Chapter 5: Truth Is Never "Beautiful"

Crack! Crack!

When Xiaonan and Yahiko were shocked and stunned by the scene in front of them.

As the city gate made a harsh sound, the water in front of the city gate no longer flowed downwards, but began to flow wildly under a certain force.

That was the suction force of the city gate gradually opening!

Hearing the sound of the city gate opening, the refugees, who looked like dead bodies, looked at the city gate at the same time, a little hope appeared in their eyes, and began to gather in the direction of the city gate.

"The city gate is open!"

Yahiko's face showed a touch of joy again, and he couldn't help but take a step and wanted to run.

But he was suddenly grabbed by the collar, and the force made him vomit.

"Ahem! What are you doing..." Yahiko turned his head in exasperation and looked at the culprit.

But before he could finish his words, a black shadow suddenly appeared and blocked the bridge that must be passed to enter the city.

He wore a hat to protect himself from the rain, a night outfit, and a forehead protector with four vertical lines and a rain-like logo.

He is...

A ninja from the Hidden Rain Village!

Instantly, the refugees who were rushing in stopped, and in addition to numbness and desire, an unconcealable fear appeared on their faces!

The fear of ninjas actually suppressed their desire for life in an instant.

Soon, two rows of fully armed sword-wielding warriors walked out, and the fine armor on their bodies made a metallic collision sound.

As if they were afraid that the refugees would force their way through the city gate, the warriors silently guarded the bridge and even placed barricades on the bridge.

"Those who cross the bridge without permission will die! Those who break into the city gate without permission will die!"

In the unanimous warning of the warriors, the refugees with fear on their faces retreated subconsciously.

At this moment.

The Hidden Rain Ninja suddenly took a step forward, raised his head slightly and glanced at the refugees in front of him, and said: "Everyone, have you been hungry for a long time?"

After a short silence, there were sparse responses, which made the Hidden Rain Ninja frown slightly.

"Who made you like this? Who made you homeless?"

The tone and expression of the Rain Hidden Ninja were excited. He looked down at the crowd and said loudly: "Our country is still crying, but the weak leader of the Rain Hidden Village is still begging for mercy from the big countries that plunged us into war!"

"But what did they get in return for their humility?!"

At this point, his passionate words suddenly paused, and when he noticed that the refugees were all looking at him, a smile appeared on his face.

"In the First Ninja World War, all the small countries were destroyed by the five major countries, leaving us as the buffer zone of the war!"

"In the upcoming Second Ninja World War, our country will once again become a battlefield for the big countries! Everything we have is gradually being taken away by those big countries!"

"As long as the incompetent leader of the Hidden Rain Village is still there, this country will continue to cry! We need a real hero to lead us to resist those big countries and bring us peace with absolute power!"

"And that hero is our Hanzo! Master Hanzo!"

The Hidden Rain Ninja looked at everyone and said loudly: "Master Hanzo said that he is willing to give out his own food to help everyone, and at the same time hopes that people with lofty ideals can join us!!"

As the Hidden Rain Ninja spoke passionately, there was a glimmer in the eyes of the refugees.

Especially when they saw the group of samurai set up the awning and moved baskets of bread out and put them there, the refugees became noisy.

"Master Hanzo!"

The crowd began to shout, and then gradually became unanimous!

"Master Hanzo! Master Hanzo!"

The raindrops dripped down the edge of the umbrella like pearls from a broken string. Watching the scene gradually evolving into a frenzy, Yunchuan had a playful smile on his lips.

"It's really boring."

Yunchuan glanced to the side and thought to himself: "But I think someone is helping Hanzo with ideas behind the scenes. For some passionate people, it is unexpectedly useful."

Yahiko stared at the scene in front of the city gate, his eyes full of eagerness.

The Rain Hidden Ninja kept saying similar things, mainly about how incompetent the current leader of the Rain Hidden Village is, how evil and hateful the five major countries that provoked the war are, and how powerful, virtuous, and brave Master Hanzo is.

Until half of the bread was sent away, he stopped talking and shouted loudly: "Today's relief ends here!"

"Master Hanzo is raising money to gather people with lofty ideals and wants to lead everyone to change this crying country. Adult men with ideas can come and sign up!"

As soon as these words came out, a thunderous cry suddenly rang out.

"Sir Ninja! Women can't do that? I can do anything!"

"Sir! Don't go, our children are starving to death, please give us a piece of bread!"

Seeing refugees crying and coming up, Yuyin Ninja's eyes narrowed slightly, and his smiling face turned cold.

Just kidding.

There are thousands of refugees gathered here. Even the capital of the Rain Country can't afford to support so many refugees. It's good enough to help a hundred people every day.

In the end, they are just a group of cannon fodder.

So, when he saw someone reaching out to him, Yuyin Ninja's eyes suddenly turned cold.

"Ah!!"

He kicked the refugee's knee with a ruthless and huge kicking force, instantly kicking the opponent's left leg to an ugly angle, and he lost his balance and fell to the ground with a painful howl.

"Don't push your luck, bastard. Thank Hanzo-sama, or I'll kill you!" Looking down at the man who was wailing with his hands covering his legs, the Rain Ninja smiled coldly, and then looked up at the other refugees.

Instantly, the hungry people recalled the fear of the ninja.

"Listen up!"

One of the samurai suddenly walked out and shouted solemnly: "The daimyo is looking for maids, over 12 years old and under 16 years old, those with good looks are preferred, and their families can get five loaves of bread!"

Hearing this, the shocked crowd became noisy again.

A skinny girl soon walked out from the refugees, and she pulled a boy of five or six years old and whispered: "Sir, I am willing to serve the daimyo, but I want to exchange it for ten... no, seven loaves of bread."

"Seven?"

The warrior asked back in a muffled voice, and then threw five loaves of bread at the girl's feet, saying coldly: "Trading is trading, no matter who it is, it is only worth five loaves of bread."

The girl did not bargain anymore, but silently picked up the bread, lowered her head and handed it to the boy at hand, and said with a smile on her face: "Crocodile, sister is going to live a good life, you take these back... ah!"

Before she finished speaking, a person suddenly rushed out, snatched two loaves of bread from her hand, and pulled her to the ground with great force, and squeezed out of the crowd without looking back.

The thin girl struggled to get up, and ran towards the man while shouting: "Give it back to me!"

However, I don't know who it was, a foot stretched out from the crowd and tripped her who had just climbed up.

"Hahahaha!"

Seeing this scene, a malicious and jealous laugh suddenly rang out in the crowd.

They are now at the bottom of the society. Under the pressure of war and death, their personalities have gradually become distorted.

In this regard, the group of samurai and the rain ninjas just watched coldly.

It is enough for them to reach a deal and take the girl away. As for whether the other party can keep the bread...

That is none of their business.

"How... could it be like this..."

In the distance, Yahiko witnessed all this. His cracked lips opened slightly, and he could clearly see the red blood. He murmured hoarsely and lowly.

He couldn't believe what he saw!

He and Konan came here by picking up garbage to eat with the last hope of life.

But the scene he saw now was even more desperate than the scene along the way!

Why, why did the capital become like this?

"Because this is a real world."

As if he noticed Yahiko's doubts, Yunchuan sighed and whispered softly: "And the truth will never be 'beautiful'."

After that, he raised his eyelids slightly.

Before he knew it, several figures had gathered around him, staring intently at the package behind him, their pale, skinny faces filled with ugly looks of greed.