"Gate of Opening!"
Bang bang bang!
Startled, the burly men inside, who clearly did not look like good people, exchanged glances. They swiftly picked up their weapons, pulled back the bolts, and switched off the safeties.
The assortment of rifles and artillery had come from the underground black market.
Wherever people gathered, there would naturally be an underworld. As long as there was money to be made, someone would manufacture and sell such things.
Many craftsmen from the Land of Iron, along with former personnel from the Land of Lightning, took part in every step of the process, forming a secretive and enormous underground black market.
Every time it was swept clean, it would always rise again from the ashes. It could never be completely eradicated.
Once the Gold Exchange was taken down, other people would naturally move in to fill the vacancy.
It was simply human nature. They would dare to do it again next time.
After repeated struggles with Konoha, the current situation gradually took shape.
These people were true desperadoes, making a living through life-threatening businesses. Their combat capabilities were also quite fierce.
"Xiao Liu, go see who it is," ordered a bald burly man.
This was not Konoha—or rather, it was within Konoha's territory, in the region that had formerly belonged to the Land of Lightning.
After its defeat and surrender, the Land of Lightning had been completely taken over by Konoha. Many organizations that had previously engaged in various activities found life increasingly difficult under Konoha's crackdown. As they gradually figured out Konoha's laws and social rules, many organizations developed their own ways to survive.
Some went legitimate, while others went underground.
Taking advantage of loopholes in the law, their crimes also became more sophisticated. They were no longer as blatant as before, when they