The fire was not stupid, after taking them to serve people, lifting them up, asking for warmth, and secretly stuffing thousands of dollars into their arms, patting their breasts to show that he had meat to eat and nibble and soup.

Where these bear children had seen this kind of routine, they were embarrassed at that time.

Moreover, they have been in the supply forces for many days, although they have earned a lot of money, but often the money has just come down and confiscated by their parents, the name is "for the custody", so at first glance to see so much money, suddenly the heart is full of anger, one by one around the fire excited called big brother.

Qiu Dao Dingbang pulled his face, at first a little unwilling, but the little brother around him had defected, and he twisted the meeting and the rebellion had passed, and the big brother shouted the loudest.

There is a sense of proportion under the fire, but at this time it is time to buy people's hearts, so they use therapy to heal them, kill chickens with a cow knife, these bear children will soon live and tigers.

“Brother, you can have medical ninja, so good!”

"I also want to learn medical ninthrow."

“Brother, you teach me sports, and I will fight ten!”

These bear children saw the means of sealing the fire and worshipped it more.

“Okay, what else should I do.”

With a wave of fire, the bear children suddenly went on to carry supplies.

The fire was in a bad mood.

These bear children are indeed bears, but in the end, they are still children, most of them are younger than him, but at this time, three people are required to pull the supplies to the front line.

If he encounters the fog in the middle, what will happen to him is still a little forced in his heart.

“This Nima!”

The depressing fire, he came here to protect Kai them, but now see these bear children, if you let him sit idly by...

Irritated.

The fire wanted to replace them, but he was alone.

By noon, the bear children were ready to go.

At this time, the fire saw several men and women dressed as civilians dressed up in tears and looked at this side.

These bear children have their children.

The fire is not good.

But in the wartime, there is no way, strong, old are on the battlefield, supply, can only please these bear children.

Move in the heart of the fire.

No, there are people in the village.

The dark part of the fire, the root of the band!

But then he shook his head.

As far as he knew, most of the elites in the dark had been sent to the battlefield of the rainy country to serve as captains, and the rest of the people had to protect the fire shadow.

As for the root, huh, that is simply the private arm of a person who is encircled, and unless he is surrounded and engpedled, he will not participate in the war.

With that character of the group, I wish that all the living forces in the village were maimed, and he was a good fisherman.

Damn, this guy is a worm!

The fire is big.

Back at the office, Nara Deer came to find it and had a task for him.

“Now in the three battlefields, the material is very tight, especially the basic materials such as the sword, and the village supply is not keeping up with the war.”

Nara deer hope that the fire can go to the black market to buy a number of bitter, hand sword, of course, if you can buy the detonator better!

In terms of money, there is naturally the financial support of the village.

There was no fire, I agreed.

In the afternoon, he left the village and came to a town a hundred miles away.

For the black market, the fire is not a good feeling, after all, his head is still hanging on the black market, of course, since the last snow country mission, he and the wave of water and other people killed a black market killer, his head task basically no one dared to take it.

The fire was masked and hooded, very cautious.

This is the first time he has come to the black market, and his eyes are on the left and right, and he finds that it is still very lively here, and the sales here are very wide.

Ninjas with bitterness, swords, chakra knives, detonators, civilian tea and rice oil and salt, and even slaves, animals, houses, there is no black market dare not buy and sell!

Buying murder is just one of those sales.

The fire is strange.

He went to a shop selling bitter, swords in his hand, the boss is a middle-class man, eyes are gloomy, look sombre, at a glance, you know that the world owes him money.

“Suffering, sword in hand, how to sell it!”The fire opens to the mountain.

The boss pointed to a wooden card next to it, which said the price.

The price is 20% more expensive than the village.

Shouldn’t the price of black market something be cheaper than the outside?

This isn’t a slaughter, is it?

The fire was suspicious, but he was wearing a mask, and the boss could not see it.

“Don’t buy it and get out of here!”The boss is a business owner.

“It is expensive!”The fire is simple and worried about what trouble it will cause.

“What’s cheap in times of war?”The boss's disdainful eyes up and down the fire, "can't afford to roll, don't hinder Laozi from doing business!"

Oh, this grandson!

The fire wanted to be blazing in his face - the screw pill.

But the matter is important.

The fire gritted his teeth and asked, “I want a lot, cheaper!”

The middle-age boss tilted at him: “How much?”

“How much do you want!”

He did not panic, now the village to create bitter, the speed of the sword in hand, has not kept up with the war consumption, if there is no other stable way to buy goods, the frontline ninjas will fight while recycling the earth's bitterness, the sword in hand, that painting is too beautiful, no one dare not imagine.

The middle-age boss smiled strangely and whispered, “Are you a ninja with wood leaves?”

The heart of the fire jumped, the mind turned, did not deny, hummed: "Ask you!"

“Of course it’s cheap, of course.”The middle-age boss squeezed his eye, "Need a detonator?"

This is big business!

“The explosion?How much?”The fire is a little hesitant.

“I can sell you as much as you want!”The boss has a straight face.

Laughter, a punctuation mark is not believed.

But then he moved in his heart.

I remember in the original book, Xiaonan in order to kill the soil, scattered the family to buy 600 billion detonators!

Not six thousand, but six hundred billion, enough to six hundred billion detonators!!

The number of such horrifying detonators, where did Xiaonan buy it?

The answer is, of course, the black market!

And this 600 billion detonator is not a small number, even if the black market can not be overnight can accumulate, must be accumulated for many years, that is to say, at this time of the black market, there must be a large number of detonators, there may not be 600 billion, but tens of billions of is definitely not a problem!

The heart of the fire trembled and sighed: Xiaonan is really rich.

600 billion detonators, Nima, the first rich woman in the world of tolerance is Xiaonan!

Too rich.

Then he converged his thoughts and said, “The more the more the better!”

He did not dare to say how much, because the price of the detonator is more than the cost, the sword in hand is much more expensive, people really take out tens of billions of detonators, he can not afford so much money ah.

Agree the price, agree on the time and place of delivery, and turn away from the fire.

But a tall, thin figure, was far away from him.