I Was a Swordsman in Ancient Japan

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Mamiya stepped on his back foot and rushed straight towards Negishi.

--Oh shit!

Negishi Naozheng uttered all the dirty words in Japanese in his mind, and hurriedly threw the iron cannons in his hand aside, and grabbed at the few iron cannons that were all ready to go on the side of his left foot.

Although these iron cannons were placed within Negishi's reach, Mamiya would no longer give him time to pick up the iron cannons.

Puchi!

Just before Negishi Zhizheng's fingers were about to touch the iron cannons at his feet, the knife in Mamiya's hand pierced Negishi Zhizheng's chest and directly hit Negishi Zhizheng's vitals.

"Puff... puff..."

Negishi, who was spitting out blood, raised his head with difficulty, and looked at his Gamiya who was watching his life fade away with indifferent eyes.

"Where did the projectile I shot just now...?"

Hearing this question from Negishi Naomasa, Mamiya said to Negishi Naomasa in a natural tone without thinking:

"Before it hit me, it was chopped to pieces by me."

"Chop, smash...?!" Negishi stared straight at Gamiya, full of panic at this moment, "You... are... a monster...?!"

"Compared to a real monster, I'm still far from it."

Mamiya seemed to remember someone, with a look of nostalgia on his face.

"As long as you know the trajectory of the projectile's flight, and then the speed of the knife is fast enough, you can easily split the projectile."

"Drawing out the sword... I just... obviously didn't hear the sound of drawing the sword... Puff... Puff..."

Before he could finish speaking, Negishi Naomasa, who had poured a lot of blood into his mouth, could no longer utter complete words, and could only utter some meaningless groans.

Mamiya turned the knife in his hand, separated Negishi Naozho's muscles that clamped his blade due to severe pain, and then slowly pulled the blade out of Negishi Naozheng's body.

Because of Mamiya's act of turning a knife in Negishi Naomasa's body,

As a result, Negishi Zhizheng suffered more damage in his body, and the wound became much larger, and more blood began to flow out along Negishi Zhizheng's wound.

Gamiya, who pulled the blade out of Negishi Naozao's body, took two steps back, silently watching Negishi Naozao fall to the ground and twitching, silently watching Negishi Naozao slowly lose any sound...

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at the same time--

In a room on the first floor of the base camp of the Negishi family.

"Finally... let me find you."

With a sullen face, Ogata walked towards the horse face who was cowering in the corner of the room, while slowly pulling out the sword at his waist.

"Hey!" Looking at Ogata who was walking towards him with a knife in hand, the tearful Ma Lian let out a miserable scream.

While searching for the horse face from room to room, Ogata was worried that the horse face might not be in the mansion just now, or just escaped in the chaos.

Ogata didn't expect - his luck was not bad.

I managed to find the horse face hiding in the corner in a room.

"Hey!" Ogata said to the still trembling horse's face in a very impatient tone, "Give me back my purse."

After finishing speaking, Ogata stretched out his left hand and waved towards the horse's face.

"Yes, yes! I will pay it back now! I will pay it back now!"

Ma Lian hastily took out a light blue brocade bag from his arms—it was Ogata's money bag.

After Ma Lian took out Ogata's purse, he hurriedly threw it towards Ogata as if throwing a ball of hot fire.

Ogata firmly caught the money bag thrown by the horse's face, and then weighed it in his hand.

"You guy, you probably didn't spend my money, did you?"

"No! Absolutely not!" Ma Lian shouted with snot and tears, "Since I took your money yesterday until now, I have been holding it in my arms and it's too late to spend it! I'm telling the truth! I'm not lying !"

"...Let's just take your word for it."

While talking, Ogata stuffed the purse back into his pocket, and—

The knife flashed.

Ogata used the "Dragon Tail" to sweep the horse face's neck from left to right.

The horse looked at the expressionless Ogata in front of him with a face full of shock, and then looked down at the neck that was continuously spurting blood.

He raised his hands to stop the blood, but the blood still spilled out from between his fingers.

Tried to shout something, but all that came out were meaningless "ho ho" sounds that didn't make words at all.

"I should have said it yesterday, right?"

Ogata wiped off the blood on the blade with the handkerchief he picked up just now, and said to the horse's face that was still breathing.

"If you don't return the money to me in time, Amaterasu won't be able to keep you when God comes."

After Ogata retracted the knife and put it back into its sheath, Ma Lian just passed away.

"All right……"

Ogata let out a long breath.

"The money has been brought back. Then... let's go and have a good talk with Jiangong..."

Ogata raised his head and looked at the stairs in the distance.

The question that Mamiya posed to him just now echoed again in Ogata's mind.

It is absolutely impossible to say that Ogata does not care about the question that Mamiya just raised.

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"Negishi Naomasa has confirmed the kill..."

Mamiya looked at Negishi Naomasa's corpse in front of him, and muttered softly.

"My next task...there is only one left...Huh?"

Mamiya suddenly heard loud footsteps outside the window.

Has the "Yakuza" reinforcements arrived? With this question in mind, Mamiya walked slowly to an open window not far away.

Looking down, the scene that appeared in front of Jiangong made Jiangong's face involuntarily appear astonished.

Outside the base camp of the Negishi family, groups of samurai wearing black special uniforms surrounded the mansion from all directions.

The special black uniforms on them have already exposed their identities—official servants reformed by Huo Fu Thief.

Mamiya also saw two familiar figures among this group of officials - Heizo Hasegawa and Cheng Imai.

"How did the official sent by Huofu Thief get here..." Jian Gong muttered.

After being silent for a while, Mamiya sighed softly.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter if he was arrested by the officials of Huofu Thief Reform, or by the Yuli and Tongxin of Tatsuno Fan."

After talking to himself like this, Mamiya took out a brown cylindrical object from his bosom.

There is also a lead wire left at the bottom of the cylindrical object.

There happened to be a stove specially used for warming fire in this room. Jiangong walked towards this stove, and after using the fire in this stove to ignite the fuse, Jiangong quickly returned to the room before the fuse burned to the end. Next to the window, and then point the cylindrical object in your hand to the sky.

After the fuse burns out——

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A red "shooting star" flew upward from the top of the cylinder, and then burst into a showy "flower" in the sky.