Chapter 347

The Kaguya clan is all sick, and it is a serious disease, which is recognized by the entire ninja world. This ninja clan is extremely violent, impulsive and cruel, and they will tear out bones and fight with people's lives at any time.

Kimimaro is an exception. He has a strong and calm character, treats people gently and orderly, and is a rare smart ninja in the Kaguya clan, so he always claims to be the smartest person in the clan.

Logically speaking, Kimimaro's talents should not be enough to be just a deputy in Saitama Town. However, the Kaguya clan has too few resources. In order to ensure development, they can only rely on the Mizunoe clan. Kimimaro and Mizunoe Ai have become political partners.

"There are eight people in the two Rock Ninja teams. Only six of us can participate in the battle. The rest have not undergone systematic training in the Ninja School, so their combat effectiveness can be ignored."

Being a ninja does not mean having combat power. Now the ninjas of Konoha can be divided into combat ninjas and production ninjas. The former are compatible with the latter, but the latter cannot become the former. This is because the members of the latter are composed of ordinary people who refine chakra. Their chakra is only used for production, and they have no skills at all.

Mizunotsuki Lan looked worried: "Is there any way to save the warehouse?"

"It's difficult," Kimimaro said after taking a sip of tea and swallowing a handful of calcium tablets. "The enemy's primary target should be you, but the warehouse can be destroyed with just a detonating tag, unless we choose a battle site far away."

"Then distribute the food to everyone and keep it until this matter is over."

"The enemy will arrive in about two hours. We have to wait until dawn for reinforcements. They may be corpse collection teams."

Kimimaro sighed: "The situation is not good."

Mizunotsuki Lan was indifferent. In fact, the best way at the moment was to leave without fighting. It was nothing more than the loss of a comprehensive warehouse. With the foundation of the Mizunotsuki clan, it would not cost much to rebuild one. The new officials had the responsibility and obligation to develop the local economy, education, agriculture and other public affairs, but the responsibility of defending the land was borne by the garrison corps and border guards. It was their main responsibility to allow the enemy to enter the country. Mizunotsuki Lan had no obligation to fight.

But Mizuno Yuelan didn't dare to abandon the people, unless he wanted to stay at home and do nothing for the rest of his life. In his heart, his personal future was a small matter, and the safety of the people and the face of the village were more important.

The Hidden Mist Village was famous for its cunning and viciousness, and the Mist Ninjas were known for their cruelty and bloodlust. In this cold village, the heads of your companions are the best step for promotion, and anyone who is soft-hearted will not live to adulthood.

During the precarious days of the Mizunotsuki clan, Mizunotsuki Aoi lived in a dark cellar, with food delivered to her every day by a special person. Of course, the cellar was not in the ninja village, but in a small village near the sea, in order to avoid being hunted down by the Kirigakure Anbu ninja.

Once the family is wiped out, the few seeds scattered outside can eventually ensure that the bloodline boundary will not be destroyed. Mizunotsuki Lan always remembers this sentence, which has run through his childhood life.

"Kimimaro, I know you look down on me from the bottom of your heart and think that I am only able to suppress you because I am a good grandfather."

Kimimaro was about to say something but was interrupted: "We have known each other since childhood, and we know each other's personality and talents very well. I admit that you are better than me, and you are better than me in the fields of agricultural economy and people's livelihood."

Mizunotsuki Lan said as he took out a detonating talisman and stuck it behind the forehead guard: "But when it comes to loyalty, I'm no worse than anyone else!"

"Konohagakure belongs to Master Hayama, and it belongs to us, too. Ultimately, it belongs to us. For Konohagakure, for the Land of Fire, and for the New Deal, even if I have to die, I will die with dignity."

Kimimaro was silent for a moment, and then suddenly burst into laughter under the gaze of Mizunoe Aoi.

"Hahaha, I never thought that a guy like you who can't help but feel disgusted when killing people would be so determined, but I want to remind you that when a person dies, it's like a light goes out."

"It is better to die with nothing than to live with nothing."

"Okay." Kimimaro stopped smiling and said, "We will split into two groups, one heading south and the other heading north. We will try our best to eliminate the enemy while moving."

"Go south, one hundred kilometers away is Sanwan Lake, and Lord Uchiha Itachi is there."

Kimimaro swallowed another handful of calcium tablets: "I'm going to the north. I hope the ninjas stationed in the garrison have not completely slacked off."

They were too lazy. They allowed two elite teams to cross the Grass Country and reach the border. This would have been a major safety incident in Konoha more than a decade ago, and they would have been punished. But now, it doesn't seem to be a big deal, because the ninjas' main focus is on implementing the new policy, and there have been no major wars in the past ten years, so they naturally relaxed.

Mizunoe Aoi took out a scroll from her ninja tool bag and handed it to Kimimaro: "This is the birthday present I prepared for you. I'll give it to you in advance."

"Cut~"

Kimimaro took the scroll and took a look at it. It was a high-concentration calcium tablet launched by Konoha Hospital, which was very nutritious for ninjas like him.

"Don't die."

"Oh."

......

At midnight, Kimimaro was blocked by the Iwagakure in a rice field. Although it was inevitable, he still felt unhappy.

"Boy, aren't you a good runner?"

"Your eyes are somewhat ill. I am a ninja from the Kaguya clan. When have you ever seen Kaguya run away?"

Even though the two sides were enemies to the death, the Iwagakure still felt that the gentle-looking boy in front of him had a bit of a mouth: "Asshole, are all the ninjas in Konoha so uneducated?"

"Fuck your mother."

"you..."

Kimimaro smiled slightly and took off his upper body clothes to reveal his fair skin: "All the men in our Hyuga clan are heroes. Do you know why I took the trouble to bring you here?"

"You four idiots haha."

As he said this, he pulled out his arm bones and ribs, and hit them hard several times under the gazes of several people.

The Rock Ninjas didn't understand what was going on, but soon noticed that the ground was shaking slightly, and even the calm surface of the water in the small ditch was rippling.

"Woooooo~"

After a few ghostly howls, a figure came into the sight of several people. He was burly and had a ferocious face. He was not wearing any underwear on his upper body, only a Konoha standard vest. The zipper of the vest was open without being zipped up. His bronze skin and indestructible abdominal muscles showed the strength of its owner.

When the figure got closer, the Rock Ninjas could see it more clearly: the person was about forty years old, with white hair tied into a dozen small braids on his head; his face was painted with rouge, and there was a circle the size of a small fingernail dotted with cinnabar between his eyebrows; his big mouth was hissing, and his bloody teeth were a little creepy in the moonlight, and he looked like a mountain spirit that had just eaten a child.

The burly man walked over on the moon and soon stood in front of Kimimaro. He handed him half a pork leg and said, "Eat it while it's hot."

Because his appearance was so shocking, the Iwagakure ninjas didn't even notice that he was holding a pork leg in his hand.

Kimimaro didn't take the pork leg and waved his hand, saying, "Uncle Seventeen, I'm not hungry. These guys want to cause trouble for me. What do you say?"

When the sturdy man heard this, he was filled with murderous intent, his face full of eagerness to fight: "It is said that my nephew is considerate of others. My bones are creaking from idleness. If I don't get a few more people, they will break apart."

The leading Iwagakure frowned and looked the burly man up and down. After a moment, hesitantly asked, "Are you Kaguya Fujiki?"

The sturdy man trembled with excitement: "Has my fame spread to the Land of Earth? That's right, I am the famous Kaguya Fujiki."

The Iwagakure stared at Kaguya Fujiki for a long time, and after confirming that she was not playing dumb, he said, "According to the intelligence, you tried to do that to a young mare while drunk half a month ago, and the Hokage punished you severely and sent you into exile."

"In a sense, your name has spread throughout the ninja community, and everyone wants to meet you."

Kaguya Fujiki was not angry but happy: "Just tell me whether you are famous or not."

Kimimaru's face turned red and his neck became angry. This was also the reason why he didn't bring the guards arranged by the clan with him. He was really embarrassed!

"Uncle Seventeen, let's quickly get rid of them and go to support Mizunotsuki Lan. He's probably in a dangerous situation over there."

Kaguya Fujiki chuckled, threw away the pork leg in his hand, took off his vest, and moved his hands strangely towards the Iwagakure.

"Ten fingers flicking!"