48 Hours a Day

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At this moment, there are not only more than 2 samurai in the 20 Clan of Changzhou Satsuma, but also Nakamura Hanjiro, who is known as a man.

Zhang Heng has only one rib in his hand, and even if his Blade Technique is the best, he is also an opponent with four fists.

In addition, Zhang Heng also considered the possibility of taking hostages. Among them, the most valuable one is undoubtedly the leader of the Changzhou fan. The important person on the side of the rebellion is Gao Jinjin. Although he seems to have not had a few days to live, Zhang Heng can only take good care of him. Putting the knife on his neck would prevent people in a room from daring to move.

However, Hanjiro Nakamura, who is close to him and Takasugi ’s inseparable side, apparently existed to cope with this situation. Hanjiro Nakamura sat there. Although he did n’t speak like a stone, Zhang Heng could feel his attention. Li has never left his body.

This is also a normal thing. Only Zhang Heng and Gabriel in a house are not “own people” of the clique. Compared with Zhang Heng with a knife, the French businessman looks like a harmless to humans and Like animals, even an idiot can see who is threatening.

Of course, Zhang Heng’s knife is fast, faster than most people think.

If Zhang Heng suddenly broke out to fight Takasugi Jin, Nakamura Banjiro may not be able to protect Takasugi Jinshu, but Zhang Heng ’s goal is not to kill Takasugi Jinshu, if he really cut Takasugi Jinshu, then he would really poke Ma Honeycomb. No one in this room would let him go.

One-on-one Zhang Heng is not afraid of anyone. However, in such a small space, if so many people swarm together, the situation will undoubtedly become very dangerous.

Since Takasugi Jinzuo could not be threatened, Zhang Heng could only retreat second, trying to use the French merchants around him as a shield, and the factionists undoubtedly did not want Gabriel to die here, let ’s not talk about diplomatic troubles, the most important It was Gabrielle’s death that no one helped them transport weapons and horses into Kyoto.

But on the other hand, they also need to consider the troubles caused by the news that Takasugi Jinsuo is still alive if Zhang Heng is left alive.

After knowing this news, Tokugawa will surely guess that the faction is ready to deal with him as a shogun general. Even if he is stupid, he will definitely not go to Kyoto to commit dangers. The assassins who are responsible for the assassination are likely to be in a hurry, and the Ikeda incident cannot be guaranteed to repeat itself.

Zhang Heng has never been a person who is used to giving his life to others to make decisions.

Zhang Heng would not be surprised if the samurai of the backstory chose to fight to pay Gabriel a life.

After all, although the person responsible for transportation is difficult to find, the loss of a collaborator is more acceptable than the entire plan.

Therefore, Zhang Heng has made up his mind. In any case, he will retreat to an open place outside the house, so that he can take the initiative regardless of whether the next battle is to flee, so when the transaction is half-way, the two parties finalize the big frame and prepare When the details were further refined, Zhang Heng said that he needed to be more convenient.

Gao Shanjin made nodded consent and smiled and joked with him that it was dark outside, making him careful not to fall into the latrine.

Except for Hanjiro Nakamura’s square-faced, unchanged in 10000, everyone was smiling while hearing this, and the atmosphere looked harmonious. The French businessman patted Zhang Heng on the shoulder and expressed satisfaction with his service tonight. He will have to give him processing funds later, and only Takeuchi is still alone in the corner, I do n’t know what to think about.

Zhang Heng got up, pushed open the barrier door, and walked outside. When the barrier door closed behind him, Zhang Heng saw the maid in the courtyard who had stopped before.

She was standing in the dark with a lantern, like a ghost, looking at Zhang Heng Road, “The hut is on the other side.”

“Thank you, but I want to go out and breathe first.” Zhang Heng said.

The maid hearing this was indifferent, but repeated it in a tone without any emotion. “The cabin is on the other side. If you suddenly don’t want convenience, please return to the house. It’s cold in April. Be careful in the cold.”

Zhang Heng laughed and stepped on the ground of the courtyard as if she had not heard her warning.

The maid sighed, after all, there was a complex expression on the deserted face. “I’m afraid you don’t know the meaning of this step.”

“No, I just heard for the first time that I only let in and out of the tea house.” Zhang Heng said as he walked towards the maid.

“It’s really … too regretful.” The maid shook her head, and a pair of slender small hands was held on the knife handle, and then looked at Zhang Heng’s eyes said resolutely, “Please bear with me for the duty.”

Her tone barely fell, and a fierce knife wind struck Zhang Heng’s neck.

sneak attack Zhang Heng’s person originally stood on the long tile of the tea house, quietly like a black cat, until Zhang Heng took the step that represented death, he suddenly dropped from the sky, while using the fastest The speed swayed this cut.

This is the Blade Technique of the Assassin’s Night. It is silent, just like death itself, maybe it is also mixed with the ninjutsu from Jiafei, which is unpredictable.

The blade in his hand was about to touch Zhang Heng’s neck, but the next moment, a rib that came out of nowhere, pierced his chin first, and then the blade came from above his head. The emergence, with mottled blood stains, also made the fear in his eyes freeze.

This rib given by 1000 generations of parents is really a good knife, even if it is sharper than some famous knives.

Then the veil on the sneak attacker’s face slipped and Zhang Heng recognized him, or it might be better to call her.

It turned out to be a geisha dancing in the house.

This is indeed a secret stronghold of the Kakuta School in Kyoto, and those 10000 geishas who seem to be tender are the same as the maid in front of them.

“This is troublesome.” Zhang Heng is also sighed.

Youji Tea House is not small in size, and there are many geisha and small waiters in it. If they are all deceased from the backstory, then Zhang Heng can be lively tonight, but it is impossible to turn back now. There are also a lot of samurai inside, and there are individuals who cut Nakamura Banjiro. In comparison, the outside is good enough to open up to facilitate his practice.

The maid who witnessed the tragic death of her companion in front of the lantern was indifferent, perhaps to save Zhang Heng before repaying her self-discipline. She not at all immediately drew the knife and rushed over, but just stood still and waited quietly Zhang Heng grabbed the knife that was previously inserted in the yard.

“Jiuwen, the only name in the garden, didn’t expect here for the first time, even the guests need to kill themselves, bad reviews.” Zhang Heng said while pulling out the knife, “Since this, all those who want to die come up Right! “