Early the next morning, Wang Xiu packed his bags early and left the village alone. The pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info did not inform anyone, and no one came to disturb him.

Only somewhere in the village, a girl stood on the balcony, silently looking in the direction of the entrance of the village, praying for one person.

The whisper that had been in my ear yesterday is still very clear now.

"No matter how old we get, even if we lose our teeth, we can't walk anymore. I will be by your side, accompany you, grow older with you, never give up, and depend on life and death......"

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A few days later.

Wang Xiu's figure stood in front of the country of rain, the rain ninja village.

The rain was pouring down, and there were endless clouds in sight, and there was no trace of sunlight in sight.

The climate of this country is very special, and it rains all year round, like a sad mother, watching her children compete to kill, shedding sad tears.

Looking at the iron gate high above his head, Wang Xian wanted to step in, his heart moved, and he silently took off his forehead guard and pulled one on it with kunai.

Destroying one's own forehead guard is a sign of rebellion and the rules of the Rain Ninja Village. They allowed the renegade to come here and protected them, but they had to mark themselves.

Wang Xiu is not a traitor, he is just doing this to hide people's eyes.

There is a big difference between Rain Ninja Village and Konoha in that the houses here are all made of bricks and stones, and there are many drainage pipes crisscrossing each other, but it has a bit of a factory smell.

Because of the rain, there were not many pedestrians on the road, only a few ninjas wearing robes and hiding their heads under their hats. Either you have taken a mission and are ready to go out, or you have just returned from completing a mission.

In this kind of place, Wang Xiu's dress is not unusual, hidden under the gray cloak, and there is no face in sight. It is like the sun of this country, hidden in the clouds, and does not dare to show its face.

Facing him, two figures walked up, their faces could not be seen clearly under the hat, but a robe with red clouds on a black background was a little conspicuous. According to the mission-related documents, this is the standard dress code of the Akatsuki organization, and only official members are allowed to wear it.

Except for the members of Akatsuki, no one would dress like this, and no one would dare to dress like this.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the door, he saw such two people, Wang Xiu's heart was still a little nervous, his heart was pounding, and it seemed to jump to his throat.

Fortunately, this ninja completely isolated his breath and did not reveal his emotions.

There were no accidents, the two sides passed by, nothing happened, just like others, like strangers.

It wasn't until he turned a few corners and disappeared that Wang Xiu breathed a sigh of relief and put his mind at ease.

Shortly after he left, one of the two paused, and as he passed by, he inadvertently swept the forehead guard around the other's neck, and the symbol of Konoha made his heart move.

"What's wrong?" The tall companion beside him spoke, his voice was crisp, but it was still a little peaceful, and it was very good.

Shaking his head, the man took a step and just said lightly: "It's nothing." ”

The undercover mission is not in a hurry, it takes a certain amount of time to accumulate, he can't be in a hurry, otherwise if the matter is revealed, no matter where it is, the spy will not end well.

On the rain-washed streets, a person walked slowly, not in a hurry, as if he was walking in the courtyard. His target was a bar not far away.

These days he goes every day, seems to have nothing to do, seems to be mentally decadent.

The wooden door creaked open, and the noise stopped slightly, but only stayed on him for a moment before moving away.

Without taking off his cloak, the short figure silently walked to the bar, and said slowly in an old and hoarse voice: "Give it to me... Have a beer. ”

Soon the beer was brought to him, and just as he was about to reach for it, a duster nearly hit his hand and stopped it.

"Five hundred taels." The bartender raised his head slightly, his expression was arrogant, and he looked at the person opposite with some disdain.

The price was too high for a beer, and the bartender was clearly bullying him. Because in this short period of effort, another fierce-looking Yunin, just spent twenty taels to get a better beer under the bartender's flattering smile.

"Here you go."

Without complaining or making any noise, the little man put a bill of five hundred taels on the counter, picked up his glass, and sat down silently in the corner.

Happily putting away the bill, the bartender didn't think there was anything wrong with bullying others like this. He himself is just a weak person at the bottom of society, and it is rare to meet such a soft egg who can be bullied by him and will not fight back, how can he be nothing more than an addiction to a wicked person.

This real-life stage play didn't attract much attention, and these days this man comes every day to ask for a beer, and is bullied by the bartender like a blackmailer once a day.

A glass of wine, not for long.

This strange man, who hides himself under his cloak all day, never drinks, and always sits here, neither talking to others, nor does he stand still. In such a situation, I am afraid that no one will find out that he dies here one day.

In the eyes of others, he is a good-natured eccentric, but he himself knows what he has to do.

Under the perception of the divine eye, the conversation of everyone in the entire bar is listened to by him, and what he does every day is to filter out useful information from these tens of thousands of conversations and record them.

There is no difference between day and night here, and when the time is almost up, Wang Xiu stood up and walked out.

When he just went out, the two of them glanced at each other and quietly followed.

Wang Xiu had already noticed those two people, and found that they did not panic when they followed, but walked towards the remote alley with a steady pace.

Seeing him like this, the two people not far away did not hesitate, and also quickened their pace to catch up.

If you want to change to usual, I'm afraid they will have to consider whether it is dangerous or not. However, Wang Xiu showed weakness in the bar for so long, making them think that this was a soft persimmon who was casually and very rich, and they didn't take him seriously at all.

Although he wore a ninja's forehead guard around his neck, they were also mid-ninja and didn't think that this dwarf would be stronger than them.

They had barely gone far into the alley when they noticed the figure not far away.

He didn't move his feet anymore, but stood there quietly, as if waiting for them.

Suddenly, a sense of crisis that penetrated into the soul rushed wildly, making their faces change greatly.

"It's not good, let's go!"