Walking into such a dilapidated and simple thatched house, Frankimir couldn't help but hesitate for a moment. He never thought that Nanako Takeda would live in such a humble house.

In such an environment, it is impossible to survive at all, and how does Frank Mire know that the simple life of a ninja is unimaginable for ordinary people. Turning life into a penance is how ninjas survive.

Seeing his bleeding arm, Frankimir had no intention of studying the simplicity of the thatched hut, he just wanted to stop the bleeding as soon as possible and continue to flow like this, even if it was the lower realm of the gods, after a while, I am afraid that he would not be able to save himself.

Nanako Takeda asked Frank Mill to sit down in a messy thatched pile. To Frankimir, the place was more like a cowshed for cattle than a house for living in people.

Frankimir finally found a clean place to sit down, and seemed to care more about the dirt in the thatched hut than with his continued bleeding arms.

Since she had been looking at the thatched hut all the time, Frankimir didn't notice where Nanako Takeda had found something like a silver needle.

This thing looks very strange, and it looks a little inexplicable to Frank Mire and Yulia. I don't know what Nanako Takeda is going to do with this thing?

Nanako Takeda didn't explain, she just asked Frankimir to sit on the thatched pile and stretched out her right hand to her, Frankimir didn't know why, according to Nanako Takeda's words, he didn't want to delay the treatment of the wound.

At this time, I saw Nanako Takeda inserting the silver needle-like thing into the wound on Frankmir's right arm, and the tiny silver needle naturally ran into the silver tube in Nanako Takeda's hand. It's amazing, as if this little silver tube, like the "Gustav Heart" on Frankmir's left arm, can harness metal as much as he wants.

The silver needle in Frank Mir's right arm was removed, and Nanako Takeda took some ointment and bandaged Frank Mir's wound. These ointments looked as dirty as this thatched house, and Frankimir couldn't help but feel furious in his heart, for fear that these dirty things would not only not heal his wounds, but would cause serious infections.

Franky Mire was not the only one who thought this way, Yulia, who was originally sitting on the sidelines, thought the same way.

Yulia was about to ask Nanako Takeda what these ointments were, but she was stopped by Frank Miir with her eyes.

Anyway, Nanako Takeda is also a good intention, and now in other people's territory, how can she be so picky, or try not to find trouble.

No sooner had he bandaged his wound than Frankmir heard hurried footsteps coming from outside the door. Before waiting for Franky Mir, I asked Nanako Takeda who lived here. The old wooden door of the thatched house was quickly pushed open.

Frankimir immediately looked out of the house, and a five-foot-tall gray-haired old man stood quietly outside the house in the darkness of the night.

Seeing Franky Mir, the look on the old man's face quickly changed from anger to a smile. Franky Mill immediately jumped up from the thatch.

"How could it be you? My good comrade, my little brother, we really, haven't seen each other for a long time. The gray-haired old man said with a smile on his face.

"Oops! Ah...... This is...... This is...... My good brother, I didn't expect to see you here, I miss me so much! I really miss the time back then! Frankie Mill said with a smile on his face.

"I was worried just now, Nanako brought someone, and I was about to come here to reprimand her, not everyone here, everyone can come in and out at will, but I didn't expect it to be you, it's really surprising and delightful." The gray-haired old man said.

"Is this a surprise and joy, or is it that I am not at ease, afraid that I will come to spy on the enemy?" Frankie Mill asked with a laugh.

"Hahaha! You can think about it. Since we're here, we have to have a drink. I remember back then, no one in your group dared to compare the amount of alcohol with me except you, how is it now? Let's see an increase in alcohol consumption again! You are really young and promising, and you will definitely get drunk today. The gray-haired old man said happily.

"Of course! Of course! I haven't drunk it in a long time, so I must drink it well tonight. Thousands of dollars are easy to get, but drinking friends are hard to find! It's really hard to find someone like us, who can drink all night and talk and laugh like us. Frank Mire's laughter grew more and more hysterical.

"Then let's go first, come to my house, and our brothers will rest as soon as they get drunk!" The gray-haired old man said......

Frank Mire raised his leg to leave, but Nanako Takeda and Yulia's faces showed embarrassment

They knew that Frankimir had just bandaged his wound, and that he had just shed so much blood, how could he immediately run to drink, which would not do the wound any good, and might lead to another bleed.

In the face of this highly respected gray-haired old man, Nanako Takeda naturally didn't dare to say anything, so she could only watch with a blank eye, not knowing what to do.

But Yulia didn't know who this old man was, she didn't have any scruples, who cared about this ragged old man, and what kind of character he was suitable for.

Yulia immediately opened her mouth to stop him: "He can't drink today, your people hurt him, and he needs to recuperate now, instead of going to get drunk." ”

Yulia said this with a clear anger in her tone, which everyone could tell.

Nanako Takeda knew that she was wrong, but she just bowed her head and said nothing, but the gray-haired old man looked at Yulia with a puzzled face. There was silence in the thatched hut for a while, and finally Frankimir waved his hand and said, "Don't tighten, don't tighten, so that a little injury will be healed tomorrow morning." ”

The gray-haired old man frowned, and swallowed back the words when they came to his mouth, he wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything, just looked at Nanako Takeda indifferently.

Who is this gray-haired old man? He's a big deal.

Although he is not as old as Madame Peacock and Mr. Impermanence, he is definitely above the Machine Emperor and Professor Ivan.

He is the leader of the mountain kage, and it is said that he studied under the descendant of Kotaro, a famous ninja in Japan in the past, and washed the essence of ninja. At the same time, he was also the eleventh generation of "mountain ghosts" in the Tokugawa period, one of the "Hanzo Six Shadows". He is a very high status among the ninjas of today, and it is said that he is the only ninja in Japan who is proficient in all ninjutsu.

However, perhaps no one could have imagined that this eleventh generation of mountain ghosts is not Japanese, but a Chinese. It is rumored that he was once a classmate of Yan Fu and Ito Hirobumi, who also studied in Europe, and after returning to China, he devoted himself to the Westernization Movement.

After the failure of the reform, he fled to Japan, where he was able to save his life. It was at that time that he came into contact with Japan's most mysterious organization, the Kageyi Clan. However, perhaps even he himself could not have imagined that he would eventually become a member of the shadow clan, the most noble status of the "Hanzo Six Shadows".

Things are always so changeable, it's like the four Hanzang clans that used to be in the same spirit, but now they have long since gone their separate ways, and they regard each other as mortal enemies. (To be continued.) )