I Was a Swordsman in Ancient Japan

Because there was no hope in the "negotiation" from the very beginning, before the young man finished speaking, a fist as big as the mouth of a bowl was directly printed on the young man's face.

While being punched by Mucun, and his body flew upside down, the young man loosened his hands subconsciously, and the Jinpingtang he was holding fell out of his palm.

Mucun raised his hand to scoop it up, and precisely caught the gold flat sugar that hadn't even had time to fall.

"Little girl, let's go." Mu Cun said while throwing the candy back to the little girl.

The little girl also seemed to be frightened by the sudden situation in front of her. After catching the Jinpingtang thrown by Mucun, she quickly fled the place with a pale face.

After watching the little girl leave, Mucun turned his gaze back to the six youths.

The big sword of Mucun is now on his back.

In order not to cause troubles such as "officials came forward to interrogate", the big sword behind Mucun was wrapped in thick cloth.

Under the cover of this thick cloth, outsiders would not be able to see that the thing behind Mu Cun's back was a big sword.

If Mucun now reveals the big sword behind his back, it will undoubtedly shock and scare the six unarmed youths away.

But Mucun didn't want to do that.

Mucun now just wants to use his fists to teach these 6 scumbags who bully even little girls a good lesson.

He squeezed the joints of the ten fingers of both hands, and made a bone-piercing "crack" sound. Then, like a tiger rushing into a flock of sheep, Mucun took the initiative to rush towards the six youths.

Judging from the skills of these six youths, they are not completely ignorant of unarmed combat.

From a quantitative point of view, they also have an absolute advantage.

But they were still quickly suppressed by Mucun.

Looking at Mucun who was wrestling with the six youths, Shimada looked anxious, not knowing what he should do now.

Staying here and watching—feels wrong.

Rushing up to help—it also felt a little inappropriate, because Mucun already had the absolute upper hand, and even without his help, Mucun could bring down all the six youths.

And if he wanted to rush up to help, he had to put down the pile of things in his arms—if he put down the pile of things and rushed up to help, the pile of things might be stolen.

Just when Shimada was hesitating and didn't know what to do, many citizens gathered around to watch the fun and the 1v6 group fight.

However, at this moment - extremely noisy human voices suddenly sounded from the outermost periphery of the crowd surrounding Mucun and the six young people.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

"Get out of the way!"

"Who is fighting! Who is fighting!"

...

As these noisy voices fell, the crowd was divided into two sides, revealing a path for people to walk through.

A Yuli led a dozen or so Okabiki with ten hands pinned to their waists, and walked quickly along the path separated by the crowd, and entered the center of the 1v6 battlefield.

At this time, Mucun just brought down the last person.

The six youths were all lying on the ground in various postures, moaning in pain.

Putting the last person down and raising his head, Mucun saw the dozen or so gangyins who had surrounded him.

Mucun glanced calmly at the dozen or so Okanagi who surrounded him.

There was no expression of fear on his face.

The vast majority of Okabiki are just ordinary people and don't know any martial arts, so even if surrounded by more than ten Okabiki, Mucun has absolute confidence to escape.

After moving his gaze across the faces of the dozen or so Okabi, Mucun's gaze fixed on Yuli who was in charge of the leader.

"Akiyama?" Mucun exclaimed with his pupils shrunk slightly.

After hearing the strong man in front of him call out his name, Yu Li was slightly taken aback.

After looking carefully at Mucun's face several times, Yuli, whom Mucun called "Qiu Shan", shouted excitedly:

"Master Mucun! Have you returned to Kyoto?"

"Ok.

"Makimura nodded gently, "I came back almost an hour ago. "

"...Master Mucun." Qiushan lowered his head and glanced at the six young men lying at the foot of Mucun, "You just returned to Kyoto, and you made such a big commotion... It's really you."

Akiyama glanced at the citizens surrounding him, pointing in this direction.

Then he walked slowly in front of Mucun, lowered his voice, and said in a low voice that only he and Mucun could hear clearly:

"Master Mucun, I know that if you want to escape, I can't stop you."

"So—please do me a favor."

"If I let you run away in full view, I will be scolded later."

"You are just fighting with people, and you will be released after a few days of detention."

"During the few days you were imprisoned, I will also ask the jailers to take care of you."

"So—help me, don't make it too hard for me, okay?"

Akiyama's tone was full of pleading colors.

Mucun glanced at Akiyama, who was nearly 2 heads shorter than him, and then sighed softly:

"...All right. The two of us are old acquaintances, and I won't make it too difficult for you."

After finishing speaking, Mucun stretched out his hands towards Akiyama.

Seeing that Mucun was willing to give him face and not make it difficult for him, Akiyama heaved a sigh of relief, then turned his head and said loudly to the Okabiki behind him:

"Come on, tie him up. Be careful not to be too rough."

After binding Mucun's hands tightly with hemp rope, Qiushan led Mucun away from the crowd of onlookers like a leading cow, and walked out of the crowd of onlookers.

Shimada originally thought that with Mucun's skills, he would be able to easily escape from the siege of these officials.

Unexpectedly——Mu Cun let these officials tie him up without any resistance.

Just when Shimada was very anxious and was about to rush forward to rescue Mucun, Mucun seemed to have guessed what Shimada was thinking in advance, and turned his head to signal Shimada not to move rashly.

Shimada, who understood the meaning of Makimura's eyes, stopped his feet and stood there stupidly.

Just staring blankly at Mucun, who didn't let him come to rescue him, being taken away by the officials...

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...

After listening to Shimada's explanation of the ins and outs of "Makimura's arrest", Lin, with her head down and a sullen face, moved her lips wildly up and down.

Lynn: (哉盘哦) "That bastard, that bastard, that bastard, that bastard, that bastard, that bastard, that bastard, that bastard, that bastard, that bastard, that bastard, that bastard, that bastard..."

"My lord..." Asai, who had been kneeling beside Lin, sighed softly at this moment, "Your bad habit of thinking about things when you are in a bad mood, please find a way to correct it..."

"... Seventh Guards."

Asai's full name is "Asai Shichirobei".

In order to read it more easily, Lin always called Asai "Seven Soldiers".

"I am here."

"Do you have booger..."

"My lord... You must find a way to correct your bad habit of eating boogers to those who make you angry..."

"What the hell is that bastard thinking..." Lin's expression was terrified now, "You can escape, why do you have to stand there and let the government arrest you?"

"I heard Mucun call the leading officer 'Akiyama'." Shimada added what he knew.

"Akiyama?" Asai repeated the name, "I seem to have heard Mucun mention this person."

"This person seems to be one of the few close friends of Mucun when he was still working in Kyoto."

"The reason why Mucun chose to let the officials arrest him may be to prevent his old friend from being difficult."

Speaking of this, Asai let out a low laugh.

"In order not to make it difficult for your friends, did you deliberately let your friends take you away... It's really like Mucun's style..."

"Master..." Shimada now asked in a cautious tone, "What should we do now...? Are we going to find a way to rescue Senior Mucun?"

"What should I do? Of course I'm ignoring Mihachi! Let this idiot eat a few days in prison by himself!"

"Are you really not going to rescue Senior Mucun...?" Shimada couldn't help asking.

"Actually, there's nothing to save." Asai added, "It's just a trivial matter to fight with people on the street. You can be released after being locked up in a prison for a few days."

"Even if you ignore Mucun, Mucun will come back by himself in a few days."

"It's decided like this!" Lin stood up, grabbed a brush and a potion specially used to wash away dirt from Shimada's arms, "Let Mihachi stay in prison for a few days! I don't care about him! "

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...

With the help of Lin, Asai, and Shimada, the speed of cleaning the Fuma mansion was much faster.

After cleaning up Fuma's mansion, Ogata and Acho parted ways with Rin and his party.

I don't know if it was because the house was cleaned very clean, or because someone was willing to help such an old bone like him, Feng Mo was very happy.

When sending Ogata and Lin to leave, the smiling Fumo patted his chest and said to them: He will be able to find out which prison Xuanren is being imprisoned in three days later, and let Ogata and the others come back to him in three days.

Ogata and A-Machi walked side by side in an unknown street in Kyoto.

While walking side by side with Ogata, A-Machi suddenly said coldly:

"I didn't expect that there would be such a shameless person...to snatch children's candies..."

Ogata knew that what A-cho was talking about was that Mucun just helped a little girl out and taught those six shameless Yakuza a lesson.

"Yeah." Ogata nodded lightly, "The forest is so big that there are all kinds of birds."

As soon as Ogata finished speaking, he saw three Yakuzas with messy tattoos chatting at the corner of the street in front of them, and they didn't know what they were talking about.

The passers-by around all walked around the three yakuzas as if they were avoiding some large garbage that was emitting a foul smell.

After Ogata glanced at the three Yakuzas, Ogata said to A-Ming beside him in a serious and somewhat joking tone:

"A-cho, in a situation like you are not carrying any weapons, if you encounter any danger, remember to do the same as those passers-by avoiding those 3 Yakuza - once you see it, go far away .”

"I don't need you to explain this kind of truth, but I understand it." A-Ming said angrily, "And——I don't have any weapons now, okay?"

"Huh?" Ogata raised his eyebrows, "Do you have any weapons?"

Ogata looked O-Machi up and down several times, except for the round fan in A-Machi's hand, Ogata didn't see anything like a weapon in A-Machi's hand.

"The weapon I'm carrying now is very powerful." A-Ming smiled meaningfully, "It's also very precious, because it's too precious, so when I went to Butterfly Island, I didn't dare to take it with me. Afraid of being confiscated by the government."

"What kind of weapon?" Ogata's curiosity also rose at this time.

"It's inconvenient to show you here." Ah-cho looked at the crowd around him, "Come with me."

A-Ming took Ogata's hand and ran into an unpassed alley not far away.

The location of these alleys is very remote, no one passes by here, and people on the street cannot see the scene in the alleys.

After confirming that there were no other outsiders around, A-Machi handed the round fan in his hand to Ogata.

"Come on, hold it for me."

After handing the fan to Ogata, Machi grabbed the sides of his yukata with his free hands.

Then take it easy...

Clear collarbone, snow-white skin, and... a looming, deep groove appeared within Ogata's field of vision...

Ogata's face flushed red.

"If you dare to come over and take a look, I'll break your neck." A-Machi, whose face was also slightly flushed, said a gentle warning to Ogata, "Turn your head away."

After obediently obeying A-Machi's words and turning his head away, Ogata asked A-Machi in a joking tone:

"...The weapon you mentioned, could it be your ** or something..."

"How is that possible!" A-cho said anxiously, "I told you I'm a fighting ninja! I wouldn't do that kind of thing!"

After saying this angrily, A-Machi put his right hand into the yukata along the opened skirt.

After groping around in the yukata, A-Machi slowly pulled his right hand out of the yukata.

After A-Machi's hand was pulled out of her bathrobe, there was something extra in A-Machi's right hand.

Looking at this thing in Ah-machi's right hand, Ogata's pupils suddenly shrank in astonishment.

"this is……?!"

If Ogata's eyes hadn't been broken, and the memory in his head hadn't been lost in any way, the thing that A-Ming was holding in his right hand at this moment should be - a revolver.

A revolver with a black handle and a red barrel.

After closing his skirt again, A-Machi used his free left hand to pull the hem of the yukata.

The hem of the yukata was pulled up little by little, showing off Acho's smooth and slender legs little by little.

After pulling the hem of the yukata to the position where his thighs could be exposed, Ogata suddenly found that there was also a revolver with the same black handle and red barrel hanging on Acho's left thigh.

The revolver was strapped to Machi's leg in a holster-like thing.

Because it was covered by a yukata, outsiders couldn't see that there was a pistol strapped to Machi's leg. that bastard

After pulling out the revolver strapped to his leg with his left hand, A-Machi played with the two revolvers held in both hands, and then said to Ogata in a proud tone:

"This is my father's most proud and proud invention - the short wheel gun."

"By the way—these two blunderbusses are a pair, and they both have names."

"The one on my left is called Suying."

"The one on my right is called Kasumi.