Konoha's devil fruit ability user

Chapter 163 Qian Dun
An extraordinary night, enough to be remembered by the foggy ninjas of Blood Island.

The huge resident town seems to have fallen into an embattled situation in an instant.

It took a lot of effort to quell the chaos here, but the flames over there began to soar into the sky again.

Some people even witnessed small cyan fire balls floating in the air, which seemed to be psychic, igniting wherever there were few people, which caught people off guard!

The station is like being invaded by ghosts...
However, in this sea of ​​flames, there was no fire in a small area in the southern region.

This is what Qing Ming did deliberately.

This area is already considered the hinterland of the town.

Due to the background of the blood veins, the vegetation withered, and even the ground was permeated with a red viscous liquid, which made a "sizzling" sound when stepped on, and the environment was very bad.

A bunch of simple houses connected together were built here, and some houses even had leaky roofs, and the walls could not stop the intrusion of wind and rain. There was a large amount of construction waste at the door.

With such a simple living condition, naturally no Kikakure ninja would like to live here.

The artisans who were forced to work as coolies on Blood Island were naturally placed in this place.

At this moment, all craftsmen are trembling, even if they stay indoors, they cannot sleep peacefully.

The endless hustle and bustle indicates that something is going to happen to this place...

The ninja guarding the place also left, and all the craftsmen gathered outside.

A rough calculation shows that there should be more than 30 people. The young ones may only be eleven or twelve years old, and the old ones may even be six to seventy years old.

"My lord, or else we should find a chance to escape, this place may be ruined!"

A muscular man with a beard said angrily.

The main character he is talking about is an old man in his 70s, with white hair like a hedgehog, thin but powerful, wearing a tight gray short jacket, with a line on his cheek that looks old. long-lasting scars.

The main force, Harayu Ninja, quit the ranks of ninjas when he was young because his strength could not be improved, and became a senior construction worker.

Sighing, Zhu Chong frowned and said: "No, even if we escape from the station, we don't have any ships to go to sea. It is said that all the ships on Blood Island have been destroyed..."

Among the crowd, a young man yelled: "Of course we can't leave, we haven't received a penny of wages, we can't make it so cheap for those people in Wuyin Village!"

His words caused a sensation.

"Yes, my brother and I did well in the Bear Country, and we came here because of the rich recruitment in Wuyin Village. I didn't expect that we haven't received a penny until now, and let us live in this kind of place and send people to monitor us. !"

"It's okay to live poorly, and the food is simply pig food!"

"Pig food? I guess there will be no pig food in two days..."

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The outspoken young man was quickly stopped by his companions, and he carefully glanced left and right, for fear that the people in Biewuyin Village would overhear.

Seeing that no one was watching them, he scolded: "Whenever you want money, those ninjas brought us here forcibly, so they didn't think about giving money. It will be useless by then, and anyone can do it. Kill us!"

The chief signaled everyone not to quarrel. After thinking for a few seconds, he slowly said: "Just wait and see, there is no better way now. I originally thought that I could go home safely after finishing the construction period, but now the fires are everywhere. , it seems that at least two-thirds of the buildings in the resident have been burned down, and we may have to work here for a few years..."

"How many years? I'll fuck him!"

"Yes, fuck him, why don't you just let me die on Blood Island!"

"You want to die but I don't want to die. I still have a wife and children waiting for me to earn money to support my family!"

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Another round of uproar, in the world of Ninja where the strong are respected, the weak can only show the benefit of their tongues.

In the dark, Qing Ming and Fei Duan walked slowly, without anyone noticing.

"Oh, little Qingming, they seem to be a bunch of stunned youths, are they reliable!?" Fei Duan's arrogant voice was quite high in decibels, directly overshadowing the voices of all the craftsmen.

For a moment, the chattering craftsmen stopped their noise, and all looked at the direction Qing Ming and Fei Duan were coming from.

Could it be that the surveillance ninja is back?

Qingming patted Fei Duan on the shoulder, and said softly: "Don't talk later, these people are my distinguished guests, your words are too scary, I'm afraid they won't dare to come."

Fei Duan snorted, not paying attention.

The chief rushed forward and asked suspiciously: "Look at the outfits of the two of you, aren't you from Wuyin Village?"

Qingming smiled and replied: "Old man, you don't look very happy, tell me so I can help you refer to it?"

Seeing that Qing Ming answered the wrong question, Zhu Chong said bluntly, "May I ask you two why you are here?"

Fei Duan tilted his head and glanced at the soles of his shoes covered with red viscous liquid, and shouted: "Hey, little Qingming, hurry up and finish your work before leaving, this place is really dirty..."

Qing Ming straight to the point, said: "You must not be very happy here, I have a job, I wonder if you are interested?"

"Oh?"

The main punch was quite unexpected, and the craftsmen also started whispering.

From the system backpack, Qingming took out the bill from Konoha Bank, 500 million yen, the copyright fee of Jiraiya.

Suspiciously, Zhu Chong took the payment slip from Qingming, and took the weak candle from his companion.

With just one glance, he was so shocked that he couldn't say anything.

"Two...two thousand...five hundred..."

In the crowd, someone quietly asked: "It's been a long time since Mr. Zhu Chong has seen money, and two thousand and five hundred yuan can make such an expression?"

Hearing this, Fei Duan pointed at the crowd and shouted: "Who said [-] yuan, stand up for me?"

Suddenly, everyone shut their mouths.

Afterwards, he snatched the bill from the chief executive, held it high in his hand, and shouted loudly: "You can see clearly, this is 500 million yuan, a huge sum of money!"

With a bang, the crowd exploded.

What is the concept of 500 million yen?
It’s just that more than 30 of them work non-stop, without eating, drinking, or resting. Even if they work until they are 80 years old, I’m afraid they won’t be able to make so much money...

Qingming laughed and said, "This money is just a deposit, and there will be more benefits after the work is done!"

Simple and rude, as the saying goes, having money can make ghosts pervert, and no one can resist the power of "money escape".

The craftsmen agreed one after another, but Zhu Chong was still dubious.

(End of this chapter)