I, Danzo Shimura, can still be saved

More than a dozen black shadows lurked in the big trees on the outskirts of a small mountain village, and their sophisticated equipment could tell that they were definitely not grassroots bandits.

"Kuroto-kun, are we sure we want to do this?" a

rough ninja with a scar on his face looked at the brightly lit village, his eyes greedy, his fingers unconsciously rubbed on the handle of the knife, heard what a young ninja behind him said, walked to him with a smile, did not say anything, and looked at him quietly.

When the young man saw the smile on his face, not only did he not relax in his heart, but he lifted a breath and forced himself to calm down.

Suddenly, the scar ninja raised his foot and kicked on the young man's abdomen, and the whole person flew out at once, his back slammed into the tree trunk, and fell directly to the ground.

Before he had time to get up, he came to the young ninja, slowly put his foot on his back that had just been hit, and said with a sneer:

"Hehe, I really don't know where you have the courage to stand in front of labor and management, you know, you are not blocking in front of labor and management, this is blocking the way for brothers to get rich!"

As soon as these words came out, several figures next to the young ninja who wanted to step forward stopped, and some pity in their eyes disappeared.

A ninja who was obviously familiar with the young man stepped forward with a smile, lifted his body, and whispered:

"They are just pariahs of the Land of Fire, and they don't apologize to Kuroto-kun for anything about us."

After that, he looked at Scar Ninja again, his face was full of flattery, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and handed it to him.

"I'm sorry, Kuroto-kun, this guy is doing this kind of thing for the first time, and he is not familiar with it. Feeling

the pain in his chest, the young ninja coughed a few times, broke away from his support, and walked alone to a large tree and sat down.

Seeing this, the friend wanted to persuade again, but was blocked by the Scar Ninja reaching out and looking at the young man who could not enter the oil and salt, and sneered disdainfully.

"Hmph, I don't know how to lift, this time the hunt, it's not your share!" After

dropping this sentence, he picked up the weapon next to him and strode towards the small mountain village, and the rest of the ninja followed, without looking at the young man.

After everyone left, the young friend came to his side and squatted down.

The young man raised his head, looked at him, and said with some excitement:

"I didn't know that the hunting you said was actually a butcher knife at unarmed civilians!"

Hearing this, he was stunned for a moment, and then said in a flat tone:

"No, we are already ninjas, and we have nothing to do with civilians! The

friend who had spoken out earlier shook his head and also took up arms and walked towards the village.

The young man watched him follow the group of people who had been reduced to "beasts", his arms raised and lowered, he did not know whether his idea was correct, silently lowered his head, thinking.

"Why do civilian ninjas over there in Konoha get the respect they deserve, and our village just treats us as cannon fodder, is that why you desperately want to integrate into the family ninja circle..." Raising

his head to look at the blue sky, the fallen leaves drifted on his forehead, and his eyes changed from confusion to determination.

"No, this world is definitely not like this!" slowly

reached into his arms, took out a red skin book, and looked through it hungrily.

If the allied ninjas who just left saw this book, it was a book banned by the five great daimyos.

What is written above, they do not know, but they have heard, it describes a world without great names, without oppression, without war.

Everyone can live and work in peace, and everyone is full of hope for progress.

And they just want to laugh out loud, how can such a world exist, it's just a fantasy book, I don't know why the daimyos are so nervous, they burn one when they see one, and even kill the holder.

The wind blew up the pages, and the two large gilded characters shone in the sun.

"Spark

" author: Tibetan group

"Young people should get rid of the cold air, just go up..." The

screams in the distance and the sound of the pages of the book opening kept intermingling, and the fishy wind blew to the young man's side, which woke him up and also strengthened his heart.

Absolutely, absolutely cannot be allowed to go on like this!"

Perhaps, I can plant a seed and become the real spark.

Mr. Zangtuan, please protect this flame. "

If you want to change the situation in the village, it is absolutely impossible on your own, and you must unite with the ninjas in the village who dare to speak up for the common people and light this fire together!"