Kenjiro will never forget that night of thunder and rain, and the roar of thunder and lightning echoes in his ears.

The man holding a sickle and wearing a gas mask, stood high in front of him, looking down at their eyes.

Cold, disdainful, and ruthless.

There were about thirty people, but most of them died that night. Some died under the poisonous gas, and some people's heads were cut off and hung on the flagpole in front of the gate of the Rain Country City.

That battle made Kenjiro and his gang lose their courage and also gave birth to a strong hatred for Hanzo, but at the same time, they were deeply afraid of that man.

He was really like a god, standing in the air and looking down at them, and he would never forget his stern eyes in his life.

He wanted to avenge his brothers, but he couldn't do it. He would even tremble when he recalled the man's face.

The man named Hanzo defeated their courage and became their shadow in that battle.

That night, he swore that no matter who or what kind of man he was, as long as he could defeat Hanzo, kill Hanzo, and avenge his brothers, he would give his everything to thank the other party.

Wandering ninjas are also humans. Compared with those who are guaranteed in the ninja village, they are even more lonely and have no support. They survive in the wild and only those who can rely on themselves.

Occasionally, he seeks property by taking on some escort tasks from squire and tyrants, or plays a guest role as a robber to rob some weak guys.

Over time, everyone in the group was a brother. Kenjiro didn't know how other wandering ninja gangs got along, but he regarded everyone here as his family.

Perhaps, in the eyes of some people, they are demons who kill without blinking. But in his opinion, they are just for survival.

"That man defeated Hanzo, Kenjiro, what should we do?"

Soon, a ninja asked loudly, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

"What should I do? Do you still need to ask? Have you forgotten the promise you made that night?"

"The dead brothers are all watching us."

Kenjiro gritted his teeth and said.

"Really, do you really want to be the master of him?"

Someone murmured, with confusion and hesitation in his expression.

The promise made was true, but it was also something they could not accept for a moment that they suddenly lost their freedom and took on another man.

"There is nothing to hesitate to live in this world like a maggot, and I can no longer find the meaning of my survival!"

"If you can lose your life for someone or something, it may be a relief."

The rebel nun with the protection of the land of the land said in a deep voice.

Every wandering person has his own story, but living in this troubled world may not necessarily find the meaning of his own survival.

For them, relatives, countries, that is already a thing of the past.

The only thing you can lose on this body is this life that doesn’t weigh much even if you put it on the scale.

"The Dragon of Earth is right, there is nothing to hesitate about."

"Prior to him, and kill Hanzo as the condition!"

"I think there is nothing to hesitate to do. It is our promise to avenge the dead brothers."

"Don't forget, how we were driven out of the Rain Country."

Kenjiro said loudly, his eyes flashing with determination.

"Then let's decide!"

The Earth Dragon took off the rebel ninja guarding his forehead and gently stroked his thumb with his right hand, with memories in his expression.

I vaguely remember that I was still a genital ninja from the country of the land that year. I rushed to the battlefield at a young age, for the honor of the village and for the illusory beliefs.

But one day everything changed, and he became a rebellious man, living in confusion and numbness.

People live with faith, and perhaps life will become more meaningful. In this era, sometimes even having faith is a luxury.

Those who were hanging on the trees and those who were resting against the stones stood up straight. They were dressed in rags and their faces were even more covered with miserable mud, but at this moment, a light flashed in their eyes.

Seeing the expressions of everyone in front of him, Kenjiro smiled and said, "Then let's go!"

"A strong man who can defeat Hanzo is worthy of our followers!"

In the woods, amid the sound of branches and leaves shaking, eight figures disappeared in a blink of an eye.

At the same time, Ise, who was half lying in front of the wooden house, his eyes condensed and he stood up straight.

"This group of people moved? The target went straight to us."

He thought for a moment and waved immediately.

"Everyone stops practicing."

When the eight disciples heard this, they stopped immediately and soon came to him.

"The group of wandering ninjas I met a few days ago are coming to us."

Ise said lightly.

He stretched and sat up.

"Is that so? Teacher!"

Yi Xi threw down the trees in her arms, landed on the ground with a bang, and then touched her fists, looking forward to it.

Seeing this guy having a good meal and drinking recently and looking stronger, Ise nodded secretly.

"Be alert, maybe you will fight, maybe!"

Ise nodded and said again.

"You have encountered many Wandering Ninja words, so just treat it as another trial."

The eight teenagers now look a little immature, but they are not lacking in practical experience.

As soon as the words fell, the figures of the eight people disappeared in front of him.

After glanced around, Ise smiled slightly, and had already seen the positions of the eight apprentices clearly.

"Everyone is very smart!"

But for a moment, the woods ahead trembled, and in a blink of an eye, eight figures appeared in front of Ise.

Seeing Ise sitting cross-legged in front of the wooden house, Kenjiro's body shook and he knelt on one knee almost without hesitation.

"In Shimo Kenjiro, who is also the leader of the eight of us, please pay homage to Lord Ise."

Ise smiled, but secretly warned in her heart: "Oh? Do you know me?"

"We have heard of the news that the adults defeated Hanzo, and we are extremely impressed by the adults' strength."

Kenjiro didn't raise his head, expressing his humility. Behind him, the seven people were kneeling on one knee and saying nothing.

"What are you doing here? Not just to visit me, right?"

Ise smiled faintly.

He never expected that he would defeat Hanzo and be famous among Wandering Ninjas.

"The victory over Hanzo also means having the strength to avenge our eight brothers."

"I, Kenjiro, swore here that if the adults are willing to kill Hanzo, my eight brothers will be the main ones."

"In the future, if the master says something, we will not dare to refuse. The lives of the eight people will be given to the master!"

"If we violate this oath, we will die without a place to bury."

Kenjiro said such a heavy promise solemnly, which also made the smile on Ise's face frozen.

"Kill Hanzo, do you take me as your chief?"

He asked incrediblely, this group of people came to worship the wharf and recognized him as the boss.

"yes!"

Kenjirodao.

Ise grinned, glanced at the wallet in his hand, and said decisively.
Chapter completed!