MM Racing Chapter 183: Ten Thousand Assassination Attempts
Chapter 183: Ten Thousand Assassination Attempts
A few days later, Uchiha Tajima officially announced that he would set off four months later to personally visit the capital of the Land of Fire to meet the daimyo.
Once the news spread
Within the Land of Fire, the various ninja clans were instantly stirred up by undercurrents, and various unusual movements arose.
Over the years, Konoha has monopolized all ninja missions in the Land of Fire with its absolute strength, cutting off the livelihoods of other ninja clans and pushing all sides to the brink of despair.
The various ninja clans had long harbored resentment and were eager to find an opportunity to attack Konoha and severely punish it. The news of Tajima's departure from the village became the fuse that ignited their anger.
Inside a Six Paths Temple
A secret meeting was quietly convened.
This meeting was initiated by the Senju clan, and apart from the Uchiha and Hyuga clans, which are tied to Konoha, all the clan leaders or core representatives of all the ninja clans in the Land of Fire were present.
The atmosphere inside the hall was solemn.
Senju Butsuma stood atop the high platform, his face ashen, his fists clenched so tightly his knuckles turned white. He shouted hoarsely at the crowd below, "Fellow practitioners! Konoha has exploited us relentlessly for years, cutting off the means of survival for our various clans!"
"If we don't eliminate Konoha soon, we will only sink deeper into a passive position, and sooner or later we will be swallowed up by Konoha until not even bones are left!"
"Konoha itself destroyed the livelihoods of all our ninja clans!"
"We must fight back! Only by completely annihilating Konoha can we preserve the foundation for the survival of all races!"
The Buddha's words fell
Representatives and tribal chiefs from various ethnic groups below the stage all showed anger on their faces, their eyes filled with resentment and hatred, and low curses and echoes rose and fell.
"I propose that we immediately form an anti-Konoha army, with all clans joining forces to attack Konoha!"
One of the clan chiefs slammed his fist on the table and made a stern suggestion.
"Perfect timing! While Uchiha Tajima is away from the village on his way to the capital, we can strike secretly and kill him first! Then we can send a top assassin to infiltrate Konoha and eliminate Elder Manji!"
Another clan elder chimed in with a sinister look, a ruthless glint in his eyes.
"But who should we send to assassinate him?"
"Wan Ci is just an ordinary person. I know someone who can kill Wan Ci!"
Inside the hall, everyone was talking at once, their emotions growing increasingly excited, and in no time they finalized the entire plan.
A separate elite team was dispatched to ambush Uchiha Tajima, who was traveling outside.
Another group of assassins was dispatched to secretly infiltrate Konoha and carry out 10,000 assassinations.
If these two steps succeed, Konoha will instantly fall into chaos with no leader.
At that time, all the major ninja clans will regroup their forces, form an allied army, and march together to completely crush Konoha!
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Within the land of Taki, waterways abound and mountains and forests intertwine.
At that time, Takigakure Village had not yet been established, and various ninja clans scattered there occupied their own territories.
Although they were confined to a corner of the country, with the rise of Konoha and its monopoly on missions, a deep sense of discontent gradually grew.
"Kakuzu, this is your next mission."
In an ancient ninja stronghold, an elderly man with white hair and beard slowly stepped forward and gently handed a scroll of secret orders to the young man in front of him.
The boy was only twelve years old, with healthy light black skin, a angular face, and a resolute gaze. He exuded an indomitable spirit and was none other than Kakuzu.
Kakuzu glanced down at the mission details on the scroll and was immediately stunned, involuntarily gasping for breath.
Kakuzu looked up at the old man: "Elder, you want me to assassinate...the Grand Elder of Konoha ten thousand times?"
"Um."
The old man's expression was solemn. He nodded heavily and reassured everyone with a firm tone, "That's right."
"Don't worry, everyone knows that Manji is just an ordinary person skilled in scheming, and has no strong ninjutsu skills whatsoever. You just need to find the right opportunity and pierce his heart with a kunai, and you can easily take his life."
Upon hearing this, Kakuzu lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment, then his eyes sharpened, and he decisively agreed: "Alright, I'll take this mission."
"I'm leaving tonight!"
Kakuzu spoke with a firm tone, full of confidence.
At this time, Kakuzu was only twelve years old, a time of youthful vigor and arrogance, and he felt that this was a task that could be easily accomplished.
The only problem is figuring out how to dodge the guards ten thousand times.
Meanwhile, at the Konoha residence
Wan Cigang was slightly taken aback when he read the secret report from his subordinate and learned that an assassin was coming to kill him.
After a moment's hesitation, he pondered for a while and then made a decision, softly instructing, "Since the assassin is coming, let's open the defenses and let him in."
A few days have passed in just a few days.
Kakuzu then stealthily made his way into Konoha, hiding in the shadows of the streets and alleys.
"Ha, Konoha's security is nothing special. I managed to sneak in so easily. Next, all I need to do is head straight for the Elder Building, find Manji, and I can kill him in one fell swoop!"
Kakuzu's lips curled into a disdainful sneer, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes, as he subconsciously touched the sharp short sword strapped to his arm.
But when he inadvertently looked around at the entire village of Konoha, he was completely stunned by the sight before him!
Kakuzu couldn't help but be filled with amazement:
"Konoha is truly bustling and prosperous, with orderly streets and alleys and numerous shops, presenting a scene of peace and prosperity. It is an unprecedented place of extravagance and debauchery. It is hard to imagine how much wealth can be accumulated here every day."
"It's even more prosperous than the Great City of the Land of Fire."
Kakuzu was secretly making plans.
"I'm afraid the monthly rent for Konoha Bank is even higher than that of Kikyo Mountain..."
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Konoha Manji's Residence
Wanci sat alone on a stone bench by the pond, holding a fishing rod, his fingertips gently flicking the fishing line, the hook drifting leisurely into the water.
A dark shadow appeared silently behind Wanci, like a ghost.
Only after the dark figure stopped did Wanci slowly open his eyes, his gaze calm and composed, showing no sign of panic.
"Hehehe, I really didn't expect that the dignified Elder of Konoha wouldn't even arrange a single guard by his side, which gave me an opportunity to take advantage of the situation."
Kakuzu's cold voice rang out from behind, carrying the sharpness unique to a twelve-year-old boy, and his tone was full of mockery.
Manji's lips curled into a slight smile as he spoke calmly, "At such a young age, you dared to infiltrate Konoha alone to carry out an assassination. Your courage is truly remarkable, Kakuzu."
The moment he accurately called out his own name, Kakuzu's brows furrowed sharply, and a hint of doubt suddenly arose in his heart.
Wanci was too calm, showing no surprise whatsoever, as if he had expected him to come. This unusual calmness made Wanci feel uneasy.
Suppressing his distracting thoughts in an instant, Kakuzu's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he sneered, "The dead don't need to know so much. Just go in peace!"
The voice hasn't fallen
Kakuzu suddenly exerted force with his wrist, instantly drawing the short sword hidden in his arm, the cold blade piercing through the air!
He thrust straight at Wanci's neck, his attack swift and ruthless, leaving no room for retreat.
Faced with this fatal blow, Wan Ci's expression remained calm and composed, his eyebrows and eyes unmoved, as if he were oblivious to the sharp blade coming at him.
Just as the blade of the short sword was about to touch Wanci's skin and was about to strike successfully, a dazzling and intense light suddenly erupted from Wanci's body!
The light was intense and vast, instantly sweeping across the entire courtyard, carrying with it an indescribable, immense power.
"What?!"
Kakuzu's pupils suddenly contracted, his face filled with extreme shock. He had no time to react and felt an irresistible force crashing down on him.
When he opened his eyes again, he had already fallen heavily to the ground. His meridians seemed to be completely sealed, and his limbs were so stiff that he could not move at all. He could only lie there in a sorry state, completely powerless to resist.