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"…"

After Uchiha Moonka left, Xiao Tian turned around and looked in the direction Terumi Mei left.

Terumi Mei was still young, and even if she could use the power of three tails, she would still be in danger of going berserk.

And Uchiha Moonka had just started his Mangikyo Shialingan, which just so happened to make him the target of training.

The two could just be restricting each other and helping each other.

"As long as Konoha follows my plan, it won't be long before that Konoha Village, which had once been able to make all of the people in the entire Ninja Realm tremble with a single stomp, will return once more."

That day would definitely come!

"..."

Ta ta ta ta.

At the same time Xiao Tian thought that, at the Underground Black Market in the Water Country.

The ones who had just completed their mission shot a glance at the middle-aged man in charge of receiving the guests, and very casually threw the head that was wrapped in a cloth bag over, spitting out two words without a care.

"Check the goods."

Hearing these words, the middle-aged man merely nodded his head and opened the cloth bag.

The thick smell of blood spread in the air.

However, it was obvious that the middle-aged man had already gotten used to it. After confirming that there was nothing wrong with the head, he took out a sack of money from the cabinet behind him.

"Your revenge."

"…"

After that, his eyes landed on the wall behind the middle-aged man, which was covered with bounty slips.

Not long after, a slight frown appeared on his forehead.

The only things left on the wall were some small shrimps. He was not interested in them at all.

"Hey old guy, do you have a bounty that's better?" These are all too low class. "

"You want a high grade one? "How advanced is it?"

Bang!

Hearing the middle-aged man's words, Jiao Bianyi slapped the table in front of him and yelled out.

"Aren't you talking nonsense? Of course the higher the better! "

"As you wish."

The middle-aged man seemed to understand his character very well. He quickly grabbed a dozen or so high level bounty orders from the drawer and handed them over to him.

After all, the person in front of them was a regular customer of their underground black market.

The Undead have their horns full, and they have a great reputation.

"Haha, old fellow, you are finally willing to take out good stuff."

When he saw the numbers on the bounty slips, he was in a much better mood.0

Only a bounty of this level could qualify him to take action.

However, when he flipped through the pages one by one, his eyes suddenly widened.

"Three zeroes, four zeroes, five zeroes …" Nine zeros? "Damn it, old fellow, is there any problem with your bounty?"

"This guy's head is actually worth a billion!"

"You've received so many bounty orders. Do you still not know if the one in your hand is real or fake?"

"But this …"

There was no denying the middle-aged man's words.

As a regular customer of the black market and a famous bounty hunter, he could naturally see that the bounty in his hand was real.

However, who in the world was the rich fool that was willing to pay a billion for someone's head?

Who cares? As long as the money was in place, everything was fine!

Thinking of this, Jiao Biao shifted his gaze to the bottom of the bounty.

"Let me see, this guy's name is …"

"Konoha, Xiao Tian?"

"Who is this?" "Why have I never heard of anyone controlling him? He looks so fragile."

"Old man, I will accept this mission!"

After hearing the incomparably confident shout from Jin Du, the middle-aged man merely nodded his head and kept the rest of the bounty tokens.

As for his reaction, Jiao Bianyi was already used to it. He grabbed the bounty and the sack before turning around and leaving.

"One billion, one billion. My one billion, I'll bring you home right away!" "Hahaha …"

Just as Jiao Biao excitedly grabbed Zhang Xuan's bounty token and left, a person suddenly appeared behind the middle-aged man.

"Who accepted the mission?"

"Not dead, Hornwood."

"The Capital? "Hur Hur Hur, that's fine."

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