"Matsui, come here." In the sedan, Oda Heizo lifted the curtain and waved to the samurai who had just ordered him.
The samurai hurriedly approached, and was immediately grabbed by Oda Heizo's collar and pulled over.
"Where's your subordinate Tongxin! He knew that the samurai was coming here, why didn't he send Tongxin to follow him? Do you still want to do this?"
Oda Heizo opened his mouth and shouted at the samurai Matsui, spraying saliva on Matsui's face, with a strong bad breath, which made Matsui almost nauseous, but he did not dare to show any signs of it.
Oda Heizo hated people saying he had bad breath most in his life.
Under his rule, you might be able to get forgiveness from him if you do something wrong, but anyone who says he has bad breath or shows disgust with his bad breath will definitely die without exception.
"Sir, my lord, my subordinates sent the colleagues to Zhuuchi Dojo to check the situation, and told them to come over immediately after seeing the scene. They should still be on the way now, yes, still on the way."
Matsui explained stumblingly, cursing in his heart, who knew that powerful samurai who appeared out of nowhere could be so cruel?
In half an hour, a well-known Kamikaze style dojo in Koriyama Castle was wiped out. Matsui had never heard of many powerful samurai with such strength.
There was also the sympathy of his subordinates, which made Matsui feel even more aggrieved.
Tongxin is equivalent to the policeman in Zhou Ming's previous life, the grassroots among law enforcement officers, and is affiliated with the enforcement office, which is the police station of this era.
Above the unity is Yu Li, who manages the operation of each department of the practice. Above Yu Li is Fen Xing, the boss of the entire practice.
Matsui's role is equivalent to the police chief, directly subordinate to Oda Heizang, and is in charge of the security of the entire Koriyama Castle.
It sounds very majestic, but in fact, the population under Oda Heizang's rule was more than 100,000, but Tongxin only had 300 people! His strength was less than 50 people!
Sprinkling hundreds of people into a hundred thousand people is like a drop of ink dripping into a lake.
The few people under Matsui were too busy to deal with the many tedious daily affairs in Koriyama City. How could it be so easy to transfer them wherever they asked?
Looking at Oda Heizou's bloody mouth so close at hand, and the stench rising straight up into the sky, Matsui felt unspeakably aggrieved.
Before following Oda Heizo, Matsui was a wandering samurai with strong martial arts skills. Although his life was not rich, he was free enough.
If anyone dares to point fingers at him, he can just draw his sword and fight. Cutting someone down or being cut down by someone is a vigorous and exciting battle.
However, later he fell in love with a woman and had a child, so he could no longer be the wandering warrior he was before.
Fortunately, with his good martial arts skills, he was spotted by Oda Heizo and became his bodyguard. After working hard step by step, he finally got his current position.
But sometimes, when he wakes up from a dream in the middle of the night and looks at himself in the bronze mirror, he sometimes feels a bit strange.
When did the self in the mirror look like this?
Kneeling and servile, is this still him? Is he still the unruly wandering warrior he once was?
"Perhaps the greatest growth a person can achieve is to learn to bow his head for what he values..."
Matsui smiled bitterly in his heart and decided to endure Oda Heizo's scolding as always.
However, at this time, Oda Heizo suddenly got stuck.
Matsui saw Oda Heizo with his mouth wide open like this, and his eyes were full of surprise as he looked behind him.
Fortunately, at this time, Oda Heizo's hand on Matsui's collar loosened, allowing Matsui to turn around and look behind him.
He saw a man.
He is a tall, imposing man. He looks young, but he has a free and easy demeanor and an extraordinary bearing.
"Are you looking for me?" The man came closer and asked.
Matsui's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately matched the characteristics of the person in front of him with the samurai he knew he was looking for, and determined the identity of the person in front of him.
This is the powerful warrior they are looking for!
At this time, because of the approach of this samurai, the samurai guarding Oda Heizou stretched out their hands to stop him.
Matsui's heart tightened and he shouted quickly: "No!"
Then, he only felt a blur in front of his eyes. The mysterious warrior was like a ghostly ghost. In a flash, he passed through the many warriors in front and appeared within three steps of him!
"ah!"
Matsui took a step back in shock, suddenly thinking that Oda Heizo was behind him, he quickly stopped, but his body lost his balance and fell backwards involuntarily.
At this time, a hand suddenly reached out, grabbed his shoulder and supported him, preventing the tragedy of Oda Heizou from happening.
Then, the hand pushed him aside, and the owner of the hand, the mysterious samurai, changed from being face to face with Matsui to being face to face with Oda Heizo.
"Are you Oda Heizo? My name is Zhou Ming." said the mysterious samurai.
"Ah, ah." Zhou Ming was obviously just standing there calmly, but there seemed to be an inexplicable powerful momentum that oppressed Oda Heizou, a high-ranking daimyo, to the point where he could not speak even though he opened his mouth.
It was not easy for Oda Heizo to get out of this embarrassment.
"Samurai, powerful warrior!" Oda Heizo said excitedly, "Why are you here?"
"The World's Best Samurai Conference." Zhou Ming smiled lightly, "I heard that to participate in this conference, you need help from a daimyo to register."
Oda Heizo has already thought about what Zhou Ming will say. With power, money, and fame, he can offer enough attractive conditions to recruit him to his army.
But he never expected that Zhou Ming would make this request so directly.
For a moment, Oda Heizo didn't know how to respond. He smiled and asked thoughtfully: "That's it? No other requirements?"
"You sign up for me, and I'll help you win first place. It's that simple."
As Zhou Ming spoke, he quietly took a few steps back and distanced himself from Oda Heizo.
There is no other reason than Oda Hei's mouth is too bad!
"This is not a problem of not brushing your teeth anymore, this is stinking worse than shit!"
Zhou Ming cursed in his heart and took a few steps back calmly to avoid Oda Heizo's tone from getting to him.
He is naturally shy and not good at words. He dare not speak out when encountering such uncivilized things. He can only give in and endure it silently.
But unfortunately, he wanted to avoid it, but the flowing water was ruthless, and the shit was intentional!
"Okay! Okay! Okay! With Zhou Jun's powerful force, he wants to show off his skills, make a blockbuster, and become famous all over the world!"
Oda Heizang threw out all the words he knew in one breath, opened his arms and was about to step forward and hug Zhou Ming.
He could also see that with the hand Zhou Ming had just revealed and his ghostly movement, he really wanted to kill him, but none of the warriors present could stop him.
In this case, why should he be timid? Why not simply let go and release his enthusiasm.
"Stop!" Seeing that Oda Heizo was about to pounce, Zhou Ming was so frightened that he quickly stretched out his hand to stop him.
"Just keep this distance. Yes, keep this distance. Just say what you have to say directly. You don't have to be so enthusiastic. I'm really not familiar with you."
Oda Heizo's outstretched arms stopped in mid-air, and the smile froze on his face, then disappeared little by little and became gloomy.
Matsui's expression on the side became frightened, and his hands swayed uncontrollably, as if he was electrocuted.
"You...are you saying that I have bad breath?"
"Hey, hey, don't talk nonsense. I never maliciously slander others, no matter how flawed that person is..."
"You...said my bad breath is very bad?"
"Then! You all heard it, he slandered me! He is slandering me!"
"How dare you say I have bad breath!"
Whoosh!
The Adamant knife lay across Oda Heizou's shoulder, and a few wind-blown hairs broke immediately when they hit the blade and fell with the wind.
"I said you have a big head and I want to fix it for you." Zhou Ming said calmly.
"Hehe, hehe." Oda Heizou's mouth twitched a few times, laughed dryly a few times, and suddenly became normal.
"I, I think my head is fine, no, it doesn't need to be repaired."
With the knife on his neck, he had to think twice about getting angry again. Although he had just come into contact with him, Oda Heizo knew that the master in front of him was not someone who would not dare to take action.
Matsui next to him was horrified when he saw it, his face changed wildly, and he was torn in his heart. He wanted to fulfill his duty as a guard, but he was afraid that if he screamed, Oda Heizo would be chopped down. He didn't show any signs and was derelict in his duty. He felt like he couldn't even breathe standing here.
is wrong.
"Don't you think about it? My knife is very fast."
"No, no, no, how can I trouble you with such a trivial matter!" Matsui finally saw the opportunity and hurriedly went up to smooth things over.
"Master Oda's hair will be taken care of by someone, so how can I use your sword? This is not, this is not..."
Matsui wanted to use a word to describe it, but due to his low cultural level, he couldn't say the word after mumbling for a long time.
"What a waste of natural resources." Zhou Ming kindly said for him.
"Yes, yes, yes! Sir, you are educated!" Matsui tried his best to apologize and said with a smile, "Highly educated and strong, even the sword is so beautiful. Sir, I declare that from now on you will be my only idol!"
"..." Zhou Ming: "What is your name?"
"My dear, Matsui Xiexin!" Matsui bowed deeply, "I will ask for your guidance in the future!"
"I think you look like a comedian." Zhou Ming complained and took back the knife.
I feel that the style of painting is somewhat abnormal due to the appearance of this Matsui Kyonobu.
"As I said before, you sign up for me and I will help you win first place. Happy cooperation."
Zhou Ming stretched out his hand.
Oda Heizang's expression changed continuously. Finally, he held Zhou Ming's hand with a smile on his face: "Zhou Jun, if you don't let me down, I will never let you down."
