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Chapter 785 Blonde Girl "Alice de Orleans" [4500]

Golden hair, sky-blue eyes, three-dimensional and deep facial features that are very different from those of Orientals... There is no doubt that this is a foreigner from the West.

More than a dozen drunkards with flushed faces and staggering steps surrounded him from all directions.

The former did not hide their hostility and stared at the latter fiercely.

This foreigner was very tall, about 1.9 meters, with broad shoulders and a thick chest. He was the best interpretation of the term "tall and strong".

Standing in the middle of this group of drunkards, he inexplicably gave people a sense of humor of "a giant coming to Lilliput".

It was precisely because his figure was too oppressive that the drunkards beside him, although they all had a ferocious look, could not help but swallow their saliva wildly, and fear flashed in their eyes.

It is worth mentioning that the foreigner's dress is very interesting.

In the West, the so-called "gentleman culture" is in vogue.

Whenever going out, in order to show their social status, men always wear black formal suits, or even gorgeous tailcoats, wear tall hats, and hold a cane that is useless except for tripping themselves up.

In contrast, this stranger did not wear such classic clothes, but dressed in Japanese style.

Yellow kimono, gray hakama, black cloth socks, high-toothed wooden clogs... everything is available.

The kimono on the upper body is tucked into a standard right lapel.

The hakama on the lower body is also folded into five folds representing "benevolence, righteousness, courtesy, wisdom, and trustworthiness".

Judging from his clothes, he is even more Japanese than the Japanese.

Although Qing Deng did not know the origin of this stranger, he guessed that he was probably a businessman who had lived in Osaka for a long time.

Osaka Bay is one of the busiest ports in Japan.

And Osaka is a "commercial capital" famous for doing business.

As a result, it naturally attracted countless overseas merchants.

Every day, countless merchant ships from the West competed to set sail and cross the sea in Osaka Bay.

Therefore, apart from Nagasaki, which has always been the gateway to foreign exchanges, and Edo, where embassies are clustered, Osaka has the largest number of Westerners.

In short, it is not uncommon to meet Westerners on the streets of Osaka.

In terms of atmosphere, Osaka, with its strong commercial atmosphere, is undoubtedly much more open than Edo and Kyoto.

Most merchants are like this - as long as there is money to be made, who cares who the other party is and where they come from.

But even so, under the influence of the tide of the times, it is destined to be impossible to prevent the idea of ​​"Westerners are evil barbarians" and "Westerners have destroyed the peace of this country" from taking root and spreading in Osaka.

A large number of Osaka citizens are very disgusted with Westerners and have great malice towards them.

Of course, these Osaka citizens who are hostile to Westerners are not entirely out of ideological opposition.

The sudden arrival of Westerners did have a very negative impact on the townspeople of the "commercial capital"... especially on those small and medium-sized merchants.

Western countries have basically entered the industrial age.

"Commodities from large factories" not only have huge production, but are also of good quality and low price, which naturally crushes "commodities from handicraft workshops".

Faced with this unprecedented new challenge, the big merchants with big businesses are at ease.

But the small and medium-sized merchants who are small and even rely on a shop to make a living are in a miserable situation.

Business has become difficult, income has dropped sharply, merchants have gone bankrupt, the economy has declined... indirectly affecting the lives of ordinary people.

In this way, the townspeople naturally poured this resentment on the Westerners - in fact, it was indeed the latter's fault.

"Everyone! Please calm down!"

Suddenly, the stranger spoke, and he spoke loudly in Japanese.

As soon as he spoke, everyone on the scene, including Qing Deng, was shocked.

The reason is simple - this person's Japanese is very standard! There is almost no accent!

If you only hear his voice but don't see his face, you might think he is a storyteller with a perfect voice.

He is a Westerner, but he can speak very fluent and standard Japanese... It reminds Qing Deng of Elodie inexplicably.

"I just happened to pass by here, and I have no bad intentions!"

He raised his arms and made a "surrender" gesture, with a smile on his face, looking harmless.

"I don't want to go against you! Please let me go!"

He said, turning his body so that everyone at the scene could see his kind expression.

Due to the angle, Qing Deng had not been able to see the man's appearance just now.

And now, because the other party's face turned to him, Qing Deng finally saw his face clearly.

In general, this is a very handsome uncle.

He was about 40 years old, handsome, with a short beard on his chin, and his already three-dimensional facial features were as sharp as a knife.

Especially his straight and tall nose and sapphire-like eyes, which were quite delicate.

Logically speaking, most men of this age would lose their body shape and grow an ugly belly.

However, this man had a good figure.

Even though he was wearing tight clothes, Qing Deng could clearly feel the strong body under the cloth.

At first glance, he was a person who never neglected exercise on weekdays.

Because he always interacts with the Angoulême family, Qingden has a certain understanding of the facial features of Westerners...especially the French.

He was not like other people who couldn't distinguish the appearance of Westerners and felt that Westerners all over the world looked the same.

Therefore, he dared to conclude that this foreigner was probably French - his face was a textbook "Gaul face".

Although the stranger has shown 100% kindness, the drunkards around him don't buy it.

"Ah? Do you think we will let you go if you say a few nice words?"

"Damn Yi Di! Who allowed you to walk arrogantly on our land?"

"That's right!"

"Go away! Go back to your country! You are not welcome here!"

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Instead of giving way, the drunkards further narrowed the encirclement.

Their breath, mixed with the strong smell of alcohol, almost sprayed into the stranger's face.

"That's enough, Jetaro, don't do this!"

"Don't make trouble! Let's go have a drink quickly!"

"If we attract official officials, we will spend the night in the prison tonight!"

Many people were dragging these drunkards away, trying to calm the trouble - they should be these drunkards' partners.

Although these sober people who still retain their sense are trying their best to persuade and try to avoid the deterioration of the situation.

But... as we all know, drunk people have no IQ.

Under the influence of alcohol, they can do all kinds of stupid things.

"Hiccup...! Don't worry about me! Don't you see that I am doing harm to the people?!"

"It's because everyone is too weak! They dare not seek justice, which is why these barbarians are so arrogant!"

"If everyone could stand up and fight for justice regardless of their own safety! Then we would have been able to expel the Yi Di! The world would have regained peace!"

The "generous speeches" of these people further aroused the emotions at the scene.

The situation is gradually getting out of control.

Drunkards are menacing and arrogant.

Each expression is scarier than the last.

Each word is more radical than the last.

Although most of these drunkards who are surrounding and criticizing the strangers are civilians, there are many samurai with swords on their waists.

The overwhelming "siege net"; the accusations and abuses that do not hide their hatred; the surging hostility coming from all directions... For ordinary people, facing this kind of situation, they would probably have to tremble with their legs. If you are not doing well, your complexion will turn pale.

This is especially true for Westerners living in Japan nowadays.

After all, the bloody "raw wheat incident" in which an Englishman was hacked to death is still before our eyes.

But the strange thing is that this stranger is not panicked or afraid.

He still raised his arms with a smile on his face, pretending to be innocent, and kept repeating "I mean no harm" and "Please let me leave."

"Hiccup...! Damn it! Why are you talking so much nonsense to him!"

Suddenly, a warrior who smelled of alcohol and had a face the color of pig liver let out a big belch while suddenly reaching for the sword at his waist - there was a "crack" sound - and the blade was unsheathed. long!

"There's no need to talk nonsense to him! To deal with Yi Di, just wave your sword!"

The sudden sound of drawing a knife immediately turned the scene into chaos! Startled in surprise!

Soon enough, a black shadow flashed past - at the same moment as the drunken samurai drew his sword, Qingden took action!

In the name of "Heaven's Execution", the actual practice of "indiscriminate killing"... Qingdeng has always been uncomfortable with this kind of indiscriminate cruelty.

Ever since time travel, when he was still a member of the practice, he has been fighting against these "self-righteous" guys.

I saw him stepping forward and arriving at the stranger's side in the blink of an eye.

The next moment, he reached out his left hand as fast as lightning, grasped the handle of the drunken samurai's saber, and pushed the newly unsheathed blade back into its sheath.

The drunk warrior glared at Qingden.

"You kid, what do you want to do?!"

Before he could say anything else, he subconsciously pushed Qingdeng.

However, as soon as he raised his arm, Qingdeng suddenly raised his free right hand, twisted his arm, and broke it in the opposite direction——

"Gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

He suddenly let out a scream like a slaughtering pig.

Immediately afterwards, Qingdeng turned sideways, put his arm on his right shoulder, and immediately threw the guy away with a standard over-the-shoulder throw.

This person was still doing the "free landing movement" in mid-air when a new roar suddenly came from Qingdeng's side:

"You guy!"

Another warrior rushed towards Qingden.

This person is probably the companion of the drunken samurai just now.

Qingdeng did not dodge or dodge, he just stood upright, quietly looking at the opponent, and allowed the opponent to attack.

Within a moment, the opponent advanced towards him.

He yelled, stretched out his arms like a bear, and bumped into Qingdeng - he seemed to want to give Qingdeng a hug.

However, at this moment, Qingdeng suddenly disappeared from his eyes without a trace.

His eyes widened in disbelief, then he stepped firmly on his feet and quickly turned back - Qingdeng was already standing where he was just now.

Qingdeng didn't say much. He lowered his waist, inserted his arms into the opponent's armpits, and threw him out with all his strength.

This man was very light, so Qingdeng made him a "trapeze artist" without much effort.

After a while, there was a bang, and another body groaned and twisted in pain appeared on the ground.

Qingdeng kept his hand.

Even though they screamed so miserably, it was actually just skin injuries, not even broken bones.

After all, these two people were drunk, delirious, and attempted murder, so Qingdeng let them go.

If Qingdeng attacks with all his strength, even if these two people do not die, they will become severely disabled.

Qingto's sudden appearance and the fierce way he subdued the two samurai in an instant poured cold water on the "hot" atmosphere at the scene.

The surroundings suddenly became extremely quiet, you could hear a pin drop, and there was no longer any noise.

The stranger looked surprised and looked up and down with interest at Qingdeng who extended a helping hand to him.

Qingden turned his eyes calmly and scanned his surroundings.

"Is the method you use to uphold justice just to show off your power to an unarmed person?"

"It's so shameless."

"Let's all disperse."

Qingdeng's words revealed unquestionable toughness.

Not only that, his tone exuded explicit sarcasm.

Admittedly, Qingdeng's words were quite domineering.

However, no one dared to say "no" to him.

After all...the two unlucky guys on the ground who were still moaning were a lesson from the past.

Now, after everyone looked at each other for a while, they didn't even bother to say harsh words, and just dispersed in confusion.

Soon, a "vacuum zone" was formed around Qingto and the foreigner where no one dared to approach again - except, of course, Kinoshita Mai.

The girl in red moved her lotus steps like a butterfly and quietly returned to Qingdeng's side.

"Your Excellency, thank you very much for your help!"

Qingdeng turned to look at the stranger behind him - he was thanking him sincerely.

As soon as he finished speaking, the stranger noticed Kinoshita Mai walking towards Ayoto.

"Is this your wife? What a beauty!"

He praised sincerely, without any evil thoughts in his eyes.

A very typical "Western style communication" - complimenting the woman's appearance enthusiastically and simply.

This is contrary to the Confucian cultural circle's "implicit and implicit" concept of treating others.

Therefore, Kinoshita Mai is not used to such direct praise.

She responded stiffly, then shrank and hid half of her body behind Qingdeng.

Qingden Wan'er:

"Well, she is my proud wife!"

After all the hardships and waiting, the engagement with Mai Kinoshita was finally confirmed.

Out of a strange compensatory mentality, what Qingnobo is most happy to see now is to announce to outsiders that "Kinoshita Mai is my wife."

After simply praising Kinoshita Mai's beauty, the stranger turned the topic back to "thank you."

"Your Excellency, I really don't know how to thank you! Without your help, I'm afraid it would have taken a lot of effort to turn the crisis around."

Not only can this person speak fluent and standard Japanese, but he also seems to understand Japanese culture very well and speaks in a refined manner.

Qingden waved his hand.

"You're welcome. It's a small effort, nothing worth mentioning."

"This is not a place where you should stay for long."

"For your own safety, you'd better go home quickly."

After leaving his suggestion, Qingden wanted to just turn around and leave.

But who knew the other party actually stopped him:

"Sir, judging from your accent, you are from Edo, right?"

Ayoto was born in Edo and grew up in Edo, leaving an extremely profound "Edo imprint" on him.

Not to mention anything else, his accent alone has a full "Edo flavor".

His identity as an "Edo native" cannot be hidden at all, and there is no need to hide it.

Qingdeng nodded lightly.

"Yeah, yes, I'm from Edo. Any questions?"

"Edo...are you travelers?"

"Well, please forgive me for not being able to answer."

The stranger looked ashamed.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm rude. If you are a traveler who has traveled all over the world, then I want to ask you a question."

Qingdeng tilted his head:

"question?"

The stranger nodded vigorously:

"Have you ever seen a French girl named 'Alice de Orleans'? She has beautiful blond hair and a pair of blue eyes like the sky. She is about 15 years old!"

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PS: As we all know, in the two-dimensional world, most girls with blond hair are called "Alice"!