Human Beings In Konoha, Collecting Corpses On The Battlefield For Ten Years

"Fuck the'will of fire', Konoha is a tool in the hands of those big and small families. I worked so hard and paid so much, but I didn't get any rewards. Even now I am just a trivial Chūnin when I meet Uchiha. The little ghosts of the same clan nodded and bowed!

It's time to work hard for myself! It's time to fight for yourself! Wuren agreed, as long as I send Konoha's material reserves, help me become Jōnin!

As long as you become Jōnin, this world is so big, where can't you go! "

Daisuke Ito was muttering in his mouth, his face twisted and hideous, and his eyes fiercely fierce.

He is the mission target of Qífēng and others.

Originally a Konoha Shinobi, responsible for the care of the materials in the village and part of the audit work, he was considered a busy writer, and fortunately he did not have to go to the battlefield.

But under his ordinary appearance, there is a heart that is unwilling to be ordinary.

He wants to be stronger, he wants to be admired and respected, and he wants to be recognized.

So after receiving a secret letter from Kirigakure, he hesitated for a long time before making a decisive choice.

He sneaked and killed a companion guarding the supplies, seized the list in his hand, and then left the village under the pretext to rush to the border of the country of fire.

When Konoha found it, it was too late.

Now Daisuke Ito is not far from the border of the Fire Country.

At the same time, Kirigakure must have sent a ninja to respond.

As long as you understand Konoha's material reserves, you can roughly guess how long Konoha will last in this war.

This is undoubtedly a good thing for the big hidden villages.

It is possible to accurately determine the scale of the outbreak of war, whether it is continuous small-scale collisions or large-scale suppression.

"Alright! Alright, Wu Ren has sent someone to pick me up. As long as there is Wu Ren protection, even if Anbu chases after me, I won't be afraid."

The closer I was to the agreed place, the more excited Ito Daisuke felt.

Suddenly.

Several figures appeared in the dense woods in the distance.

Daisuke Ito was surprised at first, but when he saw these people's costumes and forehead protectors, he let out a long sigh.

There was a smile on his face.

Whoosh!

Mist Shinobu, who looked weird and ugly, had fish gills on his face and a long sword behind him, wearing a combat uniform.

Hoshigaki Kisame!

And behind him, there are a total of eight people, including four combatants and four special ninjas.

It is the secret code department.

A female ninja walked out from behind Kisame, staring at Daisuke Ito and asked in a deep voice, "Signal."

Daisuke Ito looked at Kiri Shinobu and his party, especially when he felt Kisame's cold gaze and his blunt smile without a trace of emotion.

He hurriedly took out a scroll from his arms, swallowed saliva to relieve the tension in his heart, and said tremblingly: "The Eighth Solution of the Seal of Tiger's Tail."

With that, his hands formed a strange Indian pattern.

Seeing the female ninja of the Indian-style fog ninja secret sign department slightly loosened, she formed a completely different seal, but it was found that if the two hands were put together, it would be the "eighth solution of the seal of the tiger's tail."

"Mr. Dry Persimmon, it's him." The female ninja of the Code Department nodded towards Hoshigaki Kisame.

Kisame stayed on the long knife behind his back with both hands, one hand resting on the hilt, and the other pressing the end of the scabbard.

"Very good, now complete the transfer of information." Kisame said lightly.

"Huh?" Daisuke Ito was taken aback. "Should you leave first? It's dangerous now. I suspect that the village...Konoha's Anbu is hunting me down."

Kisame squinted his eyes and approached a few steps, slowly leaning down, "You also said that Konoha's Anbu will be chasing you behind. If you don't say anything, you may be inseparable."

"I..." Daisuke Ito looked tangled.

"What are you worrying about? Worrying that we can't keep our promise? If this is the case, it is not necessary. Do you think we are here in Kirigakure. If we want to solve you, is there a difference between the process and the result?" Kisame stood up, in her voice There is a faint threat.

indeed.

If Kirigakure were to cross the river and demolish the bridge, even if he left now, entering Kirigakure might die faster.

For Daisuke Ito, this was a gamble and a glorious future, and the moment he left the village, he had completely lost the right to choose.

After understanding this, Ito Daisuke gritted his teeth and took out two relatively small scrolls from the mechanism at the deepest part of the ninja bag.

Here is a detailed list of Konoha's supplies.

In order to reduce the possibility of material information leakage, Konoha has two storage rooms in three shifts.

Kisame took the scroll.

Hand it over to the female ninja of the code department next to it.

The other party unrolled the scroll and glanced briefly.

"it is true."

Daisuke Ito waited nervously for the result.

If he still had some qualifications to negotiate before, now he has completely lost this qualification, and even lost the value of utilization.

Kisame took the scroll back, glanced at him, and said solemnly, "Go."

"go?"

Suddenly, behind Ito Daisuke, there was a joking voice.

I saw Qífēng and his three subordinates, Uchiha Shisui, Sarutobi Asuma and Yurihong, appeared on a tree not far away.

The Asuma trio looked at Daisuke Ito with very contemptuous eyes.

Those who betrayed the village, betrayed their companions or even killed their companions, regardless of the reason, cannot be forgiven.

But Qífēng's gaze fell on Hoshigaki Kisame who was carrying a long sword.

During the Chūnin exam, the two had contact.

It's just that Kisame was relatively immature at that time, and Qífēng, who was the examiner at that time, was the main body, but now it is a puppet clone.

But I have to say that Hoshigaki Kisame's talent is still very good. In just over a year, he has already possessed the strength of Jōnin.

It's just that the influence of the ninja family of Kiri Shinobu in the village is greater than that of Konoha, and ordinary ninjas born like Hoshigaki Kisame are not taken seriously.

Reduced to a tool to slaughter one's own people.

And Kisame also saw Qífēng's puppet clone at this time.

The pupils shrank suddenly.

A hoarse and low voice sounded, "'Sarutobi, the spear of trial', during the day, I didn't expect such a small rebellion to let you take action."

Hearing the words "Judgement Spear", the surrounding Mizuna and Ito Daisuke were shocked.

Spear of Judgment!

The terrifying powerhouse in the famous Ninja world would actually be dispatched because of a rebellious Ninja.

It's a sledgehammer.

"No way, after all, what I lost this time is not a small thing." Qífēng shrugged.

Hoshigaki Kisame grinned, holding the scroll in his hand, and stepped back slowly.

Qífēng raised his brow slightly, "Where are you going?"

Kisame's smile remained unchanged, and the shark-like teeth reflected the cold light.

Cang!

Suddenly, the long sword came out of its sheath and directly wiped the four secret ninjas.

Puff--

"Mr. Dry Persimmon..." The female ninja in the secret code department barely turned her head with an incredible look. She couldn't believe that Hoshigaki Kisame, who was gentle in her eyes, would actually attack her.

"Sorry, you are also one of my tasks. You can't let the village's code fall into Konoha's hands." Kisame said flatly without changing his expression.

It is not the first time that he has done such a thing, and it is estimated that it will not be the last.

So he moves very well.

Then I saw his hands knotting.

"Water Style! Great Waterfall Technique!"

Wow!

The turbulent water instantly flooded this area, and he quickly withdrew and backed away.

"I'll leave it to you here." Qífēng said to Shisui and others, and hurriedly pursued in the direction where Hoshigaki Kisame fled.

"Yes! Day teacher!"

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