Konoha's Master of Illusion

Chapter 157
In the famous entertainment street of Damingfu in the Kingdom of Sichuan, someone is making trouble.

As the capital of a country that is trying its best to develop tourism, Damingfu not only has hot spring bathhouses as its signature facade, but of course there are also various facilities that deal with pornography, gambling and even drugs.In addition to the rich people who come here to spend money, there are also people who are unable to afford the expenses, but want to make a fortune by stealing, spending money, etc. and enjoy a luxurious life.

There are neither too many nor too few such people, and there are always a few of them every day.

The streets here are full of people, and there are many big fish hiding huge sums of money in their arms or carrying valuables, so thefts naturally occur frequently.

If you are very confident in your skills at hand, you might as well try your luck in a crowded gambling room and bet on the fact that the dealer at the table is not good at learning and the security measures are not in place.

But the probability of winning is indeed too small.

Today's annoyance is not the two mentioned above, but no matter whether someone is caught stealing and will be sent to the government, or someone is caught cheating and his hands will be chopped off, it will always attract a lot of attention.

In front of the gate of the theater hung with neon lights, a tall white-haired man looked drunk. He was stumbling but still focused on the beautiful figure about to leave at the door, shouting:
"Well, you were so affectionate towards me just now, how come you suddenly..."

As he spoke, he rushed back.

The two men in black who were guarding the door were originally hidden in the light and couldn't see clearly. At this time, they took a step forward in tacit understanding and stretched out their hands to stop the man.

The woman in cool clothes didn't leave for the time being when she heard the sound. She turned her head and revealed her fair and beautiful face and scolded with a bit of disgust:

"Poor! Why don't you look at this place? I thought you were also a rich man, carrying such a big scroll, but I just looked through it for a long time and didn't see a single note!"

"My old lady spends at least tens of thousands of dollars a night here, and you have to think carefully if you want to come here for free!"

Pedestrians passing by stood and stared at this scene, laughing and laughing. They were used to seeing people who were bold enough to steal and get caught, but it was rare to see people who wanted to spend money at a kabuki okiya for free.

Even in hotels and pubs, there are more people eating Bawang meals than this.

But Jiraiya was still confused at this time. He had been sleeping rough on the way to pursue clues and finally got here. When he saw the gold-selling nest where he could draw materials, he was overjoyed.
When I walked in, the voice in my ears changed from "Uncle is here to play" to "What flavor does this elder like, so that I can choose easily?" to "I can't tell! The uncle is playing so fancy!" , in short, it felt like a home away from home. The sounds of warblings and swallows and the sight of white flowers made Jiraiya deeply impressed by the exquisite service industry of the country of Sichuan.

As a result, the flower wine was a little drunk, and the beauty next to him suddenly fell out.
I have no money?How is that possible!

Although I, Jiraiya, am a little too carefree, and it is indeed a little difficult for me to walk when I see a beautiful woman, I would never have the idea of ​​having sex for free!Besides, can I still lack this little money?Intimate Paradise, marketing to various countries in the ninja world, and even plans to make movies are about to be implemented. The royalties can be eaten until old age, making those who write things that no one will read will be envious and jealous. How can we lack such a small amount of money to source materials? ?
He angrily put his hands into his clothes, trying to take off the wallet hanging from his waist and throw it in the faces of the two thugs who were blocking the way.

Although it cost Naruto money to find an escort last time, in fact, Naruto's little money was not enough to pay the young lady he drank and chatted with. Jiraiya himself always had enough money with him to spend.

"You wait, I am the Toad Fairy of Mt. Miaomu."

I wanted to throw out my money bag and let these hateful guys welcome me in again. As long as I have enough money, these people who only think about money will change their faces faster than flipping through a book.

After just groping for a long time, Jiraiya was stunned for a moment and realized that his wallet was really gone.

His brain, which was slightly paralyzed by the influence of alcohol, suddenly became clear. At this time, he recalled that when the beauty next to him was making him drink with gentle words, her hands had indeed been all over his body, and he was afraid that he had temporarily removed the hand that had been thrown aside. The scroll has also been left intact, if indeed the money bag is still with him.
He won't be kicked out, generally speaking, if this store is not a black store.

But this will.
After all, Jiraiya was one of the strongest ninjas in the world. He was very sure that his wallet was not stolen in the store just now, but was stolen by others before that.

The question is, who has this ability?
After a brief moment of confusion, more than a dozen onlookers were already standing around, looking at Jiraiya with eager expectant eyes, as if hoping that this white prostitute who was obviously dressed as a ninja would make a big fuss here.

Watching the excitement is always one of people's favorite entertainment activities. It is equal to gossip and has many things in common.

Everyone was thinking that the guy who tried to have sex for free in Fengyue Place must be a lustful ghost, and he must have lost all his sense when his good deeds were ruined.Since a place like the Daming Mansion in the Kingdom of Kawa can open such a large brothel, the boss behind the place must be willing to spend money to hire a few ninjas as thugs.

Isn't this a good show?

For people in such a place, ninjas are not unattainable and difficult to look at. In addition to the five major ninja countries and a few powerful ninja villages, there are many more small ninja villages, and there are many more. The wandering ninjas themselves are just better at fighting than ordinary people.

And being able to see ninjas fighting each other is quite a talking point, and it's not a common sight.

The two men in black who were blocking Jiraiya were feeling a bit nervous. They stared at the white-haired man whose expression suddenly changed from dazed to sober. They were thinking about whether to turn around and call the homeless ninja hired by the boss to support the situation.

If this guy wants to cause trouble, and he is really a ninja, the two of them are not enough for this guy to pinch with one hand.

Soon, Jiraiya let the two men breathe a sigh of relief.

Of course, the onlookers were disappointed. He suddenly pretended to have lost his memory and patted the clothes around his waist a few times with his hands, and straightened the crooked word "oil" on his forehead to protect his forehead:

"Oh, I really forgot to take the money, so I won't bother you."

"Tch! You're so brave and want to fish in troubled waters and have sex for nothing!" "That's right, you're just wasting my time, thinking you could watch a show!" "Forget it, hurry up, there's nothing interesting about it if you can't fight!"

There was booing all around.

But who is Master Jiraiya?The people around him booed him lightly, but it could not penetrate his thick skin like a city wall. He looked calm and said without any embarrassment on his face:
"What, I was in a hurry when I came out, and I forgot to take away the scroll."

There was a sound of breaking through the air, and the huge scroll that Jiraiya carried behind his back was thrown out. It was obvious that the person who did it was a ninja. The weight of this scroll was at least half a hundred. If it was thrown out of the door from a long distance, it would be a non-ninja. Or a warrior cannot do it.

Even if you are a samurai, you have to use chakra to increase your strength.

Jiraiya stretched out his hand to take it. The power of the flying scroll was enough to break an adult's bones and muscles. When it fell on his hand, the person did not move at all, and was slung on his shoulder.

This scene confirmed Jiraiya's identity as a ninja, and the enthusiastic crowd immediately dispersed.

Carrying the scroll on his back, Jiraiya was thinking about how to find his wallet, but when he turned his head, he was stunned and saw an unexpected figure.

(End of this chapter)