Volume VIII 1096 Hyotaro's Murder Sword

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The atmosphere in the tavern suddenly became weird, Xiao Letian's new army has always been known for its iron army, and the generals who lead the new army are even more than a hundred steel knives that are not bent, you can see them bleeding but you can never see them crying.

But today, the general's cry was so miserable that all the people in the house were moved, and the two guards standing guard at the door subconsciously rushed in as if they were drawing their knives and hacking to death those who heard the general's cry.

But just now the general gave a death order, no matter what happened, they were not allowed to approach, and no one dared to disobey the military order.

Who would have thought that a man could cry like this, it was a kind of emotional release from the heart, as if the suppressed darkness was completely poured out at that moment.

But just when the guards outside the door couldn't listen to it, the tavern owner and the guys in the room had unusually calm expressions, and they knelt on the ground and looked at the general lightly, until the crying became weaker after more than ten minutes, and they said calmly.

"Is our time coming? yes, we should have died a long time ago, and it would be for nothing to live a few more years, and since you're here, take our lives......"

After speaking, the three of them took out their ribs from their sides and put them on the tatami mats, and asked lightly, "Shall we cut the belly?" or do you do it yourself......?

The eyes of the general on the opposite side suddenly lit up, and a murderous aura enveloped the three of them, "Hehe...... No one has dared to mention this nickname for many years, and only the three of you who have slipped through the net still dare to say it! Do you really have the heart to die?"

The general is none other than the Japanese soldier Taro who was given the surname Xiao by the prime minister! This tavern is not an ordinary tavern, this is the gambling parlor run by Evil Hachiro back then, and Hyotaro was here back then, and he was called the rotten gambler Hyotaro.

Reunited in the old place, the old acquaintances have different identities, Hyotaro is the general in the sword drawing team, and these three are the last three surviving thugs of the gambling house members that year.

Naha was bloodied overnight, and all of Yashiro's men joined the riot, some of them were killed on the battlefield, and some were executed by Ming Masashi in the post-war liquidation.

There were sixty or seventy hardcore thugs under him at the time, and after that purge, the three cripples were left behind, as well as this dilapidated house.

These three cripples were the friendliest to Hyotaro in the thug group at that time, and they often took care of them, so Hyotaro later let the three of them run the place and changed the gambling hall into a tavern, which can be regarded as repaying the three of them for their kindness to him back then.

The location of the tavern is not good, and the local neighbors all know the details of the three people, so no one is willing to take care of their business.

Three crippled, difficult to run a bad business tavern, Japan has no way back, no one in that cruel country will raise three waste, but in the Ryukyus they don't want to live well, the sins on their bodies are not so easy to forgive.

After Hyotaro settled the three of them, this was the first time to revisit the old place, the three of them looked at the bright general's star, looked at the straight waist of the general's dress, the bright yellow tassels, the flashing accessories, plus the iron-blooded temperament of Hyotaro after a hundred battles, all made these three people feel a strong coercion.

Shibei three days should be impressive, this is not Shibei three days, it has been three years!

The nobles don't step on the ground, and Hyotaro came here today, drinking and crying bitterly, how can this not make the three of them think of the worst ending?

The boss with the severed hand smiled bitterly, "Come here as you, and dress so solemnly...... I'm afraid it's going to make a break with you in the past, right? If the three of us die, the black history of your youth will forever become a rumor, and you will become a shining star under the prime minister!"

"Come on, I just beg you to give the three of us a good time!

"Okay!" Hyotaro yelled, "Since you have such an awareness, then it is up to me to end your hell!" As soon as the words fell, the chrysanthemum sword on Hyotaro's waist was already unsheathed, and he squatted on the tatami mat, and the snow bright knife light cut flat towards the top of the heads of the three people.

Although Hyotaro is not from a famous swordsmanship, Noheita has also taught him carefully in recent years. The ronin swordsman Noheita once said, "There are two kinds of swordsmanship, one is for cultivating the mind in the dojo, and the other is for killing people on the battlefield......!"

"However, you are the Prime Minister's sword drawing team, and you can practice killing on the battlefield...... When your Taidao has killed more than 100 people, you can practice the sword of killing without a master!"

The unjust soul on the sword of Hyotaro has already passed a hundred, and there are more than 20 people in the hundred people he killed on the European battlefield, and he has won countless battles with the Eight Banners several times, and the goal of 100 people has already passed.

This knife was full of wind and thunder, and with the cry of the ghosts and gods, it went straight to the heads of the three people! The three of them closed their eyes in despair, and even the two guards standing guard outside were a little unbearable.

Whoosh ...... The sword slashed the air and made a sound of breaking the sky, and at that moment, the three of them suddenly felt that time had stopped, space froze, and everything in the world had completely lost their chances.

"Is this death?no pain?no fear?no ......" The Severed Hand Shopkeeper suddenly opened his eyes, and he watched his hair fall from the blade of the Taidao, and there was not a trace of blood in the air.

The courage that was forcibly summoned was drained at this moment, and the three of them were as soft as mud on the tatami mats, "Why don't you kill us?" Yaga...... Do you know how long it took us to save up this courage to face death......?

Hyotaro watched the three of them cry bitterly, and suddenly laughed evilly, sweeping away the atmosphere that had just been strict, "Hahaha, excited or not? Exciting or not? Life is really full of surprises! Hahaha......"

At this time, the shopkeeper knew that Hyotaro was playing with them, and the three of them shouted angrily, "Why do you treat us like this? Why do you insult us? You can kill me, but you can't play with us like this......"

Hyotaro put away his laughter and asked puzzled, "Don't you know...... Didn't go out to see the notice last night?"

"What does that have to do with us, we're already dead...... Just listen to what Chinese people are shouting outside, what does it have to do with us what kind of orders they Han people make......"

Hyotaro sighed, "So you don't know anything, so you don't know about my knighthood?"

"Nani?" The eyes of the three old friends suddenly lit up, and their mouths were so long that they could fit two eggs.

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