With forty-eight imperial tools, I just want to rely on myself

The moon is dim, and the stars no longer shine. The weather tonight is a bit bad.

The dark side hidden under the bustling Kyoto began to move again.

The night in Kyoto is very dangerous, especially for the samurai who served in the shogunate.

The aspirants of the Reformation, the "Executioner Draws a Sword," those who were persecuted and squeezed out of the "Respect the King and Eliminate the Barbarians" were hidden in the darkness of Kyoto. They tirelessly carried out the assassination called "Tianzhu".

The contest between the shogunate and the reformists in the dark of Kyoto has never stopped.

Therefore, in these days, people in Kyoto have gradually come to understand a truth, that is, stay at home at night and close doors and windows.

Ling Ze carried a bag and walked on the dim, uninhabited street. The bag in his hand was the money he had won from the casino.

The people in the casino didn't make things difficult for him, they just cleared all the chips for him, and let him leave easily.

This is a normal thing, after all, in their own casino, they will not do things that ruin their reputation.

Even if they really plan to attack Ling Ze, they will choose a remote and good place away from their own casino.

"Little blind man, do you think you can retreat completely after you play with us? Although you don't know what method you used to make money, but if you dare to use this method to win money from us, you must do well Prepare to repay with your life."

Five or six Rurouni warriors with knives blocked Ling Ze’s path forwards and backwards. They are professional thugs from the casino. It is not the first time to perform this kind of half-way robbery mission. Proficient in business.

Although Ling Ze's actions did not reveal any troubles, it was clear that the casino did not think so. They insisted that Ling Ze had used some shameful method to get out of the house.

Otherwise, there is no way to explain Ling Ze's performance. His absolutely confident gameplay, the luck of guessing right again and again, and the precise timing of leaving are all suspicious.

Of course, no matter what the facts are, as long as the casino determines that Ling Ze is a veteran, then his behavior is considered unsuspicious, even if everything he did can be explained, the casino can also fabricate some crimes and put it on him, as the so-called " If you want to add a crime, there is no reason to worry."

"Chang!"

The samurai who worked for the casino drew out their swords. Under the dim moonlight, they surrounded Ling Ze in the center of a path, and their blades reflected a slight light.

"Puff!"

Facing the casino warrior who rushed up with a knife, Ling Ze held the money bag in one hand, and knocked the stick knife [Xuelan] stuck on the ground with the other.

[Xuelan] The clasp of the scabbard was immediately opened successfully, and the bloodthirsty blade flashed, and the first casino warrior to pounce fell to the ground weakly.

"Zizzi."

Above the blade of [Xuelan], blood was flowing continuously, and finally all was immersed in the blood-red blade, making the demon sword even more evil.

"Damn it! This guy has something in his hand! Let's go together!"

Seeing Ling Ze beheading one of their companions in an instant, the remaining casino warriors all became nervous.

But they are not timid, after all, they have always lived a life of licking blood, and life and death have long been relatively indifferent.

After the leading samurai shouted, the remaining samurai rushed towards Ling Ze side by side, they wanted to defeat Ling Ze by their numbers.

Back and forth, the four samurai raised their swords and slashed towards Ling Ze. These desperate samurai, who were reduced to cutting people for the casino, were slightly stronger, but after all they were not beyond the scope of ordinary people. .

"Puff! Puff!"

Ling Ze's figure swayed like a ghost, and the blood-colored blade flashed past. Under the dim moonlight, a few dark red blades were drawn. The blood suddenly spattered, and the four samurai were almost indifferent. Fell to the ground.

Against these ordinary Drifter warriors, Ling Ze has an overwhelming advantage in all aspects.

"Zizzi!"

Putting [Xuelan] on a fallen corpse, Ling Ze let the demon knife greedy the blood of the sucker. This knife has been with him for so long, and today is the first time to drink blood wantonly. .

For these desperate warriors who worked for the casino, Ling Ze didn't have any psychological burden to kill, because these people came with the purpose of killing him.

This was Ling Ze's first real hands-on murder. Although he had done things that cut human hands and feet before, and truly killed a few living human beings, this was indeed his first.

Ling Ze didn't have any special feelings about this. The so-called fear and psychological discomfort of the first murder did not occur in him.

It may be that he has been accustomed to life and death for a long time, it may be that Gozzi's training is very good, or his strength is too far from these warriors, killing these warriors is like killing a chicken, not at all. Let him experience the tension and excitement of the first murder.

In short, after easily killing these five casino warriors, Ling Ze's emotions did not generate much waves.

With the idea of ​​not wasting any resources, Ling Ze calmly used [Xuelan] to absorb all the blood of the five people before leaving the scene of the crime.

Only five shriveled corpses remained there, looking very infiltrating.

By the early morning of the second day, these five terrifying and weird shriveled bodies were immediately discovered.

It is really a coincidence that the scene of the crime was found in Xinsengumi's jurisdiction, but this is actually reasonable. After all, Xinsengumi's jurisdiction is in relatively remote places.

The really prosperous downtown area has been preempted by the Jianhui group, and the thankless places have fallen into the hands of the Xinseng group.

"This...what is this?!"

Looking at the five shriveled corpses, Souji Okita, Saitoichi and Nagakura Shinhachi who had received the news were all stunned. Obviously, they didn't have any mental preparation for this kind of scene.

"Is it a monster?! A monster that sucks human blood?! Is there really that kind of creature?!"

An expression of excitement appeared on the face of Soji Okita, and he felt like he had opened the door to a new world.

"Are these people killed last night? Or were they thrown here after many days of being killed? Want to play mystery?"

Nagakura Shinpachi patted Souji Okita on the head irritably and stopped this guy's thinking from spreading.

The relationship between Nagakura Shinpachi and Okita Sochi is very good. He has always been taking care of Okita Sochi, just like his brother.

"They must first confirm their identity."

Saitoichi's expression was serious, and this kind of weird incident obviously made him feel very headed, and Kyoto is really becoming more and more disturbed.