"idiot!"

"A bunch of trash!"

Zhang Yong raised his hands angrily and wanted to slap everyone again.

This is the advantage of pretending to be Japanese. You can slap people casually and others will not dare to resist.

Especially in the military, it is very common for superiors to slap subordinates.

There is even an army lieutenant general fighting an army lieutenant general. It can be said to be strange.

Finally endured it.

There is no other way. We still have to rely on a few trash to support the scene.

From now on, if he wants to practice the trumpet, he must find a few people to follow him to bully the market and show off his power.

When you walk outside, your identity is given to you by yourself. I recruited my younger brothers by myself.

"Give!"

Take out a wad of yen.

Each person threw in fifty yuan and asked them to tidy up immediately.

At least it has to look like a human being.

As for the injury, it doesn't matter. The Wakayama swashbuckler is not a normal person to begin with.

Showing up with a group of guys with bruises and swollen faces, everyone would subconsciously think, who is this damn libertine fighting with again?

"My lord!"

"My lord!"

Suddenly, the five ronin were extremely happy.

They all felt that today was a good day. The ancestral grave exploded. Finally, someone took them in.

Moreover, this person is still very well-connected.

It’s the Wakayama Daokuma family.

It was also one of the great names of the Warring States Period.

At this time, what they have to do is to hug their thighs quickly.

Hold it firmly.

After passing this village, there is no such shop.

"roll!"

"Be back in thirty minutes!"

Zhang Yong waved his hand.

Alas, the Taoist priest starts with five dogs.

Why do you start with five? It feels like you are worse than a dog.

But it doesn't matter.

Others started with a bowl, but in the end it wasn’t...

Suddenly my mind moved.

A red dot appears on the edge of the map. There is a weapon symbol.

After checking, I found that it was a Tokarev pistol. Huh? This kind of gun? It seems that only Tojo Hideki's men have it.

I paid close attention silently. I found that after the red dot entered the edge of the map, it seemed to be approaching Zhang Yong in a roundabout way.

Zhang Yong stood calmly behind the wall, blocking the other party's sight.

In the end, I realized that I was overthinking it. The red dot stopped three hundred meters away from him.

Judging from the map, you should have entered a house.

Thoughtful.

What is this spy going to do?

Is that house his hiding place or a place where he meets people?

Qinglonghui...

tojo Hideki……

OK, fuck him!

The first blood in Novice Village starts with Gan Tojo.

Look at your watch.

Those five guys haven't done it yet?

Don't be worse than five dogs! You lost 250 yen in vain...

The map shows that after the five ronin left, they dispersed. But they did not exceed the 700-meter range. One was in the east and the other was in the west. I don’t know what they were doing.

Just as thirty minutes were about to pass, the five wanderers came back in a hurry.

Big and small bags. Bulky and messy.

There is all kinds of mess.

Someone even carried a dung fork. Is this to dig out dung?

No. The other party probably used it as a weapon. During the Warring States Period, such a dung fork was also a weapon.

Damn...

Really convinced.

What the hell are you doing to kill Matt?

The standard equipment of a ronin should be a short sword and a long sword, right?

Oh, they can't afford it.

The Japanese swords used by the Japanese invaders were actually quite expensive.

Even if it is the kind issued by lieutenants, the cost is high if it is mass-produced.

Especially at the beginning of the war, before the Japanese invaders started to expand their army crazily, every command knife was of good quality, sharp and tough.

If it is a sergeant sword, it is even more valuable. If it is a sergeant-level sword, it is almost always a treasure.

As for the General's Sword, Zhang Yong doesn't know. I've never seen one before. I guess it's very good-looking.

Look at the seven and four. Two are carrying hammers.

It's the kind of round hammer. The one in "The Twelve Hours of Chang'an", Cui Qi, carried it.

There are two others holding two maces? Are they maces? The steel pipe is not like steel pipe, and the iron sheet is not like iron sheet. It’s weird.

I sighed silently. They are all talented people!

No wonder they were so busy that they didn't even have money to drink. They were almost beaten to death.

In other words, it is because of my status as a Wakayama slut that I accept these guys. If it were anyone else, I would avoid them.

"Stand still!"

"Sign up!"

"Tie!"

"Ono..."

"Mi Gu..."

"Nan ghost..."

Zhang Yong is too lazy to remember his name. Just remember his surname.

They were all consumables. Maybe they would all be beaten to death before nightfall.

He is going to capture the Qinglong Society people now. The first wave to rush in must be the five of them. The target has a gun. Maybe a few of them will be killed.

If it were Zhang Yong's identity, he would definitely be reluctant to die with his subordinates.

But the Japanese invaders! It's okay. If one wave dies, another wave will be replaced. The more people die, the better. It's not expensive anyway.

For thirty yen, you can buy a consumable. It’s not bad.

Gaze across.

Suddenly received some information.

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To be continued...