Konoha’s Thief Hand

The morning light rose slightly, and the flat road in front of the Konoha Village gate was shining golden. The cool wind was blowing, and the woods on both sides of the road made the rustling of leaves.

The unshaven young man with a suitcase walked out from the corner of the road and looked at the towering gate at the end of the road. There was a smile on his face that had been beaten by wind and rain, and his bright eyes flashed with excitement and lightness. Only when the traveller returns to his hometown will he appear like this.

"Konoha! I'm back!" The vicissitudes of life finally couldn't hold back, and shouted into the distance.

The sudden shout made the gate guards who were somewhat confused because of the unique tiredness in the morning air immediately wake up and follow their reputations.

"That's..." Hirano Yi, who has been a gate guard for many years, set up a pergola and squinted against the rising sun to follow the prestige, the expression on his face was a little uncertain.

"Senior, who is that?" The young man with a white bandage across the bridge of his nose and across his cheeks came to ask curiously.

"I'm sure I haven't seen it before." The young man with his hair leaning on the other side of Yoshi Hirano and covering his right eye, holding his arm, said in a positive tone.

Hearing this, the young man over there curled his lips and said, "Of course you have never seen it, Izumo. After all, you have only become Chūnin and have been sent to guard the gate not long ago."

The young man named Izumo turned Byakugan speechlessly and said, "You are not the same, Tie."

"You two don't quarrel." At this time, Hirano Yi looked back, and gave a punch at the same time without falling left and right. Then he looked at the two men who were holding their heads and shouting: "This person suddenly came back, you guys. One of them needs to report to the Hokage building, who will go?"

The two looked at each other when they heard the words, and then both saw the fighting spirit in each other's eyes.

"Come on!" the two yelled, and then they shook their fists together.

The corner of Hirano's mouth twitched, and he sighed to meet the gazes of the two, "Izumo wins with rock versus scissors."

"Haha! Iron, you still have to practice." Shenyue Izumo smiled triumphantly.

"Cut, I'll go as long as I go." Gang Zitie was reluctant, but then he stepped aside, glanced at the figure gradually walking towards the door, and curiously looked at Hirano Yi: "By the way, senior, who is that? ?"

Hirano Yiyi raised his eyebrows and said, "You should know him better than I do. After all, you are in the same class."

"In the same session?" Gang Zitie and Shenyue Izumo were startled at the same time, "Who?"

"Asuma, the son of Lord Third Generation, Sarutobi Asuma." Yoshihiro Hirano replied.

"Asuma? It turned out to be Asuma?!" Shenyue Izumo said in surprise, "Is he finally back?"

"Since you know this is surprising, stop talking nonsense and report to Master Hokage." Hirano Yoshiichi urged.

"Yes!" Gang Zitie acted immediately. Compared to Shenyue Izumo, who was better eloquent, he was an actionist.

Just when the teenager who ran away came home with a full body of wind and frost and growing up, at the border of the fire country, the rebels and horses of the original guardian Ninja 12 members who had been renamed to the original guardian Ninja Shi and got out of the border of the fire country. The ninja in the silver armor animal mask intercepted it.

"Even if I'm dead, won't Konoha Village let me go?" Hema disguised as a commoner sighed and slowly straightened his waist. His aura changed drastically, and he changed back to the unruly and daring for ideals. Assassinated the aspiring youth of the daimyo.

"Are you surprised by this?" A ninja with a plain mask walked up to Kazuma and asked faintly.

"Should I not be surprised?" Hema took out his weapon and claws and sneered: "I looked down upon Asuma before, but I didn't expect him to hide so deeply!"

After hearing the other party's words, Yamanaka Feng gradually understood, it turned out that the other party was thinking of something wrong.

Being able to use fake death to get out of this trick is by no means comparable to Ma's scheming, but it is precisely because of this that he mistakenly believes that the situation in front of him is due to Sarutobi Asuma.

"This matter has nothing to do with Sarutobi Asuma." Yamanaka Kaze didn't want to be entangled in this, and he said casually and went to the topic, took out a scroll and threw it to Kazuma, "This is for you."

"What is this?" Hema looked at the scroll in front of him and frowned and asked, "Why give it to me? Who gave it to me?"

"All your questions can be answered by the content of the scroll." Yamanaka Feng turned around and said, "Now you can go, wherever you want."

When the voice fell, a group of ninjas had already left in an instant. The strong wind blew the wilderness, and the dry weeds leaned like waves and made a rustling sound. There was only one person with a dazed expression and Ma.

To make sure that the ninjas have indeed left, Hema squatted down, picked up the scroll on the ground, and patted the dirt on the scroll.

Holding the scroll, he frowned and hesitated for a long time, and finally untied the rope that bound the scroll.

He has experienced a fiasco just now, there is really nothing he can't lose. In that case, look at what kind of medicine is sold in Konoha Gourd!

Pulling a part of the scroll, Hema's pupils suddenly shrank.

At the same time, the two circles of patterns on the top and bottom of the scroll suddenly seemed to come alive, climbing up to the palm of the horse, forming an invisible shackle between his fingers, and then slowly disappearing, as if it had never existed.

Only quietly, a force of psychological suggestion has been transmitted to Hema’s mind, urging him to read the contents of the first half of the scroll, and finally his eyes fell on the ninjutsu recorded in the second half of the scroll. , The focus of his eyes has completely dispersed, even if that ninjutsu is so unusual.

"Fire country, two jade...enemy, enemy country, Iwagakure." Hema's eyes were blank, and the words intermittently muttered to himself: "Internal contradictions are transferred to the outside, provoking the enemy country and triggering war, which can strike the enemy, and at the same time It also weakens the uncontrollable forces of Ninja Village. Also, if the daimyo insists on going his own way and does not listen to advice, then he will be replaced by a persuasive master to control the country. In this way, the country of fire will continue to grow until all barriers are eliminated and rule The whole Ninja World!"

His voice became louder and louder, and the emotions contained in his words became more and more intense and exhilarating. The tumultuous wind seemed to have been frightened and gradually subsided. Only the world and Ma were left to gasp for breath and could not suppress laughing. sound.

The goshawk was in the sky, with sharp eyes looking down towards the ground, as if looking for prey to feast on, but the next moment it suddenly made a sharp roar.

In the forest in the distance, Yamanaka Feng slowly opened his eyes, raised his hand with a wave, several dry leaves fell, and left completely this time.

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