Your type of online game is too fake, right?

It is not to pursue the improvement of martial arts, but to try to pursue something other than martial arts.

This is quite a new experience for Doberman.

"nailed it!"

After finding five coffin shops in a row, all the corpses were finally taken away, and after paying off the remaining illegally controlled knives and illegal funds left on the scene, Du Bin took this pile of harvest Back to the Shinsengumi settlement.

As for the first team... Those team members came back earlier than him. As early as the start of the fight, these team members had already run away, and one or two ran faster than rabbits.

"So they do have to learn one."

When he saw Isamu Kondo, Dubin began to criticize the escaped team members on the spot.

"When the gun was fired, I ran away first. How can such a little courage achieve great things!"

"Do, do big things?"

Looking at the cart beside Du Bin, as well as the corpses of those shogunate ministers and several personal guards pulled by the cart, Isamu Kondo's blood became cold.

"You, you, do you know what you have done?"

Pointing at the corpse on the cart, Isamu Kondo's hands were shaking.

"He is a senior official of the shogunate..."

"The prince broke the law with the same crime as the common people, so can the senior officials of the shogunate break the law?"

Hearing that Isamu Kondo said the same thing, Du Bin was immediately unhappy.

"Just riding a horse on the sidewalk should be fined two hundred and deducted three points. If you don't want to repent afterwards, and even use controlled knives and illegal firearms to intentionally hurt law enforcement officers, then I, as the acting captain of the first team, is the first crime buster in Kyoto. Is there any problem with killing criminals who threaten the safety of people's lives and property on the spot?"

"you you you……"

Kondo Yuki choked for a long time, but was unable to say a word.

Although Isamu Kondo wanted to say that this matter is really problematic, but if you only listen to what the foreigner said... it seems that there is nothing wrong with it?

"No, what else do you want to say?"

Dubin couldn't help scratching his head for a while.

"Didn't you ask me to do law and order? Just say whether the law and order is good or not."

"..."

Isamu Kondo's head was buzzing.

Law and order...is really good, this can't be bad, all the important officials of the shogunate were shot in the street, and their brains were painted on half of the wall. The wanderers fell into a rare silence, and the common people in the capital had already locked their doors, for fear that the flames of war would break into their homes.

It can be foreseen that no matter who it is, anyone who wants to make trouble on that street has to weigh whether his head can hold the bullet.

The shogunate official named Abe Masahiro made a great contribution to the security of the street in a special way.

"But then you can't..."

Kondo is a little dizzy, which is a symptom of high blood pressure.

"In any case, if you have done such evil deeds, we must be enemies."

"Why did you do something evil! Didn't you ask me to maintain law and order!"

Dubin immediately stared.

"Collaboratively take me as a temporary worker, right? If something goes wrong, I'm the one to blame? Then what do you want to do now? Have someone arrest me?"

Standing up, Dubin immediately opened his posture.

Ancient and modern Chinese and foreign martial arts circulated in his mind, gradually arranged and combined under the drive of anger, and piled up in an instant into the most suitable appearance for the current situation.

At this moment, Dubin even vaguely felt that the bottleneck that had fettered him for a long time was loosened!

"You all don't shoot!"

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the muzzle of the gun protruding from behind, and Dubin couldn't help but slapped his head, and quickly stopped the militiamen who wanted to pull the trigger.

"This is my opponent! Don't compete with me! Let me... Come on, Kondo-san, call out all your people! Let's practice!"

"...?"

Isamu Kondo felt like the blood vessels on his forehead were about to burst.

Is this speaking human language?What is practice?

"I……"

Blood pressure surged, and Isamu Kondo really wanted to call all the players from the Shinsengumi over, but the remaining rationality still suppressed this stupid decision—not to mention whether they could beat the ten full-armed players. Armed Western soldiers, just talking about the foreigner in front of them, whether they can take it down is still a question.

He had tried that foreigner's martial arts, although that time it was barely a tie, but Isamu Kondo knew very well that he was taking advantage of the other side's distraction - and in the current situation, this foreigner didn't look like that at all. A distracted look, plus those pair of big shields... Who can punch through this finger-thick steel plate?

Fighting, definitely can't fight, once the two sides go to war, the Shinsengumi will definitely pay a heavy price, and the most important thing is that they may not be able to win.

But... this really doesn't fit.

The Shinsengumi has been able to get to where it is today, all relying on the promotion of the shogunate, and the Shinsengumi is still eating the salary of the shogunate until now-so this is really incompatible, they are hardcore supporters of the shogunate, If you want to make peace with a person who shot a high-ranking shogunate official in the street... what do you want to do?

Isamu Kondo could almost predict that as long as he dared to say that he was fine today, the document ordering his seppuku would be approved tomorrow.

So it can only be...

"...you go, I haven't seen you today."

Taking a deep breath, Isamu Kondo turned his head away from looking at the stranger's face.

"You didn't go back to the Shinsengumi camp today, and I haven't seen you today... Everything has nothing to do with the first team, it's all your own actions."

"... huh?"

Dubin was taken aback.

"What do I mean by acting alone? You didn't let me..."

"Don't say any more!"

Isamu Kondo gritted his teeth.

"Just for the sake of the director-general's advice... let's go! Don't cause any more trouble for the team!"

"Ah this..."

Dupin scratched his head.

Originally, he wanted to argue something, but if he must say something to Okita Souji to save face... that's okay, after all, that suggestion is really useful, and he really wants to accept Okita Souji's favor.

"But do I still have to help you train... Okay, don't make such an expression, can I go?"

Seeing Isamu Kondo showing that sad and indignant expression again, Du Bin shook his head and could only lead the team away.

Of course, he walked back, but Dubin still felt a little angry. He could confirm that he was really serious about maintaining law and order on the street, and he was doing this with a very serious attitude, but after a busy day, he still Being dismissed as a temporary worker, this is really...

"Ugh……"

Dupin couldn't help sighing.

What can I say?Maybe it's just bad luck.

And now, he seems to be even more unlucky.

"Are you sure you want to assassinate me at this time?"

At the intersection of the street, Du Bin couldn't help shaking his head when he saw the ronin warriors who surrounded him from all sides of the street.

"I'm in a bad mood right now, I really don't want to play with you..."

Saying this, the militiamen standing behind him raised their guns one after another, ten guns aimed steadily at the ronin warriors.

They have already proved their shooting level through practice. Every bullet can destroy an enemy. Ten rifles have 160 rounds of bullets. The total number of ronin warriors present may not have so many.

But when Dubin was about to swing his arms down, a familiar voice sounded not far away.

"Who said we are going to assassinate you? We are obviously going to rescue you!"

"……What?"

Du Bin was stunned for a while, but didn't realize what was going on for a while.

Aren't these rebels still assassinating him a few days ago?Why did you suddenly say you wanted to save him?

"We've heard about you!"

A man named Okada Izo stepped out of the crowd.

"Leading ten Western troops alone against the decadent shogunate army, and even killed the shogunate lackey Abe Masaoi on the spot... Well done, well done!"

Saying this, Okada Izo stepped forward and grabbed Du Bin's shoulders.

"I knew it! The first time I saw you, I knew that you were a person who did great things! How could a man like you be a lackey of the shogunate!"

"... huh?"

Dupin suddenly felt as if something was not quite right.

"No, I was maintaining law and order..."

"I understand what you mean."

Okada Izo nodded repeatedly.

"You want to say that those lackeys of the shogunate disturbed the tranquility of Kyoto, right? We all think so. It is because of those lackeys of the shogunate running around in the streets that this land is in chaos... Go! Since everyone We all think so, let's go have a drink!"

"Hey! No, you, wait a minute..."

Although Dubin still wanted to explain a few words, Okada Izo obviously didn't intend to listen. A group of people half-pushed, found the nearest izakaya, sat down and started drinking.

Unable to withstand Okada Izo's kind invitation, Du Bin also had to drink a glass - the main reason is that this wine does not smell offensive, at least it is still far from the baijiu he usually drinks.

But Du Bin forgot that he usually drank alcohol and didn't turn on ten times the sensitivity.

"Yo!"

After drinking a glass of wine, Du Bin's head immediately became dizzy, and his vision was a bit doubled, and his face became even more red.

Such an overwhelmed appearance made a group of people laugh out loud.

"Look at this Ah Bin, he's just inferior! He's drunk after only a few drinks!"

Okada Izo laughed and patted the table vigorously, just looking at the blushing and thick neck, it was obviously not much better.

This also made Dupin a little bit over the top.