The body of the high-ranking official trembled.

The high-ranking official fell straight down.

The armed forces below howled in pain again: "My Lord——!"

"This is really too much. You are defying the authority of the high-ranking officials in the world of sorcery!"

"A gentleman can be killed but not humiliated!"

"I really can't do anything about you." Gintoki scratched his hair helplessly, as if he didn't expect there would be such a request.

He listened!

Although he had no moral integrity and was completely unruly, Shiroyasha, who was as strong as a monster, actually listened to their opinions!

Now, both the high-ranking officials and the armed forces couldn't help but look at him with hope.

Perhaps it was the mention of the situation of the Gojo family and the Zenin family that made Gintoki feel a sense of responsibility for family belonging.

That's right, the three great families can still occupy their current position in an era of gradual decline, thanks to the stability maintained by the high-ranking officials in the world of sorcery.

No matter how powerful the sorcerers fighting on the front line are, it is impossible to completely go beyond their control.

As long as they are still sorcerers, they will still think about their future careers.

Even if they only consider cooperating to exorcise the cursed spirits, they can't do things too radically.

The turning point is finally coming.

They are nervous.

As long as Gintoki takes the lead in throwing a step.

No matter what the request is, as long as it does not involve the fundamental interests of the top leaders, they will struggle on the surface, but in fact they can't wait to agree.

Just to be able to send these big Buddhas away collectively!

As for the authority of the top leaders in the sorcery world, it is useless to consider this now, so it is better to bring it up when squeezing them later.

Gintoki raised his arm under the attention of the crowd and threw the sword in his hand in the direction of the speaker.

Then he lifted up the top leader who fell to the ground and couldn't get up again, forcing the top leader who was already squatting on the ground to kneel and sit up.

Blood immediately spurted out of the oppressed part, but Gintoki seemed to have seen nothing and commanded: "Since you are so conscious, then commit seppuku. You will be the kaishakunin. Brother over there, chop off your head without hesitation."

"Who wants to be the kaishakunin?" The brother who just caught the weapon in a daze immediately felt that the weapon in his hand was a hot potato.

Where is the promised turning point!

Where is the promised step? !

This person does not play by the rules at all!

Gojo Satoru seized the flaw and stabbed the brother's ▅▅ with a sword.

Now there is no need to feel confused, as more people are falling straight down.

Gojo Satoru seemed to have discovered a new interest: "Don't you know how to be one? The correct way to use it is like this. You can change your name to the Anal Blast Team in the future. I gave it this name."

"That's great. I like this more than seppuku. It seems that you don't have any formal faction name. Let's pass it on with the secret of Anal Blast as the core. If it were you, you might be able to understand the mystery. After all, rotten oranges and rotten chrysanthemums are the same thing." Gintoki echoed: "It's already rotten anyway."

"The secret of the secret of the Wood O hidden body technique, the Thousand Years of Killing, is passed on to you. Don't always persecute doctors in the future. Think about your parents and take on the mission of reviving the dojo."

The two discussed the future development of the Anal Blast School and the great mission of restoring the dojo.

They were completely out of sync, but they had a clear division of labor and stabbed people nearby, which was bound to make the Thousand Years of Killing deeply rooted in people's hearts.

In such a torturous punishment.

The top leaders and the newly-minted Anal Blast Team all had an epiphany.

Both Gojo Satoru and Gintoki are too willful.

Ordinary people may have many concerns. For example, family, loyalty, interests, subsequent cooperation, and face issues.

These high-level bigwigs have lived in such social occasions full of interests for a long time.

Compared with maintaining the stability of the sorcery world, most of their time is spent on internal power exchanges.

Among them, showing corresponding attitudes to different types of people is also an inevitable requirement for maintaining authority.

It is for this reason that they will naturally respond to the sorcerers with contempt and disdain.

Sorcerers who are not qualified to participate in politics and can only fight on the front line to exorcise cursed spirits and cannot create more benefits.

For them, there is no value other than exorcising cursed spirits.

After all, on the one hand, exorcising cursed spirits does not have any additional benefits, it is just to maintain public order.

On the other hand, sorcerers will not point their weapons at them.

If they point at them, they are not sorcerers, but cursers.

Any normal sorcerer would have such a cognition, and would naturally fear offending authority and losing his or her identity.

Even ifIf they file a complaint, they can only do it like Naoko, following the rules and regulations of the higher-ups. It may take months of persistence to get lenient treatment.

Such a logical reason was naturally postponed by Gintoki and the others.

It seems that nothing is more important than helping Naoko get justice.

No matter how much they despise them, they express their disdain directly.

They won't say much, at most they will ignore the higher-ups in the same way.

But if they threaten Naoko, it will be a completely different matter.

Whether they drive into the base of the higher-ups openly or defeat the armed forces that should be indestructible.

They didn't consider their own interests from the beginning.

They spared no effort and ignored the consequences just to find a place for the girls of the same period.

It was really too willful.

The willful upper-ups who fell down and the armed forces with gray faces had no energy to think about making things difficult for them afterwards.

When Geto and Nazawa came over, this is what they saw. A bunch of people fell to the ground with their backs bent. Many knife handles stood there. It looked like an unknown human-shaped sword tomb. Geto's eyes went dark. He didn't expect that he and Nazawa had only been away for a while, and the two white-haired people who were doing evil would come up with such a weird trick. Gojo Satoru saw them coming back. He finally gave up the repetitive game and waved at them. He pulled out the sword from some unlucky guy with a look of waiting for the show. For a moment, they saw the blood gushing out and soaring, drawing a beautiful arc in the air. Gojo Satoru put his hand to his mouth and made a trumpet shape: "Hey - look, this is also a summer fountain, there are still many here, it should be quite spectacular with a bunch of people together." Geto tried to think about it. Well, it's too absurd.

He refused without thinking: "Satoru, summer is almost over."

Glass has been in deep silence since just now.

She shouldn't be responsible for treating these guys who were anally raped.

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