Hokage: Sorry, Danzo is a good person

"Selling candied haws, candied haws."

"The best fabrics, this sister-in-law, come in and have a look, come over here."

"Fresh watermelon is a must for relieving the heat, with thin skin and thick flesh."

At this time, a middle-aged man with a simple and honest face asked about the melon vendor.

"Are your melons ripe?"

The whole street is filled with the sound of selling goods, people come and go, very lively.

'Is this the capital of the Nation of Fire?Sure enough, it is prosperous. '

Danzo looked from the street into the distance.

The street extends east and west to the quieter suburbs outside the city, but there are still many pedestrians on the street: some are carrying burdens on the road, some are driving ox carts to deliver goods, some are driving donkeys to pull carts, and some are stopping to enjoy the scenery of the river.

With the tall tower as the center, the houses on both sides are row upon row, including tea houses, wine shops, foot shops, butcher shops, temples, public houses and so on.

In the store, there are special operations such as silk and silk, jewelry, spices, incense, paper and horses, etc. In addition, there are medical clinics, cart repairs, fortune-telling, face trimming and plastic surgery, and everything from all walks of life.

There are also "colorful buildings and happy doors" at the front of the big shops, and banners are hung to attract business. There are pedestrians in the market, shoulder to shoulder, and there is an endless stream. There are family members in sedan chairs, traveling monks with baskets on their backs, tourists from other places asking for directions, street children who listen to books, children of wealthy families drinking in restaurants, disabled old people begging on the edge of the city, men and women. Young and old, scholars, farmers, businessmen, three religions and nine streams, they are all prepared for everything.

Means of transportation: There are sedan chairs, camels, oxen and horse-drawn carriages of all kinds, and everything is available.

It is vividly displayed in front of people's eyes.

It also looks like an ancient international metropolis, where all kinds of people gather and is the center of national wealth and politics.

Danzo pulled down the bamboo hat he bought just now, and got into the winding alley. The more he walked in, the fewer people were there. In a small tavern with a dark appearance, he took out his mask and walked in.

There are very few people drinking in the tavern, even if it is noon now, the oil lamps must be lit, otherwise it will be considered invisible.

The middle-aged man with the abacus looked up at Danzo, and asked casually, "Do you want to drink or stay?"

"I came to see the goods." Danzo's words made the movements of his hands stop.

A gleam flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged man who was originally Gujing Wubo, "It seems that this guest is an expert, but he has never seen such a dress before, he is a familiar face."

There was only silence in response to him.

He smiled indifferently, twisted a mechanism on the table, and a door suddenly appeared on a wall. He smiled at Danzo, and stretched out his hand to signal to go this way.

Seeing that he really walked in front of the door, the middle-aged man showed a hint of sarcasm on his simple and honest face.

"The illusion arrangement is okay." After finishing speaking, Danzo slammed into the wall next to the door, but there was no sound of collision, but the whole person disappeared in place.

A layer of cold sweat suddenly appeared on the face of the middle-aged man. It turned out that he had discovered it a long time ago. It seemed that the newcomer this time was quite good, and his behavior was probably no different from a clown in his eyes.

My evaluation of him has risen a notch.

The black market is like an underground city. Although the area is far smaller than the capital of the Fire Nation, it can be said to be comparable in terms of prosperity.

It was this sight, like a fetid poppy, full of danger and sin.

This is a truly lawless place, mixed with fish and dragons, warriors, bandits, and people who rebel from all religions and religions will appear here. As sunny as the capital is on the bright side, then how dark this place is, because it carries too much of the filth of people's hearts.

And the location of the black market is not a secret, as long as you have been in the ninja world for a few years, you will naturally know that many things that are obviously inconvenient to sell are sold here, such as slaves, stolen goods, killer orders and so on.

As soon as he entered the black market, there were a series of malicious eyes looking over, constantly looking at them, too lazy to pay attention to this group of people.

After reading the information from Guchuanjie, he walked straight to his destination restaurant.

In the passing streets, there were many men, women and children with grass on their heads, all of them looked numb. The slave trader had a flattering face to the customers, but turned his head to face the disobedient slaves with another face.

After walking for a few minutes, a restaurant that was one of the best in the black market appeared in front of my eyes.

With a slight effort, the door was pushed open, and countless noisy noises erupted immediately.

There are dozens of wooden tables in the hall, some communicating in low voices and some talking loudly, and the smell of wine permeates the entire hall.

At this moment, a drunken strong man stood up and looked at Danzo with a sneer.

"Yeah, look who this is? A kid, are you weaned? Hahahaha"

Then he opened his oily palm and grabbed at his mask.

"This mask is really pretty, show me."

'Do I look so bully? '

Danzo spread the domineering arrogance in all directions, and the heavy coercion shocked everyone present, and the strong man was the focus of attention.

Only now did he realize that the boy wearing the mask was far superior to him in strength, and now he had kicked the iron plate. He couldn't help cursing secretly, and the drink turned into cold sweat and broke out.

Feeling the coercion and murderous intent coming from him, his drunken eyes regained some sanity, and looked at Danzo fearfully: "Stop, you can't kill me, the fifth rule of the black market, it is impossible to kill people in the black market!"

"However, according to No. 13 of the black market code, if someone makes trouble in the store, the store owner has the right to deal with it."

Some hurried voices sounded at the door of the restaurant.

Everyone in the lobby of the restaurant couldn't help looking at the door, and found that it was a strong middle-aged man with a tattoo of a ghost on his bare arm.

The person who came was Guchuanjie.

"Hi boss."

The employees working in the store greeted him one after another, and the guests also toasted him from afar.

That's right, this tavern is the property of the Black Shadow Corps in the black market.

This is a shop in the black market. Every shop owner must not only have money, but also have corresponding strength. The Black Shadow Corps, which has become famous in recent years, is under this person. Although he often says that it is just the minions of the Holy Master, the Holy Master has never appeared.

But Gu Chuanjie didn't have time to talk to them, and walked straight to Danzo with a few black shadow ninjas, kneeling on one knee.

"The lackeys here pay homage to the Holy Lord."

Everyone in the tavern was shocked. Is the masked man in front of him the legendary Holy Master?

You must know that now is not the ninja world where there are so many jounin in the later stage. Now the Chunin is the mainstay of every village, and the Black Shadow Corps has a total of ten Chunin.

The brawny man had long been frightened and collapsed to the ground. He dared to be so arrogant because of the rules of the black market, but now his reliance could no longer keep him.

"Since you're here, let's deal with it." Danzang said to Gu Chuanjie.

"Yes, Holy Master, please come this way." He stretched out his hand and led Danzo to the most luxurious box upstairs. No one has been there since it was built, and any dignitaries who came to ask would get a refusal answer.

Today, this box finally ushered in its owner.

The guests in the hall were all excited. It was really worth it to drink here today. It would be a shame to brag to others, but the strong man who collapsed on the ground was ignored for a long time. He was dragged out of the tavern by the black shadow ninja and dealt with.