Naruto: The villain template of me is regarded as the savior.

Kaka! Kaka!

When Konan and Yahiko were horrified and stunned by the scene before 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 wantonly 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 corpses, looked at the city gate in unison, with a little hope in their eyes, and began to gather in the direction of the city gate.

"The city gate is open!"

Yahiko's face showed a hint of joy again, and he couldn't help but take steps to run away.

But suddenly someone grabbed him by the collar, and the force was so strong that he vomited.

"Ahem! What are you doing..." Yahiko turned to look at the culprit in frustration.

But before he could finish his words, a black shadow suddenly appeared, blocking the bridge that he must pass to enter the city.

On his head was a bamboo hat to protect him from the rain, on his body he wore night clothes, and on his forehead he wore a forehead protector with four vertical lines that looked like rain.

he is……

Ninjas from Hidden Rain Village!

In an instant, the refugees who had originally arrived stopped in their tracks. In addition to numbness and desire, there was also a look of unconcealable fear on their faces!

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

Soon, two rows of fully armed sword-wielding warriors walked out, their fine armors making a metallic clang sound.

Seemingly fearing that refugees might force their way into the city gates, the warriors silently stood guard on the bridge and even placed horses on the bridge.

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

Amid the unanimous warnings from the warriors, the terrified refugees retreated subconsciously.

at this time.

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

After a brief silence, he received a sparse response, which made the Amegakure ninja frown slightly.

"Who turned you into this? Who made you homeless?"

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

"But what did they get in exchange for their humbleness?!"

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

"In the First Ninja War, all the small countries were destroyed by the five major countries, leaving us alone to act as a buffer zone for the war!"

"In the upcoming Second Ninja War, our country has once again become a battlefield for great powers! Everything we have is gradually being taken away by those great powers!"

"As long as the incompetent leader of Yuyin Village is still there, this country will keep crying! We need real heroes to lead us against those big countries and use absolute power to bring us peace!"

"And that hero is our Lord Hanzo! Lord Sansho Hanzo!"

The Amegakure ninja looked at everyone and said loudly: "Master Hanzo said that he is willing to use his own food to help everyone, and at the same time, we hope that people with lofty ideals can join us!!"

And with the passionate words of the Amegakure ninja, the refugees' eyes gained a glimmer of light.

Especially after seeing the group of warriors setting up awnings and carrying out basket after basket of bread and placing them there, the refugees became noisy.

"Hanzo-sama!"

The crowd began to shout, and then gradually turned into a unanimous voice!

"Hanzo-sama! Hanzo-sama!"

The rain dripped down the edge of the umbrella like broken pearls. Watching the scene gradually evolving into a frenzy, a playful smile appeared on Yunchuan's lips.

"It's really boring."

Yunchuan glanced to the side and said to himself: "However, I guess there is someone behind the scenes who is helping Hanzo with his ideas. For some passionate people, it can be unexpectedly useful."

I saw Yahiko looking straight at the scene in front of the city gate, his eyes full of eagerness to move.

The Amegakure ninja kept saying similar things, mainly about how incompetent the current leader of Amegakure Village was, how evil and abominable the five major nations that provoked the war were, and how powerful, benevolent, and heroic Hanzo-sama was.

It wasn't until half of the bread was gone that he stopped talking and shouted loudly: "This is the end of today's relief!"

"Master Hanzo is raising money to gather people with lofty ideals. He 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, there was a loud cry.

"Ninja-sama! Can't women be allowed? I can do anything!"

"Sir! Don't leave, our children are going to starve to death. Please give us a piece of bread!"

Seeing the refugees coming up to him crying, the Amegakure ninja's eyes narrowed slightly, and his smiling face turned cold.

joke.

There are thousands of refugees gathered here. Even the capital of the Kingdom of Rain cannot afford to support so many refugees. It is good to just help a hundred people every day.

After all, they are just a bunch of cannon fodder.

Therefore, when he saw someone reaching out to him, the eyes of the Amegakure ninja suddenly turned cold.

"what!!"

He kicked the refugee on the crook of the leg, with a merciless and huge kick, which instantly knocked the refugee's left leg to an ugly angle, causing him to lose his balance and fall to the ground with a cry of pain.

"Don't push yourself too far, bastard. Thank you Hanzo-sama, otherwise I will kill you!" Looking down at the man who was covering his legs and wailing, the Amegakure ninja smiled coldly, and then he looked up at the other refugees.

In an instant, the hungry people recalled the fear of ninjas.

"listen!"

One of the warriors suddenly walked out and shouted in a solemn tone: "His Majesty the Daimyo accepts maids, those over twelve years old and under sixteen years old, those with good looks are given priority, and their families can get five loaves of bread!"

Hearing this, the shocked crowd became noisy again.

A skinny girl soon walked out among the refugees. She also pulled a five or six-year-old boy and asked in a low voice: "Samurai-sama, I am willing to serve His Highness the Daimyo, but I want to exchange ten... no, seven loaves of bread."

"Seven?"

The warrior asked angrily, then threw the five loaves of bread at the girl's feet and said coldly: "A deal is a deal, no matter who it is, it's only worth five loaves of bread."

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

Before she could finish her words, a man suddenly rushed out, snatched two pieces of bread from her hands, dragged her to the ground with great force, and pushed her way 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, someone from the crowd stretched out a foot and tripped her down as she had just climbed up.

"Hahahaha!"

Seeing this scene, a burst of malicious and jealous laughter burst out from the crowd.

They are now the lowest beings, and under the pressure of war and death, their personalities have gradually become distorted.

In this regard, the group of samurai and Amegakure ninjas just watched with cold eyes.

It was enough for them to make a deal and take away the girl. As for whether the other party could keep the bread...

Then it's none of their business.

"how so……"

From a distance, Yahiko witnessed all this. His chapped lips were slightly opened, and the red bloodshot eyes could be clearly seen. A hoarse and low murmur came from his mouth.

He couldn't believe what he saw!

He and Xiao Nan had the last hope of survival and had to pick up trash to get here.

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

Why, why did the capital become like this?

"Because this is a real world."

As if aware of Yahiko's doubts, Kumokawa sighed and said softly: "And reality will never be 'beautiful'."

After saying that, he raised his eyes slightly.

Unknowingly, several figures had gathered around him, staring intently at the package behind him, their pale and thin faces full of ugly greed.