My Hidden Road

Back at the warehouse, Kafa looked at the goods in the warehouse and began to regret his decision to come here. There was obviously a war going on everywhere, but he brought a large amount of medical supplies and agreed to sell them to Yanyin Village.

"Boss, it's not good." A guard outside ran over and knelt on the ground on one knee and said.

Kafa was furious: "Asshole, you're the one who's bad, what's the matter?"

"My friend in the black market said that someone discovered us and is now organizing troops to kill us on our way to the Earth Kingdom, including ninjas."

"What?"

Kafa thought of the prophecy of the eminent monk, the demon that spewed flames and floods. Doesn't this mean that the ninjutsu used by ninjas is really over this time. Kafa wanted to leave the Kingdom of Rain as soon as possible, but don't you want these goods? These are all

It's money, lots and lots of banknotes.

"black market······"

Kafa said as if he was grasping at straws: "Hurry up and ask the black market if you want this goods. Let Yanyin Village go to hell. They won't even pay the deposit. They must know that the road is dangerous. This must be the case."

"Yes." The guard kneeling on the ground showed a sinister smile, turned around and walked out of the warehouse.

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The morning of the second day.

Naoto and three people stood on the roof of a house and watched Kafa hurriedly leave the market in a carriage, followed by a group of warriors on horseback. It seemed that he would not dare to come here again in the future.

"What! He is obviously a smuggler, but he is so afraid of death." Jiuzuke sneered.

"If you are afraid, you will be afraid in the face of big interests. Rich people are more afraid of death than most people because they have wealth that the world cannot reach."

"Naoto's tricks are so powerful that they will scare the shit out of anyone no matter what kind of person they are."

Naoto smiled lightly and said: "Actually, it's not a powerful strategy. I just know what they care about, and then just keep exploiting this weakness to attack. Sooner or later, the enemy will collapse.

When committing deception, you must leave a way out. Even the most calm opponents will think about escape routes when they see a way out, and don't give them the courage to risk their lives. This is the true meaning of being a human being and leaving a line so that we can meet again in the future."

Both Jisuke and Daibutsu were curious about Naoto's story. Where did he learn these things? Such a person is simply a genius. He is thoughtful and meticulous in his work. It is difficult to imagine his future achievements.

"Naoto, where did you learn these strategies?" asked Katosuke.

"Self-taught."

"Can you teach us?"

"Don't learn from it, you will easily die without a burial place."

Naoto jumped off the roof without saying a single word, and ran down the wall. Hatosuke and Daibutsu somehow made Naoto angry, so they had no choice but to follow him and leave.

In front of the lumber shop, old man Fumiki was lying on a rocking chair and humming a song. It seemed that he was in a good mood after making a fortune. When he saw the Naoto trio arriving, he invited the three of them to tea.

"Naoto-kun, are you interested in joining the underground organization? You will definitely shine with your abilities."

"No."

Naoto thanked old man Fumiki for rejecting his invitation. Seeing that Naoto was unmoved, old man Fumiki sighed slightly. It was sad for such a person to be born in the land of rain. Naoto brought more than this to old man Fumiki, the smuggling of gas masks.

Naoto didn't do anything, so old man Fumiki filled the gap with his astuteness. He urgently purchased a batch of gas masks and sold them to Sunagakure Village to make a fortune.

Sometimes if this kind of thing is not done, there will always be someone who realizes it later and fills in the gap. In the end, Jiosuke and Dabutu failed to stop the outflow of a large number of gas masks, and what's more, the underground organization behind old man Fumiki sold them more happily. .

"Where's the stuff?"

Old Man Wenmu pointed at a piece of wood and said: "Inside the wood, you did a very good job in this matter. Not only did you not harm anyone, but you also didn't reveal your flaws. I am interested in continuing to cooperate next time."

"As long as you are not dead, there will be a chance." Naoto said after finding the piece of wood hiding the seal scroll.

"You kid is really annoying when you talk. Walk slowly."

The wood containing the seal scroll was handed to the Buddha to carry, and the mission came to an end, but this time Naoto did not intend to smuggle these materials, but to do something good.

Back at the stronghold, the three of them counted the materials in the scroll. Old man Fumiki was as cunning as a fox. There were very few urgently needed medicines such as anti-inflammatory drugs on the battlefield. Most of the medicines given were common medicines, medicines for treating headaches, brain fever, diarrhea and colds. It happened to be Naoto. It was these medicines that he needed, and for this he also equipped some of his ninja swords.

Now there are only one-third of the Ninja Swords in stock. In exchange for these medicines, Naoto used two-thirds of the Ninja Swords as chips. Now he has to do something with his companions.

"What do we need so many medicines for?" asked the Buddha.

Kitosuke raised his head and glanced at Naoto and said, "Help."

"Save who?"

"People of this country."

Naoto classified the medicines, "I took out the medicines rashly and attracted the covetousness of others. I plan to use this batch of medicines to treat civilians in the name of Rain Ninja. You may have to travel and treat civilians during the trip."

"Good idea."

Jiosuke thought deeply: "Since we want to treat civilians who are sick due to the war, we must elect a boss so that he can lead us."

The Buddha raised his hand: "I recommend Naoto."

"This time the two of us thought of going together, hahaha"

Kitusuke held Daibutsu's shoulders and reached out to rub his bare head. What a great ideal it is to treat civilians who were injured by the war. This was not Naoto's ideal. He just wanted to help Jiuzuke and Daibutsu.

"Using my name is too inconspicuous. I feel that it is better to use Jiuzuke's name, and as a leader, his strength is the first."

Naoto laughed at himself: "I don't dare to kill people. I can only do some small things. It's better to use the name of Jiosuke."

"But the two of us have always listened to you. You are the soul of our team." Haosuke said nervously.

"No."

Naoto smiled and said: "I lack love for this country. In contrast, Hatosuke, you are willing to live and die for this country, and so is the Buddha. If I were to be the leader, then maybe I would just treat this matter as a business."

"this······"

"Just agree."

The second rule of the three-person team is to treat civilians; the first rule is not to harm the country.

The next morning, the three of them set out to travel, and by the way, they treated civilians who suffered from the war. The three of them first went to the market to find old man Fumiki. Naoto wanted some information about the black market, so that they could get something on the way. Can conduct transactions.

Old Man Wenmu was still lying on the rocking chair. He walked into the shop and took off his raincoat to hang outside.

"Why are you looking for my old man again? Did you find something good?"

Naoto pointed at the two people standing on the opposite street to take shelter from the rain and said: "I have found someone who is willing to save this country. I am looking for you this time because I want to know the black market information in other areas. Maybe I will trade some things."

"There are many people who are willing to save this country, but no one has succeeded. You will die miserably. Listen to the old man and go home and sleep."

"I also want to go home and sleep, but these two idiots take it seriously. Didn't you think about saving this country when you were young?"

Old Man Fumiki closed his eyes and said nothing. After a while, he took out a scroll from the counter and threw it to Naoto.

"No, never, just like you."

Naoto nodded: "I know, but I will protect them."