Terumi Mei looked unhappy when she was interrupted by the chopper man, and even more angry after hearing his provocative words.

"Boiled Escape, Skillful Mist Technique!"

A burst of smoke was exhaled from Terumi Mei's mouth and dispersed towards everyone in Jie Dao. The civilians looked at the smoke coming in front of them. As soon as they showed fear and wanted to escape, they were enveloped by the rapidly spreading smoke, and heart-rending screams lingered in the alleys.

After a few breaths, the smoke dissipated and the alley returned to its previous emptiness, leaving only Menma and the three of them standing.

Menma broke the silence first and exclaimed at Mitei:

"Is this Ming Sang's unique ninjutsu? The effect is amazing!"

Kimimaro looked at the people who had disappeared, his breath was suffocated, but he still said stubbornly:

"Sir, I can do better than Master Ming! Please forgive me for not killing them in advance."

Mei Terumi had a plain face. Her growth experience had been accompanied by learning and practicing ninjutsu and using ninjutsu to kill. However, she gradually discovered that these killings could not change anything, but instead made the current water country even more miserable.

The three of them continued to return the same way. When they returned to the place where Terumi Mei had given alms to the man, she suddenly looked surprised. The previous door had been damaged. She stretched her neck and looked into the house, but her feet did not move forward. Move a step.

"Let's go in and take a look." Menma pointed at the house with his chin, but his voice was as calm as ever.

Terumi Mei then took a few steps forward and entered the room, and the smell of blood suddenly became stronger. Lying face down on the ground was the body of a man, with multiple bruises from being beaten with a stick and an obvious fatal stab wound. There was a middle-aged woman lying on her back on the collapsed bed, with the same fatal wound. Her pleading look was still frozen on her face.

Terumi Mei turned over the body on the ground. It was the man who begged her not long ago. The food and money just now were gone.

She stared blankly at the scene in the room, despair slowly appearing on her face.

She has killed countless ninjas on the battlefield, and she has also harmed countless civilians during her missions. Her hands are full of resentful souls, but this is the first time that a family's life has been lost because of her kindness.

"You already knew that, didn't you?"

After a period of silence, Mei Terumi asked, her voice slightly hoarse.

Menma looked at her calmly:

"Yes, I have seen countless similar tragedies when I was trying to make a living. Either you die if you help, or you die if you don't help. What's the difference? Have you ever thought about what can really save these people?"

While Menma was talking, Mei Terumi walked to a wall and stood still. She suddenly stretched out her right fist and hit it on the wall. Cracks appeared. After she stopped her hand, she asked and shouted hysterically:

"Killing will make them die; kindness will also make them die. How should I save this damn country and this damn village!"

In the past two days, she has seen too many dark sides of this country, the rioting blood step families, the boatmen like black bamboo poles, the hungry people begging on the streets, and the mobs who do all kinds of evil. What is even more sad is that these scenes are being staged every day, But she never cared, so why did she fight for the country?

She can kill every day, or she can help every day, as long as it is for her ideal village, but when nothing can be changed, what can she, as a ninja, do.

Menma was silent for a while, and after Terumi Mei calmed down a little, he comforted her:

"Civilians can only live in peace; ninjas can only obey and kill; managers of a village only think about their own interests; rulers of a country only want to enjoy themselves. How can there be hope for such a country?

"Only when you understand more, see more, and feel more will your heart and your capacity surpass everyone in this country. Only then can you truly change this country."

Terumi Mei was deeply immersed in Menma's words, her brain was thinking rapidly, but she didn't care that these words were so inconsistent with his identity and status.

While she was thinking, Menma silently led the two of them out of the residential area quickly and arrived at the inn. Looking at the bright and beautiful street, the two people behind them were in a trance for a moment.

Menma suddenly asked with interest:

"Kimimaro, do you have any insights?

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