[Gintama] Silent

Just as Takasugi expected, Chun Yu's side had already been fighting hard.

The militants of the Yetu Clan raised their umbrellas one after another, vowing not to crush each other into meat, and they would never give up.

"Enough fighting? Let's stop here! Don't you want a head? The general's head is here."

At this moment, someone suddenly stopped him. He lifted the package in his hand, and the blood seeping from it almost stained the entire cloth red.

"Stop playing, your monarch is dead, and there is nothing to protect."

Everyone present was shocked when they heard the words, even Kamui, who was seriously injured and sitting on the ground, showed an incredulous expression: "That's it?"

On the contrary, Afu Rabbit, who was squatting beside him, reacted extremely quickly.

"This person's efficiency is really high. Hattori Zenzo, he is a key player in the plan to assassinate the general, and he is also one of the leaders who command the Iga people."

The man jumped from the roof with the agility of a cat.

"I don't remember that I have led this group of mobs. You are really serious, and I can handle things that I can handle alone, but I have made such a big commotion."

After hearing this, the middle-aged man just raised his eyebrows, "Hey, the young man is very confident."

"Well," the other party slowly raised the package in his hand, "Here is Tokugawa Momomo's head, you can take it for identification and replace it if it is fake."

"Did you really kill the original master?"

Afutu's eyes were full of suspicion and distrust, and even his words had a hint of ridicule.

"'I want to protect this country and all the people', this sentence is said by the general himself. One head can be exchanged for the quelling of unnecessary struggles, and it can be regarded as fulfilling one's wish."

Quan Zang put down the package in his hand, and then quickly jumped to a high place.

"Notify all troops that the farce is over. And ... the job is to be done without muddling."

After saying these words, he disappeared instantly.He refused to leave even a trace, as if he had never appeared before.

"'The farce is over', did he really say that?" In the control room, Takasugi repeated this sentence, his eyes full of amusement.

"Yes, I'm not like some unscrupulous regiment leader who never tells lies to deceive people."

"Where's Kamui?"

Mentioning this troublesome brat, Afutu immediately showed a loveless expression, and his tone was full of sadness and helplessness of "I can't do anything about him".

"When I met a boy from the Shinsengumi who was playing high, I didn't intend to give in at all. I had to let him stay and clean the battlefield, and I came back first."

As he spoke, he opened up the chatter box: "Really, I have to continue fighting after suffering such a serious injury, and I don't know how to cherish my body..."

"The kid from the Shinsengumi? It's probably Okita."

After a long time like this, someone finally spoke up and successfully intercepted Afutu's worrying thoughts.

"I'm not surprised that the two of them can play like this."

Hasumi finally withdrew his attention from the general's head, but his expression looked a little dignified.

"Don't worry, Shenwei will be fine. I promise you will see a lively rabbit looking for food in a short while."

The middle-aged man's reaction after hearing this was to raise his eyebrows, as if he felt that what the other party said made some sense.

"Have you found anything?"

Hearing this sentence, Hasumi didn't make a sound, but continued to stare at the head in front of him, so careful that he didn't miss any detail.

Tokugawa Momo on the table had his eyes tightly closed, his skin was pale and lifeless, and nothing unusual could be seen from the appearance alone.

"Sorry, I can't tell if he's real or not."

After a while, she sighed slightly, "But the possibility of this being a substitute is not ruled out. After all, ninjas are good at disguise."

Because of this conclusion, the control room instantly fell into a deathly silence, and no one spoke for a while.

In the end, it was Afu Rabbit who broke the strange silence in front of him: "Young people nowadays, why are they more difficult than each other?"

"To be honest, that guy from Quanzang is no more difficult than your regiment leader."

The woman took the time to express her true feelings, and without waiting for the other party to respond, she turned her gaze to Takasugi next to her.

"My lord, do you have any plans for the future?"

The man seemed completely lifeless, as if he had expected this result, and he didn't seem to care about the authenticity of the head at all.

"Let's go to Iga," he raised his head, his right eye was shining brightly, "there is a good show waiting for us."

The speed of the battleship was getting faster and faster, and when the howling wind brushed past his ears, he would occasionally feel a little bit of pain.

Even so, Takasugi was happy in his heart.Because he just ignored all of Quan Zang's thoughts and did what he wanted to do wholeheartedly.

According to this trend, they will reach Iga in a short while - a place that has been messed up.

His subordinates had already laid in ambush on the boat, and they would appear quickly just waiting for an order to take down the man behind him.

While the other party just stood there without saying a word, both of them seemed to be quietly waiting, who would reveal their inner thoughts first.

"Stop it! What are you trying to do?"

Words of warning came from a distance from time to time, so many times that it made him feel a little funny.

"How about giving them a reassurance?" Takasugi asked kindly, "We just express our gratitude for the assassination of the general."

"Is there a gift to give? I'll accept it. They're just a bunch of useless trash."

It's a pity that he didn't quite believe this set of rhetoric, "I can't see that you are a person who chases fame and fortune at all."

"Although I'm not interested in rewards, it's really unreasonable for others to take away the fruits of labor that I exchanged for my ability."

However, Quan Zang still couldn't hold his breath, and finally chose to have a showdown with him: "Actually, regardless of merits or demerits, you made this plan from the beginning, right?"

After hearing this, Gao Shan just sneered, neither readily admitting nor completely denying the other party's statement.

The ghost soldiers recruited ninjas not only to seek strength, but also to transfer the charge of assassinating the general to them, and then use the banner of Yiqiao Xixi to catch them all.

If it is said that Hasumi has always doubted the loyalty of the ninja leader, but he has never believed them at all.

In other words, no matter whether Tokugawa Momomo's head is real or not, he does not intend to stop easily like this, and will definitely burn the flames of war to Iga.

"In order to create a righteous name that can become the next general, you used ninjas, right?"

During the speech, countless double sharp blades pointed directly at the man.Faced with such a threat, he remained unmoved at all.

"Is my name Hattori Quanzo not enough to bear this crime?"

"Iga wants to cross the Sanzugawa River if I can't do it," Takasugi didn't panic at all after being exposed, "I mean-the offerings are not enough."

He slowly stretched out his fingers and gestured to the subordinates behind him, with a certain laziness.

"All go to hell and make offerings to the general's skeleton, ninjas who have gone to heaven and earth."

The man who had always been unsmiling rarely showed any other expressions, and the sound of sneering was particularly obvious in the silent space.

"If you want to go to hell to make offerings, you'll already have all the heads, right here."

In the next second, a huge explosion occurred on the battleship of the ghost army.Black smoke filled the sky, followed by the silencing of all weapons.

"The cannons are all misfired, now you can only rely on your own abilities. Well, let's see if I can drag a few people to hell together."

His voice loomed in the darkness, like a ghost, like a ghost.

"Welcome to our ninja country."

Sensing movement behind him, Takasugi just calmly blocked it with a knife, and then quickly counterattacked.

Unlike any previous battle, this is a brand new experience.

Quanzo is a powerful ninja. His kunai is short and sharp, suitable for both forward attack and backward defense.

The number of attack sets is also different from that of samurai, and it relies more on agility and agility than brave and fearless slashing.

However, as long as there is confrontation, there will be similarities.

For example, when the weapons touched, countless sparks were produced due to friction; another example was the blood that flowed from his body, which seemed to never run out.

Batch after batch of his subordinates have stepped forward, and the man is still throwing the kunai in his hand endlessly.

After a long time like this, his movements gradually became sluggish, and his accuracy went from being a perfect shot at the beginning to a slight difference in the latter.

When all the weapons were used up, he only relied on a short pocket sword to kill all the people who were close to him.

The bodies at the feet have already piled up layer after layer, and each corpse bears the tragic traces of the battle.

The blood flowed wantonly on the man's face, gradually congealing into lumps.But he still held on desperately, not letting himself fall down easily and become a fish at the mercy of others.

When another wave of subordinates surrounded Quan Zang again, a bit of pity slowly flashed in Gao Shan's eyes.

He turned around, but at this moment he heard the sound of Kunai piercing into the flesh and blood, and all the team members slowly falling down.

The man turned his head in surprise, but what he saw was the same surprised face on the other side.

At this moment, a purple-haired woman stood on the wall of the ship, her clothes clearly showed her identity as a ninja.

She held a group of sufferings, a posture ready to attack at any time, and even the words she said were extraordinary.

"I warn you, don't touch him! You guys, don't even think about touching a finger of our leader!"

The author has something to say:

Santuchuan refers to the dividing line between life and death.

I finally finished my defense, although I was miserably abused by the teacher_(:_」∠)_