Group wear Naruto to engage in construction

Although the terrain of Mount Ena is steep, the roads here have been specially built due to year-round trade. Apart from being not too wide or too large, the roads are also very smooth. Escorting the caravan did not take much time.

After sending several secret sentries, the black-faced man led the remaining men back.

"You said that the boss is not nervous at all, and why he doesn't even increase his manpower. The opponent is a ninja village, don't we need to add more sentry posts? Is this too underestimating the enemy?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Are you saying that our boss can't defeat those ninjas? Yes, ninjas are indeed scary, but they are not invincible. We have defeated many ninjas before. As long as the boss is here, there will be no problem.

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"Those are all rebellious ninjas. They came to such a remote place to become mountain kings because they couldn't survive in the ninja village. They are completely different concepts from the ninjas in the ninja village. We took such an important thing this time, I'm afraid it's...

The people sent here are no small feats."

"Hmph! Since those rebel ninjas were able to successfully escape from the village, it means that the ninja village is not that powerful and can't even catch some deserters. Besides, no matter how powerful the Konoha ninja village is, how many warriors can it send out?

The force? The Iwa ninja in the northwest, the Mist ninja in the east and even the Cloud ninja in the northeast, but they are so coveted by the Fire Nation that Konoha is already overwhelmed with border defense alone."

The horses traveled smoothly on the business road, but once they got stuck on the mountain road with varying degrees of steepness and gentleness, their speed slowed down a lot, and the bandits accompanying them also began to chat about nothing. From the initial whisper to the final argument,

Although he has no idea about the ninja world, Konoha or even ninjas, he talks about these news that he doesn't know where he came from, like an expert, and he speaks clearly and clearly. It can be considered as making the Nai fans who are hiding in the dark laugh.

Boring tasks are not considered adjustments, they are just not very enjoyable.

Just when the two pawns were arguing and talking nonsense, the black-faced man walked between them and stared at them fiercely.

"The mouth and legs are all grown on your own body. It's your own business how you say and walk. But if you say the wrong thing and go the wrong way, don't complain when the thing around your neck falls out."

The expressions of the two people suddenly changed and they stopped talking. They peeked at the big man's expressions and breathed a sigh of relief when they found that they had no intention of pursuing him. They each whipped their horses towards the sitting horses and left in a hurry. A few days ago

The incident is still fresh in my mind. Those are all brothers who have been with the boss for many years. They kill without any hesitation at any time. At this juncture, discussing the right and wrong of the boss’s actions is not like carrying cow dung on the mountain -

—Looking for death.

...

Three poles high in the sun, the mountains and forests have been

The sounds of birds filled the air, and various birds were constantly chirping. In addition, the brother who had been guarding the village in fear for the past few days was very irritated. He scolded the annoying beasts while driving away the birds, but the stone was thrown.

It startled a large number of birds, but soon they all flew back. No matter how hard they tried, they couldn't get rid of them all. In the end, they even got tired of throwing stones, so they could only curse a few times in a low voice.

The bandit's lair is hidden to the west of Huina Mountain. It's not very big, but there are so many open and hidden sentries in it that it's staggering.

During the Third World War, the Fire Nation was in chaos. At that time, countless gangs gathered to survive, and Mount Huina was no exception. In addition to the "Hongxing Society", there were several different gangster forces in the village.

All the houses outside are stone houses, which are said to be to prevent sneak attacks from other villages. However, as time passed, other bandits here have long been eliminated.

It's just that the bandits of Hongxingshe live in fear of sneak attacks. Even if their current conditions are completely sufficient to build better houses, they are still unwilling to abandon the old stone houses. Almost only these strong stones can bring them

Come to feel safe.

There were many people walking around at the entrance of the village. Some were chopping firewood to make a fire, some were taking notebooks, and some were carrying their bags and planning to go to the mountains to see if they could find something amazing. I believe there is a gold mine here.

Not only the businessmen, but also some people within the bandit group who released the news were convinced of it.

"The Third Master is back, how was the harvest?"

"Didn't the brothers who got the goods come back before me? Ask me what I do and ask you for the bill."

"Look at my memory. You must be tired now. Go and have a rest. I'll let you go right now."

It turns out that the black-faced man is the third in command. Naifan took a closer look at the big man. He had a dark face and strong features. Looking at the muscles all over his body, Naifan felt that he could cripple an ordinary person with one punch.

There is no problem at all. But it is limited to ordinary people. If he is facing a ninja with chakra, this punch can only make the ninja feel pain. It is absolutely impossible to cause harm.

"Hey, senior, what do you think of that person? Look at how powerful the third boss's muscles are. Do you think we can beat him?" Milk Powder sat on the trunk of a big tree in the distance.

, with his two feet dangling in the air, he raised his head and looked at Itachi with a serious face. To be honest, he was too serious, as if he was asking a nerd if Gundam could trample an ordinary person to death.

Ask the simplest questions with the most serious expression, as if you are deliberately looking for trouble.

(If you ask me such a simple question, you are just trying to make me happy, right?)

What Naifan enjoys is the moment when others are angry. The feeling of seeing others angry is always pleasant no matter how many times he experiences it. He reached out and touched his face to make sure that he was not smiling because of pleasure.

"His fists are surprisingly big, and his palms are dark and purple. It seems that he has learned some physical skills, but there are no traces of chakra flowing on his body. He has not learned how to condense chakra, let alone use it. For ordinary people, he

He is indeed a terrifying enemy, but to ninjas he is no different from ordinary people, and he is even less likely to be a threat to us."

Itachi, who was hiding in another tree trunk, ignored the joking element in Naifen's words and calmly analyzed the big man. Naifeng just said it casually but didn't want to get a serious answer. He was a little surprised, and then smiled.

"Have you started ignoring me? It will be a lot less fun for me." Naifen said to himself in a voice that only he could hear.

"The lair has been found, so let's finish the work quickly. The next step is to find the secret technique."

Naifen jumped down from the tree, his thumbs stretched upward and overlapping, with his left thumb on top.

"Ninjutsu·Transformation Technique"

A burst of white air drifted by, and Naifen had turned into a sallow complexion, with a deer head and rat eyes, and a wretched appearance. Carrying a shovel, a hoe and other tools on his back, he walked towards the gate of the competition, recalling every move of the unlucky owner of this face in his mind.

There was something wrong with his left foot, but it wasn't lame, it was just crushed by a heavy object while working. Thinking of this, Naifen's left foot was lighter and slower to kick out, as if there was really something wrong with it.

The robbers at the "Crematorium" gate blocked Naifen.

"Say your mother sticks to the pot," Naifan replied easily. They had seen this slogan said many times by people entering the village on the tree. Although they could not hear the sound from the distance, they could still understand what was said by looking at the lips.

It’s just that the “leading boss” who came up with this slogan might not have also been a literary star in his previous life.”

Naifen was released, and he stood in a secret corner where he could see the villagers to see how Itachi planned to get in.

Itachi walked in directly, and the guard guarding the village guarded the village as if he had not seen anything, as if he had not seen anything, as if what he walked through the gate was not a physical person but a ball of air.

"Let's go, I've already asked where the secret technique is hidden." Itachi looked up at me, three rounds of blood-red magatama were spinning in his eyes, and the robber standing in front of him seemed to be completely lost.

All power fell.

"Illusion? It's such an incomprehensible and boring skill."