Because there was no hope in "negotiation" from the beginning, before the young man could finish speaking, a fist as big as the mouth of a bowl was directly stamped on the young man's face.
After being punched by Makimura and his body flying backwards, the young man's hand subconsciously loosened and the Jinping Candy he held fell out of his palm.
Makimura raised his hand to fish it out, and accurately caught the Jinping candy before it even had time to fall.
"Little girl, let's go quickly." Makimura said as he threw the Jinping candy back to the little girl.
The little girl seemed to be frightened by the unexpected situation in front of her. After catching the Jinping Candy thrown by Makimura, she quickly fled the place with a white face.
After watching the little girl leave, Makimura turned his attention back to the six young men.
Makimura's Odachi was now on his back.
In order not to cause trouble like "officials coming forward for questioning," the large sword behind Makimura was wrapped in a thick cloth.
Under the cover of this thick layer of cloth, outsiders could not tell that the thing Makimura was carrying behind him was an Odachi sword.
If Makimura had revealed the Odachi sword on his back now, he would undoubtedly be able to frighten and scare away these six unarmed young men.
But Makimura didn't want to do this.
Makimura just wants to use his fists to teach these six scumbags who even bully little girls a lesson.
After pressing the joints of the ten fingers of his hands, Makimura made a heart-wrenching "click" sound, and then like a tiger rushing into a herd of sheep, Makimura took the initiative to pounce on the six young men.
Judging from the skills of these six young men, they are not ignorant of unarmed combat.
In terms of numbers, they also have an absolute advantage.
But they were still quickly suppressed by Makimura.
Looking at Makimura struggling with the six young men, Shimada looked anxious and had no idea what he should do now.
Staying here and watching - something feels wrong.
Rushing to help - it also felt a little inappropriate, because Makimura already had the absolute upper hand, and even without his help, Makimura could knock down all six young men.
And if he wanted to rush to help, he had to put down the pile of things in his arms - if he put down the pile of things and rushed to help, the pile of things might be stolen.
Just when Shimada was hesitant, not knowing what to do, many citizens had already gathered around to watch the 1v6 group fight.
However, at this moment - an extremely noisy voice suddenly sounded from the outermost edge of the crowd surrounding Makimura and the six young men.
"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"
"Everyone, get out of the way!"
"Who's fighting! Who's fighting!"
…
As the noisy voices subsided, the crowd was divided to two sides, revealing a path for people to walk through.
One Yuri led a dozen Okabiki who had ten hands on their waists and quickly followed the path separating the crowds and entered the center of this 1v6 battlefield.
At this time, Makimura had just knocked down the last person.
The six young men were all lying on the ground in various postures, moaning in pain.
After putting the last person down and raising his head, Makimura saw the dozen Okahiki who had surrounded him.
Makimura glanced at the dozen Okahibiki surrounding him with calm eyes.
There was no fear on his face.
Most Okabiki are just ordinary people and do not know any martial arts, so even if he is surrounded by more than ten Okabiki, Makimura has absolute confidence that he can escape.
After moving his gaze across the faces of the dozen or so Okabiki, Makimura fixed his gaze on the leader, Yuli.
After hearing the strong man in front of him call out his name, Yu Li was stunned for a moment.
After carefully looking at Makimura's face several times, Yuli, who Makimura called "Akiyama", shouted excitedly:
"Makimura-sama! Have you returned to Kyoto?"
"Yes." Makimura nodded lightly, "I came back almost an hour ago."
"...Makimura-sama." Akiyama lowered his head and glanced at the six young men lying at Makimura's feet. "You just returned to Kyoto and you made such a big fuss... It's really not your fault."
Akiyama glanced at the citizens gathered around and pointing in this direction.
Then he walked slowly to Makimura, lowered his voice, and whispered at a volume that only he and Makimura could hear clearly:
"Makimura-sama, I know that if you want to escape, I can't stop you."
"So - please give me some face."
"If I let you run away in front of everyone, I will be scolded later."
"You were just fighting with others. I will release you after a few days of detention."
"I will also ask the jailers to take good care of you during the few days you are imprisoned."
"So - help me, don't make it too hard for me, okay?"
Akiyama's tone was full of pleading.
Makimura glanced at Akiyama, who was nearly two heads shorter than him, and then sighed softly:
"...Okay. We have known each other for a long time, and I won't make it too difficult for you."
After saying that, Makimura stretched out his hands towards Akiyama.
Seeing that Makimura was willing to give him face and not make it difficult for him, Akiyama let out a sigh of relief, then turned his head and said loudly to the Okabiki behind him:
"Come on, tie him up. Be careful and don't be too rough."
After tying Mucun's hands tightly with hemp rope, Akiyama led Mucun away from the crowd of onlookers like a leading ox and walked towards the outside of the crowd.
Shimada originally thought that with Makimura's skills, he would be able to easily escape from the encirclement of these officials.
Unexpectedly - Makimura actually allowed these officials to tie him up without any resistance.
Just when Shimada was extremely anxious and was about to rush forward to rescue Makimura, Makimura seemed to have guessed what Shimada was thinking in advance and turned his head to signal Shimada not to act rashly.
Shimada, who understood the meaning of Makimura's eyes, stopped his feet and stood there stupidly.
Just looking blankly at Makimura, who refused to let him come to the rescue, being taken away by the officers...
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After listening to Shimada's explanation of the ins and outs of "Makimura's arrest," Lin lowered her head and grimaced, her lips moving up and down crazily.
Lin: (艹艹) "That bastard that bastard that bastard that bastard that bastard that bastard that bastard that bastard that bastard that bastard that bastard that bastard that bastard that bastard that bastard..."
"Lord..." Asai, who had been kneeling next to Lin, sighed softly, "You have this bad habit of talking nonsense when you are not in a good mood. Please find a way to correct it..."
"...Seven soldiers guard."
Asai's full name is "Asai Shichirobei".
In order to make it easier to pronounce, Lin always calls Asai "Seven Soldiers".
"I am here."
"Do you have a booger..."
"Lord... please find a way to correct your bad habit of giving boogers to people who make you angry..."
"What on earth is that bastard thinking..." Lin's expression was very scary now, "You can obviously run away, why do you have to stand there and let the officials catch you?"
"I heard Makimura calling the leading officer 'Akiyama'." Shimada added the information he already knew.
"Akiyama?" Asai repeated the name, "I seem to have heard Makimura mention this person."
"This person seems to be one of Makimura's few friends when he was still on duty in Kyoto."
"The reason why Makimura chose to let the officials arrest him may be because he didn't want to make things difficult for his old friend."
Speaking of this, Asai let out a low laugh.
"In order not to make things difficult for your friends, you deliberately let your friends take you away... It really looks like Makimura's style..."
"Lord..." Shimada now asked in a cautious tone, "What should we do now...? Are we going to find a way to rescue Makimura-senpai?"
"What should I do? Of course I'm ignoring Mihachi! Let this idiot eat in jail for a few days!"
"Are you really not going to rescue Makimura-senpai...?" Shimada couldn't help but ask.
"Actually, there is nothing to save." Asai added on the side, "Fighting with people on the street is just a trivial matter, and you can be released after being locked up in jail for a few days."
"Even if you ignore Makimura, Makimura will come back in a few days."
"That's it!" Lin stood up and grabbed a brush and a potion specially used to wash away dirt from Shimada's arms, "Let Mihachi stay in jail for a few days! I don't care about him anymore!
"
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With the help of Lin, Asai, and Shimada, the Fuma Mansion was cleaned much faster.
After clearing out Fuma's mansion, Ogata and Atachi parted ways with Rin and his party.
I don't know whether it was because the house was cleaned very clean, or because someone was willing to help an old man like him, Feng Mo was very happy.
When sending Ogata and Lin off, Fuma, who was smiling, patted his chest and told them: In three days, he will definitely find out which prison Xuanren is being held in, and let Ogata and the others come back to him in three days.
Ogata and Amachi walked side by side in an unknown street in Kyoto.
While walking side by side with Ogata, Amachi suddenly said in a cold voice:
"I didn't expect that there would be such shameless people... who would go so far as to snatch candy from children..."
Ogata knew that what Amachi was talking about was that Makimura had just stood up for a little girl and taught those six shameless Yakuza a lesson.
"Yeah." Ogata nodded gently, "The forest is big, and there will be all kinds of birds."
As soon as Ogata finished speaking, he saw three Yakuza with messy tattoos chatting at the corner of the street in front of them. He didn't know what they were talking about.
The surrounding passers-by walked around the three Yakuzas as if they were avoiding some large piece of garbage that was emitting a foul smell.
After Ogata glanced at the three Yakuza, Ogata said to Amachi next to him in a serious but somewhat joking tone:
"A-Machi, when you are without any weapons, if you encounter any danger, remember to avoid the three Yakuza just like the passers-by - once you see them, stay away from them.
.”
"I understand this truth without you having to explain it." A-Machi said angrily, "Besides - I don't have any weapons with me now, okay?"
"Huh?" Ogata raised an eyebrow, "Are you armed?"
Ogata looked A-Machi up and down several times, and except for the fan in A-Machi's hand, Ogata didn't see anything that looked like a weapon in A-Machi's hand.
"The weapons I carry now are very powerful." Atachi smiled meaningfully, "At the same time, they are also very precious. Because they are so precious, I didn't dare to take them with me when I went to Butterfly Island.
I’m afraid it will be confiscated by the government.”
"What kind of weapon?" Ogata's curiosity also rose at this time.
"It's not convenient for me to show you here." Amachi looked at the crowd around him and said, "Follow me."
Atachi took Ogata's hand and ran into an alley not far away where no one passed.
The location of these alleys is very remote, no one passes by them, and people on the street cannot see the scenes in the alleys.
After confirming that there were no other outsiders around, Atachi handed the Uchiwa fan in his hand to Ogata.
"Here, hold it for me."
After handing the uchiwa fan to Ogata, Omachi grabbed the two lapels of his yukata with his free hands.
Then lightly...
Clear-cut collarbones, snow-white skin, and a... looming, deep groove appeared in Ogata's field of vision...
Ogata's face suddenly turned red.
"If you dare to come over and take a look, I will break your neck." Amachi, whose face was also slightly red, said a gentle warning to Ogata, "Turn your head away."
After obediently turning his head away as A-Machi said, Ogata asked A-Machi in a joking tone:
"...The weapon you are talking about cannot be your body or something..."
"How is that possible!" A-Machi said anxiously, "I've been told that I'm a fighting kunoichi! I wouldn't do that kind of thing!"
After saying this angrily, Omachi put his right hand into the yukata along the opened skirt.
After fumbling around inside the yukata, Amachi slowly pulled his right hand out of the yukata.
After A-Machi pulled his hand out of her yukata, there was something in his right hand.
Looking at such an object in Omachi's right hand, Ogata's pupils suddenly shrank in shock.
"This is……?!"
If Ogata's eyes weren't broken and the memory in his head wasn't out of place, the object that Amachi was holding in his right hand at this moment should be a revolver.
A revolver with a black handle and a red frame.
After closing the hem of his yukata again, Omachi used his free left hand to pull up the hem of his yukata.
The hem of the yukata was pulled up little by little, revealing her smooth and slender legs little by little.
After pulling the hem of the yukata until he could expose his thigh, Ogata suddenly discovered that there was also a revolver with a black handle and a red body hanging on Amachi's left thigh.
The revolver was inserted into something similar to a gun holster and tied to Omachi's leg.
Because he was covered by a yukata, outsiders couldn't see that there was a pistol tied to Machi's leg. That bastard
After pulling out the revolver tied to his leg with his left hand, Amachi played with the two revolvers in his hands, and then said to Ogata in a proud tone:
"This is my father's most proud and proud invention - the wheeled musket."
"By the way - these two muskets are a pair, and they both have names."