The Hand of God Creates the Strongest Hidden Mist Village

Chapter 32 Black Market

Yagura is definitely the one in charge of the Karatachi clan.

But since the clan wants to support him as the second-in-command, Gouju Cheng has no objection.

After having a big meal at the clan's residence, the old man went out to find ninjas for Makoto Karatachi. Makoto Karatachi also stole half a day of leisure and went to the security department to extend his leave, indicating that he wanted to continue carrying out the Third Hokage's mission.

The minister had obviously heard about the Blue Island incident, and couldn't help but glance at Makoto Koji a few more times. While approving the leave, he said, "I've always thought you were a talented person since I was a kid."

After leaving the guard post, Makoto Koji didn't rush home.

Instead, he put his hands in his pockets and strolled leisurely toward the other side of Kirigakure.

He first went to a newly opened glutinous rice ball shop on the commercial street, bought three skewers of glutinous rice balls, and slowly chewed on one skewer, the sweet taste making him squint his eyes slightly.

"Tsk, red bean paste filling is still the most classic."

While eating, they strolled towards the Hozuki clan's territory.

The Hozuki clan's settlement is located near the edge of the village, close to a large lake.

Two Hozuki clan members were on duty at the entrance of the clan's territory. When they saw Makoto Karatachi approaching, especially recognizing his distinctive purple eyes and the new Jonin vest he was wearing, their attitude immediately became respectful.

"Captain Cheng, are you here to see Young Master Manyue?"

"Yes, Man Yue is at home."

"Yes, yes, Young Master Manyue is training in the backyard. Shall I take you there?"

"Excuse me."

Gouju waved his hand and walked straight inside.

He was indeed familiar with the Hozuki clan, having visited them several times as a child with Teruhiko Kariju.

Led by attendants, we passed through several corridors, and a spacious open-air training ground came into view.

Inside the training ground, Hozuki Mangetsu was practicing high-speed thrusting and slashing strikes against several specially made wooden stakes, wielding the White Fang short sword.

His movements were swift and fierce, the blade flashing like mercury spilling onto the ground. The white fang dagger seemed to come alive in his hands, emitting a faint whistling sound as it cut through the air.

Water Release chakra sometimes attaches to the blade to increase cutting power, and sometimes transforms into fine water mist to interfere with the vision of the imaginary enemy, combining the water release and swordsmanship of the Hozuki clan quite exquisitely!

"Not bad, not bad, Da Lang, it's only been a few days and you've already polished the White Fang Short Sword to a patina."

Gouju Cheng leaned against a pillar at the entrance of the training ground, watched for a long time, and then slowly clapped.

Upon hearing the sound, Deng Manyue sheathed his sword, turned around, and saw that it was Makoto Gojibana. Shark Tooth grinned.

"Captain, why didn't you say anything when you arrived?"

"I saw you were practicing so diligently that I didn't want to disturb you."

Gouju Cheng walked over and casually tossed the remaining two strings of meatballs over.

"I brought this for you, to tide you over."

Hozuki Mangetsu took it without ceremony, took a bite, and mumbled, "Captain, I heard you've taken on a new mission?"

The news spread very quickly.

Makoto Goji nods: "Yeah, it's a good job given by the third generation old man, to go deep into the heart of the Land of Fire and be a troublemaker."

Hozuki Mangetsu's eyes immediately ignited with fighting spirit.

"Captain, take me with you!"

"Of course I'd take you, who else would I take?"

Gouju rolled her eyes at him. "You're my top henchman and scapegoat... my right-hand man! You're the first person I thought of. The old man must have already spoken to your family. You're guaranteed a place in their lives."

"Great!" Hozuki Mangetsu excitedly pumped his fist. "When do we set off? What do we need to prepare? I feel my swordsmanship has improved a lot these past two days!"

"What's the rush?"

Gouju Cheng interrupted him, looked around, and lowered his voice, "Before we set off, let's take care of our personal matters."

"Personal matters?"

Hozuki Mangetsu was taken aback.

"Don't mess with me, you have my batch of goods."

Gouju Cheng's eyes darkened: "While the old man goes to find me other team members, let's go and deal with this and get something more substantial."

Hozuki Mangetsu suddenly realized the truth.

The supplies that Gouju Cheng obtained from Water Blue Island through back-and-forth transactions amounted to a considerable sum of money.

After returning to the village, Makoto Kariju was in a hurry to report to the Mizukage, so these things were temporarily stored with him.

"Captain, what do you plan to do with it? Should we let the tribe take it back?"

Hozuki Mangetsu lowered his voice. Although he was devoted to swordsmanship, as a member of a large family, he was no stranger to these shady practices.

"How much money can you get from recycling? I have my own channels."

"Exclusive channel?"

Hozuki Mangetsu's eyes lit up, his shark teeth gleaming with curiosity.

Gouju Cheng chuckled and patted him on the shoulder: "Just come along, I guarantee I'll show you what it means to make a fortune quietly."

The two of them got right to work.

Hozuki Mangetsu immediately went to the storeroom and took out the storage scrolls that contained a large amount of scarce resources such as building materials, ninja tools, and medicinal herbs.

These are all war supplies. Now that we are at war, these are all real hard currency!

With Hozuki Mangetsu by his side, Makoto Kariju led them through several winding alleys before finally arriving at an old building area near the cliff edge of Kirigakure.

The houses here are low and dilapidated, and the air is filled with the smell of the sea and a faint musty odor, which is completely different from the center of the village.

There were few pedestrians, and occasionally a few figures who didn't look like good people would hurry by, casting scrutinizing glances at Makoto and Mangetsu.

"Captain, where is this...?"

"Just follow along."

Gouju Cheng gestured for him to be quiet, and walked familiarly to a two-story wooden building with a tattered sign that read "Fishing Gear Repair." He then knocked on the door three times long and two times short in a secret signal.

A moment later, the wooden door creaked open a crack, and a pair of cloudy eyes peered at them through the crack. Especially after seeing Makoto Goji's signature purple eyes, the door was immediately pulled open.

A short, dark-skinned, wrinkled old man stood hunched over inside the door, a businessman's smile plastered on his face.

"Oh, Young Master Cheng, it's been a while since you've been here. And who is this?"

"My brother, the Hozuki family."

Makoto Goji strode in boldly, followed closely by Mangetsu Hozuki.

The room was dimly lit and piled with various fishing nets and broken oars, making it look like a fishing tackle repair shop.

But the old man led them through the front hall, pushed open a hidden door, and there was a completely different world behind it!

Under the dim light, there was a basement room of about 20 square meters, but the interior was unusually clean and tidy.

Several rows of shelves were neatly stacked with various items, ranging from high-quality ninja tools, explosive tags, and soldier pills to tightly packaged medicinal herbs, rare minerals, and even a few pieces of antique jewelry that looked quite valuable.

In addition, there are several hidden doors located around the perimeter.

Several figures came and went in a hurry, trying to conceal themselves. When they saw Gouju Cheng appear so openly, they only glanced at him in surprise and did not stop at all.

This is clearly a secret black market trading point!