The Myriad Worlds Gu Zun

"Matsui, come here." In the sedan, Oda Heizo lifted the curtain and waved to the samurai who had just ordered him.

The samurai hurriedly approached, and was immediately grabbed by Oda Heizo's collar and pulled over.

"Where's your subordinate Tongxin! He knew that the samurai was coming here, why didn't he send Tongxin to follow him! Do you still want to do this?"

Oda Heizo opened his mouth and yelled at the samurai Matsui, spitting all over Matsui's face, with a strong bad breath that made Matsui almost nauseous, but he didn't dare to show it at all.

Oda Heizo hated people saying he had bad breath most in his life.

Under his rule, you might be able to get forgiveness from him if you do something wrong, but anyone who says he has bad breath or shows disgust with his bad breath will definitely die without exception.

"Sir, my lord, my subordinates sent the colleagues to Takeuchi Dojo to check the situation, and told them to come over immediately after seeing the scene. They should still be on the way now, yes, still on the way."

Matsui stumbled to explain, cursing in his heart, who knew that powerful samurai who appeared out of nowhere could be so cruel?

In half an hour, a well-known Kamikaze style dojo in Koriyama City was wiped out. Matsui had never heard of many powerful samurai with such strength.

There is also the sympathy of his subordinates, which makes Matsui feel even more aggrieved when talking about it.

Tongxin is equivalent to the policeman in Zhou Ming's previous life, the grassroots among law enforcement officers, and is affiliated with the enforcement office, which is the police station of this era.

Above the unity is Yu Li, who manages the operation of each department of the practice. Above Yu Li is Fen Xing, the boss of the entire practice.

Matsui's role is equivalent to the police chief, directly subordinate to Oda Heizang, and is in charge of the security of the entire Koriyama Castle.

It sounds very majestic, but in fact, the population under Oda Heizang's rule exceeded 100,000, but Tongxin only had 300 people! There are less than fifty people with strength!

Sprinkling hundreds of people into a hundred thousand people is like a drop of ink dripping into a lake.

The few people under Matsui were too busy dealing with the many tedious daily affairs in Koriyama City. How could it be so easy to transfer them wherever they wanted?

Seeing Oda Heizou's bloody mouth so close at hand, and the stench rising straight up into the sky, Matsui felt unspeakably aggrieved.

Before following Oda Heizo, Matsui was a wandering samurai with strong martial arts skills. Although his life was not rich, he was free enough.

If anyone dared to point fingers at him, he would just draw his sword and fight. Cutting someone down or being cut down by someone would be a vigorous and exciting battle.

However, later he fell in love with a woman and had a child, so he could no longer be the wandering warrior he was before.

Fortunately, with his good martial arts skills, he was spotted by Oda Heizo and became his bodyguard. After working hard step by step, he finally sat in his current position.

But sometimes, when he wakes up from a dream in the middle of the night and looks at himself in the bronze mirror, he sometimes feels a bit strange.

When did the self in the mirror look like this?

Kneeling and servile, is this still him? Are you still the unruly wandering warrior you once were?

"Perhaps the greatest growth a person can achieve is to learn to bow his head for the things he values..."

Matsui smiled bitterly in his heart and decided to endure Oda Heizo's scolding as always.

However, at this time, Oda Heizang suddenly got stuck.

Matsui saw Oda Heizo with his mouth wide open like this, and his eyes were full of surprise as he looked behind him.

Fortunately, at this time, Oda Heizo's hand on Matsui's collar loosened, allowing Matsui to turn around and look behind him.

He saw a man.

A tall, majestic man, he looks young, but he has a free and easy demeanor and an extraordinary bearing.

"Are you looking for me?" The man came closer and asked.

Matsui's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately matched the characteristics of the person in front of him with the samurai he knew he was looking for, and determined the identity of the person in front of him.

This is the powerful warrior they are looking for!

At this time, because of the approach of this samurai, the samurai guarding Oda Heizou stretched out their hands to stop him.

Matsui's heart tightened and he shouted quickly: "No!"

Then, he only felt a blur in front of his eyes. The mysterious warrior was like a ghostly ghost. In a flash, he passed through the many warriors in front and appeared within three steps of him!

"ah!"

Matsui took a step back in shock, suddenly thinking that Oda Heizo was behind him, he quickly stopped, but his body lost his balance and fell backwards involuntarily.

At this time, a hand suddenly reached out and grabbed his shoulder to support him, preventing the tragedy of Oda Heizou from happening.

Then, the hand pushed him aside, and the owner of the hand, the mysterious samurai, changed from being face to face with Matsui to being face to face with Oda Heizo.

"Are you Oda Heizo? My name is Zhou Ming." said the mysterious samurai.

"Ah, ah." Zhou Ming was obviously just standing there calmly, but there seemed to be an inexplicable powerful momentum that pressed Oda Heizou, a high-ranking daimyo, to the point where he could not speak even though he opened his mouth.

It was not easy for Oda Heizang to get out of this embarrassment.

"Samurai, powerful warrior!" Oda Heizo said excitedly, "Why are you here?"

"The World's Best Samurai Conference." Zhou Ming said with a faint smile, "I heard that to participate in this conference, you need the help of a daimyo to register."

Oda Heizo has already thought about what Zhou Ming will say. With power, money, and fame, he can offer enough attractive conditions to recruit the other party to his army.

But I didn't expect Zhou Ming to make such a direct request.

For a moment, Oda Heizo didn't know how to respond. He smiled awkwardly and asked carefully: "That's it? No other request?"

"You help me sign up, and I will help you win the first place. It's that simple."

Zhou Ming said, but he took a few steps back without making a sound, and distanced himself from Oda Heizo.

The reason is that Oda Heizo's mouth stinks!

"This is not a matter of not brushing teeth. This is fucking worse than shit!"

Zhou Ming complained in his heart, and took a few steps back without making a sound again, so as not to be irritated by Oda Heizo's breath.

He was born shy and not good at speaking. He dared not say anything when he encountered such uncivilized things. He could only take the initiative to give in and endure it silently.

But he wanted to avoid it, but the water was ruthless and the shit was intentional!

"Good! Good! Good! With Zhou Jun's powerful military force, he must show his skills, make a splash, and become famous all over the world!"

Oda Heizo threw out all the words he knew in one breath, opened his arms and was about to hug Zhou Ming.

He could also see that with the hand Zhou Ming just showed and the ghostly body movement, if he really wanted to kill him, no warrior present could stop him.

In this case, why should he be timid? It would be better to just let go and release his enthusiasm.

"Stop!" Seeing that Oda Heizo was about to pounce on him, Zhou Ming was frightened and quickly stretched out his hand to stop him.

"Just this distance, yes, keep this distance, just say whatever you want to say, don't be so enthusiastic, I'm really not familiar with you."

Oda Heizo's open arms stopped in mid-air, and the smile froze on his face, then disappeared little by little, becoming gloomy.

Matsui's face became terrified, and his hands shook uncontrollably, as if he was electrocuted.

"Are you... saying I have bad breath?"

"Hey, don't talk nonsense. I never maliciously slander others, no matter how big the person's shortcomings are..."

"You... said I have a serious bad breath?"

"Then! You all heard it. He slandered me! He slandered me!"

"How dare you say I have bad breath!"

Swish!

The adamantium blade was across Oda Heizo's shoulders. Several strands of hair blown by the wind hit the blade and immediately broke and fell with the wind.

"I said you have a big head. I want to fix your head." Zhou Ming said lightly.

"Hehe." Oda Heizo's mouth twitched a few times, laughed dryly a few times, and suddenly became normal.

"I, I think my head is okay, no, no need to fix it."

The knife was on his neck. He had to think about it before he wanted to get angry. Although he had just made contact, Oda Heizo knew that the man in front of him was not someone he dared not to take action.

Matsui, who was standing next to him, was terrified and his face changed wildly. He was torn. He wanted to fulfill his duty as a guard, but he was afraid that if he shouted, Oda Heizo would be chopped. If he didn't express his feelings, he would be very derelict in his duty. He felt that it was wrong for him to stand here and breathe.

"Don't you think about it? My sword is very fast."

"No, no, no, how can I trouble you with such a small matter!" Matsui finally saw the opportunity and hurried to smooth things over.

"Someone will take care of Lord Oda's hair. How can I use your precious sword? This is not, this is not..."

Matsui wanted to use a word to describe it, but his cultural level was low, and he couldn't say the word for a long time.

"Waste of nature." Zhou Ming kindly said for him.

"Yes, yes, yes! You are really educated, sir!" Matsui tried his best to smile, "You are educated, strong, and even your sword is so beautiful. Sir, I declare that from now on you are my only idol!"

"..." Zhou Ming: "What's your name?"

"I am Matsui Kyoshin!" Matsui bowed deeply, "Please give me more advice in the future!"

"I think you look like a comedian." Zhou Ming complained and put away his sword.

It feels that the style of the painting is a little abnormal because of the appearance of Matsui Kyoshin.

"It's the same as before. You help me sign up, and I will help you win the first place. Happy cooperation."

Zhou Ming stretched out his hand.

Oda Heizo's face changed repeatedly, and finally, he held Zhou Ming's hand with a smile on his face: "Mr. Zhou, if you don't let me down, I will never let you down."

"..." Zhou Ming silently pulled his hand back.