The Shimada Family's Ninja Journey

On a certain day of a certain month of a certain year, the weather was fine.

On this day, Murai Junna rushed from the village to Isha Port, the largest port in the eastern part of the Country of Fire, early in the morning.

As the saying goes, you can rely on mountains to eat mountains, and you can rely on water to eat water.

The village where Cunjing lives is close to the ocean, and is almost all saline-alkali land. Naturally, there are not many farmers. Everyone either makes a living by fishing, or finds some unloading and loading work at the port to support their families.

Murai is one of the latter.

Although Isha Port is the largest port in the Fire Country in terms of throughput, its daily work is also limited.

And here happens to be a gathering of all the people within a dozen miles who want to eat at the port.

With more monks and less work, everyone is naturally divided into several "small gangs" competing for these jobs.

As for the ship owners, they don't care who helps them unload and load the cargo, as long as it doesn't delay them from making money.

Fortunately, Murai seemed to have good luck today. As soon as he arrived at the port, he heard a tough-looking man shouting: "Murai? Murai? Come here quickly, there is work for you here."

When he first arrived at the port, his eyes lit up. The big man who called him was the boss of their "gang". He usually led Murai and his group to get jobs everywhere.

As the leader, he doesn't need to work hard all day long to get the "share" handed over by Murai and his group.

In terms of income, it is higher than everyone else in Murai, but Murai and others did not complain. If it were not for this big man, they would not be able to get so many jobs, and their families would be hungry.

"Okay, boss, here we come!"

Murai answered loudly and trotted over.

After waiting for a while, the big man saw that his men were almost gathered, so he led Murai and the others to the port.

Carloads of goods were piled at the port, and three large ships were moored at the pier.

Murai, who works at the dock all year round, is considered well-informed. This large ship is used for both passenger and cargo. It can carry a large number of people and cargo at the same time, so the price is naturally extremely expensive.

Murai knew at a glance that they might have met a rich man today, and even their family might not be able to afford this single job.

Sure enough, after a while, two other "little gangs" came here.

The three families stared at each other, and there was a faint smell of gunpowder in the atmosphere.

However, for the sake of the local tyrants, the leaders restrained their families from any conflicts.

"Everyone."

A voice suddenly sounded.

Murai and others couldn't help but look around after hearing the sound, and saw a middle-aged man in luxurious clothes slowly walking over with several guards.

The guards behind the middle-aged man were all equipped with swords, and their aura was extremely sharp.

"At least he's a samurai, maybe even a ninja..."

The three leaders made a silent judgment in their hearts, and their faces were suddenly filled with smiles.

"Mr. Fuji, you are here, can we start now?"

"Mr. Teng" glanced at the people they brought, frowned slightly, then relaxed, and said: "Well, it's not so bad, let's start now, remember you only have three hours,

I hope they will all be loaded when my customers come."

"understand!"

"Guaranteed to be done!"

"It's nothing, it's nothing!"

All three of them agreed.

"Mr. Teng" nodded seemingly satisfied and said: "Don't worry, your commission will be inevitable, but if you haven't finished handling it when my client comes..."

As he said that, "Mr. Teng" had a flash of evil in his eyes.

Several guards behind him also stared at the three leaders at the same time.

The three of them froze immediately, not even daring to breathe.

"Of course, what I said is if..."

In the blink of an eye, "Mr. Fuji" returned to his smiling appearance, turned around and left.

The guards behind him also immediately withdrew their eyes. Except for one who followed "Mr. Teng" and left, the others stood calmly at the corner of the pier, looking at them from a distance, as if everything just now was an illusion.

Watching "Mr. Teng" leave, the three of them breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed suddenly, only to find that their clothes were soaked through.

The three big men looked at each other and saw deep fear in each other's eyes. Then they turned around and said to their men: "Why are you still standing there? Hurry up and get to work? You will bear the responsibility for wasting your guest's time."

Take responsibility..."

…

"Uncle Yi Teng, aren't they just a few small gangs who are not popular? Why do you personally threaten them like this?"

On the other side, the guard behind "Mr. Fuji" who had just left suddenly asked.

This "Mr. Fuji" is naturally the steward of the Shimada clan, Shimada Yoshitoshi.

As for the guards behind him, they were played by Yuan Jiu and several tribesmen.

Of course, in order to hide his identity and increase his deterrence, Yuanjiu also used the transformation technique to turn himself into an adult.

"You can't say that."

After hearing Yuanjiu's question, Yi Teng shook his head and said: "As the saying goes, little devils are difficult to deal with. Every kind of person has his own way of survival.

These people seem to be just the leaders of a few low-level gangs, but they live in Isha Port, the largest port in the Fire Country. There are countless powerful intelligence networks behind them, and even themselves.

It’s unclear where this information goes.”

Saying that, Yi Teng concluded: "Anyway, we are leaving soon. There is no need to add any complications. It doesn't take much to get a fake identity that looks normal. It can also save a lot of trouble. Why not do it."

For a long time, Motojiu has been learning about the affairs of the ninja clan besides practicing cultivation. Knowing this, it was immediately eye-opening.

"I really didn't expect these little people to have so many skills." He sighed.

"Yes..." Yi Teng also confirmed.

Immediately, the two stopped communicating and headed straight for the road, and soon joined the large army led by Zhongnian and Hanzo.

"Has everything been taken care of at the port?" Hanzo asked as soon as they met.

"Everything has been taken care of." Yi Teng nodded, "We should be able to board the ship directly when the clan members arrive."

"Thank you for your hard work, Uncle Yi Teng." Hanzo said with a smile.

"Young Patriarch's words are serious."

Then the group continued on their way.

Different from the normal march, this time we moved with thousands of people. There were a large number of ordinary tribesmen in the team, from infants to elderly people, dragging their families with them, so the speed was naturally not high.

For safety reasons, ninjas were also distributed on the periphery to closely protect the clan members.

This is why Yi Teng gave them three hours.

Otherwise, the distance from the Shimada Clan's headquarters to Isha Port would take even half an hour.

I have to say that Yi Teng’s estimated time is still very accurate.

When Hanzo rushed to the port with his clan members, Murai and others had just loaded up the assets of the Shimada clan.

Ignore Yi Teng and several small gangs' hypocrisy and compromise.

Hanzo looked at the three magnificent ships in front of him and couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

When he turned around again, the Chongnian couple, Genji, the elders, and other clan members were all looking at him, waiting for his order.

"Even if it's for these people, I can't let them down." Hanzo secretly made up his mind.

Then he said proudly: "Belonging to the Shimada clan, board the ship!"

"yes!"

The answer echoed throughout Isha Port.

Yi Teng, who was having fun with the three gang leaders, had a stiff expression on his face, smiled helplessly, and then left the three of them alone.

As for the three small gang leaders, they were directly petrified...