He was in Konoha, exuding an aura of dominance.

Tens of thousands of yuan was undoubtedly a huge sum of money for them. Most importantly, this money was earned through their hard work and was taken from the enemy!

Just as things were getting restless, the chubby little boy, Akimichi Choza, made a swift, sliding kneeling entrance, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and gleamed with bright eyes.

"Big brother! From now on, you're my real big brother!"

Nara Shikaku rolled his eyes.

Damn, so unambitious.

Turning around, I saw that Haiyi in the mountains had already disappeared.

"Big brother! From now on, whoever you say you'll kill, we'll kill!"

Although the civilians were a beat slower in their actions, their attitude was even better.

Satisfied with their attitude, Wu Xian casually tossed the money over and shouted.

"Those who are loyal to me will receive everything they deserve, and those who don't deserve anything, as long as I find them pleasing, will still receive it!"

"loyalty!!"

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Chapter 68 A wise person knows when to yield.

"You're planning a coup."

After everyone left in excitement, Tsunade and Orochimaru finally appeared.

Tsunade strongly condemned the dangerous actions of Yuuka Ichigen and said she wanted more.

She likes to watch it.

With her eyes fixed on the money in Ijūgen's hand, Tsunade felt a surge of envy, her gaze filled with jealousy as she watched those who had taken the money away.

"Those kids are really lucky to have such a good opportunity."

If it weren't for the urgent need for Iwagakure to bring back the Jinchuriki, even though this was Konoha territory, those brats would have been in for a beating for daring to act so arrogantly in front of ninjas from an enemy country.

Unlike now, although I still get beaten, at most a few days of pain will only cost me tens of thousands of yuan.

This deal is incredibly lucrative.

"It's a pity they're a bunch of poor bastards."

"Then let's go rob some rich people!" After witnessing once again the audacious money-making methods of Ijūgen, Tsunade was filled with admiration.

They're in a rush to make big money.

Orochimaru is the same.

Doing scientific research is very expensive, okay?

The main reason was that he heard from Isogen that the research materials for the Byakugan were ready, but the research funding was lacking.

Not long after, at the Hokage Building, Hiruzen Sarutobi, who was checking for any oversights in his work, finally received a report from the Anbu.

"What do you mean by a group of kids directly confronting visitors from Iwagakure and stealing their money?"

He recognized all the words, but the combination of them was too magical and astonishing.

Upon hearing that Wu Zixian was also among them and that he was the mastermind, the wrinkles in his brain were instantly smoothed out by an invisible hand.

"Then it's not surprising."

After his initial reflection, Hiruzen Sarutobi's secret delight was almost out in the open.

Although this will definitely leave a bad impression, the effect of this show of force is simply too good to pass up.

After formal negotiations, those hidden rock villagers will definitely not be able to jump up and down; their arrogance will be greatly suppressed.

"Wu Shixian, what a good boy!"

The Thousand Hands Old House.

Mito Uzumaki received the news at the same time and made the following arrangements.

"Summon the monkey... the Hokage to see me." The Anbu lowered his head and activated his Body Flicker Technique.

Mito Uzumaki remained calm.

Based on her understanding of Isogen's excellent mental state, none of the people who entered Konoha at the same time could escape.

Well, the real headache is the monkeys.

In the courtyard reserved for officials from the Land of Fire, Fujiwara Osamu sipped his tea, ignoring the outside disturbances.

boom!

The gate and the wall interact intimately.

Fujiwara Osamu's heart skipped a beat, and he almost jumped into the air.

Could that sudden, loud noise be that group that the nobles fear so much...?

Looking at the two children who seemed to be back in their own home, Fujiwara Osamu's expression froze slightly for a moment before he realized what was happening and began to scrutinize them.

He didn't recognize the boy, but the girl's features were obvious; her pure Byakugan proved that she was of the Hyuga clan bloodline.

The Hyuga clan has a long history and, although it is a force on the ninja side, it is also highly regarded by the nobility.

But even the Hyuga clan cannot be so rude.

He frowned and was about to ask a question.

"I am the biggest reason you came here this time."

The sound is stuck.

Fujiwara Osamu began to reminisce.

That aristocrat who lost 20 pounds for free...

Snapped!

He closed his folding fan and immediately switched to a friendly smile.

"Hahaha, so it's you, Isogen-kun. It's a pleasure to meet you. I am the Minister of the Land of Fire, from the Fujiwara clan, and my name is Osamu."

Although the purpose of this trip to Konoha was to hold someone accountable, after making some inquiries, Fujiwara Osamu realized something was wrong; the person being held accountable seemed to be in poor mental condition.

I still have to show my nobleman's friendly smile. Questioning me is just too much. How can I be so rude to the future guardian of the Land of Fire?

Besides, I don't need to lose weight; I can just stay the same.

Fifty strings tilted their heads slightly.

.

This guy is so polite.

Don't think that just because you're polite I won't bother you.

"Do you two have something to discuss with me, or do you have a message to deliver to the Hokage?"

Igogaku is a reasonable person. Since Fujiwara Osamu is willing to speak politely, he will naturally try to be courteous first and then resort to force.

Hinata Mizuki took out a small whiteboard and started writing and drawing, then turned to Fujiwara Osamu.

You'll have to pay protection money if you come to Konoha.

Protection fees...

Fujiwara Osamu's brain went into a state of malfunction.

He was no stranger to protection money, the money that samurai gangsters forcibly extorted from the vulnerable. Many nobles trained suitable black gloves to harvest the wealth of the common people.

In the minds of the nobles, it was a terrible thing for a lot of hard-earned money to fall into the hands of commoners.

Let the noble gentlemen reluctantly accept it.

Fujiwara Osamu did not build a yakuza force. With his status, family assets, and personal income from legitimate channels, he could live a comfortable life. Protection money was also paid voluntarily by other officials. Why would he need to get involved in the filth of the yakuza?

As for whether the money offered up by those below was obtained through coercion, that was not his concern.

It's quite unusual to be charged protection money.

So, is this a joke...?

Snapped.

A hand landed on his head.

The fifty strings seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"I have already expressed my courtesy; your answer had better satisfy me."

"Um," Fujiwara Osamu decided to play a trick... and test the waters, "what if my answer doesn't satisfy you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt the world spinning around him, a truly wondrous experience.

"...Ughhhhhh!!"

The members of the secret service who heard the commotion outside the door were startled and were about to rush in when they were drawn to two figures.

Tsunade, Orochimaru the Cold-Hearted.

That's fine.

Back at their posts, the expressions of the secret agents remained as unchanging as rocks.

Healing with palm magic.

Fujiwara Osamu is in perfect health.

Having recovered from his injuries, Fujiwara no Osamu made the following arrangements to repay the kindness of his doctor.

"I am quite wealthy and would like to offer one hundred million taels of silver as a token of my gratitude for your medical treatment."