At the same time, the town center.

In a luxurious courtyard, a man wearing a gas mask walked into an underground secret room.

The candlelight was dim, and through the dim light one could faintly see the man's face, which was rough and cold, with a long and ferocious scar running along his left eye and cutting across to his chin.

Wearing the dark gray ninja vest that symbolizes jounin, he walked inside, and he could faintly hear the wails of children wherever he passed.

"Lord Qingzhi, this is the prepared list. If it is correct, I will bring you a new pig on Friday."

His name was Sanshoyu Qinglee. Before the end of the war, he was Hanzo's kin guard and had made many great achievements, so he was given the surname Sanshoyu.

He was a very popular character, but after he was injured, he was reduced to being a small town lord in this little-known town.

"Yes, but I still want to be alone."

"Who do you want, sir?"

"Nagato, I know you picked up a big leak, Uzumaki Nagato, bring him to me."

"Who? Sir, you don't know. He is the best seed I have searched for. How can I make a fortune from him? My conscience won't allow it!"

The candlelight flickered, reflecting the face of the person who was the old man who was the administrator of the shelter.

"Oh, does a person like you have a conscience?"

Smiling disdainfully, Qingzhi put away the list and walked into the darkness with a sullen face. There were densely packed cages inside, each containing a skinny child.

Their eyes were empty, their expressions were numb, and they were obviously in complete despair.

A shimmer of chakra floated in the palm of his hand. Qing Li opened the cage and pinched it.

The boy no longer resisted and let him squeeze him. He only occasionally wailed mechanically because of the pain, which was extremely miserable. Coupled with Qinglee's twisted wrinkles, the old man next to him only felt a sense of horror.

He wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead and said flatteringly.

"Sir, I have no conscience, but he is my lifeblood. Do you need to pay more?"

"Stop playing tricks. Can you get out of my city? I'm afraid you'll lose your life on that money tree!"

He threw away the boy with a dry face, patted his hands with a slightly rosy complexion, and walked back to the old man gloomily.

pat-

The boy's body stepped on his footsteps and instantly turned into a puff of dust, but Qingzhi didn't mind, his eyes filled with bloodthirsty light.

"Do you want more money?"

"No... no more! Ten times, ten times is already a lot, I... I thank Lord Qingzhi!"

The bully old man had never seen such power before. His mind was buzzing, and after a few trembling compliments, he covered his salty pants and retreated to the corner.

Useless trash.

Qing Zhimu showed disdain, but only this kind of trash could be bribed.

It was ridiculous to say that he would have to rely on this clown who leaked urine from now on.

Damn Hanzo, so heartless and unjust!

Thinking of this, he put on a smile and stepped forward to hold the old man's hand.

"It would be great if you could understand my painstaking efforts. Only by cooperating with each other can we have a chance to make a fortune, right?"

"Yes...yes, we all rely on Master Qingzhi."

"What about Nagato?"

"I have to send it to you. Even if it's my son, I will send it to you!"

"You are such a good friend to me!"

After sending the old man away, Qing Zhi smelled the filthy smell and felt disgusted.

A few years ago, such a cowardly ninja could only serve as cannon fodder in the team he led.

"Well done. After getting Nagato, you will be able to fully recover and even improve your strength greatly. By then, the opponent, Hanzo, will not be an illusion."

An eerie voice came from his ears. When Qing Zhi came back to his senses, a figure formed from a pool of black mud was already behind him.

Silently, no matter how many times, it can frighten him.

"It's all...all thanks to Lord Black."

"You have worked very hard. As long as you succeed, the Water Country will help you. By then, you will be able to resist Hanzo."

"Thank you, Master Hei!"

Hearing this, Qingzhi's eyes were fiery and he knelt down on one knee respectfully.

In his eyes, the mysterious Lord Black is simply a god!Not only did he give him the forbidden technique to bring him back to life when he was at his lowest point, but he also constantly helped him make suggestions and even found news about Nagato for him.

As long as you believe in it, you can become the king of the Kingdom of Rain!

Unfortunately, Qingzhi's trust was misplaced after all.

......

A week later, at the shelter, Nagato sat on the wooden board and closed his eyes to meditate.

He's refining chakra, more chakra!

According to the information collected by the shadow clone, the city lord is at least as strong as a jounin. He is not an opponent at the moment, but he may have the power to maneuver with the samsara eye.

But this is not enough!Hei Jue's trials have always been about complete victory. If he doesn't take care of Qing Lee personally, troubles will continue to follow.

Half an hour later, Nagato opened his eyes tiredly.

His refining speed is very fast, almost comparable to that of a jounin, but his body's endurance is not as strong as that of an ordinary genin, so half an hour is already the limit.

It can store the chakra of up to two chunin.

Counting the transformation of pupil power and mental power, the limit during combat is probably equal to a standard Sharingan Kakashi.

"That's almost it. The situation is true."

As Nagato became more proficient in the Rinnegan, he was able to achieve visual communication through the eyes of the shadow clone.

In other words, he can continue to share information without deactivating his clone.

He has restrictions on the use of chakra, which is a magical skill, and long before he entered the asylum, he sent three shadow clones to sneak into the town to find out information.

The clone does not need to rest, eat or drink, and with its own strong mental power supply, most of the information has been gathered by now.

The first is the city lord. His name is Sanjiaoyu Qinglee. He has a cruel and cold personality. It is hard to imagine that before this, he was also a soldier who participated in wars and protected his homeland.

The corrosion of inflated desire is pervasive, which even Qing Zhi himself cannot avoid, let alone this faker?

Shaking his head slightly, Nagato was filled with emotions.

"Time to act."

Taking a short break, Nagato deactivated all the shadow clones outside. When his mental power and chakra were full, he created a replacement for himself and jumped out of the window.

There was a ninja vigil at the shelter, but it was not worth mentioning in his reincarnation eye.

He quickly found a loophole and escaped from the station.

Hiding in the shadows, Nagato condensed chakra on the soles of his feet, walked over the eaves and walls, and after bypassing several levels of streets, he arrived at a hidden straw house.

This is where the homeless children go to keep warm.

Most of them have no ninja talents and are abandoned at birth.And the shelters cannot afford to support so many civilian children, and most of them will refuse to accept them except for the fixed monthly limit.

"Art is..."

"explode!"

He whispered the code, and after a while, a small head poked out of the door. After looking around, he pulled the long door open.

"You're finally here. How's the situation inside? Are Bailan and the others okay?"

"It's okay, except for the beating."

Entering the room, Shigure was the only one inside.

After meeting Shigure, Nagato ordered the shadow clone to find Shigure, and finally set a time to meet.

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