Hosokawa Masahara's hands paused slightly when he heard this voice.
However, he only paused for a moment before he made up his mind and stabbed it again!
Tsk!
The blade pierced into the flesh, and blood splattered everywhere!
However, the pain that he had imagined did not come. He tried to stab down, but he could not move at all. Hosokawa Masahara opened his eyes in shock and saw an old man with an angry face holding the blade tightly. Blood was flowing out.
"Baka! Coward!"
The old man looked angry at Hosokawa Masahara for not fighting for his life. He cursed and slapped Hosokawa Masahara's face with his other hand.
Hosokawa Masahara's face was already bruised, and after receiving such a slap, the pain went straight into his heart. Hosokawa Masahara immediately sobered up a lot.
He loosened his grip and threw his katana on the ground. He lowered his head and said,""I'm sorry, Ono-kun. I've embarrassed the Japanese Empire.”
Hosokawa Ono, the old man in black, did not care about the wound on his hand and said hatefully,"Lord Smart Ball, please don't forget your mission! If we can't complete the task that the daimyo gave us, even if we die to atone for our sins, we won't have the face to face the martyrs of the Hosokawa family in the netherworld!”
Hosokawa Masahara's face was full of shame. He bent down and bowed, saying,""Hey! Thank you for your reminder, Ono-kun. Otherwise, Zhengyuan would have made a big mistake.”
Zhu Moxie watched from the side and frowned slightly. This Ono-kun's movement technique and speed were truly strange. In just a breath, he had leaped over from over twenty meters away.
He was not weak at all. He was probably on par with Long Yi, Long Er, and Long San.
These three people were geniuses that he had carefully selected over the past ten years. They could choose and use the secret treasury of the royal family at will. The resources they had were much better than ordinary martial arts experts.
In the martial arts world, he was at least on the level of Zuo Lengchan and Ren Woxing.
Judging from Hosokawa Ono's display of strength, this arrogant and despotic Japanese guy probably had an impressive background.
After all, Japan was only a small island country, and any expert at Ren Woxing's level was a national treasure.
Could it be the legendary descendant of the Emperor?
Zhu Moxie pondered for a few seconds and shook his head after searching through his memories. According to historical records, there did not seem to be an emperor named Smart Maru in Japan.
Moreover, the Emperor was only a name in the shogunate period. He did not have much power at all. Simply put, it was just a belief.
It was absolutely impossible for him to come to the Great Ming Dynasty and behave atrociously.
He couldn't think of the best way.
However, it was not Zhu Moxie's style to politely ask a Japanese for advice.
His style was to force!
After Hosokawa Ono and Hosokawa Masahara talked in a bird language for a while, Ono-kun planned to pull Hosokawa Masahara away.
Before he left, Hosokawa Masahiro still dared to glare at Zhu Moxie fiercely, as if he wanted to remember his appearance and wait for an opportunity to take revenge!
As the saying goes, if you don't seek death, you won't die. Even if they didn't seek death, Zhu Moxie would still let them die.
Seeing that they were about to leave, Zhu Moxie's lips curled up and he said playfully,""Isn't it nice to have friends from afar? Two friends have come here as guests. If we leave like this, won't the barbarians laugh at us for being a country of etiquette?”
After saying this, he paused for a moment, then raised his arms high and shouted,"Brothers and sisters from Shijiazhuang, don't you think so?”
Shang Ming held back his laughter. Although this monstrous Crown Prince's methods were monstrous, the way he handled things always made people's jaws drop. He tortured and humiliated people to the point of committing suicide, but he still didn't let them leave.
What was even more shameless was that he clearly viewed the other party as an enemy, but he used the words of a saint to suppress them. He raised himself to the highest point of morality and secretly mocked the Japanese for being barbarians. At this moment, he even incited the masses to play with these two Japanese people.
He couldn't help but sympathize with the two of them. Of all people, they had to offend the crown prince of the Heavenly Dynasty.
Not to mention the fact that they were people with powerful backgrounds in Japan, if they offended the Crown Prince, even the Emperor would die here.
Zhu Moxie's words immediately received a response. The crowd that had just quieted down suddenly burst into laughter. They were amused by this young master's methods. One by one, they enthusiastically displayed the spirit of a verbal cannon.
"That's right! Our Great Ming is a country of etiquette. We have been taught by Sage Kong that we must treat our friends warmly and feel at home!”
"Haha, that's right, that's right. Friends from afar, why don't you come to my shop and eat a bowl of hot sh * t? I guarantee it's free!”
"Sigh, you guys are too bad. Chinese culture is profound and profound. How would the two Japanese friends understand what 'hot sh * t' means? If you want to come, then come to the philosophy institute opened by my family. I'll definitely let the two of you experience the taste of butterflies in a library.”
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Hosokawa Masahara was so angry that the veins on his forehead bulged as he listened to the seemingly passionate but actually unbearable ridicule and teasing. If it wasn't for Ono-kun suppressing him, he would have killed everyone without caring about anything else!
Hosokawa Ono was an old man who had experienced many hardships in his life. His cultivation was very good. At this moment, he was being ridiculed by thousands of people as a mouse. His face was like a wax torch and he was very angry.
He looked at Zhu Moxie, who was obviously the leader, and suppressed his anger. He bowed deeply and said,""I'm sorry. My young master has a bad temper and offended you. The next young master apologizes to you!”
Standing up, Hosokawa Ono's turbid old eyes flashed with anger. He was already 60 years old, yet he was bowing to a young boy. However, the situation was stronger than him, and he had no choice but to bow down now.
Seeing that Zhu Moxie didn't reply, Ono-kun's voice became a little stiff as he spat out a few words dryly,""Sir, please make way!"
Zhu Moxie smiled and walked forward to pat Ono-kun's shoulder. He said softly,""You want to leave? No problem. As long as you agree to my conditions, you can leave at any time.”
Ono-kun's face lit up. Any problem that could be solved with money was not a problem. He hurriedly asked,""Please speak frankly. If I can do it, I will definitely do it!”
Zhu Moxie's cold eyes flashed with a cunning light. He did not answer, but walked to the bucket beside the noodle stall and kicked it over, spilling the stinky water and rotten noodles all over the ground.
"Didn't you just say that this lady's noodles are like mud? Lick up all the mud and leftovers on the ground!”
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