From Naruto Sengoku

Malice, contempt, disgust, these negative emotions were poured into the body of the skinny boy like a curse.

Ichiro raised his knife and looked at the ugly faces of the people in front of him. For a moment, he was so painful that he couldn't breathe.

The people blocking the alley finally gave way to the boy's roar.

It was a glimmer of light.

Ichiro rushed out with all his strength. He didn't dare to look back or raise his head. He could only run forward with his head lowered.

boom!

Ichiro bumped into a burly man who was passing by. The strong force of the impact directly ejected Ichiro a few steps, and he staggered to his feet.

The man was a samurai with a samurai sword on his waist. He frowned slightly and sneered, "You little thing with no eyes, stay away from me!"

The man grabbed Ichiro's head with a slap, twisted his wrist, and threw Ichiro several meters away.

Ichiro rolled on the ground again and again, listening to the laughter around him, which seemed to be more harsh than before.

He struggled a few times and finally got up.

"Little thing, he's not dead yet!" The warrior looked at the skinny boy who got up and snorted coldly.

Ichiro reached into his cloth bag, tremblingly took out the deformed brown rice ball, and stuffed it into his mouth in a few mouthfuls.

Maybe the young man wanted to eat the last dry food before he died. If he died after eating enough, he would not suffer any loss.

He held the knife with both hands again, silently. In the eyes of everyone, Ichiro looked like a crazy cow. He only lowered his head and poured all his strength into the last sharp corner.

The samurai looked at the little beggar charging towards him. With such a desperate charge, he could cut off his head with just one blow.

But before he could pull out his katana, his wrist was held by a young ninja wearing dark red armor.

The samurai frowned, how could there be ninjas in Toma City...

Just when his mind was changing, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his lower abdomen. He looked down in confusion and saw that the little beggar had put the dagger into his belly.

Ichiro slowly raised his head and watched in disbelief as the entire knife penetrated, leaving only the short knife on the handle. He let go of the handle with trembling hands.

thump!

The samurai knelt directly in front of Ichiro. The samurai who couldn't believe that he was killed by a little beggar, his eyes widened, died in front of Ichiro.

thump!

Ichiro fell to the ground and moved his eyes upward. He saw Nuo Zheng, who had given him the short sword last night, looking at him with a smile.

"Sir...sir." Ichiro said with difficulty.

Nuo shrugged, not caring about the horrified eyes of the civilians around him, kicked the samurai over, bent down, pulled out the short sword, and wiped it on the samurai's body.

Then he threw it in front of Ichiro again.

"I've seen it all. You are very brave, and you are worthy of being the one who holds the emblem of my Uchiha clan."

At this moment, Madara led a large number of ninjas over, casually glanced at the dead samurai, and then looked at the small kettle tied to Ichiro's cloth bag.

"Let's go, let's go see Henghe Daimyo first."

Madara said to Nuo that he didn't care as to why Nuo helped a little beggar kill a samurai. In other words, he, who slaughtered the entire Hachiman family last night, was not qualified to care about such a thing.

Nuo first hummed softly at Madara, then pointed at Ichiro and said to the ninja behind him: "You take him to take a bath and have a meal."

After Noh and Madara left, Uchiha Genichi looked down at Ichiro who was still staring at the dagger in a daze, shook his head slightly, waved his hand, and the two ninjas stepped forward to pull up Ichiro and pull out the dagger.

Henghe Daming Mansion.

Heng and the daimyo looked nervously at the young Uchiha ninjas sitting on both sides. He knew that the Uchiha came here to fight with the Hachiman family, but he couldn't figure out why the Uchiha ninjas came to cross Mocheng by themselves, and also Killed one of his own warriors.

He didn't dare to ask because they were Uchiha and he, the fan leader of a small town in the west, couldn't afford to offend them.

Madara raised his head slightly and said to Henghe Daimyo: "Your Excellency, I deeply regret what happened in the city just now, but there were some misunderstandings. I will give you a satisfactory answer."

Lord Ganghe nodded slightly in greeting, and at the same time nervously flashed the paper fan in his hand. He looked at Nuo, who had lowered his eyebrows, and said quickly: "I already know about this. The people below made mistakes, and they should be punished. of."

"Ah."

Madara nodded lightly, and then stopped mentioning the matter. As for his satisfactory answer, the devil believed that Uchiha would explain to them why he wanted to kill a samurai, just to make the boss look good.

Madara added: "In the past few days, our ninjas will be resting in Toma City, but please rest assured that our ninjas will not disturb the civilians in the city. We will bear all expenses."

Do ninjas need to spend money to eat in cities under the jurisdiction of daimyo?

It depends on the situation and whether it is a hired ninja. If the fan owner hires a ninja for protection, then the fan owner must bear the expenses of the ninja in the city.

If it's a passing ninja, you'll need to spend money.

In this regard, ninjas are different from samurai. When they are not doing tasks, ninjas are just like ordinary people, wearing short-bladed hidden weapons and rarely carrying long weapons.

Samurai, on the other hand, never leave their swords. What's more, they carry spears or swords into taverns. The euphemistic name is a symbol of status, but it is actually a kind of deformed self-esteem produced under the oppression of the times.

Hearing what Madara said, how could Henghe Daimyo be so ignorant?He quickly smiled and said: "All the Uchiha ninja's expenses in the city will be charged to the family, so please don't be polite."

"Thank you very much. I will strictly instruct my people not to conflict with your army and warriors."

After Madara finished speaking, he stood up and said, "Excuse me."

As soon as the two of them left the Daming Mansion, Uchiha Nobuo burst into laughter.

Ban glanced at him, knowing that Nuo was laughing at the way and tone of his words, he said angrily: "You think I think so."

Nuo still found it funny and chuckled: "You looked more and more like the head of the family just now."

"Stop teasing me, it's too tiring to deal with them." Madara waved his hand helplessly.

"But there is no way. This is just a small fan. When you become the head of the family, you will be even more broken when you go to meet those big fans or the Daimyos of the Land of Fire." Nuo gloated.

Madara no longer paid attention to Nuo's joke, but asked: "Sarutobi clan, what are you going to do?"

Nuo thought for a moment, twirled his fingers, then suddenly opened his fingers and said with a smile: "Blow up those bastards."

Seeing Nuo's gestures and mean little face, Madara shivered suddenly, and then sighed.

"There is going to be a new pit in the land of Fire Country."

Nuo pouted, seeming to be a little dissatisfied with Madara's attitude, "You still haven't understood the essence."

Madara raised his eyebrows: "What's the essence?"

Nuo Siya: "Explosion... is art!"

"The enemy shows us his teeth, and we show off our nuclear bombs."

"If the enemy draws their swords at us, we'll blow them up."

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