Chapter 404：

To a certain extent.

His adoptive mother, pharmacist, No Naoyu, would be harmed, which was inevitable.

When I leave and go to prepare...

A bold plan in Hyuga's heart will also be implemented by the way.

With the help of the plan of acknowledging the pharmacist's pocket and the pharmacist Nooyu...

It also caused Pharmacist Ye Naiyu to fall into despair for a short time and became his own tool for the production of Diablo Chakra.

Following Ye Cang.

The desperate plan of No. 2 Toolman, Yakushi No Naoyu has also been arranged...

"Strength...I need more strength! More "Dark Chakras", so... in order to complete the next "reform" of my body! "

Hyuga Xiao's eyes were burning.

Getting the bones to absorb the dark chakra is just the first step.

Next, there is a second step...

End of this chapter

Konoha.

It's a long-lost village for Yakushi Ye Nou.

After she returned here, she went to Shimura Danzo to report.

After talking a little bit about this long-term mission that lasted several years, I asked to see my adopted son... Pharmacist pocket.

This request was agreed.

According to the location mentioned by Shimura Danzo, Yakushi Ye Nao went.

Dim street lights, silent night.

Pharmacist Ye Naiyu went to that place with a sense of suspicion.

Does the adopted son who haven't seen him in a few years still recognize himself?

What will he say after seeing it?

Ting Shimura Danzo said that his adopted son was arranged to enter a ninja school and is currently studying.

If it goes well, you can graduate in a few years and become an official ninja.

Pharmacist Ye Naiyu is looking forward to meeting him...

soon.

Pharmacist Ye Naiyu arrived at the residence.

The lights are on.

Pharmacist Ye Naiyu knocked on the door, and then waited endlessly.

After a long time passed, the pharmacist Ye Nao who realized something was wrong, quickly sensed the room.

Found...no one inside.

Is Shimura Dan hiding lying to himself?

Pharmacist Ye Naiyu slammed open the door and found a note hanging from the ceiling.

"If you want to see your adopted son, come to the torture department alone."

"!"

Pharmacist Ye Naiyu's pupils shrank and turned back in an instant.

10 minutes later.

Yakushi Ye Naiyu, who was walking through the night, came to the entrance of the torture department.

To be precise, it is the entrance of the deputy department.

According to the guidance of the paper, entered into it.

Rumble! !

The entrance fell.

The dark iron gatekeeper Yakushi Ye Naoyu locked in...

......

File warehouse, root office.

The flickering candlelight outlines the silhouette of Shimura Danzo.

"Has Yakushi Nonoyu contacted "Yakushidou"? "

Shimura Danzo asked.

"Returning to Master Danzang, Yakushi Ye Naiyu has already gone to the designated location, and "Yaoshidou" is ready..."

The pharmacist pocket they mentioned is of course a fake.

Modeled after the disguise arranged by the pharmacist.

"Um......"

Shimura Danzo nodded with satisfaction.

As long as the pharmacist No Naoyu comes into contact with the fake pocket, everything will be easy to say.

Just as he was thinking about it, another subordinate appeared here.

"Danzo-sama, it's not good! "Yakushidou" was taken away! "

This subordinate brought bad news.

Not only the person who was monitoring Pharmacist Nonoyu was silently assassinated.

Even the fake pocket disappeared.

"what?"

Shimura Danzo frowned.

Then, I remembered a person's name.

"Damn...it must be the kid Hyuga Xiao did it again...!"

In an instant, Danzo figured out who was the killer.

It has been more than half a year, and no subordinates have disappeared.

This made Danzo relax his vigilance.

Thought that kid had no time to make trouble.

I didn't expect...

He finally shot.

Originally, the exchange with Dashewan was to let Dashewan do it himself.

Capture that kid.

As a result, Dashewan was not used and was not elected as Hokage.

This transaction is naturally invalidated.

Continue to let the kid go, absolutely not.

Shimura Danzo made up his mind to prepare a lore plan...

......

The Diablo Torture Department·Deputy Department.

In a dark corridor.

Pharmacist Ye Naiyu moved forward cautiously.

The torture department in front of her was completely different from what she knew.

Although she has never been to the torture department.

But also know.

This newly added building was not the torture department she knew at all.

Boom!

At the end of the corridor, a light suddenly turned on.

That hall...in the middle of the room.

A teenager was tied to it.

It's a pocket!

Based on the photos of the roots reaching Yanyin Village in the past few years, Yakist Nooyu immediately recognized his adopted son.

"Dou...dou...!"

Yao Naiyu, a pharmacist, rushed over with love and longing for his adopted son.

After learning that everyone in the orphanage is okay.

The pocket in front of him is also the only existence left that needs to be missed.

But the moment Pharmacist No Naiyu entered the room..."

boom!

A black shadow appeared, repelling the pharmacist Ye Naiyu.

"Hehe...Long time no see, Pharmacist Ye Naiyu."

Hyuga Xiao, who appeared, said to Yakushi Ye Naoyu.

"!"

Seeing the sudden change of life, Pharmacist Ye Naiyu was stunned for a moment.

"you......"

After a while, she recognized Hyuga Xiao through that stern face and white eyes.

"Did you kidnap the pocket?"

Pharmacist Ye Naiyu immediately recovered his calm and asked.

She remembered that Hyuga had said that he was the deputy minister of the torture department.

"Hehe, how can it be called kidnapping?"

Hyuga's tone is cold.

"I just wanted to surprise you."

"..."

Pharmacist Ye Naiyu stared at the man, his expression becoming more and more grim.

"Don't use such a terrible expression, Pharmacist Nonoyu, let's play a game..."

Hyuga pulled out an hourglass.

"Give you 10 seconds...you make a decision. Get rid of Shimura Danzo and work for me and become my ninja weapon, so I will let your adopted son..."

Hyuga Xiao walked to the pharmacist's pocket.

The latter, who was gagged, screamed, his eyes horrified.

Snapped.

Hyuga Xiao patted a hand on the body of the medicine master's pocket.