Tokugawa Hideaki vs. Hayan Bhutan!

In Nagasaki, a city that has gradually been reduced to a large military camp, there is less and less fun (mainly because the salaries are spent), and the idle egg-sore masses are overjoyed to hear the news!

It's like Europeans love to watch pistol duels, although one side will always end up bloody, and the scene is so sad and terrifying. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

But it's fun to watch!

People all over the world like to watch the excitement!

"Ha, little man! Do you still want to fight against the Immortal Warriors? "Hayan Bhutan completely looked down on Tokugawa Hideaki who drew his samurai sword, and in terms of muscle and size, the Dongying people were at an overall disadvantage in the face of the steppe people.

But Tokugawa Hideaki did not flinch, at this moment he had forgotten the beautiful man on the other party's shoulder, and only what the master had said in his heart.

Draw your sword quickly!

Spike fast!

Swing your sword faster!

As long as there is speed, everything is not a problem!

"If you are willing to bow your head and admit your mistakes, I am willing to forgive you, bastard from the grassland......" Tokugawa Hideaki's voice was a little low, but the words he said were very high-key.

Hiding in the shadows, the Shinsengumi and Sakata are very excited, but it seems that this situation is out of control.

"Sakata-kun, will Team Leader Matsuda be in danger?"

"Danger? I didn't see that those two men were fighting for him, and they were going to face off, and there was a fart danger! ”

"That'...... What do we do next? ”

What else can you do? Watching the play......"

Just when the Shinsengumi was talking nonsense, Hayan Bhutan threw Karl aside with an unhappy face, and pulled out his scimitar from his waist to prepare to teach the little man in front of him a lesson.

"You've managed to me off, little man...... The Immortal Warriors will let you know what ...... is."

Before Hayan Bhutan finished speaking, he suddenly rushed towards Tokugawa Hideaki, and the scimitar swung over like a crescent moon.

Tokugawa Hideaki's speed is also not slow, the katana stabs stabbed instantly, and he completely gave up the plan to defend, and he actually wanted to die together!

The melon-eating crowd exclaimed in unison, as if they were going to see the samurai blood spilling on the long street in the next moment!

"It's noisy!"

A roar like a gong resounded throughout the audience, and then sewage fell from the sky and poured down on the three of them, and with a bang, a wooden basin was seen smashing on Tokugawa Hideaki's head.

"This, this is ......" Seeing that the clothes he rented were actually wet, Carl could expect that the deposit would be greatly reduced, and he could vaguely smell a sour smell.

"Ahhh Footwashing water!? At this time, Hayan Bhutan shouted and scolded, originally thought that there was going to be blood on the street, either you die or I die in a duel, why did the action movie scene instantly turn into a comedy?

The heroic samurai and steppe warriors were gone, and Tokugawa Hideaki, who had just wanted to perform his brilliant swordsmanship, had a big swollen head and a smell of footwashing water on his unconscious body.

Hayan Bhutan scolded for several minutes, and finally found the room where the footbath was thrown out just now, and rushed over with a knife in a menacing manner.

The door of the room over there was directly kicked open by him, and the screams of the hostess and the shouting and scolding of the man were instantly remembered inside, but it soon turned into a fist-to-flesh hit......

The people who eat melons shook their heads secretly, it seems that this family will definitely be killed by the fierce Batu people of Hayan Bhutan, and maybe they will have to play some fun in broad daylight.

It's just a surprise that Hayan Bhutan was actually thrown out of that side, as if it had a pre-programmed signal, and before Hayan Bhutan could shoot it, someone in the room rushed out violently and made a loud noise.

Through the rays of the sun, one could see a beautiful but fierce female thug in black, holding a huge rolling station in her hand and glaring at Hayan Bhutan, and the posture and terrifying body alone made everyone tremble.

"You bastard! Kicked the door of my house! Did you know that this is rented! ”

The sound like a lion's roar once again made the melon-eating crowd tremble, and the most feared of them was, of course, Sakata Dahe.

He looked at the female thug in black with a blank face, his mind was a mess, and he didn't think about why he saw each other here.

"How, how is it possible! Why is my wife here? ”

"Huh? You say Mrs. ...... Sakata-kun's wife, that is to say, the sword saint Sasaki Kojiro is here!? ”

"It should be, but it's not right! Didn't the two of them catch monkeys deep in the mountains? ”

"Let's talk about this question later, your master and wife seem to want to kill that steppe man!!"

Although it is said that the grassland people have something to do with the intelligence mission of the True Selection Group, it is a pity that no one (including Sakata Taihe) is willing to stand up at this time, and it is better to be an ostrich in the face of peerless beasts.

"Damn! Woman, what are you! ”

"you! Hurry up and lose money! ”

The five big and three rough female thugs didn't bother to reason with Hayan Bhutan at all, and besides, the steppe people who were beaten into pigs' heads were too ugly.

The first Buddha of Hayan Bhutanese was born in the sky, and the two Buddhas were out of the body, and the real person was not good, but unfortunately all of them were not big enough, and now everything is empty.

"Ask for money...... Is so much enough? ”

After taking the money bag from Hayan Bhutan, the female thug weighed it and became even more disdainful, "You still dare to mess around with such a little copper coin, don't you know how to write dead words!?" ”

"Wife, don't be so fierce, pay attention to quality, quality......" At this time, an elegant man came out of the room, but this one actually had a pack of extra-long katana on his back, which really made people wonder how to pull it out.

"It's not all your fault, huh! It's all your fault that you don't coax people! People want to cry, beat your chest, husband! Big Bad!! Pound your chest, you're so nasty! If you want to hug and hum, people will beat your head with small fists!! Big Bad Guy! Shoot you! ”

If this is a cute girl's tone and actions, maybe all the boys present are fascinated by the long river of love.

But, but—you husband and wife don't give people that kind of warmth at all!

The female thug in black is so much taller than her husband, and the appearance of hammering her chest is like she is desperately beating the enemy to death, is there really no problem?

Not to mention that he still has an iron fist in his head (and he doesn't wear it), his elbow kills his waist (and it doesn't break), and his husband who fights back with forty-nine plans doesn't fight back!

"Okay, so terrible, Matsuda-kun, how did you leave the division alive?"

"That's a long story......"

"yes, but isn't it true that Sasaki-sama won't be killed?"

"Don't worry about this, the master's special physique has always been able to withstand beatings, and someone has already come to stop this farce."