Zheng Long is now the Daimyo Iijima Ryuyan, and the group of samurai he collected really has no ethics at all, which is equivalent to a good splash.

What will it be like to have a serious official identity, you can figure it out by referring to Gao Yu and Gao Daren.

Even though Zheng Long repeatedly asked not to harass other merchants in Hirado Town, these pimpies are used to stealing chickens and dogs on weekdays, and now their status has skyrocketed, and there is no wonder that there is no little Jiujiu in their hearts.

What's more, those Yan State soldiers with firearms were watching from both sides of the street, causing trouble, and no one dared to speak!

These playful mentality is probably similar to that of the Imperial Association Army in later generations, with a master holding a firecracker, even if Lord Iijima Ryuyan repeatedly asked, there are still people who want to try the benefits of the new identity.

A merchant who runs a cloth business, the owner is a Japanese national, it is said that he has a close relationship with a retainer of the previous Matsuura family, and he is quite proud in Hirado Town, but now the Matsuura family has disappeared in half a day, and he has not changed his mentality from the original relation, and he does not know how to close the door quickly, and he is low-key.

The shop of his house happened to be next to a pirate shop, and when the samurai who had just been recruited seized the pirate shop, they deliberately collided, touching the cloth of the shop next door and scattering it in the muddy water on the street!

The boss howled in distress, not caring that these ronins in front of him had become the new samurai of Hirado Castle, and ran directly to the street, while beckoning his mother-in-law to hurry up and carry the cloth, while cursing the guy who touched the cloth very quickly!

The samurai stood giggling and watching, while the soldiers of the B-shaped battalion stood aside with cold faces.

The team leader is called Wang San, Wang San only thinks that this Japanese people really want money and don't want to die, if it is in the Great Yan Kingdom, ordinary merchants and ordinary people encounter such things, I am afraid that they will think that they are unlucky, and they will be more sleek, and they will take the initiative to take out some scattered silver coins and give them to the officials and officials who are deliberately looking for fault to drink tea.

After all, on this street, a lot of people were just captured and their heads were cut off directly at the entrance of the street.

The blood stains on the swords in the arms of those so-called samurai are not yet dry!

It's just that the Yizi battalion does not mix with the affairs between the Japanese people, and they appear here because someone takes the initiative to make mistakes.

The comrades beside him looked at Wang San with inquiring eyes, Wang San shook his head covertly, signaling to continue waiting, some cloth was stained with muddy water, but it was not a sin.

The owner's words are clear, since those ronins have become samurai and are Zheng Long's subordinates, they should naturally get some benefits.

A sharp cry came from the crowd, but it was the heavy cloth, and the merchant and his mother-in-law carried it together, and it was also extremely difficult, the mother-in-law was not very old, and her strength was weak, so she could only hold one end with both hands, and desperately lift it to her chest, but Leng Buding was touched on the ass from behind, and suddenly screamed!

The soldiers of the B-shaped battalion couldn't help but take the initiative to move, but they were stopped by Wang San again.

The proprietor has explained, we don't care about the affairs between the Japanese people...... Unless someone asks for it.

The samurai burst into a loud laugh, as if everyone had touched the one just now.

The merchant's mother-in-law screamed, and her hands and feet were confused in fright, and the cloth that she had managed to lift fell to the ground again, causing her husband to curse.

The merchant didn't know where he was from the Wa Kingdom, and he didn't speak as fast as he could, and he scolded all over the place, just saying that those samurai were lucky, so they forgot their previous friendship, and scolded their mother-in-law for being ignorant, and touching two handfuls of meat would not be missing, and the cloth was dirty, but the loss was heavy!

When the samurai saw that things were getting more and more interesting, they immediately didn't care about raiding the pirates' shop, so they surrounded the cloth shop owner and his mother-in-law and laughed, but no one did anything more, but only scolded the merchants who spoke very quickly, and as a result, a group of people scolded him for not being a single person, and he was also a talent.

At this time, a maid from the Tang family's shop next to her hurriedly ran out, she was very familiar with the cloth merchant's mother-in-law on weekdays, and she was called a close friend in the boudoir.

Wang San, who had been watching the excitement from the sidelines, narrowed his eyes when he was almost forgotten.

Although the maid of the Tang family and the mother-in-law of the cloth merchant were of the same age, they were half a head taller than each other, and the two stood together, like white swans and ugly ducklings, which instantly attracted the attention of men.

Holding the cloth merchant woman in her arms and comforting her, the maid of the Tang family had planned to take the poor Japanese woman back to her shop, and in her mind, the safest place in Hirado Town at this time must be the shop of the Tang family where she was.

This idea is correct, but the little girl doesn't understand that some people who are lucky enough to suddenly achieve a leap in life will need a long time to adapt to their new identity, so as to master the attention required by the new identity!

The guy who just took advantage of the chaos to touch the butt of the cloth merchant's mother-in-law, couldn't bear to repeat the old trick, and scratched the waist of the Tang family's maidservant again!

Looking at the frightened flower branches and screaming out loud, everyone burst into laughter again!

Bang!

A dull roar blasted through the streets of Hirado like thunder from the sky on a sweltering summer afternoon!

Everyone seemed to have pressed the pause button, as if they had been cast a fixation spell, and they were stunned one by one!

"All of them, bayonets, fence Lao Tzu!"

The squad of the B-shaped battalion, which had been hiding from the side and watching the play, moved quickly, and in a few breaths, the ten-person squad surrounded those samurai with bayonets on their firearms!

At the other end of the street, a piercing bamboo whistle was blown, and another team rushed to it!

The samurai who were pointed at by the bayonets instantly fell into terror, how terrifying this weapon called the fire gun was, they had all seen it!

"My lord, we are samurai of the Iijima family, if we offend you, please point it out, and we will apologize!"

The samurai who took the lead wanted to come forward to explain, but found that these Yan soldiers didn't understand what they were talking about at all, and stumbled again in broken Chinese, and those Yan soldiers with indifferent faces still didn't react, and the triangular bayonets with blood grooves made him dare not take a step closer!

The maidservant of the Tang family was also taken aback, and thought that she had caused a big disaster, she had just been taken advantage of by someone in the chaos, and she dared to scold violently, but now she was in a hurry to shed tears.

The manager of the Tang family's shop, seeing this, hurriedly rushed out of the shop, wanting to intercede with Wang San, so as to let our own people go!

Wang San put away the fire gun in his hand, and his eyes were shining: "Who just now disturbed this girl with unclean hands and feet, stand up!" ”

The warriors looked at each other, and Wang San was referring to the maidservant girl in the Tang family's shop!

The bastard with the cheap hand was pushed out by his companion, and Wang San bared his teeth at him and smiled: "That hand touched it?" Chop it down and feed it to the dogs! ”

"My lord, we are the samurai of the Iijima family, and you are not qualified to punish us! Besides, Mitsui-kun was just a joke and didn't deserve such a severe punishment! ”