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Chapter seven hundred and seventieth, bleeding

As a traditional costume of Fuso, you usually don’t wear underwear under the kimono, just like a medieval knight would wear open-stand armor. However, Xiao Fen would not see the privacy of another woman in this trial world like seeing Reya’s secret. The so-called exquisiteness is the result of having exposed herself as much as possible.

Therefore, although Xiao Fen's eyes had sharp eyes, it was just a gaze, not an X-ray, and he could not see his body blocked by the kimono. However, there seemed to be an extra tattoo on Himemura Maran's legs. It looked like two black snakes, but it was not certain, the distance was too far.

However, Carristo behind Xiao Fen was stunned and asked in a low voice: "Is that a dragon? I mean, is that an oriental dragon?"

Xiao Fen shook his head slightly. Before he could speak, Maran Himemura had already flashed into the wine house at high speed. His whole movement was as fast as a freeze-frame picture. He was outside the door in the last second, and had already raided into the room in the next second.

Unlike the way he held the Taidao with his back hands just now, this time, Maran Himemura was holding two Taidao in both hands, with a stern light. On the spine of the long knife, there were two slender shadows constantly swimming. In this stunning environment, these two Taidao seemed to come alive, with the desire to devour everything, pounced towards Xiao Fen in front of him.

Xiao Fen has too many means to deal with such an attack. Whether it is the magic circle, its own attributes, or taking out weapons to fight, it is enough to bombard this somewhat crazy woman again. However, at this time, Xiao Fen did not want to expose his strength too early. The big guys who were secretly observing here were also observing Xiao Fen.

Things like trump cards lose their meaning once they are opened, and they are the case for everyone.

Before Xiao Fen could make new considerations, the hurry beside him had suddenly rushed out, and in a blink of an eye it was already blocking between Xiao Fen and Maran Himura. The hell girl was very thin. However, the two muskets in her hand were enough to prevent Maran Himura Himura from attacking.

Xiao Fen was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look at Lekaon, who shrugged at him. Hannibal ran to Xiao Fen in a flattering manner and shook his head. He could transfer the two weapons from Lekaon to hurriedly collecting them. No other life could do it except Hannibal.

"If I were you, I would stand as far as possible."

Hurry suddenly made a sound. This was the first time she had spoken in front of everyone after coming to this trial world. Even at this time, the two swords in Himemura Maran's hand had cut through the hurried clothes and pressed against the hell girl's chest. Hurry still said in a very calm tone: "Don't try to challenge my patience, nor do you try to challenge my determination."

She used standard English for these words. With Maran Himemura's foreign language proficiency, she probably couldn't understand what the Hell girl said. However, she did not ask the kimono girl in front of her to understand what she meant. Her actions already represent everything.

Maran Himura looked at the two muskets in his hurried hands. After a moment of quietness, she suddenly withdrew her swords. She crossed her hands and put them back into the left and right scabbards. Then, she bowed slightly to Xiao Fen and said, "Mr. Yoshinosuke is very concerned about your arrival. If possible, I hope you can meet with Mr. Yoshinosuke as soon as possible, which can dispel the misunderstandings between both parties as much as possible."

Xiao Fen smiled slightly, waved his hand casually, signaling Maran Himemura to leave as if he was sending a beggar.

Looking at Xiao Fen's contemptuous action, Maran Himemura lowered her hands and held her swords tightly. However, after a glance at the haste of checking the musket repeatedly, the girl in the kimono finally just breathed a long sigh and said, "We will meet again."

After saying that, she bowed slightly again, then turned around and left with great pride.

With the departure of the local tyrants and the sea aid team, the local tyrants, it seems that the gangsters who divided the Honkōji Temple today became a little listless. Although there were frictions inside, overall, there were only one guards of the Oling, and two forces belonging to the shogunate, which caused a subtle change in the balance of strength at this time.

However, this change quickly adjusted again. Not long after Himemura Maran left, a somewhat low voice came from outside: "See everyone who returns to the group, your stage should not be here, and Kojiro should also understand this truth. Just like that, leave here. You still have a lot of things."

This time the owner of the voice did not even show up, but when they saw the people returning to the group seemed to be very familiar with the voice and had a sense of awe. They did not make any arguments at all, so they inserted the knife back, looked around with a arrogant attitude, wrapped their hands in the wide sleeves of the robe, and turned around and left at the same time.

Before the competition entered a white-hot process, it was developing in a direction of silence. Anyone who had it would be a little discouraged. But Xiao Fen did not think so, and his interest became higher and higher. The Yuling Guards broke away from the Xinzhu Group. According to the rules of the Xinzhu Group, those who left without authorization would be regarded as traitors and must be chased to the end.

Therefore, there is an endless relationship between the Yuling Guards and the Xinzhu Group. Now the wine is in the middle and there is only these two armed forces left to confront each other. Xiao Fen is very interested in seeing how the confrontation will end in the end.

As for whether there will be a large number of blood and casualties, Xiao Fen is not so concerned about this kind of thing. Do two hooligans need passers-by to worry about their safety when fighting? Obviously there is no need.

However, Xiao Fen's interest is destined to be broken, or in other words, some things are destined to not happen ahead of time. Although some people need chaos, what they need is chaos that can be controlled, rather than being mixed up by Xiao Fen like this. Suddenly, it may eventually turn into uncontrollable chaos.

When the low voice disappeared, a Fusang man in a suit walked in. Compared with the relatively tall Fusang samurai, this Fusang man was a real "Fusang man". Although his height of less than 1.6 meters seemed to try his best to make him look more dignified, his height eventually made him look at others and look up.

"You are in front of the Emperor, just like this, and you have lost all the glory of the Great Fusang!"

This short Fusang man spoke in a nearly hoarse tone as soon as he came up, as if using such an attitude would make everyone here convinced. But frankly speaking, such an attitude would not convince two hooligans who could become popular at any time, unless they speak with their strength. Of course, strength itself cannot speak, but will only be seen, such as being seen by Xiao Fen.

Compared with this short man's clamoring like a bluff, his strength really surprised Xiao Fen. Level 8, the light on a short man was not comparable to those warriors who saw him return to the group. Being able to have such strength, even without bluffing, even ordinary words were enough to make those Fusang warriors bow their heads. However, this short Fusang man's performance was so exaggerated that it obviously had a performance element in it.

Who are you showing the performance?

Obviously, it was not for the samurai of Fusang, but for Xiao Fen and others. What goal did this short Fusang man want to achieve through this method? Let Xiao Fen despise him? So, why did he achieve such a goal?

All this mixed together gave Xiao Fen more information.

The local tyrant represented by Maran Himemura, the shogunate power represented by the low voice just now, and the royal power represented by this short man, it seems that all the forces that secretly influence Kyoto have appeared or shown themselves. However, Xiao Fen believes that this is not all, at least one force has not appeared. If this force also appears one day, it is truly complete.

However, now, Xiao Fen could no longer see the fourth party appear. Under the order of the short man, the Xinzhu team and the Yuling Guards each took back their swords, without any farewell, and left one after another. Only the messy tables and chairs on the ground proved that they were once so tense that they were almost taking action.

Xiao Fen turned his head and looked at Lekaon and asked, "Do you have any extra money?"

Lekaon shrugged, took out another golden franc and threw it into the hands of the boss Jiuju who was about to cry without tears. This made the boss Jiuju's face regain some blood.

Seeing Xiao Fen's performance, the short man came over and looked at Xiao Fen. After a while, he said, "You almost turned this place into a blood pool hell today. Boy, where did you come from?"

Xiao Fen smiled slightly, stood up, and said, "I am not the one who turned this place into a blood pool hell."

After a pause, Xiao Fen looked at the short man with a gloomy face, and then said: "I want to give you another word, the thief will not die, and he will continue to bleed."

The Fusang man seems to have never met an ordinary person who dares to talk to him like this. The performances just now do not guarantee that he has a good cultivation. In fact, if he has not undergone special adjustments, such as those of the awakened person, the higher his strength, the narrower his mind. This is the truth.

This Fusang man obviously had this kind of thought. His more condescending look and even contempt towards Xiao Fen was enough to make this Fusang man unable to contain his anger.

However, six muskets suddenly appeared around the head, which was enough to cool down the Fusang man again.

"I am the main cave of Daqiu Yumen. How dare you hurt me?"

When Xiao Fen heard the Fusang man tell his home, he smiled slightly, took his body, and whispered in the ear of the Fusang man of royal blood: "You have such ability, but you can't protect Emperor Xiaoming. Don't you think you should have a caesarean section?"
Chapter completed!
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