Naruto: I, the villain template, was hailed as a savior.

Chapter 15 Not to be a starving corpse like An'an, but to emulate the praying mantis with its mighty arms (Seeking recommendation votes and monthly tickets)

"ah!!"

A piercing scream filled the entire room.

The scalpel sliced ​​across Kosaka's thigh.

Mei Yu smiled contentedly, "My touch feels exceptionally good today. Could it be because of that medicine?"

"Heh heh, you...old bastard...you deserve to die..."

Kosaka hung his head in a daze, his face pale as a ghost, covered in sweat.

The once well-proportioned body has had a layer removed, and the wound has scabbed over, revealing dark red flesh.

The first sensation when the flesh was being cut was excruciating pain, followed by a strange sense of excitement, clearly because the scalpel had been coated with medication.

This made him increasingly excited, his senses became more and more sensitive, and his spirits soared, to the point that he couldn't even faint.

I had to stay awake every single second, clearly experiencing this inhuman torment.

For the first time, Kosaka hated the effects of the blood-tonifying medicine that he had previously praised so highly.

He never imagined that the so-called "death by a thousand cuts" could be so torturous.

This is pure "technique," or rather, exceptionally superb "knife skills."

It reminded him a bit of the way that kid used a knife.

Silent, precise, fast, deadly...

No one has ever used swordsmanship for this purpose. Even ninjas like them use illusion techniques or secret arts to interrogate people for information.

Even the nobles who enjoyed torturing people used whips, candles, and branding irons...

So, what kind of madman could have invented such a cruel form of torture?!

"what!"

Another slash ripped through the air, and Kosaka's eyes were bloodshot as he weakly growled, "Madman! Madman! You old madman!!"

But only the desolate silence of the desolate island answered his mournful howls and screams.

Mei Yu seemed not to hear him at all, just smiling and talking to herself, then showing him the piece of meat she had cut off, almost as if she was showing it off.

"Enough! Enough! Who exactly are you people?!"

Kosaka's face twitched, and he asked weakly, "There's no way there are pirates like you. Are you dogs kept by some nobleman? Or are you from Hanzo of the Land of Rain?!"

Upon hearing this, Mei Yu paused, squinting at him.

"Hanzo?" Mei Yu sneered, as if insulted. "That brainless warrior? That selfish, jealous, arrogant, and incorrigible lackey of the daimyo?"

"...What did you say?"

Kosaka was still hissing in pain when he heard this, his eyes widened, and he stared intently at Meiyu in front of him.

Even the Third Hokage was very wary of Hanzo, calling him a man who could change the course of the war, but this old man in front of him said he was a brainless warrior.

"It seems you and your superiors think highly of Hanzo."

Mei Yu's expression turned cold, and she said in a low voice, "In a world of singing and dancing, extravagance and debauchery, those who offered honest advice were demoted, and the rest colluded with the nobles to make a fortune from the war, adding fuel to the fire of war."

"With superiors and subordinates misled, the daimyo incompetent, and the ninja's skill level uneven, what good is Hanzo's individual strength?"

As she spoke, Mei Yu's tone became somewhat manic, but her eyes grew increasingly resolute.

There are far too many people like him in this country who have given up on having any hope for those guys and are helpless about everything that has happened to the country.

Until they met Lord Yun Chuan.

They saw hope for this country, and even for the entire ninja world.

"Ha, you mean you're not nobles, not even ninjas?" Kosaka sneered. "Ridiculous, utterly ridiculous! No matter how many of you gather, it won't change anything..."

At this point, he suddenly paused, as if he had thought of something, and his eyes gradually brightened.

"Right, right! You...you all looked down on Hanzo, didn't you?" Kosaka's spirits lifted again. "Our Mizukage of Kirigakure is very kind to commoners!"

"I can help you contact the Mizukage, and I can help that brat... no, I can help your Lord Kumokawa become the leader of Amegakure!"

Upon hearing the words "Lord Mizukage" and "the position of leader," Meiyu's eyes revealed a barely perceptible sarcasm.

Idiot! Utterly short-sighted idiot!

Just as Lord Yun Chuan said.

The finches know their ambitions!

Meiyu suddenly lost interest in what was akin to "missionary work".

What truly imprisons a person is often not talent, but the shackles of their mind!

The main point he was talking about was clearly the daimyo and nobles, but this Kirigakure ninja only dared to make empty promises, saying he would become the leader of Amegakure, and didn't even dare to say he would overthrow the daimyo of the Land of Rain.

Like him, both the samurai and most of the ninjas were trapped in the ideological prison that had been passed down for thousands of years in the ninja world.

"Whatever, someone like you wouldn't understand."

Mei Yu's expression gradually calmed down, and she smiled and said, "I did all this out of my own will. Even if the final result is death, it doesn't matter, just like what Lord Yun Chuan said."

"I'd rather starve than be a helpless corpse, like a praying mantis leaping forward! Hahaha!"

Seeing the fervor in Mei Yu's eyes, Kosaka's pupils trembled violently, and a strange fear mixed with trepidation welled up like a spring.

It's a fear without any reason, like a venomous snake crawling all over your body, pressing down on you little by little with its icy temperature.

"You're all crazy! You're all crazy! What kind of mind-controlling agent did that guy give you... Ah!!"

Mei Yu replaced the dull scalpel with a new one and then began repeatedly slicing flesh from the soles of her feet.

The soles of the human feet are incredibly sensitive, and this sensation was almost unbearable for him.

Especially after discovering this guy's madness and fanaticism, it directly accelerated the collapse of Kosaka's psychological defenses.

Blood gushed from the broken bridge of his nose, his eyes were bloodshot, veins bulged on his forehead, and his body swelled unnaturally, as if it were about to burst from the inside out.

Almost in a moment of mental confusion, he clenched his teeth, a look of death flashed in his eyes, and he ground his back teeth hard.

But it was only at this moment that he suddenly realized...

The thing that should have been hidden in the groove between the outer side of the teeth and the skin has mysteriously disappeared!

"What are you looking for?"

Mei Yu suddenly smiled, pulled a small pill from her pocket, and said sarcastically, "I guess you're looking for this?"

That was clearly a drug used by members of the Hidden Mist Village's ANBU to prevent themselves from being captured and to commit suicide in order to avoid physical pain or reveal secrets.

Kosaka, who could no longer hold on, originally planned to commit suicide and take the information to his grave!

Now he can't even commit suicide!

"Enough! I'll talk! I'll talk! You old madman! Just give me a straight answer!!"

Kosaka's cracked lips broke open again, and the dual torment of physical and psychological suffering finally drove him to utter despair. He screamed hoarsely, begging to confess.

"No rush," Mei Yu waved her hand cheerfully. "Let's try some other instruments of torture, shall we?"

Seeing Kosaka's eyes gradually darken, Mei Yu squinted her eyes but breathed a sigh of relief.

Of all the people arrested, this guy has persisted the longest.

Fortunately, he did not disappoint Lord Yun Chuan's trust.

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"What?"

Inside the guest room, Mei Yu pointed to her bewildered face, looked at Yun Chuan who was sitting on the bed reviewing intelligence, and asked in astonishment, "You mean, you don't need me anymore?"

Although he doesn't seek rewards for his work, he doesn't want to be fired either!

"Uncle Meiyu, what are you thinking about!" Yun Chuan looked up helplessly and emphasized, "It's to let you rest for a while and spend more time with Xiao Shiyu. We'll still look for you when we need you, it's not that we're abandoning you!"

He paused abruptly, met Mei Yu's gaze, and softened his tone: "Besides, you have some personal matters to attend to, don't you?"

Having said that, Yun Chuan ignored Uncle Mei Yu's stunned expression and lowered his head again to look at the information he had extracted from Kosaka.

The Third Mizukage underwent a drastic change in temperament. When faced with ninja clans engaging in underhanded tactics, he abandoned his previous gentle approach and launched a swift and ruthless attack, directly wiping out a group of mid-level ninjas from ninja clans.

Most of those who persisted in their dissent were killed in public at the meeting. The suddenness of his change in temperament was astonishing, and the cruelty of his methods chilled everyone to the bone.

At the same time, he ordered Kirigakure to be placed under lockdown, strictly prohibiting its residents from leaving the village without authorization, and ceasing all external trade.

Furthermore, they began secretly assembling a ninja force, with the target being...

The Land of Whirlpools!

Knock...knock...

Yun Chuan lowered his head slightly, his fingers tapping the table paused, and a few ambiguous emotions slowly flowed through his eyes.

Is this grand drama finally about to begin?

(End of this chapter)