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The short man's gray lips... trembled even more violently after Kanno's voice fell.

Once again, he cast his eyes for help to his companions sitting on both sides of the cave.

But a scene very similar to just now happened again.

Faced with the shorty's help-seeking gaze again, these people either turned a blind eye or remained indifferent.

The dwarf seemed desperate.

He tried to straighten his upper body as if he was about to bite his teeth into pieces, exerting force with his arms, and bit by bit pulled the dagger from the left side of his belly to the right side.

At first, the dwarf could barely keep his composure, not allowing himself to scream.

But after the blade reached the position of the navel, he finally couldn't bear it anymore, let out a howl that was neither human nor ghost, and his upper body fell forward again.

The rocky ground under him has been stained a strange dark red by the blood dripping from his belly.

He leaned forward again, and his whole face fell into the pool of blood gathered from his body.

Some of the dwarf's companions sitting on both sides of the cave couldn't bear to see this miserable situation any longer, drooped their heads, and closed their eyes.

Some looked indifferent and calm.

There are also... looking at the dwarf who is in extreme pain with great interest, and plausibly saying: "Hmm... beautifully cut... It would be more perfect if you can stop screaming."

Feeling that he was powerless to move the knife again, the short man had no choice but to turn his head again and cast a look of help to Kanno who was standing behind him.

He can no longer speak now.

The intense pain and trance made him only utter meaningless howls and moans like "ho" and "ah" when he opened his mouth.

The sight of the dwarf begging for help was like a moth plunging into a raging fire.

Seeing Shenye's unwavering indifference, the dwarf could only slowly withdraw his eyes that had almost lost any spirit, as if he had lost his soul.

"Ho... ho...! Ho ho...!"

The knife in the dwarf's stomach moved again.

In this way...in the extreme pain, he finally managed to pull the dagger to his right side...

After looking at the complete "one character cut" on the short man's belly, Shenye nodded slightly, and then pulled out the knife at his waist.

The white blade flashed.

The dwarf's head was chopped off by Kanno.

What Kanno used was the most standard intervention: hugging the head.

There are also rules for interfering with others. The head of the seppuku practitioner cannot be cut off entirely. The knife must be cut from the back of the neck until the seppuku-ripper's head is cut off, leaving only a little skin at the throat connected to the body.

This kind of beheading method will make the seppuku-cute's head, which is connected to the body with only a little skin left, fall into his arms, hence the name: hugging the head.

With a single cut, the head of the seppuku cannot be chopped off completely, but only a little bit of skin is left to connect the seppuku-cutter's head - it is extremely difficult, and only those with extremely superb knife skills can perfectly do the "holding the head" ".

Therefore, not everyone can be a wrong person.

The cave was completely silent as Kanno raised and lowered the knife.

Kanno took out his pocket paper, wiped off the blood on the blade of his saber, raised his head and said loudly to the crowd:

"I hope everyone can take Omae-kun as a warning!"

"Are we going into the fight against barbarians just for fun?"

"We established this barbarian group together to kill all the barbarians who set foot on this land, as well as all the scum who helped the barbarians, and revive the warrior style! Isn't it?!"

"I hope that from now on, there will be no more people who don't follow Bushido."

After finishing speaking, Kanno retracted the saber in his hand into its sheath.

"...Mr. Kanno." At this time, an ugly middle-aged man who was sitting next to Shenye asked in a deep voice, "The third assassination of Ju Qingdeng failed... What are we going to do next?" what to do?"

Kano pondered for a moment:

"...Forget about that Ju Qingdeng for now."

"Let this national thief who shamelessly worked for the American people live a little longer."

"We are now...continuing to act according to our original plan."

Beams of cold light burst out from Shenye's pupils.

"The large force continues to go to Fujisawa, intercept and kill Antoine de Angouleme and his granddaughter Elodie de Angouleme!"

Kanno tilted his head and looked at a 1.5 meter tall man sitting not far from him, but he was extremely muscular.

"Suehiro-kun, I leave this battle to you."

"It's a rare opportunity for Yidi to be singled out. We must take the heads of these two barbarians!"

"Yes!" Suehiro's voice was so loud that the dust on the top of the cave was about to fall, "Mr. Kanno, please leave this battle to my subordinates!"

At this moment, a weak voice sounded from behind Shenye:

"That... Mr. Kanno, are we really... going to kill Antoine de Angouleme and Elodie de Angouleme?"

As soon as the voice of this question fell, Shenye was stunned for a while, then frowned and followed the voice to look behind him.

The person who asked the question was a young man who didn't even look 20 years old.

Kanno's sight was pressing on the top of the young man's head like a huge rock, causing his head to drop uncontrollably by a few points.

But the young man mustered up his courage, and went on:

"Mr. Kanno...that Anthony...didn't do anything heinous in our country..."

"He bought our Japanese specialties and then resold them back to Europa. He is just doing business with us normally..."

"As for that Elodie... she's just a 12-year-old child..."

"Really... are you going to kill this grandpa and grandson?"

"...Hirota-kun, when did you have such a ridiculous idea?"

call……

A breeze blows into the cave at this moment, and the oil lamp on the rock wall sways slightly due to the breeze.

Kanno's shadow also became erratic due to the swaying of the oil lamp.

Kanno's erratic and swaying shadow was like a mountain pressing down on Hirota's body.

Hirota, whose forehead, cheeks, and back began to ooze cold sweat, shrank his body even smaller.

"They entered this country, set foot on this country's soil - this alone is enough to tear them all to pieces."

"Hirota-kun, I don't want to hear similar words again."

"Yes Yes……"

After giving Hirota a few more meaningful glances, Kanno looked away.

"Suehiro-kun, how is the mobilization of the muskets going?"

"Mr. Kanno, it has already been transported to Fujisawa Juku!"

"Well, very good." The corners of Shenye's mouth curled up in satisfaction, "You have to be careful with this batch of muskets, they are good things that I bought from that Rakshasa after a lot of effort. "

"yes!"

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