[Gintama] Silent

The man's pace was very fast, and the subordinates behind had to trot in order to barely keep up with his speed.

Wu Shi next to him stopped talking several times, he squinted his eyes, and finally chose to end this very embarrassing situation: "Do you have something to ask?"

The other party's expression seemed very hesitant, and after thinking for a moment, he decided to ask: "Is it really okay for us to leave Ms. Hasumi there like this?"

After hearing this, Gao Shan lowered his eyes, and the uneasiness in his heart increased a bit.

However, in just an instant, he suppressed this negative emotion, and there was a hint of helplessness when he spoke.

"No matter what happens, I believe in her."

It didn't take long to walk through the woods, and after a while, they saw a wide land.

At the same time, the purple-haired ninja was activating the channel mechanism.

Because of the woman's movements, large chunks of rocks fell from above, as if the whole of Iga was going to be shaken.

And she just stood there silently, prayerfully full of unsightly hope.

Takasugi stepped forward, and with just a quick thrust, he easily shattered all the opponent's dreams.

The blade that was pulled out slowly was faintly stained with bright red blood, and the dazzling light reflected seemed to be mocking her for being too innocent.

"You can't go back, whether it was before or now. Inside the border, you are all homeless and have nowhere to escape."

She stared fixedly at the bleeding wound, her face full of incredulity and disbelief.

At the same time, there was the orderly pace of everyone in the passage, and the joyous laughter of a certain young man.

Shenwei raised the weapon in his hand, aimed at the woman in front of him with a smile, and quickly fired the first shot after the wind and dust rushed over.

The purple-haired ninja was just about to take out the kunbushi, but it was still a step too late.The huge impact caused her to fall heavily to the ground, and she could no longer get up easily.

"That fellow Afutu made me leave a lot late, but thanks to him, I discovered such a fun thing."

The boy carefully looked at the tip of the umbrella with great interest, and there was a sharp kunai sticking out there.

Thanks to the ninja next to him, the direction of the bullet was deflected, so it failed to hit the woman's vitals.

"In a situation like this, there's a saying on Earth called 'the dog jumps over the wall', right?"

Kamui turned sideways, wanting to ask his companion's opinion, but was immediately corrected mercilessly: "No, it's a 'dying struggle'."

He shrugged his shoulders, reluctantly admitting his mistake.

The misery that was dense like rain fell from the sky, and the two expertly blocked the attacks from all directions, and even interspersed with a chat in a leisurely manner.

"So that's it, Jin Zhu. He just didn't want us to look up at the sky. He was really dying. Not to mention the heavy rain..."

"It's a blindfold."

Gao Shan pointed at the man who wanted to attack from below with a knife, his tone was full of impatience, "I'm tired of watching your so-called tricks."

Facing the direct threat from the two weapons, Quan Zang only smiled slowly.

"It's not a blindfold. I have already used the ninjutsu tailored for you."

Accompanied by this inexplicable sentence, the angry roar of a man and a woman suddenly sounded from the hillside.

Takasugi raised his head, and the first thing that caught his eyes was a head of dazzling silver hair.At this moment, the man was running down with his little ghost.

Probably because of anger, the other party's eyes were already flushed.Even the usually out-of-focus eyes suddenly became extremely sharp at this moment.

But he just watched quietly, and he could almost see the extreme hatred in every strand of haggard blood.

In the next second, Yinshi picked up the wooden knife and slashed at himself with such force that he seemed to want to split everything.

Takasugi blocked the blow that carried almost all the hatred of the opponent, and just as he stood still, he began to seriously look at the man in front of him.

I haven't seen them for so many years. They used to fight side by side, but now they are really different.

One party vowed to avenge the country and gather all forces to assassinate the general and overthrow the shogunate.

The other party, in order to protect this muddy country, brought a group of little ghosts to play boring house games.

It's just that what they want to protect no longer exists, and such a decadent country has long lost the value of continuing to exist.

It's a pity that Yinshi never understood such a simple matter.

"It's so late," he quickly turned the sharp blade, "I'm getting impatient."

The blade refracted the light, reflecting a hideous and terrifying face, "Silver, as long as I'm around, you don't even think about being able to hold anything."

The man who was called by his first name suddenly became extremely calm at this moment, and even the tone of his speech was devoid of emotion.

Blood flowed slowly from his head, dripping to the ground from time to time.

"But so what? No matter how many troops you gather and how many people you call, I will not be afraid."

After hearing this, Takasugi just smiled. He picked up the knife in his hand and officially announced that the greetings he hadn't seen for many years were over.

This is not the first confrontation between the two, but it is the one that they most want to kill their opponents in history.

The two knives collided fiercely, and some sparks were born from the friction.They grinned grinningly, wishing they could tear the enemy in front of them to shreds.

The iron knife slid slowly, and then went straight to the front.Yinshi dodged away, but his face was still cut.Regardless of the pain, he immediately hugged the opponent's arm and threw it into the air.

However, Gao Shan swung his knife along with the situation, and the sharp weapon immediately pierced Yinshi's scarred shoulder, successfully bringing out a bright red.

In the next second, he fell to the ground, and his cloudy eyes reflected the bloody body of his former companion.

In fact, time has passed for so long, Takasugi has long forgotten the specific feelings of the two when they met for the first time.

At that time, all his eyes were attracted by Songyang, and his definition of the silver-haired boy was only "that boy".

Little did they know that from a certain day on a certain year, the bond between them seemed to be doomed long ago.

It is no exaggeration to say that Yinshi is really the person he hates the most in history.

That guy always looks lazy and lazy, even if he sees him, he won't put on any nice face.

Knowing that he has a cleanliness fetish, he always likes to rub his nostril-picking fingers against his head vigorously.

Time passed day by day, and what grew up with them was the skill of that stinky boy who made fun of his companions.

He always poked at his sore spots carelessly, whether it was the open wound after sparring or his inconspicuous stature.

There are many children in the Songxia Village School who make trouble and fight all day long, and there are also many students who have been beaten by Songyang with fists, but the two of them will never be missing.

However, even though he looked so disgusted at each other, Takasugi never really hated Gintoki in his heart.

There are more or less "dead enemies" in everyone's life, he thought, he just happened to grow up with this enemy.

When was the relationship between them suddenly sublimated, and when was it suddenly wiped out?

It's just that the answer to this question seems to have become less important.

Later, the two people who went to the battlefield against barbarians together, although they still quarreled non-stop, they seldom confronted each other again.

They confidently handed over their backs to their companions and fought with their lives countless times to protect each other's safety.

This kind of scene happened so many times that it would give Takasugi the illusion that "maybe he and Gintoki can really be called buddies".

Although he never intended to express his thoughts.

It's a pity that the world is unpredictable, and it was not until the end that Takasugi fully understood the truth that "the direction you look at is different, and the path you want to take is also different".

After Songyang was killed and the Ghost Squad was wiped out, he experienced a painful baptism.

That feeling is like being abandoned by the whole world, whether decadent or indulgent, but no one will care about his own life or death anymore.

Since then, all emotions have been forcibly cut off, and anger and hatred have taken up all the space in my heart.

He seemed to no longer feel much joy and happiness, and seldom felt warmth and happiness.

So much so that even if he stabs at his former companion with a knife now, he won't hesitate at all.

Large swathes of bright red gushed out from Yinshi's arm and splashed onto the man's face.

His expression was still bloodthirsty and terrifying, but the knife in his hand began to tremble involuntarily.At this moment of trance, he was kicked hard into the distance.

Panting heavily, Gao Shan slowly stood up, suddenly feeling exhausted like never before.

He really knows the opponent's swordsmanship too well, so he naturally knows how strong this guy has become after so many years.

Gintoki was the same, because he knew all his offensive and defensive moves, so he became extremely difficult to deal with.

But in front of him, he had to support desperately, and had to decide whether to win or lose.

They ran and roared, trying to give each other a fatal blow.

The iron knife and the wooden knife clashed successfully again, and the two passed by each other, allowing the stones on the mountain to fall one after another and hit the ground.

Gao Shan turned his head slowly, seeing the appearance of his former companion falling down slowly, finally there was emotion other than hatred in his eyes.

The previously healed wound opened again, and countless blood sprayed out from it, instantly staining the bathrobe and feathers on his body red.

His voice was low and satisfied, and seemed to be somewhat happy that his long-cherished wish had finally come true.

"Seven wins in 240, six losses in 240. It's a pity, silver time, I won again..."

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