Zhu Moxie's face was as gloomy as water. After a day of hard work, he was exhausted. He had just arrived in Shijiazhuang Jia Zhuang to find an inn to complain when he encountered such a thing.
It was the Chenghua period now. Logically speaking, the first time the Japanese attacked the mainland was during the Jiajing period of the Ming Dynasty. It was still 180 years from now. Previously, they were only harassing and robbing the Shandong coastal area.
He didn't expect that he would come directly to Shijiazhuang, which was close to the capital, and dare to commit murder on the streets under the feet of the emperor.
He even mocked the Celestial Empire as trash, saying that not only did he kill people, but he also kidnapped women. He was simply going too far.
"Stop or die!"
Zhu Moxie narrowed his eyes, and the killing intent in his eyes was thick. In his previous life, he did not have a good impression of this group of cowards who did not dare to bear the responsibility of history. This time, he had seen such bullying under his eyelids.
Putting aside the identity of the Crown Prince and the future Son of Heaven, anyone from the Celestial Empire would be furious.
Hosokawa Masahara was enveloped by the almost tangible killing intent, and goosebumps suddenly appeared all over his body. It was as if he was being stared at by a fierce tiger that was ready to devour him. The falling Kikukawa samurai sword paused slightly and stopped just one centimeter away from Butcher's neck.
"Baka Yalu, which idiot are you? How dare you meddle in this prince's affairs!”
Hosokawa Masahara couldn't stand Zhu Moxie's cold gaze anymore. Thinking of his identity, he became even more confident and started cursing.
"Presumptuous! How dare you speak to the young master like this? Slap your mouth!”
Shang Ming's expression changed slightly. This Japanese man in front of him was simply courting death. He actually dared to provoke the Crown Prince, who was already furious. He immediately shouted.
As soon as he finished speaking, Dragon One, who was beside him, flashed and formed an afterimage at a speed that was almost invisible to the naked eye. He rushed forward and slapped twice.
Hosokawa Masahara felt stars in front of his eyes, and his cheeks hurt inexplicably. There was a sweet taste in his mouth, and before he could react, the black shadow in front of him disappeared.
"Wow…"
After a while, Hosokawa Masahara, who had been slapped, was awakened by the smell of blood in his mouth. He spat out a mouthful of blood with a few broken teeth.
Hosokawa Masahara's cheeks were flushed red, and blood was oozing out of the corners of his lips. The arrogant and smug Hosokawa Masahara had turned into a sorry state in the blink of an eye. The crowd of nearly a thousand onlookers burst into cheers.
"Good fight! This son of a b * tch ate and dined at my restaurant yesterday and even beat someone up. It's best if he's beaten to death!”
"Speaking of which, this Japanese guy seems to have a powerful background. Will this young master be alright?”
"What are you afraid of? Just now, that guy had already called himself a prince, and this young master's attendant dared to slap him. He must have a powerful background.”
"That's right, that's right. So what if their background isn't as good as that birdman? In our Great Ming's land, even if all the Japanese come, we'll teach them a lesson!”
.......
In an instant, the already complicated city center became even more noisy. There were discussions and opinions.
However, there was an unexpected unity, and that was the indignation towards Hosokawa Masahara.
The children of Huaxia had always been like this. It was fine if their brothers fought, but if any outsiders dared to behave atrociously, they would definitely unite and fight against the outside world.
Seeing the current situation, the anger in Zhu Moxie's heart immediately lessened by quite a bit. Righteousness was righteousness. From the emperor to the commoners, there was not a single coward.
Earlier, they had stood rooted to the ground in fear, but Zhu Moxie didn't feel much disdain for them.
It was completely understandable that the ordinary people who lived in peaceful times and rarely saw blood would be scared out of their wits when they saw the sudden killing on the streets.
However, if he didn't appear in time, this brave butcher would probably have to spill his blood three feet in order to arouse the ferocity of the crowd.
At that time, even if they beat this Japanese devil into meat paste, it would not be comparable to the lives of the Ming people.
"Baka, baka, piss off puppets! You lowly Chinese pigs! How dare you hit me? I'm going to kill you to show the dignity of the empire!”
Hosokawa Masahara, who had never suffered such humiliation before, completely lost control of himself as the tide of ridicule and abuse poured in. With bloodshot eyes, he roared angrily, holding a knife with both hands and stepping on wooden clogs. He rushed over with a strange pace.
"Young master, be careful!"
When the crowd saw Hosokawa Masahara suddenly charging at Zhu Moxie like a madman, and in a short breath, he bypassed all obstacles with a strange movement technique, and slashed down with his sword, they quickly shouted together.
Zhu Moxie crossed his arms in front of his chest, completely unconcerned. It was as if what was coming at his head wasn't a knife, but a fried dough stick. He didn't even have the intention to dodge.
Shang Ming, Dragon One, and the others also turned a blind eye to the situation. They watched calmly. Their duty was to obey orders. Without Zhu Moxie's orders, they would not move.
Moreover, they didn't think that this weakling would be able to hurt this monstrous crown prince.
"Die!"
Hosokawa Masahara saw that Zhu Moxie did not dodge at all, and was clearly mimicking the way he had dealt with Butcher. He was even more furious, and his face was red as he roared. His hands slashed down with all his strength, as if he wanted to sweep everything and split the world apart.
"You're quite capable…"
Zhu Moxie felt a chill on his scalp, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly as he commented in his heart.
After reaching the Supreme Force realm, he had already mastered the ability to avoid danger. The slight chill on his skin meant that if he did not dodge, the knife could hurt him, enough to break his well-tempered skin.
Just as the cold light of the blade approached Zhu Moxie's forehead, the corner of his mouth curled up.
He smiled, and that cruel smile made the thousand people present feel as if they had fallen into an ice cellar, and they all shivered.
The laughter of the killing god, all living beings perished!
This was the smile of a demon!
Sigh, I've been writing a chapter for a few hours. I'm a little drunk. It's just not efficient to write in a state of insomnia.。。The next day at the fourth watch, he did not ask for criticism, but he did ask for a reward.。。From tomorrow onwards, he would stick to four chapters a day.。。
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