The busy streets of Mirage City were bustling with people at noon. The sudden appearance of a group of burly men dressed in black was especially eye-catching.
"The City Defense Squad is enforcing the law. All unrelated people, get out of the way!"
The burly men pushed and shoved the crowd with arrogant and domineering auras.
The old man selling meat buns along the street did not even bother to collect money from his customers. He buckled his steamer and pushed his cart towards a nearby alley.
"Old man, where do you think you're going?!"
Seeing this, a burly man rushed forward and kicked the old man's bony back.
"Ouch!!" The poor old man was kicked three meters away and fell hard on the cement road, motionless.
The cart overturned as well. The steaming white meat buns scattered all over the ground and were mercilessly trampled by the burly men who walked up …
"Damn cripple, how dare you disobey the City Lord's orders!!"
On the other side of the street, a young man with a crippled leg had his stall overturned as well. The City Defense Squad surrounded him and beat him with sticks. The young man clenched his teeth and held his head, not daring to make a sound … Blood flowed through the gaps between his fingers!
The onlookers were furious but did not dare to say anything. Some mothers even covered their children's eyes to prevent them from seeing this bloody scene.
The City Defense Squad's brutality was still ongoing!
"Old woman, who allowed you to set up your stall here?!"
Several burly men walked up to an old woman's stall.
"The former City Lord gave us special permission …"
The old woman had an eye disease and could not see clearly. When she spoke, her pupils would be dilated.
She had no children and relied on collecting straw to make a fire for cooking. As she was alone, the straw she collected was enough for her to make a fire. So, she tied the rest into straw hats and sold them on the street.
Setting up a stall in the busy streets required a business permit and a rental fee … When the former City Lord of Mirage City learned of the situation, he gave special permission to set aside a small space in the rental area for the old woman to set up her stall.
"The former City Lord? That guy who didn't even leave his name and wears a mask when he goes out … "the burly man said sarcastically," Listen up, Mirage City is now Sasuke-sama's sky! "
In the lonely night, the old lady's yellow and bloodshot eyes were so dry that they hurt, but she couldn't even shed a tear.
It was unknown how many times his wrinkled hands had been pierced by the thorns of the stalks before he managed to make a straw hat that was sturdy and durable. Each straw hat sold for only three taels of silver!
At this moment, they could only watch helplessly as they were crushed one by one!
"Alas, what sin have we committed …!" The old woman heaved a long sigh.
On the watermelon beach, the black-clothed man picked up a big ripe watermelon and threw it to the ground!
The old woman selling melons sat on the ground and begged, "I beg you, you can hit me … but don't break these watermelons. My child is sick at home, and I rely on the money from selling these melons to see a doctor!"
The big man sneered, "Sick? Great! One is an old man, and the other is a sickly man. Both of them are the 'dregs' for the construction of City Master's ideal city! "
As he spoke, the thug raised his iron rod and was about to smash the melon on the ground in front of him!
The woman gritted her teeth and hugged the watermelon tightly!
"Oh my! You don't even want your life, do you? I'll fulfill your wish! "
The thug's eyes turned vicious as he smashed the iron rod at the back of the woman's head!
Just at this moment, a large and powerful hand grabbed the falling iron rod!
"Enough is enough!" The owner of the large hand, an ordinary Dark Ninja who lived in Mirage City, said indignantly.
"If you know what's good for you, give me …" The thug raised his eyes and saw the ninja's forehead protector on the forehead of the person in front of him. He quickly stopped himself from cursing.
In the Ninja Country, ninjas were nobles and had a transcendent status!
Of course, Feather was not a tyrant. He had already made restrictions that ninjas could not bully civilians at will … except for lawless civilians!
The violent thug was not a ninja but a civilian hired by money. However, when he remembered that the City Master was behind him, he became firm and said, "My Lord … we are under the orders of the current City Master to punish the unruly civilians who disobeyed the new policies. It's not right for you to obstruct law enforcement like this!"
The ninja looked at the mess, the helpless woman, and the sighing civilians around him and angrily rebuked, "New policies? What kind of new policies are these? This is clearly tyranny! You guys usually have nothing to do, but after tasting the benefits, you become accomplices of the evildoer. How despicable! "
As he said that, he pushed the thug to the ground …
"Rebellion! We are representing the City Master! "
The thugs in black all raised their iron rods and rushed forward.
In the crowd, the ninjas who were wearing the Dark Protector stood out one after another!
They were all Dark Ninjas who were born and raised here! They had been studying in the Dark Hidden Village and received orthodox education. Their strength might not be outstanding, but they were definitely upright people!
How could these thugs be a match for them? They were beaten to the ground in a single exchange.
The leader of the Dark Ninjas clapped his hands and said, "Go back and tell the City Master that what he did was wrong! This goes against the will of the Feather Emperor and will even smear the Feather Emperor's reputation. We, the Dark Ninjas who grew up under the protection of the Feather Emperor, will not cooperate with him nor will we indulge him. I hope that he will stop being so stubborn … "
The thug with a swollen nose shouted, "If you have the guts, tell us your name!"
That Dark Shadow said in a powerful and resonating voice, "Walking without changing name, sitting without changing surname, Dark Hidden Ninja Country, mortal rank first-class ninja 'Moonlight Sacred Market'!"
"Moonlight Sacred Market, right? Remember it! "
The members of the defense team supported each other and limped away.
"Old lady, are you okay …" Moonlight Sacred Market leaned over and helped the woman up.
"I'm fine, just …" The woman looked at the broken melons on the ground, and her heart was bleeding.
Moonlight Sacred Market reached into his pocket and took out a stack of money and put it in the woman's hand, "Take this money to treat your child first …"
"This, this …" The woman choked and picked up the melons that she sacrificed herself to protect and gave them to Moonlight Sacred Market. The latter couldn't refuse, so he took the melons.
This scene also made the tense faces of the onlookers relaxed, and they clapped their hands and cheered.
But that night, on the way home, Moonlight Sacred Market suddenly received a heavy blow to the back of his neck and fainted on the ground. When he woke up, he found that he was tied up with iron chains and surrounded by his fellow ninjas who stopped the defense team's atrocities during the day!
Those thugs in black were standing on both sides of the road, gloating over his misfortune!
The young man sitting on the throne coldly stared at him with his Sharingan, "It's you, isn't it? You took the lead in obstructing this City Master from implementing the new policies, and you even dared to use the Dark Shadow to suppress me!"
Moonlight Sacred Market said, "Master, what you have done is wrong!"
Sasuke coldly said, "Whether it is wrong or not, it is not up to a 'nobody' like you to decide! Take him down and whip him in public at noon tomorrow. Show those bastards who are the real God in Mirage City! "
"Yes! Sasuke-sama! "
The thugs in black responded respectfully and stepped forward with hideous smiles.
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