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"Ahhhhhh—!"

"What happened?"

"Let's go, let's go! It's a member of the 'Dispossessing Barbarians'!"

...

Many surrounding people screamed and fled in all directions after hearing the loud "Tianzhu" and seeing the warriors who drew out their swords and ran towards Qingdeng and the others.

Some stall owners in the vicinity also left their vendors and fled temporarily, lest they be affected and implicated.

—Damn it, is it coming again? !

After being stunned for a moment by the sudden sound of "Tianzhu", Qing Deng immediately came back to his senses and gritted his teeth.

A group of warriors shouting "Heavenly Punishment" suddenly appeared, rushing towards them—Qingdeng subconsciously believed that this group of people must be the "radical anti-barbarian faction" who came to hunt him down again.

Qingdeng is not a person who likes to swear.

But at this moment, he couldn't help but swear words in his heart.

Qingdeng couldn't help but feel the frequency of attacks by the "radical anti-barbarian faction" who came to trouble him again just a few days ago, and the execution power with which Qingdeng had come to Fujisawa to stay here, and they could still chase and kill them. Somewhat annoyed and bored.

——Have you been following me... or have you been planning to ambush me here in Fujisawa...

"Ah ah--!"

Qingdeng, who was staring at the attacking enemy, turned his head slightly, and from the corner of his eye, looked at the third female Kinoshita Mai standing beside him.

The scream just now came from the mouth of the masked girl.

Kinoshita Mai turned pale, and quickly protected the masked girl behind her.

Also protecting the masked girl behind her is the "light yellow woman" who has been silent and wearing a light yellow kimono. Like a mother bird protecting a chick, she spread her arms and held the masked girl together with Kinoshita Mai. Guard behind.

For these three women, Qingdeng couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

The three girls stood beside Qingdeng.

From the point of view of these three women, the group of "radical exiles" seemed to be targeting them, and it was only natural to be scared.

Someone else was implicated in his own affairs - this guilt quickly turned into anger.

With a face as heavy as water, Qing Deng drew out his saber with a "chuo".

"Saito!"

Bass... Saito who was standing behind also drew his sword.

It doesn't matter whether they followed them all the way here, or through what channels, they learned that Qingdeng would come to Fujisawa to stay, so setting up an ambush here early is no problem for Qingdeng—just draw their swords and chop them!

Without any excessive verbal communication, Qing and Zhai "started" at the same time with a tacit understanding, like two arrows flying off the string, and rushed towards this group of "radical anti-barbarians" side by side!

There were 4 "radical anti-barbarians" who attacked this time, and the number was half that of the previous attack.

Among the four "radical anti-barbarians", the one who rushed to the front was a short man who should be only 1.45 meters tall.

In just a split second, Qingdeng rushed to the position where his knife could cut the short guy——

Pooh.

Qingdeng raised the knife without hesitation, and the short man's forehead was split open by Qingdeng.

If possible, Qingdeng didn't want to cut off this short guy's forehead.

The skull is one of the hardest parts of the human body. Although Qingdeng's saber is one of the best in sharpness and toughness, it will greatly reduce the life of the saber if it is used to chop the hard skull.

But there is no way - the height difference between Qingdeng and this short man is too much, the difference in height between the two is nearly 30 centimeters.

It is so much taller than this short man, facing his forehead directly, it is the most convenient way to memorize "Strike Huashan".

Qingdeng's current swordsmanship is not yet sophisticated enough to use more skillful means to take the life of this short man.

In a life-and-death fight, you don’t care about the lifespan of any knife. You can kill the enemy first, and then you can send the knife for repair or replace it with a new knife after it breaks.

The feeling of a cracked forehead spread continuously along the blade to Qingdeng's palms.

Successfully beheading an enemy—this should be something to be happy about.

But at this moment, a hint of doubt emerged between Qingdeng's brows.

Qingdeng now only feels a kind of...unexplainable sense of disobedience...

The first sense of disobedience is the attire of these people.

The "radical anti-barbarians" who attacked Qingdeng in the past would wear bamboo hats with deep brims to hide their faces.

Qingdeng just wanted to quickly get rid of this group of lunatics who came to trouble him again, so he noticed at this time—the four people who attacked this time, none of them were wearing bamboo hats to hide their faces.

Everyone showed their faces without shyness.

At the same time, Qingdeng also noticed that this group of people all looked like poor rogues.

The so-called ronin are warriors who have lost their lord to serve.

Losing a lord to serve means losing his salary, and he can no longer be an official like Qingdeng, so he can only find another way out by himself.

These 4 people have a very standard ronin appearance-the body is sloppy, the dirt on their bodies is so thick that it feels like you can rub off fist-sized mud pellets, the clothes are so dirty that you can’t see the original color clearly, and everyone’s cheeks are dark. It was deeply sunken, his eyes were cloudy, and he looked like he hadn't eaten a meal for a long time and was extremely malnourished.

If it weren't for the knife hanging around the waist, it would be hard to tell the difference between them and beggars.

The second feeling of disobedience is the expression that the little scorpion just showed.

Although he only saw it for a moment, when he smashed the short man's forehead with a knife, Qingdeng felt that he vaguely saw the short man showing a kind... as if he hadn't expected that Qingdeng and Saito would kill them at all. The shocked expression that came over...

Saito was not as careful as Qingdeng, and he was keenly aware of the sense of disharmony.

After pulling out his sword and killing the four people with Qingdeng one on the left and one on the right, Saito was very focused.

Concentrate on killing people.

He is indeed the bodyguard that Arima and others spent a lot of money to find for Qingdeng.

The exquisiteness of swordsmanship cannot be compared with that of Qingdeng, who can only swing the sword straight forward and "open and close".

The group Qingdeng and the others encountered this time was weaker than the group of "radical exiles" they encountered three days ago.

The footsteps are vain, and the arms are weak.

It's no wonder, after all, they look like they haven't had a good meal for a long time, and it's hard for people to imagine how strong they can be.

After rushing into the enemy group at the same time as Qing Deng, he slashed someone's body obliquely with a cassock. The blade cut from the right shoulder to the left abdomen.

Then he slightly raised the tip of the knife and pierced the heart of another guy beside him, and at the same time retracted the knife, it swept the body of the person next to him, killing the other three people for Qingdeng in just a split second.

"Ahhhh—!"

At this time, a terrified scream pierced Qingdeng's eardrum from behind.

It was the voice of the masked girl.

Qingdeng quickly looked back—Kinoshita Mai, the masked girl, and the pale yellow woman, these three people were still standing in place.

In front of the three of them, two slovenly samurai warriors appeared out of nowhere, holding a gleaming knife in their hands, and killed the three of them...