Cyber Daming

Under the cover of night, two motorcades were speeding toward the brightly lit Edo Castle from different directions.

Drive abreast where roads converge and slow down slowly.

Okayama City Baihu Jiaomujiao pushed open the car door and walked quickly towards a car parked a little further away, with obvious uneasiness and anxiety in his gloomy face.

"Shikaha, what happened? Why is King Mei so anxious for us to come to Edo?"

Unlike his panic, Shikaha, a hundred households in Matsue City who got off the car immediately, seemed quite calm.

He put his arm around Jiao Mujiao's shoulders, half dragging and half dragging him to a place far away from the two subordinates. Then he frowned and said, "Are you crazy? I'm afraid that the people below don't know that our actions were punished. Whose order?"

"I just told them that there was an emergency in Edo City, and they didn't know anything else."

Lu Yu's reprimand-like tone made Jiaomu Jiao feel very unhappy. He shook his shoulders and said in a deep voice: "According to Jin Yiwei's rules, Prince Ming has no right to mobilize us, and this time he has to bypass Qianhu. The order issued by the authorities. If Qian Fengting's people discover that we have left the jurisdiction without permission, disaster will be imminent!"

"If you know the danger, why do you still come?"

Lu Yu's disdainful words made the expression on Jiaomu Jiao's face suddenly freeze, but before he could get angry, Lu Yu seemed to change his face and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, now that you are all here, you still have to think about these things." What's the point? Calm down, Prince Ming certainly has his reasons for doing this, and it will definitely not harm you or me."

"What principle is worth the head of my horned wood dragon?"

Jiaomu Jiao suppressed the anger in his heart and suddenly snorted coldly, staring at Lu Yu coldly: "You are so calm, do you already know something?"

"I haven't taken refuge with Prince Ming as long as you. Even you don't know about it. How could I possibly know?"

Lu Yu smiled and said: "But I advise you not to inquire. You can follow Prince Ming's orders with peace of mind and you won't suffer any loss."

"If you don't tell the truth, my people will never enter the city."

Jiao Mujiao didn't believe the other party's words at all, his tone was very strong, and he turned around resolutely.

"Wait a moment."

Jiaomu Jiao paused and turned around to look at Lu Yu: "Is there anything else?"

"Jiao Mujiao, you really have a hot temper. King Ming didn't tell you for your own good, but you ended up mistaking your good intentions for nothing. Do you know how I felt when I found out the truth? I'd rather be deaf! You understand?"

Lu Yu had a wry smile on his face. As he walked towards Jiaomu Jiao, he took out a cigarette case from his sleeve, shook out a cigarette and handed it over.

"You know the news about what happened to Ye Lao, right?"

"I know a little bit, but what does this have to do with our current affairs?"

Jiaomu Jiao stretched out his hand to take the cigarette and held it in the corner of his mouth.

"He and the Li family of Shiga Castle couldn't agree on a trivial matter, so he was beheaded by the Li family in the house. He died in a miserable way. Prince Mei asked us to come to Edo this time. In fact, he realized that There are also some changes in the Liu family, so be prepared to strike first."

King Ming wants to kill Liu Dian? !

Jiaomujiao's heart trembled.

A flame slowly approached, illuminating the frightened expression on his face.

"Prince Ming said that as long as Liu Dian is eliminated, he will naturally arrange a way out for us, and the conditions will definitely not be lower than those offered by those clans. You should know the background of Prince Ming. Isn't it better to follow him than to work for those clans?"

The shocked Jiaomu Jiao almost subconsciously took a breath of cold air, and a little green smoke came out of the burning cigarette butt.

Behind King Ming is Foxu Hanshan Temple, which Jiaomujiao has known for a long time.

This kind of background is unique among the Japanese Jinyiwei, who are almost all "exiled" personnel. That's why when Su Ce was the boss, he moved closer to King Ming without hesitation and was willing to be driven by him.

However, it is impossible for Liu Dian not to know about this kind of thing that almost everyone knows. With the behavior of these wealthy disciples, even if King Ming is unwilling to cooperate with him, the two sides should not be so tense that they need to put the other party to death?

While thinking, Jiaomu Jiao suddenly glanced at the group of Songjiang City Jinyi guards standing beside the carriage, and his eyes suddenly fell on their fully armed bodies.

No, that bastard Shikaha is lying to me!

"Shikaha you"

As soon as the words came out, a quick and cold light flashed in Jiaomu Jiao's sight.

Phew!

Half of the blade penetrated his jaw.

"You really think no one saw through your trick of sitting on the fence?"

Lu Yu gently twisted the handle of the knife, and the viscous liquid flowed down the handle into his sleeve. He grasped Jiaomu Jiao's collar with his left hand to prevent his twitching body from falling down.

"Giggle.."

Jiaomu Jiao's eyes were red, staring at the bright golden light jumping out from the depths of Lu Yu's pupils.

"Lord Ming Wang has always known that you were profiting from both sides of him and Li Jun. If he hadn't thought that you were still of some use, you would have been sent to the afterlife long ago. In fact, if you follow me into the city honestly this time, you may still There is a glimmer of hope.”

Lu Yu smiled and said: "It's a pity that you still can't see the situation clearly. If you insist on seeking death yourself, then you can't blame me."

Phew!

The dagger that came out of the head almost cut the Jiaomu Jiao's face in half, and then the knife fell, and the whole handle was buried into his heart.

At this moment, the Okayama City Guards who were waiting in the distance finally noticed the strange movement here.

"Hundred households!"

Before the horrified Jin Yiwei could raise his gun, his head was shattered by a bullet from behind.

Amidst the deafening gunfire, a general commander of Okayama Castle had a stern look on his face. He repeatedly pulled the trigger on the body lying in a pool of blood. It was not until he emptied the magazine that he glanced at the panicked robes around him one by one with indifferent eyes.

"Okayama Castle Kinyiwei Baihu Jiaomujiao colluded with Inuyama Castle Yan Jun, intended to rebel, and persecuted the Japanese area's propaganda envoy Xu Haichao. Now he has been executed on the spot. From now on, everyone will follow the command of Shikaha Baihu and enter. Do you understand the suppression of the rebellion in Edo town?"

Angry shouts echoed in the empty wilderness, and the pale faces gradually lowered their heads.

"Did you hear that? Now you are a gangster and I am an official. If you have the chance to be reincarnated as a human being in your next life, remember to keep your eyes open."

Lu Yu leaned over to pick up the cigarette butt that fell on the ground. The blood-soaked tobacco was dried by the high temperature, and the spicy and weird taste poured into his lungs from his throat, gradually stimulating the bloodthirsty desire hidden deep in his body.

"Enter the city!"

The stationary convoy started again, speeding towards the neon city not far away.

A burned-out cigarette butt popped out of the car window and landed on the bloody mark left by the wheel.

Jiaomu Jiao's body fell at the end of the blood stain, and a dim, dead eye reflected the scarlet taillights that were gradually disappearing.

Thirty miles away from here, the convoy belonging to Kanazawa City's Jinyiwei is approaching quickly.

"Leopard tail, have you seen the information shared by Xie Bian? Now the Qianhu Office is in a state of being unable to contact you for some reason. At this time, King Ming suddenly secretly mobilized the Jin Yiwei from Okayama and Matsue cities to enter Edo. What exactly did he want to do? ?”

In the fast-moving vehicle, Qiongqi, who was sitting in the back seat, was talking on the phone to hundreds of households in Shuri Castle.

"I don't care what he wants to do. What I care about is Xie Bian or not. What does Yan Jun want us to do?"

In another part of the communication transmission, Leopard Wei's voice was particularly solemn.

"What do you think Yan Jun wants to do?"

Qiongqi was silent for a moment and then slowly spoke.

"Who knows? But I think what he wants to do must be different from Prince Ming."

"Then where are you now?"

"Now, we should be able to enter the territory of Edo Castle in three quarters of an hour."

Qiongqi's frown suddenly relaxed, and he gritted his teeth and cursed: "You bastard, are you kidding me?"

"Haha, aside from other things, don't forget one thing. Yan Jun is the crown prince. Now that the emperor's whereabouts are unknown, do you still need to consider who to listen to?"

The sound transmission was cut off, and Qiongqi leaned his head back, closing his eyes and meditating.

"grown ups."

In the dull and quiet car, Mandrill, who was sitting in the passenger seat, looked up at the rearview mirror and hesitated to speak.

"Looking at the friendship we have had as brothers for so many years, if you want to get off the bus now, I can give you a chance."

Qiongqi slowly opened his eyes, his tone was particularly calm.

"I didn't mean that."

Mandrill raised his hand to hold his heart, pretending to be devastated, and said in a painful voice: "Although I, Mandrill, am greedy for life and afraid of death, I am still a little inferior to being greedy for money and lust. You really misunderstood me so much." It pains me.”

The coldness in Qiongqi's eyes disappeared, "Then what do you want to say?"

"I just want to ask, if I'm lucky enough to survive this time, can I have a chance to make a fortune?"

Mandrill chuckled and said: "After serving as the general banner for so many years, I also want to make progress."

"I want, too."

Kui Niu, who was in charge of driving, said in a loud voice.

"Fuck you, uncle, do you want to rebel?"

Qiongqi laughed and cursed, then the smile on his lips disappeared, and he solemnly said: "If you don't die this time, I will definitely recommend you to become a hundred households. If Mr. Su disagrees, I will make room for you!"

"Did you hear that? You might take over our master's class!"

The mandrill slapped Kui Niu hard on the shoulder, and said in a loud voice: "Kui Niu from one hundred households in Kanze City, um, not bad!"

"It sounds a little weird, but it's quite comfortable."

Kui Niu, who had never gotten along well with Mandrill in the past, was not angry because of the other man's teasing, and had a simple and honest smile on his face.

Because from the palms pressing on his shoulders, he clearly felt a slight tremor.

Who is willing to die if he can live?

But this time, they had to go. It's not because they can't help themselves, on the contrary, they have many choices and can survive this crisis calmly, waiting quietly for someone to deliver their wealth and glory to their hands.

But Kui Niu didn't want to choose, Mandrill didn't want to choose either, and Baihu Qiongqi did the same.

There are always some people and things worth fighting for with their lives.

For example, the clothes on the body at this moment, the knife in the hand at this moment.

Qiongqi stared at the thick night in the distance that even car lights could not penetrate, and let out a heavy breath.

"Faster!"

The full moon hung high, and it was already midnight.

The piercing siren echoed in the building of the Inuyama Castle Hundred Houses.

"Finally fucking here!"

Fan Wujiu stepped on the edge of the roof of his residence and looked into the distance with a ferocious expression.

Densely packed figures surrounded him like a black tide, with well-made 'Wu Mu' shields rising up one after another, and the huge noise of the surging current was like the roar of the tide.

At this moment, the hundred households in Inuyama City have become an isolated island in the sea, and may be capsized by the waves at any time.

"Yang Baize, now that things have happened, do you still want to fight like a trapped beast?"

Among the guards of Shield Mountain, Wang Changting, who had disappeared for a long time in Inuyama City, finally appeared again, wearing a feather fan and silk scarf, and his elegance was not reduced by half.

"After hiding for so long, you still have the guts to show up?"

In front of the house, Yang Baize stood with his head held high, and there was no trace of fear in his eyes under his sword-shaped eyebrows.

Chen Qisheng held his shoulders with his hands, stood one step behind him, and the flying sword 'Crashing into the Abyss' slowly moved around his body.

"Don't think too highly of yourself."

Wang Changting smiled lightly and said: "You and Li Jun are not qualified to make me retreat. I didn't play with you just because I have more important things to do."

"Really hiding or pretending to hide? No need to talk about this nonsense anymore."

Yang Baize said loudly: "I am standing here today. If you want a head on my neck, just come over!"

"Death is easy, the real difficulty is how to live."

Wang Changting looked at Yang Baize's passionate expression as if he was ready to die, and couldn't help but laugh: "After all, he is still a child. Even if he puts on official clothes, he can't accomplish great things."

"Yang Baize, how righteous were you when you rejected me on the pretext of kindness in the Xuanwei Si Yamen? Why don't you continue to play out your hypocritical drama today, and instead push these innocent guards forward? Did he die for you?"

Wang Changting sarcastically said: "Because that day you knew I couldn't kill you, and today you know it's hard for you to survive. Arrogant at first and respectful at the end, cowardly and restrained, is this Pei Xingjian's student?"

"Be bold!"

A loud shout rushed out from the house.

Xu Zhun, with gray beard and hair, strode out with an angry look like an old angry lion.

"How dare you call Mr. Pei by his first name?"

At the same time, a muscular man walked out of the shield formation silently and stood in front. Ignoring the restless muzzle in front of him, a pair of eyes full of murderous intent were firmly locked on Xu Zhun.

A Confucian official-student of the four places who was on the verge of decline faced a Nongxu Siqianmo master who was in his prime.

Who is strong and who is weak? You can get the answer from Xu Zhun's expression as if facing a powerful enemy.

Chen Qisheng said nothing and stood side by side with Xu Zhun.

Concubine Yuan Ming walked out of the shadows of the house wearing a pair of high-heeled clogs. The metal lines embedded on the sides of her long legs emitted a faint golden light, and she smiled charmingly at Wang Changting.

"It seems that Li Jun has bet most of his wealth on you."

The smile on Wang Changting's face was still calm and calm, as if he had anticipated the current situation.

He waved his sleeves, and a fierce man with the word "Liu" tattooed on his forehead stepped out from behind him.

A sonorous sound came from the opponent's chest, and his swollen body exploded the clothes on his upper body into pieces.

On the exposed chest, you can clearly see the heart that is pumping at high speed. Scarlet-colored silk threads spread out from the heart of the machine, wrapping around the cold-gleaming machine bones, and instantly intertwined into a pair of muscles. Zhang's majestic body.

Reshaping the steel and iron bones with the mechanical heart, being able to do this proves that the opponent is at least a soldier!

"Yang Baize, do you know? Because of you, I was tricked by Liu Dian, allowing him to take away the first place in the first stage of the New Deal, and suffered heavy losses. It is even possible that I will be reprimanded by the clan next, and my career will be affected. Affected. But even so, I can still give you a chance."

"I don't have to kill you today, and I don't even have to touch every plant or tree in Inuyama City's 100 households. I just need you to accept my condition.

Wang Changting smiled and said: "The seal of Confucianism that bears my Wang Changting's seal is worth hundreds of lives in front of you. For you who value love and justice, how to choose should be very simple, right?"

Yang Baize's face was pale at this moment. He didn't expect that Wang Changting could borrow a soldier from Liu Dian.

With such a huge disparity in strength, if a fight really broke out, there would probably not be a single person left alive in the Inuyama City Hundred Households Office.

Yang Baize took a deep breath slowly, "I"

"Let me answer it for you."

Yang Baize suddenly turned his head when he heard the sound, and Xie Bian appeared beside him without knowing when.

After patting Yang Baize's elbow, the wheelchair under Xie Bian transformed into an external prosthesis, supporting him to stand up.

Zheng!

An Xiuchun knife came out of its sheath. Xie Bian raised the knife and halberd and pointed it forward, and cursed angrily: "Your uncle, Fan Wujiu, is still sitting upstairs watching a show? Give me a shot and kill this little brat!"

boom!

Violent gunfire tore through the night sky, sending a guard who was standing in front of Wang Changting flying away with his shield.

"I've been waiting impatiently for a long time!"

The scorching bullet shells that were ejected flew past Fan Wujiu's face, and in the smoke that filled the air, only the ferocious murderous intent remained on his facial features.

"It turns out that you and Pei Xingjian, master and apprentice, are just hypocritical and despicable people!"

Wang Changting's tone was sarcastic, but the big sleeves he was waving suddenly stopped in the air.

"It seems that I, Pei Xingjian, have been getting more and more mixed up in Confucianism over the years, and I have actually fallen to the point where a little person like you dares to point fingers at me."

An old voice came riding on the cold wind, freezing the pride in Wang Changting's eyes inch by inch.

"Confucianism prefaces the six arts, with etiquette as the first. Now that you have met your master, why don't you kneel down?"

Wang Changting looked at the source of the sound in shock, and saw Pei Xingjian, who was disheveled in clothes and stooped like an old man, walking out of the dark Confucius Temple with his hands behind his back.

"People of Confucianism, please kneel down."

As the old man's figure approached, the growing sense of oppression caused the genes in Wang Changting's body to emit a shrill and piercing cry. He could no longer stand and knelt down slumped.

"You can't even resist the etiquette of Confucianism engraved in your genes and used against you. Are you worthy of mentioning my name?"

The unruly and domineering words fell from the top of his head, echoing in Wang Changting's ears like thunder.