Chapter 257 Qingdeng, are you attracting women again? Can you take a rest? [4200]
This Gangba has only two floors, upper and lower. The two floors are responsible for different functions, and the division of labor is clear. (Due to caching reasons, please visit the browser directly.\nCOM website to watch the fastest chapter updates)
The first floor is the "entertainment area" for drinking, listening to music and watching performances.
Normally, the private rooms on the first floor are full of prostitutes with prostitutes in one hand and wine glasses in the other, actors playing music, and entertainers performing belly dancing and other talents.
As for the second floor... it is the "gentle town" that makes people imagine.
After the guests have had enough fun on the first floor, they can lead the wandering girls into the room on the second floor, where they can explore the mysteries of the human body together during the long spring night.
When Qingdeng stepped on the last step, what spread out in front of him was a long and narrow corridor.
The lampstands placed in every corner were all covered with peach-colored lampshades. When the candlelight came up, the whole corridor was filled with a lustful color between cherry blossoms and roses, and it also illuminated Qingdeng's face.
There are rooms on both sides of the corridor, one after another, densely packed.
Looking up, there are lifelike spring paintings painted on the doors.
From Hishikawa Shinobu, who can be called "the founder of Japanese Erotica in the Edo period", to the bold style of Torii Kiyanobu, to the playful style of Tsukioka Snow Cauldron.
Every picture, every pair, is so vivid and fragrant that it makes the viewer's blood rush.
But for Aoto, who has withstood the impact of modern culture and experienced many beautiful things on Souji's delicate body, these spring paintings are still a bit too vulgar and cannot arouse his sexual interest at all.
Qingdeng stepped forward, holding the knife in one hand, letting the tip of the knife drag on the ground.
Click, click, click… click, click…
The sound of burning candles and the sound of the tip of a knife scraping the floor dominated the corridor.
Suddenly, Qingdeng felt a chill on his side.
In an instant, he knelt down on one knee, twisted around and raised his knife to stab at the direction where the cold air came from - the door on the left.
Phew!
The sharp tip of the knife penetrated the sliding door made of paper and wood effortlessly.
Accompanied by a beast-like scream, a dull feeling spread to Qingdeng's palms.
Qingden breathed a sigh of relief, and then pulled back the knife in his hand.
The sharp blade of Echizen Tsuneki Shoujiezhong returned to his eyes.
As for Yakuza who was skewered on the blade... under the influence of inertia, he flew up and hit the paper sliding door covered with spring paintings. The fragile door panel broke with a sound, and the fragments of different sizes looked like shotguns.
Scattering like bullets.
Qingden fell at his feet without even looking. Yakuza, who was only breathing in and out of breath due to the failed ambush, continued to move forward while shaking off the remaining blood on the blade.
After five steps, just as the rabbit was rising and the falcon was falling, Qingdeng suddenly heard a loud "Peng" sound from his right side - a knife pierced the paper sliding door from the inside out, stabbing Qingdeng straight into the side.
Chest! The sound is so powerful that it looks like a ferocious snake coming out of its hole!
The moment he felt a slight movement in the air, Qingden ducked out of the way instinctively.
In the next moment, he wiped the ground and slashed with the knife from the lower right to the upper left.
The paper sliding door is divided into two parts like tofu.
Behind the broken door panel was a stunned Yakuza.
He still maintained the posture of drawing the sword, as if he had been cast a restraining magic, and his whole body was motionless.
In an instant, a small gash opened in his chest, so clearly, and then the gash grew longer and longer, blood lines slowly appeared, and finally turned into a huge incision diagonally across his entire body.
After vomiting a large mouthful of blood, he fell forward limply and fell squarely on Qingdeng, who was still squatting.
Qingdeng took advantage of the situation and used an over-the-shoulder throw.
Using Qingdeng's back as a fulcrum, Yakuza somersaulted to the left, hit another door not far away, and fell into the room, including the door and the door.
"Ahhhhh!"
There is someone in this room.
A prostitute who was naked and pale, and a prostitute who was also naked and pale.
Presumably they had no time to escape, so they could only stay trapped in the room.
It was a coincidence that Yakuza, who flew into this room, happened to land on a table with snacks and drinks.
Penglong - the eucalyptus is broken into pieces. Everything on the eucalyptus, whether it is food or drink, bounces high in various trajectories.
A small brown object drew a beautiful parabola and fell towards Qingdeng's head.
Qingdeng subconsciously reached up and fished out the object.
It turned out to be a piece of unopened sake.
Just at this moment, two loud knocks on the door in no particular order attracted Qingdeng's attention.
He looked around and saw two Yakuza standing side by side not far in front of him. Under their feet, they each stood on a paper sliding door that had been kicked out of shape.
Judging from their expressions of half impatience, half restlessness, and half fear, they probably learned the lessons of the two "pioneers" and knew in their hearts that pure "sneak attack behind the door" would not be able to do anything to Qingdeng, so they could not restrain themselves.
He rushed out of the room where he was hiding and decided to have a head-on confrontation with Qingteng in an upright manner.
"Whoaaaahhh!"
"Ooohhhhhhh!"
The two Yakuza screamed strangely at the same time and ran up.
Qingdeng spread his legs leisurely, holding a knife in one hand and the wine poison he just bought for free in the other hand, facing the enemy with one arm.
Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang!
On the empty corridor, gold and iron jingled.
They went crazy and attacked Qingdeng with all their strength.
However, Qingden's lower body seemed to be sucked to the ground, flexible yet stable, leaving no opportunity for his opponents to take advantage of. Every slash they made was bounced away by Qingden's steady swing of the knife.
In an instant, Qingdeng turned around from under the swords chopped off by the two men, leaving a shining light of the sword behind him.
One of them fell to the ground without saying a word.
"This, what speed is this...cough!"
When the remaining person was deeply frightened by Qingdeng's "Swiss Speed Sword", Qingdeng silently let out the second sword light.
This man also staggered forward and fell down, just stacking up with his companion.
At this time, with a "crash" sound, the friction of wood and a unique sound like air leaking, a new enemy appeared.
Ten steps in front of Qingdeng, a shirtless muscular man opened the door with gentle movements, slowly walked out of the room, and stood in the middle of the corridor.
"Benevolent King, I have long admired the Duke's great name."
The muscular man's voice was very deep and hoarse.
Qingden raised his eyes and glanced at the other party.
"You have strong muscles, long hair, and two horses tattooed on your shoulders... Are you the Saburo Utsuro who is in charge of managing this Okama?"
The muscular man raised his eyebrows a few times, and a look of surprise flashed across his cheeks.
Although he didn't understand why Qingdeng recognized him, he still answered very frankly:
"Exactly down there!"
Both sides appeared to be polite on the surface, but in fact a sense of sadness had penetrated their skin.
The muscular man...that is, Ma Yue Sanlang raised his chest and raised his voice accordingly.
"I thought that I was just a knight-errant, and that I would never cross paths with a subordinate who is called the 'Benevolent King'."
"However... the so-called 'impermanence of things' is nothing more than that."
"I never expected that we would meet in this way."
Having said this, Ma Yue Sanlang paused, then changed into a ferocious expression and a fierce tone.
"Nioh! Why are you here to make trouble?! Do you know the consequences of doing so?!"
When Qingdeng heard this, he was speechless and laughed.
"You ask me 'why'? To eradicate the Qingshui clan - do you think this reason is enough? If not, I can say something more."
Ma Yue Sanlang's face shrunk and his expression darkened.
"...Hey, are you serious about what you just said?"
"Ma Yue Sanlang, you really talk a lot of nonsense."
There was a hint of impatience in Qingdeng's tone.
"I have a lot of places to go tonight, so I don't have that much time to waste time here with you. Just listen to me: for some complicated reasons, I want to capture you alive, so if possible, can you please be good?
Do you want to raise your hands and surrender? This way, it will save a lot of trouble for you and me."
From the time Qingdeng proposed his proposal to the time he finished speaking, it took less than half a minute.
However, in this short period of less than half a minute, Saburo Ma Yue's expression changed several times.
Suddenly, he let out a long breath.
He remained silent and did not give an accurate reply immediately.
He just silently pulled out the knife from his waist, lowered his waist, and assumed a strange posture.
After he raised the knife above his head, he extended the blade to the back of his head. The tip of the knife pointed diagonally from the upper right to the lower left to the ground near the heel. His left hand reached behind his back and pinched the tip of the knife with his thumb, index finger and middle finger.
"Nioh, no matter what...I am also a samurai!"
The moment he shouted these words, Ma Yue Sanlang suddenly tightened his three fingers on the tip of the knife.
I saw all the veins on these three fingers bursting out... One can imagine how much strength he exerted.
"Nioh, take action! Please show me the sword of Nioh!"
"Ono Itto-ryu"
"Ma Yue Sanlang!"
Saburo Ma's figure exudes a terrifying sharpness. Obviously, his posture hides amazing explosive power.
Although they were enemies, Qing Deng was quite impressed by the other party's heroic spirit.
At this time, Qingdeng happened to feel a little thirsty.
So, he handed the wine poison in his left hand to his side and used the hard wall to break the seal.
Gudong Gudong.
He raised his head and drank hard, and the perfectly warm wine poured down.
Qingden felt a sense of pleasure slipping down his throat. His mouth and lungs, which were as dry as a desert, were all moisturized. Even the muscles of his limbs had regained some elasticity and vitality.
Clang!
Qingdeng casually threw the empty wine Gu to his feet.
"bring it on!"
"Naturally Rishin flow"
"Tachibana Aoden!"
Qingdeng raised his sword and took out the Xia Duan's formation.
In an instant, the tense atmosphere filled every corner of the corridor!
Just when the confrontation was getting tense, some people hiding in the rooms on both sides secretly opened the door to a crack and peeked out with uneasiness but expectancy.
Most of these bold people are wandering women.
He led a few dozen warriors to defeat two hundred samurai, single-handedly rushed to the aid of the Western settlements, and single-handedly severely damaged the disgusting anti-Japanese group... For a long time, Ayoto's various heroic deeds have been reflected in the streets of Edo.
The alleys have been circulating for a long time.
A ‘Nioh’ is a hero who is rarely seen in decades. This concept has penetrated into the hearts of young and old in Edo.
What woman wouldn't want to see a hero?
Although they knew that doing so might be risky, the girls could not restrain their curiosity and opened the door to watch the battle.
When the sights of the wandering girls fell on Qingdeng one by one, their eyes glowed with splendor.
Anyone who sees it will feel that Qing Teng's posture is majestic. For a moment, he really looks like a benevolent king who is not angry and proud.
At this moment when the tension in the scene reached its extreme——
Peng!
Peng!
Two kicking sounds sounded inseparably one after another.
The two swordsmen rushed towards each other.
The two swords struck at each other at the same time.
The result - Saburo Ma's shoulders, which were tattooed with horses, spurted out blood.
On the other hand, Qingdeng... was unscathed.
When Saburo Ma's sword was about to fall on his head, he accurately twisted his body to the right, avoiding the blow no more or less.
The two of them passed each other in the wrong body.
"Woooo...!"
Painful moans leaked from Ma Yuesaburo's lips and teeth.
The injuries he suffered were serious enough to cause an ordinary person to lose the ability to move instantly.
However, Saburo Magoshi relied on his amazing willpower to endure the severe pain in his body and the dizziness in his head.
He turned around and pounced on Qingdeng again, the knife in his hand whizzing straight to Qingdeng's head.
Qingdeng stood half a step sideways, avoiding his attack, and at the same time stepped forward and struck the opponent's thigh with his sword.
Saburo Magoshi instinctively leaned back, and although he avoided it, he didn't completely avoid it - the tip of Echizen Tsutami Mamoru Kaneshige's knife still grazed his thigh muscles.
The injury to his leg made his lower body unstable and his body staggered uncontrollably.
Qingdeng seized this opportunity, jumped forward, and passed under Ma Yue Saburo's right armpit.
At the moment when the sleeves met, Qingdeng swung his sword diagonally, hitting Ma Oshizaburo's other thigh like lightning.
Qingden, who rushed behind Ma Yue Sanlang, quickly turned around, staring at the opponent with his habitual heartbreak.
Even though he had been wounded several times, Ma Yue Sanlang still hadn't fallen down.
He held the knife, turned back tremblingly, and faced Qingdeng again.
Just when Qingdeng was about to strike again, Saburo Ma's feet suddenly became unstable.
He seemed to want to raise the knife, but as soon as the knife in his hand reached the height of his chest, it suddenly fell to the ground with a clang.
Immediately afterwards, he himself fell to the ground.
[Ding! Talent scanned]
[Successfully copied talent: "Steel Skeleton"]
[Talent introduction: Bones are extraordinarily tough]
[Ding! It has been detected that the host already has the same type of talent]
[Ding! Start talent fusion]
[Ding! "Cyborg +1" and "Cyborg" begin to merge]
[Please wait a moment, host...Please wait a moment, host...]
[Ding! Talent fusion successful]
["Cyborg +1" ability promotion - "Cyborg +2"]
["Cyborg +2" talent introduction: The talent effect is enhanced on the original basis. "+9" is the highest level]
Qingden stepped forward, squatted down, and after confirming that Saburo Ma was still alive, he let out a sigh of relief.
"Okay...it's time to go to the next venue."
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