[Comprehensive master Naruto] The daimyo of the country of fire is in a panic

Eating habits around the world have their own characteristics. In the Neon Warring States Period, affected by religious beliefs, lack of supplies, low productivity and other factors, bird meat, poultry and fish were the most common meat dishes.Since there are many coastal areas in the Land of Fire, with rivers crisscrossing the territory, fish is relatively easy to obtain, the price is relatively low, and ordinary townspeople can afford it, so the fish market in the early morning is very prosperous, crowded and crowded.

However, it was already time for us to arrive at the fish market. The "morning rush hour" had passed, and only a few stalls were still standing.At the end of Mao month, the weather was warm, and the cloth shed could not block the dazzling sunlight. The blood of the winding fish had long been dried, and the live fish in the pots and jars had been sold out. The remaining fish carcasses everywhere exuded an unbearable smell. Fishy smell.

There was a pool of black blood on the ground soaked with fish scales and internal organs. The messenger transformed from Shanzhong Shuangye ran over and stopped in front of a stall. He leaned on his waist and gasped: "One, a snapper."

A tall and thin figure swayed in the stall and replied weakly: "The customers are late, and the villain's snapper has long been sold out."

"Hey, our boss has something to go out today, so I'm late. Please be accommodating." The messenger smiled flatteringly and handed over the bamboo tube and the copper coins.

The contrast between the two is extremely sharp.One is as tall and thin as a bamboo pole, with a face that has been damaged by the sea breeze and sunlight into a purple color, with a frown and a bitter face; the other is as short and fat as a wine barrel, with extremely fair skin that has been cultivated indoors for a long time, with a wide face and a flat head that looks like a blessing.

The stall owner stuffed the bamboo tube into his arms, bent down and groped around in the stall: "How much does the guest want?"

The messenger didn't want to get his hands dirty, so he leaned over to look at it with his arms behind his back: "This one is all white, not good, the fins of this fish are all gone, not good..."

In the midst of the electric light and flint, the stall owner flicked his wrist and pulled out a sharp deboning knife from under the pile of fish carcasses. His lean muscles tightened and exploded, and he stabbed fiercely with the knife. The tip of the knife was pointed directly at the throat of Shuang Ye in the mountain. He said with a ferocious face: "Boy, You’re pretty good at pretending!”

Nara Shikaji immediately formed a seal, and the shadows under his feet were sticky and rolling, but Yamazaka Shimoye's hand behind his back gently waved.

I was relatively far away from the other two people, and I could only see the stall owner suddenly take out his knife after the two people were talking.I glanced at Madara, but he didn't look back. He reached out and accurately pressed the knife I drew back into the sheath.

"You, what are you talking about?" Shanzhong Shuangye trembled with the simple face of the messenger with a wide nose and round eyes, "What are you doing with the knife? Do you still want to do my boss's business?"

The stall owner pulled him close and made signs on his face with a knife. "Who is your boss? Do you dare to delay my master's affairs? Do you dare to swear to Ebisu that you have never seen anyone else before coming here? If you dare to lie -" He hung the knife above the left eye of Shanzhong Shuangye , the tip of the knife draws a circle, as if looking for the most suitable position for cutting.

I couldn't hear their whispers, but I knew that the ninjas must have countermeasures. They often faced scenes that were ten times more dangerous than this, but I still couldn't help but worry.Madara still pressed his hand on the top of the hilt of my knife to prevent me from acting impulsively. Although Renji Tianhai didn't say anything, he was in a position where he could trip me just by stretching out his leg.

The vendors under the surrounding shacks completely turned a blind eye to this scene. They either covered their faces with handkerchiefs and took a nap, or they concentrated on their work, slowly removing the fish's internal organs and mincing it into stuffing.The two wild cats took the opportunity and worked together to snatch away a mackerel from the stall, and the fish tail dragged a long water stain on the ground.

The tip of the knife was approaching, only one finger away from the blue eyes.

"It's really bad."

Someone cursed in a clear, unaltered childish voice, which sounded inexplicably weird.

The stall owner was briefly distracted.The sound of wooden clogs beat rhythmically on the stone pavement of the pier. A child who had just been playing by the water walked up to the stall at some point, threw down the bright red windmill, and performed magic seals.

"Bam—"

When the white smoke cleared, a tall man with dark skin, curly hair, and thick lips stood there, carrying a strange cast-iron sword on his back. His muscles were all tangled, like an iron tower. He used only two fingers to cut the frost leaves in the mountain. Pulled him out: "I asked him a few questions, what's the matter?"

When the fishmonger saw the strong man raising his hand to touch the knife, he was so frightened that his eyes trembled. He was so confused that he couldn't speak clearly. How could he be so touching? "It turns out it's you! I didn't know that it was you who wanted to do something! Could it be that the adult sent you...ah! I shouldn't make wild guesses! You have a lot! Please spare me this time!"

The strong man waved his palm like a cattail leaf fan like a fly: "Go and do your thing!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" The fishmonger closed the stall quickly, picked up the package and disappeared within a few dozen seconds.The strong man saw that he had indeed boarded the boat, pitched his pole, turned around and left with the messenger in hand.

As soon as the two people left, the surrounding stall owners immediately became active. Those who were asleep learned to sleepwalk. They lowered their heads to cut fish and opened their heavenly eyes on their foreheads. They all gathered their energy and rushed towards the fish stall, biting like a pack of evil wolves. The group swept up all the things left by the fishmonger.The wild cat shuttled through the gaps in the crowd, picked up another mackerel that was larger than before, squatted by the stone wall, and licked its paws contentedly.

None of us expected that things would end so suddenly, and even Quan Nai's dark face now showed confusion.Madara asked for my opinion, put his finger to his lips, and imitated two bird calls vividly, declaring that the task was completed.

Everyone returned to the dark alley, and Quan Nai released the transformation technique before stuffing herself through the gap.Shanzhong Shuangye said to him half-complainingly: "If you delay a little longer, I will be able to successfully perform the spell."

Nara Shikaji raised his hand and gave him a blow without hesitation, with words written all over his face: "I'm so tired of caring about children, I don't want to do it anymore": "Teach me what teamwork is! You want us to watch you?" Going on an adventure?”

"What if the mission fails? Yamanaka? Is it more important that the mission succeeds or your success?" Madara said.

"Okay," I interrupted the exchange between the two young parents, "Let's sort out the information we have obtained. Tianhai, tell me." I am determined to give him a try.

"Based on the memory of the sender and the content of the letter, it appears that Yonewu and a force other than Saga began to establish contact more than two years ago. Yonewu is responsible for providing business and policy information. The business aspect is detailed and the policy aspect is brief. The other party The contact person sent is a businessman with martial arts skills and has online control."

Tianhai Renji paused and smiled slightly: "The next step is my guess."

"Speak." If I read it correctly, the Uchiha brothers all swallowed.

Renji Tianhai raised a finger: "It's probably just a pretense that the owner of Yone House went to see the shopkeeper of Ideya. The time of delivering the letter and going out were too close. The boss of Yone House may have realized that someone was watching, so he wanted to attract more attention and take action himself. Cover for the messenger. This time the messenger encounters an accident, the rice house boss may have two reactions, which one do you want?"

"Accident? What kind of thing do I want?" I couldn't understand his word play.

Tiankai glanced at Nara Shikaji, who told me in a professional spirit: "We can deal with the messenger, missing, being tested by a samurai, drowning, being too frightened and insane... whichever way you want to deal with it can be done. "

Facing his calm expression, I shuddered.Others didn't react as much as I did. Izuna and Madara were having a rational discussion. They believed that if the current messenger was returned intact, other ninjas would recognize the traces left by Yamanaka's secret technique on him. Yamanaka Shimoye said Being recognized is a small probability event, but to be on the safe side it is better to let the person disappear.

They talk about murder as easily as they talk about the weather.

"What if we let him live?" Maybe it's my problem that I can't bear to kill someone who is not completely innocent.

The corner of Tianhai's mouth turned up more and more: "The boss of Yonewu has realized that someone has taken action against him. He will definitely continue to find ways to contact the owner of Suwa Shinnosuke to explain and understand the situation, and then switch to a more covert contact method. He may also accept We should wait for the limelight to pass until we think we will not cause trouble for him again. The forces behind Miwu may know about the loose relationship between the two parties, and selling information is their choice, so the boss of Miwu is more likely to choose the former. .”

"The other party will not let go of this line easily." Tianhai paused for a moment to think carefully, and his face darkened, "That Shinnosuke is agile, and his foot is very stable when he jumps off the boat to help. Even if he is not a fisherman, he must have lived on the water for a long time. Time; his moves have the shadow of the ancient martial arts of the Uzumaki Islands. He is not a simple little person, which shows that the other party actually pays more attention to this line. There is nothing important in the catalog of various products, and only Yonewu will be the first to do this. Know.”

"The price of rice." He and I said in unison.

I mentioned that rice can almost be said to be another form of money. There is a "rice-based" financial system in the world, which controls the life and death of countless people.If you master the price of rice in Saga, you can almost control the economic situation and even military trends in Saga.

"Yes, so who wants to have such important information at all times?" Tianhai put his fist on his chin and thought.

An idea suddenly came to my mind: "Quanna, who did you turn into just now?"

Izuna made eye contact with Madara first, and received a positive reply: "It's an unknown ninja from the Kingdom of Thunder. They sent people to Wuyu before..."

——Escort the envoy from the Kingdom of Thunder to instigate rebellion against Uchiha.

"What did you tell him?"

In my eager eyes, Izuna recounted the memory.

Renji Amami claps his hands with his fist: "Suwa knows that the ninja of the Land of Thunder is highly valued by the top management! And he and his master know who the ninja serves!"

He looked sternly again: "But in this case, if he comes face to face with the ninja after returning..."

"It's hard to track on the water, and he's going downstream again - Shikaji, Shuangye, immediately go to the next wharf where supplies can be supplied. If you can catch him, Shuangye will find out who his superior is, and try to make him 'normal' 'Go back." Now I don't care whether the secret skills in the mountains will damage the brain. Lower limits and morality are luxuries that only a civilized society can have.

"Madara, you and Izuna go call Tobirama and Masanori. We need their sensory abilities to find someone." I added.

"Yes." Everyone disappeared in an instant.

I looked over the wall to the north, unable to restrain my anger.

Sure enough, besides my amiable neighbor in the northwest, who else could have that unique look of the black race?He has extended his tentacles into my hinterland and clearly wants to touch my economic lifeline.More than two years...no, 13 years!How far has the Fire Nation been infiltrated?

He is worthy of being the most loyal minister in front of the general, Jianyu Lei family.