Each person is worth one million taels, and three people are three million taels in total, which can be a very simple mathematical problem if you simply put it simply.

However, once you put it in a realistic way, it will be a good enough amount of money!

Obviously, such a price is enough to attract a group of uneven hungry wolves, maybe a group, maybe one, two.

However, there is a high probability that there will be only wolves that are completely hungry and have no strength.

Assassinate?

No.

For ninjas, it is obviously the most common way to complete tasks, but for most of the stupid, only wild remnants, they easily abandon this way, and they only choose to show arrogance.

Like this!

Like now.

Appear in front of the mission objective!

They always say tiresome nonsense, the arrogance that their nostrils deliberately high, the childishness that speaks without brains, the shallow and ridiculously murderous spirit?

In them, not to be seen!

Can't see it!

I can't see the real quality of being a ninja.

"So, is it rejecting our kindness? Gremlin. ”

"Is it painful to want to die? Gremlin. ”

"Are you real? Say such stupid things? Gremlin. ”

What remains in my ears is the last words!

So.

Gremlin!

Gremlin!!

Gremlin! Something.

Really.

How much do you look down on me?

How much do you look down on us?

Wrath!

There are no words other than anger that can fully describe the strong emotions in the heart.

So, raise your legs angrily, the hateful mouth that is still opening and closing, the guy who is still trying to say something, the head that is filled with all the ridiculous thoughts.

Clean!

Simply!

Complete!

Crushed!

Everyone in the caravan stared blankly at the young man who was trampling repeatedly, if it wasn't for two days together, they couldn't believe that they would see the same person.

~~~~~~

It turned out that the speed of the black market killer's action was much faster than expected, and the journey of the day to start again, obviously less than a kilometer, met a dozen ridiculous pathos who appeared in front of them.

Of course.

Now, just a dozen cold corpses.

Among the dozen ninjas, a few limited ones should be considered medium ninjas, and most of them should be lower ninjas.

It was Hinata Snow who came up with this specific inference.

The white eye can see through the chakra in the other party's body, so according to the different amount of chakra, you can barely distinguish it.

Faced with such a lineup, Winter Night did not choose to shoot.

The only ones who completely defeated this group of guys were Mitarai and Hinata Yuki.

It also took less than five minutes for the two of them to completely resolve the battle.

Are they too strong?

When a bystander has such a sense of déjà vu.

At this time, the most appropriate and humble rhetoric should be more tactful.

There's only one real reason!

They!

These poor guys.

As enemies, no, as beasts.

It's too weak!

The combat skills are clumsy, the fighting methods are ridiculous, and the group tacit understanding is useless.

Although it was a fight between two people and a dozen people, although it was a victory for a few, but.

In this battle, it is not the number that determines the victory or defeat, because.

Quantity never means shoddy.

And.

It's not worth it for two people anyway!

Warriors, the so-called warriors, take it as honor to challenge the strong to win, and victory over the weak as shame.

Ninjas are not warriors, ninjas don't need honor, and they don't need shame.

But they still know one thing.

What they got from this battle was not [honor], but [shame], which was unpleasant for them to stand up for themselves as the strongest.

Without the idea of picking up the remains of the unworthy losers, the caravan passed through the road tainted with blood and flesh in an eerie atmosphere.

~~~~~~

It's a devastating fact.

It's like the guy they first met, the stupid guy, there are so many more than they think.

Until I met the ninjas of the fifth wave of the black market, it was already close to dusk.

By that time, the so-called [experience] had been accumulated inexplicably.

And then.

It's already the norm to kill if they don't agree with each other, because they don't want to listen to it again and again, the lines are similar, similar, and maybe even the last words that have not changed at all. After all, they can only completely shut that nasty mouth after they die!

"Earth Escape-Rock Pillar Gun!"

With the shout of the name of ninjutsu, the rampaging stone pillar that drilled out of the ground pierced another fragile body, and he himself continued to dodge, no longer having the strength of the original leisurely time.

Slightly panting, I don't know how many times Mitarai has performed ninjutsu, and the number of chakras in his body is not much.

In fact, with the arrival of a wave of Bosnian ninjas.

The strength of the ninjas encountered, although they still haven't broken through the upper limit of the middle ninja, but occasionally they will have bad luck, and from them, they will meet some real and powerful ninja teams, such as now.

~~~~~~

I regretted it, and it was like that.

Looking up at the sky, most of the time I don't think about anything, but a small part of the time, maybe I am really watching the blue sky and white clouds, or I am pretending to be high and peeping at my own insignificance, or maybe I am forcing myself not to think about the results that have come.

So.

When the muscles literally transmit fatigue to the brain.

People may take it seriously.

In fact, the number can sometimes be enough to frustrate.

For your own mood, the mood at this moment, it is enough to use chagrin.

After all, it's not despair!

At the end of the day, six waves in a row, the last and most recent wave of killings, took place shortly before dinner.

There are nearly a hundred ninjas, even if they are [weak], they are not the type of ants, and they can be counted as chickens and dogs, right?

In short, simply killing chickens and dogs, a person will be tired.

Muscles will get tired, physical strength will be lost, energy will decrease, this is what people are, and ninjas are people.

So, tired!

Then, sleep!

In the end, I didn't care about it.

It's as simple as that.

Not only Hinata Yuki, but also Mitarai, this night, the two people who had finished dinner simply slept neatly, and then none of them kept vigil, because, they were sure, besides them, the forgotten third person would be burdened with this important responsibility.

It's not jealousy, it's similar, because he's the only one who doesn't have to fight or something.

Neither Hinata Yuki nor Mitarai would admit that they would make a decision for such reasons.

Of course, Winter Night himself was so convinced, and his sigh that only he could hear had not stopped for a long time, which seemed to make the cold moon even colder.

Two people drowning in sleep.

For them.

The last quiet of this busy day was not completely over until after twelve o'clock.