When the soldiers heard this, they naturally rushed forward desperately, and they were bound to carry Ling Feng away from here. After all, General Oki was waiting for them inside and couldn't delay. And right now, this Huaxia Grandmaster whimsically thinks that General Damu should come to see him in person, which is ridiculous!

Even if Ichiro Oki agreed, they didn't agree.

A group of people had all their strength, their expressions were very determined, and they had to drag Ling Feng away no matter what. However, no matter how many of them there were, no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't move Ling Feng in the slightest. The latter's body was as heavy as a huge mountain.

With a "bang", the crowd exploded and fell apart. They had just lifted Ling Feng up and threw it away, but in the end they couldn't bear the coercion, so they let go in embarrassment and rolled on the ground, instantly losing the majesty of a soldier.

He served as the leader of the Holy Emperor's Guard, and his official rank was not low, and he was a second lieutenant in the army. This officer naturally couldn't stand it, and he wanted to behave well under Ichiro Ohki's nose. He straightened his face, and then put on a straight face, and reached for a pistol from his waist.

"Sanye, you stand down!"

This officer's surname is Mino, his name is Takujin, and his home is in Mizusen Town, Yokohama City. Although in front of the Oki family, Sanye is nothing, but in the local area, it is quite a famous "famous family". Because of the Sanye family, there have been some famous samurai in history.

It's just that the later generations have declined, so the family can't prosper, and it slowly declines. Coupled with the advent of a new era, the samurai family is naturally lonely.

Takuma Mino looked up suddenly, and saw General Oki Ichiro pacing towards this side with a majestic face, stepping on the stone road with his footsteps "dangdang".

Behind Ichiro Ogi, there were two typical samurai of country R with dull expressions, with bare heads, and some hair on top of them, and they were also tied into whips. They carried not guns, but long knives, katanas.

Ling Feng could see it clearly, this crooked katana was so familiar. The killers who assassinated him were all brought with them, and they all had superb swordsmanship, quite the style of the samurai of country R during the war.

"General!"

Seeing that even the general was shocked, Officer Mino was quite apprehensive in his heart, and could only salute with an apologetic face. Although he mixed well in the Holy Emperor's Guard, the one in front of him was a real boss and he couldn't afford to provoke him.

Since Ichiro Oki had ordered so, Takuma Mino was no longer more serious, beckoned, and took a group of soldiers away. He was not worried about the safety of Ichiro Oki, because the two samurai who followed him were real masters.

In the era of the samurai's loneliness, those two were still outstanding, and they were not comparable to ordinary people.

If it is divided by the former samurai realm, those two adults are at least at the level of high-level samurai. Moreover, these two samurai were recruited by the Damu family, although they did not have any public titles, but in the Damu family, they were as light as they were.

The soldiers all left, and Ling Feng turned his gaze away, looking indifferently at the majestic figure standing in the middle, Ichiro Oki.

It was this one who gave the order to deal with Ling Feng. Moreover, the other party also ordered the leader of the dark forces in Hokkaido, Zuo Jiu, to fight the bald leader to encircle and suppress him, but Ling Feng didn't know about this matter. Otherwise, he wouldn't have stood here so calmly chatting with each other.

"The Oki family, one of the three major families under the command of the Holy Emperor of the R country, during the Meiji period, under the leadership of the first samurai of the R country, Takashi Oki, became the head of the family in one fell swoop, with unlimited scenery and power, one person under ten thousand people!"

"I wonder what kind of relationship Your Excellency has with Takashi Oki?"

Ling Feng was quite familiar with modern history, reciting it backwards like a stream, and his mouth was like a river, and he instantly told the details of the Damu family.

When it comes to Oki Takashi, Oki Ichiro's eyes are three more points of respect, even if it is a standing posture, it looks more imposing, "I didn't expect Master Ling Tian to know my Oki family so well, fluent R Chinese, it is also amazing, yes, the Daiki Tatsushi Samurai of Quanzhen Mountains and Rivers back then was my grandfather!"

"The ancestor of the Damu family, the myth of the entire prosperous world!"

Ichiro Oki has a very high opinion of his grandfather, and between his words, he is all admired. Those eyes, in particular, shimmered with a blinding light.

"Hehe!" Ling Feng smiled lightly, and then said as if unintentionally, "It's a pity, when his old man was defeated in the R country, he was directly sacrificed as a sacrifice, and your Holy Emperor His Majesty is still the 'myth' of the R country!"

The atmosphere of the scene was slightly stiff. Oki Ichiro was originally high, but there was a trace of annoyance in his current expression.

"Hugh is talking nonsense!"

"You know, that's glory!

"Glory?"

Ling Feng sneered in his heart, he didn't know what kind of character this Oki Ichiro was so loyal on the surface, but what kind of character he was in private! He felt that the Oki family might be carrying out some shady deeds in the dark.

"Hmph, a samurai can die, but bushido lives on!"

The so-called bushido is a spirit, a spirit that all samurai in country R believe in, and they are willing to sacrifice everything for the people or things they need to protect.

In that era when samurai were prevalent, dying for the sake of bushido was the supreme glory.

Ichiro Oki's words were sonorous and powerful, and his expression was solemn with a hint of respect, as if he was saluting the Holy Emperor, so loyal that the two samurai around him were full of pride and admiration. For the Damu family, more and more desperate.

"Why don't you tell General Oki what is bushido?"

Ling Feng's eyes were burning, but he wanted to hear this sanctimonious person's understanding of "Bushido".

"Bushido, that is, faith, from the big up, is His Majesty the Holy Emperor, from the small, it is about the dawn of life!"

"Even if the road is uneven, draw a sword to help, it can be called bushido! Of course, this spirit only exists in the hearts of decent samurai, and ordinary people cannot understand it!"

Speaking of this, Oki Ichiro glanced at Ling Feng with deep meaning.

"So, are your Oki family worthy of the samurai family?

"Naturally!"

"I kind of understand!" Ling Feng sighed and said this, his tone looking very helpless. Then, in those bright eyes, there was more sympathy, but also a taste of irony.

"That's good!"

"The so-called family, the so-called bushido, but that's it!"

"Huh?" Da Mu's expression froze, and the two beside him had already taken a step forward. In front of a high-ranking samurai like them, someone dared to insult the general, and they simply didn't know whether they were alive or dead.

People don't move, qi goes first. An extremely powerful warrior majesty spread out, completely enveloping Ling Feng in it. This aura is slightly heavy, giving people the feeling of walking thousands of miles and heavy footsteps.

"Presumptuous!"

The two of them were about to make a move, but Ling Feng was not afraid, but shouted righteously: "Oki Ichiro, since you are a member of the Oki family, and you have the blood of Oki Takashi in your body, why did you do such a shameless thing as stealing chickens and touching dogs?"

"Where my friend is, I think, you know very well, right?"

Ling Feng drank suddenly, his voice was not very loud, but it affected the flow of spiritual power. Like a muffled thunder, it exploded in the eardrums of the three people, making them tremble, and they were a little unsteady on their feet.

Ichiro Oki had the illusion that what was standing in front of him was not an ordinary grandmaster, but a top powerhouse who surpassed the two high-ranking samurai around him. What kind of realm is that? I'm afraid that only a samurai at the level of an old family can fight!

Thinking of this, his expression became solemn, and his heart was a little empty, like being seen through as a thief.

Even the two masters beside him couldn't help but take a small step back, staring at Ling Feng deadly, and the nerves in his body tensed. Although their faces still looked calm, cold sweat broke out on their backs.

Ling Feng approached step by step, without the slightest fear of Ichiro Oki's identity. The latter was so frightened by his extremely serious look that he trembled, and his whole body couldn't help but tremble.

"You, what do you want to do?"

"What do you say, a decent samurai descendant!"

This sentence was full of irony, and the two high-ranking samurai also felt a little ashamed when they heard it. When they caught Yi Tianyin, they were involved, and naturally knew who Ling Feng's friend was.

"Master Ling Tian, General Ben hopes you can stay calm!"

Ichiro Oki was somewhat flustered.

"I forgot to tell you a very important thing, I, a person, don't have much patience, let people go, and everyone is fine, otherwise, the consequences are not something you can bear!"

"General Ben also forgot to tell you one thing, no one has ever dared to threaten the members of our Damu family!"

"No one dares to say such a thing in front of this general, you are the first, and you will be the last, Master Ling Tian!" Thinking that Master Ling Tian in front of him was just a Chinese person, Oki Ichiro felt even more angry in his heart.

The entire Damu family blamed Huaxia for Damu's death!