Konoha’s Thief Hand

The cloudless sky was pale, and the dazzling sunlight scorched the desolate and crowded wilderness, as if not to stop without erasing all the vitality.

The lizard crawled on the dry ground, and the color on its body was the best camouflage. In such a barren place, it is difficult to see other colors, and the dark yellow ground is completely deserted.

However, no matter what dangers or obstacles are, they are no match for the businessmen's pursuit of interests. When the sun is the hottest, camel bells are coming, and a caravan is coming far away in the scorching air.

"Fogsha, don't waste your energy, come down to me and enjoy the cool." On a carriage of the caravan, holding a big umbrella, the young man with the grassroots in his mouth lying in the shade, greeted frivolously. The sassy girl with indifferent temperament stood up on a horse and looked at.

"The more seemingly calm the place is, the easier it is to have an ambush." ​​Wusha looked back coldly when she heard the words, and her expression was calm and rigorous, "You don't understand these as a groom."

"Hey! But the groom also knows that such a barren place does not even have a personal home." Takeshita put his head in his hands and lay down a lot more comfortably, hehe smiled: "So instead of wasting effort in vain, it's better to be like me. Lie down and sleep."

"Huh! Are you afraid that you won't be able to wake up when you fall asleep?" Wu Sha coldly snorted, turning his head and not paying too much attention to it.

She is the daughter of the captain of the caravan's guard, and it is her duty to guard against possible crises at any time. It is absolutely impossible to be lazy as Takeshita said.

It's just that the weather is hot, like a steamer, and the caravan's speed is severely reduced. In such a vicious circle, even if everything goes well, it will take three days to pass through this barren wilderness.

And just as the caravan was moving forward slowly, above the sky, a goshawk fluttered its wings and flew away.

Looking away, outside the barren wilderness, three figures stood staggeredly on a hillside. The gust of wind hit from the hillside and lifted the hat of the windbreaker, revealing three masks with terrible patterns.

It was the three-person root team headed by Matsuzaki Natsuki.

"The target didn't notice the abnormality, and still proceeded according to the expected route." Yamanaka Feng made seals with both hands and controlled the goshawk to continue to follow.

"Well, follow the plan." As the captain, Xia Shu nodded when he heard this.

Aburame Ryoma on the side didn't say a word, but he still carried out his orders firmly. As a teammate, he was already competent enough.

The three immediately moved into action. According to the plan, they will allow their target to move slowly in the harsh environment of the wasteland, wear down their patience, and then launch an attack when they are about to leave the wasteland.

This task is for three people to run in, the task goal is not difficult to deal with, even if it is a direct attack, there is an 80% probability of completing the task, but that goes against the original intention of the task.

The wasteland was blowing with gusts of wind, wrapped in weeds and gravel, and it was extremely uncomfortable to hit the face. Takeshita manipulated the camel's reins with his feet, pulled his clothes to block his cheeks, his face was full of sadness, and he was boring and slow. The journey was extremely helpless.

He sighed, then turned his head to see that his expression eased a little, and he even showed a smile.

"Why staring at me again?" Wu Sha clenched the horse's rein, turned his head coldly, and asked with a look in his eyes pretending to be cold.

"There are no flowers or plants on this road, Miss Wusha is the only beauty worth admiring." Takeshita sighed and said with a particularly sincere tone.

"Greasy mouth is slippery." Wusha snorted coldly, and said: "Aren't you a groom or a part-time poet?"

"Hey, if I were a poet, I would definitely be able to chant more beautiful verses, but unfortunately I am not. I can only let Miss Wusha listen to my greasy tongue." Takeshita spread his hands, his face full of frustration, but Wusha Xiafei's cheeks , Snorted like annoyed, and ran out with a whip to drive the horse.

"Hahahahaha!" Takeshita laughed, and almost drove the carriage out of the caravan with a hook of his toes. Thanks to his quick response, he immediately pulled the reins.

Lying on the carriage again, the shade of the big umbrella was still so comfortable, he looked at the sky casually, squeezing the scattered clouds into various shapes in his mind, so leisurely.

It's just that this kind of leisurely mood was ruined immediately.

Goshawk fluttered and flew, fighting the sky, full of fearless spirit, but falling into the eyes of Zhuxia made his expression restrained, and a touch of indifference flashed in his eyes, but he could not hide his worry.

In the three days of entering the wasteland, there were always flying birds passing by from time to time in the sky. Compared with ordinary birds, the goshawk that flew higher was particularly obvious.

Ninjas domesticated birds as scouts, it is not a rare thing, so when you find a goshawk in the sky, you can probably determine the fact that the ninja is looking at.

However, the mission of the ninja is so strange that it is impossible to determine who the target is before the trouble is launched. Everything will not be revealed until then.

"The front is the end of the wasteland." Wusha drove the horse back, his cold expression disintegrated, exhaled and smiled and wiped the sweat from his forehead, reporting: "There is also a stream there, reflecting the sparkling waves, It seems to be very clear, we can go there to add some drinking water, maybe we can catch some fish and shrimp."

"Hehe, okay, take a look when you rest there later." The bearded captain of the guard looked at his daughter with a smile, and handed the handkerchief to it while chattering, "Quickly wipe the sweat from your face, you But it's a daughter's house, don't always run around on horseback."

"I didn't run around, I was investigating the situation on the road ahead to eliminate hidden dangers!" Wusha frowned dissatisfied.

"Just let them do these things, don't tire you." The captain of the guard lamented his daughter's nervous look with a full face.

"I have to share your worries for you." Wusha's clear eyes flashed a touch of emotion, and he raised his face quickly and said.

"Hehe, Dad is in his prime of life." The captain of the guard was relieved, waved his fist to show his force, and smiled with anticipation: "My biggest wish is to see you get married on the day, I might cry at that time. It's miserable, you must not laugh at it!"

"It's too early for you to think about these!" The misty face was red with shame, yelled angrily, threw out the handkerchief and turned away.

At this moment, a trembling sounded quietly, and then in the next instant, the carriage in the middle of the caravan suddenly burst open, as if it was cut in the middle by a sharp blade, and the cargo rushed out of the broken bag, and in the blink of an eye It becomes difficult to put away.

And this is just the beginning, but this is the case, and the caravan has been panicked, and the grooms have screamed. Even if there are members of the guards to stop and maintain order, they still can't calm down for a while.

What's more, then the situation came out again!

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