When the ninja saw that someone had actually come, his groping hands paused, and he let go somewhat nervously.
He glanced at the two members of the Konoha Military Police Force, his eyes darting.
He reached into his clothes, took out several banknotes, and slipped them into their hands, plastering a smile across his face:
"Brothers, do me a favor."
The two police officers glanced down at the denominations, and their eyes immediately lit up.
They deftly tucked the banknotes into their clothes, patted the ninja on the shoulder, and said with a smile:
"Brother, carry on, carry on!"
With that, one of them turned around, the smile on his face instantly replaced by a look of righteousness.
He pointed at the shopkeeper and snapped:
"You're talking nonsense! Your shop is clearly ripping people off! You saw that our ninja brother was honest and tried to overcharge him!"
The other police officer immediately stepped forward and seized the shopkeeper's shoulder:
"I'm warning you, don't you bully our ninja brothers like this again!"
The shopkeeper froze.
He stared blankly at those two faces, then at the banknotes tucked inside their clothes.
Then he looked at the ninja, who had resumed groping Xiaozhi with a smug, lecherous grin on his face.
"You... how could you do this!"
Even his voice was trembling, an old man's tears trickling down the wrinkles on his face:
"Even when the evil Uchiha were in charge, they never shielded ninjas! They always..."
Smack!
A vicious slap struck him across the face.
The police officer chuckled, leaned close to his ear, and lowered his voice:
"As you said, that was when the Uchiha were in charge."
He paused, then continued:
"Now, this is Lord Danzo's era!"
"What? Got a problem with that?"
The shopkeeper clutched his face, trembling