This is a small town located on the border of the Land of Thunder, near the border of the Land of Fire.

In a small plain at the foot of a mountain, there are more than 100 houses mixed with civil engineering.

A short distance to the east of the town is a lush green sea, and to the west is an undulating mountain terrain with several wide roads leading to it, and the town is located at the foot of the mountain.

A short walk up the hill reveals a panoramic view of the town and a large forest at the top of the mountain, while looking back at an almost towering mountain peak, the peaks stretch endlessly, and at the end of the sky there is a faint rumbling thunder.

The resident population of the town is not large, only four or five hundred households. However, because it is located at the junction of thunder and fire, the geographical location is unique. Merchants, vendors, messengers and even ninjas who come and go between the two countries stop here to wash away the dust of the days of travel.

Outsiders generally carry goods with them, and from time to time exchange local products with the residents of the town. Over time, there were days in the town that were specially arranged for the exchange of goods, the so-called gatherings.

Inoue Emon is a serious businessman, his family has been in business for more than 30 years, and there have been ninjas in the family. In this troubled world where human life is cheaper than grass, surviving like this is simply blessed by the goddess of luck.

Sensing the slowdown, Inoue Emon poked his head out of the carriage, he glanced at the somewhat crowded crowd, frowned with a few wrinkles, and muttered in a low voice, "It's obviously a broken place, why are there so many people coming every time?" ”

As for why there are so many people and have been in business for more than ten years, he also understands in his heart that just a few habitual complaints have just begun.

"Boss, be quiet, if the ninja of the Land of Thunder hears us, we'll be in trouble." The coachman driving the carriage reminded in a whisper.

"Long-winded, here, there is that ninja who has nothing to do with me." Still, the Ininoe doorman glanced around, mostly villagers dressed in coarse cloth, and some of them were merchants who had gone to the Land of Thunder like him.

Feeling that something was still wrong, he turned his head to look at the few people sitting on the roof of the carriage behind him, and after seeing that they did not react, he seemed to be relieved and exhaled a long breath.

He was carrying a small caravan, and the goods he was transporting were of great importance to him, and he had specially commissioned them with a large amount of money in the Konoha Ninja Village, which had just been established in the Land of Fire.

Konoha paid special attention to this, and sent two upper ninjas and two middle ninjas. And the task delegation is rated B+.

He can rest assured in the territory of the Land of Fire, but now that he has come to the territory of the Land of Thunder, he is not good at picking anything, especially since it has been rumored recently that the great clans of the Land of Thunder have also ended the war, and the major clans have signed an armistice agreement and begun to plan to establish a ninja village.

"Da, da, da." The sound of horses' hooves around is mixed with the shouting and selling of people. It's chaotic, like a vegetable market. The carriage went leisurely, but fortunately the town was not large, and they soon came to the resting place, which was a relatively modest inn.

There are several such inns in the town, and this one happens to be owned by a boss he knows well, so he can stay with confidence.

He ordered someone to sort out the goods simply, and then took them to the hotel.

Leaving a few people and two shinobi to guard the goods, the inoue doorman beckoned the other guys and the two ninjas to go out to the market.

From time to time, ninjas appear in this market, bringing two shinobi with them to protect their own safety, and secondly, there are some "special" things here that can be given as gifts to the two shinobi.

As a businessman who traveled north and south during the Warring States period, it is a must to have fun in time, because you can't guarantee that your head will still be on your neck in the next second.

In addition to the trade routes, the merchants of every place are often clear.

He remembered that there were a few special prostitutes here that could be presented to ninja-sama, although the price was not expensive......

Ninjas are something that any ordinary person can befriend.

Less than ten steps out, the crowd in the distance suddenly gathered, and it was black.

"What's going on?" The inoue doorman was puzzled, and curiosity drove him towards the crowd. The group did not know why, but they all followed the well guard.

The two shinobi glanced at each other.

"Did you feel depressed?"

"No, what's wrong?"

"It's okay, maybe it's my delusion." One of the shinobi frowned and said. Just now he sensed a huge force, as if... The chakra of Hokage-sama, but as soon as he realized it, the chakra disappeared.

It's fleeting, it's not real or clear.

"Maybe I'm too nervous about the mission." Shangnin shook his head and laughed to himself. "This kind of task can still be so intense, and it is really going back the more I live."

……

"Do you know it's wrong?" Uncomfortable sounds emanated from the crowd.

"Big... Great, my lord, I ......" in a humble tone, as if begging for mercy, but before he could finish speaking, he stopped, as if he was being held back by something.

In the center of the crowd stood a tall, thin, dark-skinned young man in his twenties, dressed in a dusty ninja family costume with a broken right arm and a dull color.

The corners of the young man's mouth were raised with a sneer, and there was a look of disdain in his eyes, but if you looked closely, you could see that in the depths of his eyes was dazed, panicked, and a touch of hysterical madness.

He grabbed a man by the neck and lifted him into the air.

The man, about thirty or forty years old, was a middle-aged man.

The man wanted to ask for mercy, but he was pinched by that hand, and he could only let out a cry of "Ahhhhhh The man was dressed in coarse cloth and looked like he was a local.

There were a lot of people around, some of whom had clenched their fists and their faces were flushed, but they were holding back, because the person not far away was a ninja.

Inoue Emon squeezed into the front and saw the scene.

"This?!" A trace of anger flashed in his eyes, and he instinctively turned his head to look at the two upper ninjas who were not far from him, only to see that the two upper ninjas had flat faces, and there were no emotional fluctuations in their eyes, and they were as quiet as a pool of stagnant water.

Between ninjas, there are no quest conflicts, no family feuds. It's basically whatever you like, just don't get in the way. As for righteousness and bravery, it is just a patent for young people.

Even at this time, you only need to release your chakra and release your momentum to save the man, but the ninja will not do it for an irrelevant passerby.

The inoue doorman also understood this, but still had a glimmer of hope in his heart. It's just that his hope is obviously a little redundant.

At this time, the man's face had turned purple, his body struggled greatly, his eyes were white, and white foam flowed from his mouth.

The young ninja looked at the man with disgust, and slowly took the man's hand. "Click!" There was a crisp thump.

The middle-aged man suddenly stopped fluttering, put his head on it, and lost his breath.

"Despicable fellow, ruined my appetite." The young ninja looked at the middle-aged man coldly, threw the man away like garbage, and after a few disgusted glances, he turned his gaze to a girl in the crowd who was hiding behind a middle-aged woman.

The girl looked like eighteen or nineteen, with a delicate face, wearing a coarse cloth dress, through which the delicate curves could be faintly seen.

"You're enough! Isn't it enough to kill someone?! Someone in the crowd shouted.

"yes, what else do you want?!"

"Brute, get out of our town!"

Man is a social animal, and also has a herd mentality, and when someone takes the lead, there will often be a second, third, or even more people.

The anger of the crowd was mobilized, and righteous indignation was abounding. Under the denunciation of dozens of people, anger flashed on the young man's face: "These ants! I'm a ninja! Ah, ninja! ”

"Humph!!" The young man snorted coldly, and a strong chakra erupted with this cold snort, and the cold killing intent spread around him.

"Elite Shinobi."

The people who were indignant just now suddenly stopped talking, and the scene suddenly quieted down, and some people still had their mouths open but did not make any more sounds, which was weird and ridiculous.

The young man looked at the crowd around him with satisfaction, until his gaze swept over the two ninjas with forehead guards beside the Inoe doorman, and his pupils suddenly widened, "Konoha ninja?!" His eyes drooped slightly, he didn't say anything, and turned his head to look at the girl.

The Konoha ninjas didn't make a move just now, and now they don't provoke them.

"Little baby, no one will bother you anymore," the young man walked towards the girl as if no one was there, with a wicked smile on his face.

At this moment, a cold and pleasant sound sounded.

"Boy, you'd better stop."