The strongest Takikage

Chapter 411 The Shame of the Ninja

"Boss, all the current goods are here."

As the voice of the middle-aged man sounded, he rubbed his hands, and greeted a man with long black hair, a vertical braid and long beard, thick lips and sharp teeth, and his left eye was covered with a black cloth. A guy with bandages wrapped around his head and neck, and one hand missing.

When Obito saw this attire, he immediately recognized his identity. It was Murashi Jinhachi, one of the former six ninja swordsmen who lost his whereabouts after being cut off by the ghost full moon.

Wuli Jinbayi came in, lit up the surrounding lamps, inspected the refugees in the cage, and said: "This group of people is a little smaller, you must have tampered with it."

"There are a few older ones who are sick. I think they are worthless, so they are thrown outside in the forest."

"Dad, Dad." The youngest seven or eight-year-old girl couldn't help shaking her little body when she heard these words.

It turned out that her father was among those who were left outside.

Obito felt that most of those who were thrown out were dead.

He was originally a thin and weak refugee, but after going through such a toss, in the cold and dark forest, there is a high probability that there will be no bones left.

Wuli Jinba frowned: "Don't do unnecessary things."

Then he walked up to the little girl, roughly grabbed her with one hand, and looked her up and down.

Blue hair, tied in a pineapple style, two bundles of hair hanging from the ears, six thousand bonnets stuck in the thin and worn clothes, and a few crystals similar to red crystals that flowed down with tears.

"Chakra" Wuli Shiba took a sniff, and sensed Chakra from the crystal: "Is it a blood successor? Or a special constitution."

"You are not worthy of being ninjas." The little girl was surprisingly calm, without any look of panic, her face was lifeless.

"Ninjas are not something you can talk about. This kid is expensive. He can be sold to those nobles and trained as guards. Even if he can't reach the level of Jōnin in the future, Chunin will be more than enough. For those guys who are greedy for life and afraid of death, Not bad."

Wuli threw the little girl on the ground heavily, and then walked to a strong man.

The strong man stood up in horror and shouted: "No! I don't want to be sold!!"

Although the life of the refugees is hard, they still have freedom. After the war, the administrators of the Kingdom of Fire will try their best to resettle them. Nowadays, the policies of all countries towards their own citizens are quite good. After they settle down again, it is not a big problem to live a stable life, but If they were sold as commodities, most of them could not escape the fate of slaves and servants.

He tried to resist, but Murashi Jinhachi just casually punched him in the stomach.

Even if a hand is broken, it will not affect his strength. Wuli Jinpachi is one of the six ninja swords who were once famous in the ninja world!

The strong man couldn't help screaming, and fell to his knees clutching his stomach.

"Take them all out to load the car and prepare to go to the country of water."

"As ordered!"

The middle-aged man replied respectfully, using simple illusions to calm down the strong man, and then dragged the refugees out of the cage one by one.

"I don't want to be sold, absolutely not!" Suddenly, a young man yelled desperately, and at the same time shouted: "Help me, save me! Who will save me!"

But his voice stopped abruptly, because he found that no matter how much he shouted, no one could come to rescue him.

"Squeak."

In the big iron cage next door, a monkey that was originally unconscious woke up and climbed up and down, as if trying to escape from the cage.

"Noisy..." Wuli Shiba glared at the young man who was yelling just now, took a thousand copies from his clothes, and threw it out with lightning speed.

The monkey screamed, and the slender Qianben passed through its forehead, and it lost its sound instantly.

Trading animals is just extra income. Wuli Jinba's main business now is human trading. As long as these refugees are not damaged, everything is easy to talk about.

The young man became even more silent. Even if someone came to rescue him, could he be rescued from this seemingly extremely powerful ninja?
Obito looked at the young man who was yelling just now, dragged out of the cage like a dead chicken, and felt that something was blocking his heart.

Did a ninja do this?

Sharingan can see clearly the chakras, see through all the subtle movements and seals of the opponent, but can't see these people clearly.

Obito could only see the despair and panic in the young man's eyes.

He felt pain in his eyes. Although at first he also thought that human trafficking was against morality and not done by ninjas, but when he really witnessed this scene with his own eyes, it was more impactful.

He saw with his own eyes how many dark things there are in the ninja world.

Obito was trembling all over, and a voice in his heart kept saying, "Could it be that Konoha and the Land of Fire couldn't see all of this?"

He and the walking corpse-like refugees were taken out of the underground base and came to the surface.

The glare of the sun could not make him feel the slightest warmth.

At some point, a caravan appeared on the ground. Fat-faced merchants, together with the guards, loaded the refugees into the carriage one by one and squeezed them together with the goods on the carriage.

A businessman tripped over a stone on the road, suddenly lost his balance, and sat down on the ground with the fat on his face still shaking.

Obito really wanted to laugh, on weekdays, he would laugh out loud without any scruples, but now, he couldn't.

Can't laugh at all.

The fat businessman stood up, patted the ashes on his body, and continued to load the refugees. Even if he fell a few more times, it would be fine. As long as the refugees were fine and could make a lot of money, he would be happy even if he fell ten or twenty times.

Obito was at the very back, watching coldly those refugees being treated as goods, being loaded one by one by these human-like businessmen.

The middle-aged man who was gentle and well-versed in illusion was standing beside the captain of the caravan, pointing and pointing at the refugees, evaluating the pros and cons and their value one by one.

Wuli Shiba leaned against the tree trunk, indifferent to this, as if it was just a livestock.

Obito only felt an unprecedented sense of shame, he felt that he was a ninja with these people, it was a shame!

That's one of the six ninja swordsmen!
Even though he is such a powerful ninja, he does not carry out the task of a ninja, and completes the commission for the troubled people. Instead, he is doing human trafficking here!

Obito's body trembled more violently, and his emotions were close to the peak. He realized what the darkness of a ninja is, a darkness that is far darker than Danzo!

Chakra gave these people abilities, but these people didn't use their abilities to do what ninjas should do. Such people don't deserve to be called ninjas at all!
Chakra is not used like this at all!

The scene in front of him was like a heavy hammer hitting his heart again and again, and Obito was holding back a huge anger, and felt that his eyes had become extremely stinging, and he could not bear it any longer!
"This guy has interesting eyes!"

Finally it was his turn to load Obito into the car, the fat businessman saw him, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he said pleasantly.

(End of this chapter)