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Chapter 137 We are swordsmen after all [End of this volume]

Inside the Qinghei stronghold, the ronin brought the two gangsters who were tightly tied up here.

"It's a good deal. Send them to the Yamen, and Chou Yin will be completely ruined." "Yo Xi!" Forbearing Seibei couldn't help but slap his thigh. "Well... the young master is negotiating reconciliation with Haizhiji..."

"Idiot! Chou Yin is already in a certain death situation. Originally, Unosuke was seriously injured and I didn't want to negotiate with him, but, forget it, this is fine, but it is more cost-effective to win without bloodshed." Kiyobei ​​scolded his subordinates and couldn't help it.

Fantasy way.

Ah Ling opened the door, carrying a small satin bag, took one of Ronin's hands, and pressed the bag into his hand. Ronin weighed it, at least thirty taels of gold, and then stuffed it into his arms with satisfaction.

Ah Ling smiled and said, "Are you feeling depressed? Let's pick a girl to play with. There are some good ones."

Ronin chuckled and said, "I won't be fooled, so as not to be plotted by you, I still want to take the money and live happily for a few years." A Ling's expression changed: "Hero, you..." "Okay, okay, don't let Chou Yin get involved.

They robbed it again. It's best to lock it in the warehouse. I'll take my leave now."

If Qing Bingwei was allowed to send people to quietly send the two gangsters who were ordered by Chou Yin to kill the officials to the government, Chou Yin would indeed be doomed.

But Ronin's plan was not to let Seibei's family dominate, so he just came out of Seibei's place, turned around and walked into Chouyin's inn, swaggeringly sat down in the middle of the stairs in the store, and looked at everyone who showed vigilance.

The gangster shouted: "Where's Chou Yin? I want to see Chou Yin."

"Chief! Chief!" "What's the matter?" Chou Yin, who was looking after Unosuke, walked downstairs angrily and saw Ronin sitting there carefree. He immediately said fiercely: "You go away, I don't want any thugs, sixty

Two are gone.”

Ronin curled his lips: "Haha... Zhuba let it slip. You are mean to others and you will suffer the consequences." "What, what..." "He was drunk and said he only had two silver dollars." "Asshole, where are they!" "

They were captured by Qinghei's men, and I saw them being imprisoned in a warehouse."

Chou Yin was shocked and sat down on the stairs. Ronin looked at Chou Yin amusedly, stretched out his hand and said: "You can't hear the news in vain, I saved your life." Chou Yin took a few breaths, and then took out his silk bag.

Throwing it into Ronin's arms, he looked at Ronin fiercely and said, "You can take the gold inside as you like, but you must become my thug immediately!"

The ronin took out thirty taels and threw them in front of Chou Yin's eyes, "That's enough, let's talk about it as a thug." After saying that, Shi Shiran walked out of the inn without paying attention to Chou Yin's reaction.

Because Unosuke was blinded in one eye by Sorayama Kazuha, there is no longer a scene in the original movie where Seibei's son is kidnapped. At this time, Seibei is a sure winner with the hostage in hand. It depends on how Chouyin handles it.

Returning to the old man's tavern, the ronin excitedly slapped the sixty taels of gold on the table and said proudly: "Old man, serve the best wine and cook the best dishes. From today on, Master Kongshan's share will be taken.

I'll treat!"

"Humph, I won't accept the money I earned from being a thug." The old man glanced at Ronin with disgust and curled his lips. "You!" Ronin suddenly lost all his energy, but there was nothing he could do. "Tell me about your plan and implement it."

How is the situation?" Kazuyo Sorayama suddenly asked.

The ronin grinned at Sorayama Kazuha and said, "Haha! It's done! This time Chouyin has been forced to a dead end. If there is no war, he will definitely die. Qinghei will not let go of this opportunity."

"Oh?" "That's right, Lord Sorayama..." Ronin talked eloquently, bragging about the whole thing to Sorayama Kazuha. The old man also stopped what he was doing and sat aside to listen quietly.

"That's it, I earned thirty taels each from them without any effort." After the Ronin finished speaking, he said to the old man: "Look, I'm not one of their thugs. Can you give me a drink this time?"

."

The old man did not refute this time, but put the golden judge on the table into Ronin's arms again, and said somewhat solemnly: "This time, I will treat you to a drink." Ronin touched his hair, and was very uncomfortable with the change in the old man's attitude.

, I wanted to say something, but finally I opened my mouth but still didn’t say anything...

"When do you think they will fight?" The old man poured wine for Ronin and Sorayama Kazuha, and sat next to them and asked. "Who knows, maybe tomorrow, maybe tonight!"

It was late at night, the whole town was very quiet, and the same was true in the store. The only sound was the crackling of wood burning in the stove.

Suddenly, Kazuyo Sorayama sat up, tilted his head and listened carefully. When the ronin heard Kazuyo Sorayama's movements, he also opened his eyes, grabbed the blade and sat up from the couch: "Have you started yet?!" Kazuyo Sorayama nodded.

, said softly: "It's Chou Yin, there are... 22 people in total. Listening to the footsteps, they seem to be carrying heavy objects."

The ronin walked to the window, raised a gap, and looked out with squinted eyes. Chouyin and Haizhiji walked in the front, followed by dark men, each holding a wooden bucket, and water splashed out from it.

trace.

"It's wine!" Ronin turned around, gestured with his hands, and made a gesture of drinking towards Kazuyo Sorayama.

Soon, Chou Yin and others had arrived outside the gate of Qingbingwei's stronghold. With an order, all his men poured the strong liquor in the barrel into the stronghold. Haizhiji took out the fire stick, lit the torch in his hand and was about to throw it out.

A large group of hooligans rushed out of the stronghold. Qing Bingwei walked at the end and laughed loudly: "Chou Yin, you are waiting for me! Kill him and you will be rewarded with fifty taels of gold!"

Both sides drew their swords at the same time and roared: "Kill"! A fierce battle to determine the ownership of the town was inevitable.

In the tavern, the old man stood next to Ronin and watched the melee without saying a word. Not long after, one more person peeked at the fight. The owner of the coffin shop slipped over from next door at some point. Only Kazuyo Sorayama remained.

Sitting quietly on the couch, his ears were enough.

Haizhiyoshi used his last breath, roared and rushed through the swordsman. Although he was hit by dozens of knives, he still managed to ignite Qingbei's stronghold with the torch in his hand. The wooden building that had been soaked with wine instantly burst into flames.

A raging fire.

Qing Bingwei's eyes were about to burst. He raised his knife and struck hard on Haizhiji's body. He chopped it into pieces and was still angry. He picked up Haizhiji's huge head and threw it into the fire. He shouted crazily: "Chou Yin, Ding."

I will cut you into pieces!"

At this time, Chou Yin was already at the end of his strength, and he did not have the upper hand in terms of numbers. Unosuke, whom he relied on the most, was seriously injured in bed. Today, he had no choice but to commit suicide and was ambushed by Qing Bingwei. It can be said that he knew that the situation was over.

He coughed out a mouthful of blood, his hair disheveled like a devil, "Qing Bingwei! I will wait for you below, I..." With a puff, Chou Yin's head rose into the sky, but a gangster detoured and stabbed him in the back.

, a generation of gangster leaders were killed.

The sound of killing became smaller and smaller, and finally became silent. Chou Yin's side was dead, and Qing Bingwei's men were less than ten, and almost all of them were injured. No matter how dry the land is, it can't absorb so much blood in a short time.

, blood puddles of different sizes were formed on the ground, and the fire reflected the stumps and ferocious corpses all over the ground, making it look like Shura Hell.

"Hehe, hehehe, hahahaha!" Qing Bingwei looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, "How dare you betray me! Chou Yin, you deserve to die! Everyone, there is no need to put out the fire, follow me to Chou Yin's place, I will kill him to death, everything is mine

From the Qing soldiers!"

Seibei led everyone into Chou Yin's inn, dragged out Unosuke who was struggling and howling, covering his injured eyes, and hacked him to death. He also drove out all the female relatives, and the gangsters swarmed up and wanted to rape and humiliate him in the street.

The ronin straightened his clothes, inserted his large and small swords, and walked out of the store without saying a word. Sorayama Kazuyo thought for a while, put on his straw sandals, stretched, and after a series of crisp sounds, his laziness swept away.

, the whole person seemed to be a sharp blade that had been wiped clean, and he picked up the gorgeous Thousand Sons and walked away with the Ronin.

At this time, Qingbingwei was shouting arrogantly: "The women here are all yours, follow me Qingbingwei, money, women, wine, everything... Uh, stop him!"

Seibei looked nervously at Ronin holding the sword in his left hand, bending down and running towards him, killing Chou Yin's morale. He didn't take Ronin seriously at all.

Sanjuro Ronin adjusted his momentum, breathing, and pace while running. When he ran to the first gangster, his physical condition had reached its peak! How could those injured gangsters be his opponents? He almost raised his sword,

He was instantly killed. In a few breaths, he was already in front of Kiyobei.

"Stop, I have money, I can give it to you..." Before he could finish, Ronin bent his knees and jumped up like a frog, slashing down with his sword. From Kiyobei's forehead to his chin, a bloodstain appeared, Kiyobei

He opened his mouth, but no sound came out, and he refused to close his eyes. Until his death, he did not know why the ronin wanted to kill him.

"Dad! I'm going to kill you!" Seibei's son's eyes were red, and he roared and stabbed Ronin. Ronin sidestepped, and with a wave of his hand, the blade grazed the young man's throat, and Seibei's son threw it away.

He dropped the knife, ran a few steps and fell to the ground.

The female leader A Ling threw herself on her son's body and cried bitterly. Then she decisively pulled out a dagger and was about to fight the ronin. Sanjuro knocked A Ling's dagger away with the back of the knife, sheathed the knife, and sighed: "Let's go.

Leave town and I won’t use my sword against women.”

As if A Ling couldn't hear any sound, she picked up the dagger again and pounced on it again. The knife was knocked away by the ronin again without any suspense.

Ah Ling continued to pick up the knife, but this time she did not rush over, but pointed the knife at her neck sadly, "Ronin, you win, haha, you win, hahaha..." "Wait!"

Sanjuro was startled, and it was too late to stop her. A-Ling used both hands hard, and with a pop, the half-foot-long dagger penetrated her neck from front to back. A-Ling stared at her with a look of extreme hatred until her death.

Ronin.

At this point, all the gangsters in the town were dead, but Ronin didn't feel any joy. He didn't even know whether what he did was right or not.

Kazuyo Sorayama has been watching from a distance, neither taking action nor blocking him. He walked over slowly, his hoarse voice completely lost the laziness of the past, "Killing is not as comfortable as drinking, and blood is not as delicious as wine."

people."

"Lord Sorayama, am I wrong?" Sanjuro whispered. Sorayama Kazuyo shook his head and did not answer directly, but asked: "What will you do if you encounter this situation again?" Ronin was silent for a while,

He looked up at the town and then at the dead bodies on the ground: "Maybe I will hide away, the further away the better..."

Sorayama Kazuyo stood side by side with Ronin and said quietly towards the faintly revealing sunset: "If you can't hide, you can hide once or twice, but one day you won't hide again, because the sword in your heart will not allow you to hide.

Hide. We are swordsmen after all..."

The world of "Yojimbo" is over.


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