This person was not only cautious, but he was also very timid. In order to survive, he could sacrifice almost everything. It could even be said that he had no bottom line.

That's right!

There was no bottom line at all!

Under Hanzo's gaze, Aoba slowly raised his right hand and extended his right index finger.

Even so.

When Hanzo saw Aoba's index finger, he still had some strange thoughts in his head. He felt that this was a hinted behavior by the other party, and it seemed to be a metaphor for some special meaning.

Aoba's right index finger seemed to have blossomed, rolling up layer after layer, and a piece of paper flew out from the outermost layer.

This piece of paper was square and white in color.

After this piece of paper appeared, it gently floated toward Hanzo's head. Because it was a piece of white paper, it was exceptionally clear in this pitch-black environment.

In an instant.

All of Hanzo's attention had been attracted by this piece of paper. He watched helplessly as this piece of paper flew toward him. It grew bigger and bigger from far to near. It gradually floated over his forehead and moved outside his line of sight.

Finally.

This piece of paper fell on top of Hanzo's head.

Hum!

At this moment.

Aoba's head suddenly trembled and memories were directly uploaded into his consciousness. It was Hanzo's memories.

Other than that.

A clear electronic prompt rang out in Aoba's mind.

[Ding Dong! Memory Reading Successful! Obtained: Sword Mastery!]

Following this electronic prompt, a special intent flowed into Aoba's mind.

All of a sudden.

Aoba found that he had mastered many things.

This feeling was very special. In the past, he had felt it more than once. It was as if it had directly imprinted a type of ability into his soul.

This time, the sword master was just like the ninja master he had obtained before. It instantly allowed him to grasp many ninja and martial master techniques on the sword.

Kendo.

Fencing.

One Sword Style.

Two Sword Style.

Three Sword Style.

...

etc.

These abilities seemed to penetrate directly into Aoba's consciousness, making him instantly become a master of swords.

"It's okay..."

Aoba did not think that this was a powerful ability, but it was still a supplement to his ability. Maybe he could use it in the future.

After that.

Aoba looks at Hanzo.

Hanzo was also currently looking at Aoba.

In an instant, the atmosphere changed drastically.

"You must listen carefully to the next words. This is related to how long you can live. I will arrange a set of packages for you similar to Shimura Danzo. Of course, I have to tell you in advance that Shimura Danzo is already dead, so you have to know what to do." Aoba said coldly. He had already seen that Hanzo was a person who was afraid of death, so threatening him with death would make everything become simpler.

'Danzo was dead?!'

Hanzo widened his eyes in shock. He found it unbelievable that an old fox like Danzo would die so early.

All of a sudden.

His mood became serious.

This made him understand a very important thing. As long as he did not perform well and could not satisfy the other party's needs, he would really die!