This Ninja Is Obviously Not Strong but Really Hard to Kill

"I say, friend, isn't this a bit too much?" The middle-aged wealthy merchant said with an unfriendly expression.

"Who is your friend? Having a big face doesn't mean that you can randomly climb up relations."

The middle-aged wealthy merchant widened his eyes in anger and thought, "Is Konoha so arrogant even when looking at the gate guards?"

At this time, the other guards saw that the two people were about to quarrel and quickly came over to persuade them in a low voice, "I say, Shinomiya Nee-chan, it's almost enough. If this matter is blown up, we will be the unlucky ones. We all know that you have a big background. After guarding for a month, you will leave, but you have to think for us brothers."

Aoba directly said in a bad mood, "Go to the side. Haven't you learned enough from last time?"

Upon hearing this, the guards could no longer remain calm and looked at the middle-aged merchant.

Could it be?

This time, no one dared to persuade him anymore. Instead, they quietly surrounded the middle-aged merchant in the middle.

After all, they had seen the ability of Aoba to catch spies. Even if they had doubts in their hearts, they could only hold it in before the results came out.

They were not afraid of ten thousand, but they were afraid of what if!

If another spy was added because of them, they would be too ashamed to stay.

After seeing this scene, the middle-aged rich businessman's expression changed slightly, and he felt uneasy.

But he didn't know what had happened. Why did the attitude of these guards suddenly change?

After thinking about it, he felt that the reason was definitely because of this greedy freak in front of him.

Thinking of this, he also admitted it. Wasn't it just money?

Compared to the mission he was going to carry out this time, money was not important at all.

Therefore, he immediately put on a fawning smile and moved closer to Aoba, saying, "Sir, may I have a word with you?"

"Mm, you guys keep an eye on this batch of goods. No one is allowed to pass without my orders."

"Yes!"

The middle-aged rich merchant's expression immediately turned cold.

This young handsome man was the one who was really good at speaking.

Could it be that he had ignored him when he was splitting the money at the beginning, so he was unhappy and deliberately wanted to mess with him?

The middle-aged rich merchant felt that his guess was almost right, and he was secretly annoyed at his bad luck.

After walking to a place far away from the crowd, the middle-aged rich businessman went straight to the point, "I offended you just now. How many things do you think can make you feel comfortable?"

"Alright, take out a million ryo and I will let you go this time. Don't think it's too expensive, because this is the only chance."

Aoba took out a cigar from his body, lit it up, and said indifferently.

Fuck!

Don't you think a million ryo is too expensive?

Perhaps by the time he sold this batch of goods, he would be able to raise so much money, but at most, he would only bring a hundred thousand ryo with him.

If he gave all of it to this greedy bastard, wouldn't he have wasted his time?

Although the task was first, without the cover of this batch of goods, he still completed an egg task.

Therefore, the middle-aged rich businessman laughed and said, "You are really humorous. How about 50,000 ryo as a friend?"

Aoba glanced at this guy and thought, "Are you a beggar?"

You are a fat sheep!

Can you show some of the rich spirit of a fat sheep!

Forget it, if you don't make things clear and scare him to death, he will definitely have the mentality of being lucky.

Therefore, after spraying out a cloud of smoke to refresh his mind, Aoba said to himself, "Tell me, how many years have you been a spy? Which Ninja Village sent you here?"contemporary romance

The middle-aged merchant immediately became anxious, "You are slandering me! Are you trying to pin the blame on me? I want to see the Hokage-sama!"

Aoba calmly looked at him, "Does the Hokage-sama is also someone you can meet whenever you want? But what I am very interested in is, do you really dare to go?"

The middle-aged merchant's heart immediately thumped. He felt something different from the other party's eyes and tone. He began to suspect that the other party had really discovered something.

But just as he was about to be stubborn to the end, Aoba said faintly, "Three days ago, it was also here. I sent a spy who was exactly like you to the interrogation department."

"Guess what happened in the end?"

"What happened in the end?"

"Trust me, you will know the answer soon," Aoba said as he patted his shoulder regretfully.

An ominous glint flashed across the middle-aged merchant's eyes. He did not dare to see if this fellow was trying to trick him or if he had really discovered his identity.

However, there were so many people coming and going, so why would they choose him?

Should they take the risk and give up the mission?

Just as he was struggling, Aoba seemed to have seen through his thoughts and said indifferently, "You can try and see if you can get rid of me and run away."

The middle-aged merchant was shocked and finally woke up.

Then, he squeezed out a smile and said, "You really misunderstood me. I really am not a spy. But I like to make friends. There are 100,000 ryo here, and the goods are worth more than one million ryo. It is all a gift for me and my lord. What do you think?"

"Look, it's good to be like this earlier, but I can't take your things for free. How about this, you accept the payment, and we can consider it as money and goods."

After taking away the 100,000 ryo that the other party handed over, he opened his wallet and generously took out a hundred ryo.

The middle-aged wealthy businessman wanted to cry but had no tears. He nodded repeatedly and said, "We're even."

"Alright, hand over the goods and you can leave."

When the two of them returned, the middle-aged merchant announced that all the goods had been sold to Shinomiya-sama.

As for how much they sold, he had no face to mention it, nor could he mention it.

Although the subordinates he hired felt a little surprised, they did not think too much about it. Anyway, no matter how much money they sold, it was none of their business.

The other guards who had some guesses instantly widened their eyes and looked at Aoba with incomparable admiration.

So it turned out that this move was really fucking high!

It was as if they had opened the door to the new world and saw a completely different beautiful scenery.

However, even if they had the courage, they wouldn't dare to play like this.

Therefore, they could only be envious.

At this time, the middle-aged wealthy merchant was afraid that Aoba would go back on his words and asked, "Can I go now?"

"Let's go. Are you still waiting for me to treat you to tea?"

"No, no, no, let's go now."

The middle-aged wealthy merchant walked out on tenterhooks, but the thing he was worried about did not happen.

This made him heave a sigh of relief, and his mind immediately became lively.

Perhaps he could use money to bribe this guy next time?

At the same time, Morino Ibiki also quickly arrived when he received the news from Aoba's shadow clone.

"Where is he?"

"Here, he's still acting slowly outside." Aoba casually pointed. As a person, he had to keep his word. If he said he would let him go, he would let him go. But if he was caught by others again, it would be none of his business.

Morino Ibiki immediately glared at him and then rushed out with the others like hungry tigers pouncing on sheep.

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