Pirate: I only come here for three things!

Duanmu came to the outside of Yanyang Building again, which was a three-story building.

A gangster with big muscles and round waist came out and looked at Duanmu who was wearing a bamboo hat and a fox mask.

"What are you doing?! Don't stand in our place!! Get out!!"

Duanmu didn't speak, just held the handle of the knife.

"Huh? Do you want to fight here? Do you know where this place is? How dare you make a mistake!"

Duanmu suddenly exerted force, and his whole body moved forward with the force of the sword. The knife cut across his trachea cleanly, and he covered his neck, but he could no longer stop the blood that was pouring out from his neck crazily. The huge body fell to the ground with a thud.

He strode into the territory he came to a few days ago, but there were some small differences between today and the time he came before. His face was stained with blood. Looking around, the businessmen eating tea underneath were all shocked and their legs were trembling.

Among them, three samurai who were responsible for security work and supported by the Chamber of Commerce on the first floor drew their swords to respond to the enemy, and at the same time shouted: "The enemy is attacking!"

Duanmu did not choose to get entangled with them, and turned around and ran upstairs. The wooden stairs were equipped with handrails and creaked when he stepped on them.

Two thugs appeared above, and five people surrounded Duanmu in the stairwell.

One of them, a short man on the second floor, holding a powder gun, was stunned.

In today's Wano Country, you can still see evil swordsmen who wield swords to kill people. The people opposite them seem to have traveled from a previous era.

In this short moment of being stunned, Duanmu seized the opportunity.

His sword rushed forward, a tooth protruding from it, ready to stab the guy holding the thermal weapon to death, opening a gap. But he didn't want this man to tighten his muscles so much that Duanmu couldn't pull out the knife.

Duanmu picked up the bamboo hat and flew down to delay the attack for a moment, inserting the sword deeper until the enemy was completely stabbed to death. Because he couldn't pull out the sword for a while, he simply used the hilt of the sword as a handle and the man's body as a shield, pushing towards the surviving man upstairs until he hit the wall. A sword penetrated two people and was nailed to the wall on the second floor.

Duanmu picked up the knife in the man's hand, slid it down the handrail of the stairs, and used the force of gravity to stab the wild boar. Kicked two of them over, and understood two of them with a knife.

Then before the two guys got up, they did a backflip to get up first, and then each of them slashed at their necks in order to kill them quickly.

Duanmu looked around and looked at the people present with a critical eye.

Most businessmen have seen this kind of battle.

"I apologize for disturbing everyone's tea." After Duanmu said this, he really pretended to salute, and then strode upstairs.

Everyone was stunned, and the female family member of someone's family let out a scream, and then the whole scene completely collapsed like an avalanche. Fear was contagious, and everyone present was like a frightened bird, running frantically toward the only exit to escape. To this end, a stampede occurred at the door.

An old man was still sitting in his seat, with tears in his eyes. The boy wearing the clothes around him didn't know why.

"What's wrong? Sir, we'd better run for our lives quickly. This desperado doesn't know what he's going to do."

"You know, the masked swordsman just now reminded me of a legend from the past."

"Back then, Master Shigetsuki Ryoma was like this. He broke into a group alone and started his legendary journey, opening up a new era."

He burst into tears, and his eyes flashed back to the prosperous days of Wano Country in the old days.

Toyota was sipping tea at a high altitude at this time. This tea is also a good product that I just spent a lot of money to buy.

It seems that the blockade here has not had the slightest impact on his life. After he learned that Duanmu was missing, he sent the ninja Dahei to quickly find the carpenter who could make the local vehicle and either control it or kill him directly. Let them not leave the territory behind the bell, and then slowly play their own cat-and-mouse game.

"There is a samurai with a fox mask. He came to kill him. He may be coming after you, sir." At this time, Hanzo appeared here, only to find that there were two people in the room at this time. A man in slovenly clothes was sitting in a Toyota. Across the way, Niu drank the best tea in front of him.

This man was wearing clean clothes, with disheveled hair, and carried a well-made long sword at his waist. The black hair is still a mess, and the stubble of different lengths is piled on the face, looking indescribably decadent.

"Sir, who is this?"

"The most famous swordsman of Kozuki Sukiyaki, Fusashi Ken, was a master of the Immortal style. Hanaryanagi style."

Not long ago, Duanmu tried to hire this famous swordsman, but now this man has obviously turned to another person. Toyota made this man an offer that he could not refuse, so he chose to walk out of his previous hole and change his way of life.

"Ah, it's him."

Hanzo instantly respected this man even more. In addition to the excitement of witnessing a living legend, Hanzo also had a deep fear of him in his eyes. As a close minister of the previous general, how could he easily switch to Mr. Toyoda? He knew that there must be something hidden in the middle of this.

"From today on, you will work together under me. Incomparable unity, inspired by Jin Cheng." He was still telling lies that he would never believe.

"Hi." X2

Hanzo lowered his head to show his obedience, while the swordsman Hanaliyu just nodded slightly.

"How is the swordsman's strength? How does it compare with my newly hired pillar?"

Hanzo was not an ignorant idiot, although he had only heard the reports from the prajna warriors below and had not officially seen Duanmu who was performing unparalleled enlightenment in the crowd. Still crossing his legs, he said seriously: "There are some standards, but compared with Master Hanaliyu, there is a big gap."

"What about you? How does it compare?"

"The villain must take him down." Hanzo knelt down on one knee.

"Go."

Where Hanzo was, a log appeared. This is what the ninja eats, and it is also their specialty.

"As for you, Hua Liuliu, just in case you stay here, I have a very important phone call next. Anyone who comes to this place, even Hanzo just came, you have to block him Outside."

"As long as you abide by our agreement." Hua Liuliu lowered his eyes and stroked the knife in his hand.

"Don't worry, as long as you work under me for three months, I will give you a chance. The opportunity to assassinate Heitan Orochi. You also know now that I am the hot and popular person on Heitan Orochi's side, Heitan Orochi still needs me to dismantle the influence of those old antiques from the Chamber of Commerce."

He stood up and returned to the private room inside.

"I know you already have a favorite sword, but I have also collected some good swords in the past few days. If you are interested, you might as well take a look. Although it is destined to not be as good as the famous sword in your hand, it was also bought at a high price. good stuff."

The man's lowered eyes finally glowed a little, and he looked at the swords that were completely unmaintained and just placed there, showing a distressed look.

…………

After all, this is the home of the Chamber of Commerce. Of course, the extremely wealthy businessmen will not skimp on security. More thugs gathered around.

Following the leader's angry shouting and the sound of the sword being unsheathed, a dozen bright sword lights suddenly lit up around Duanmu. He repeated his old trick, tearing off the bamboo hat he was carrying and throwing it towards the enemy like a Frisbee. This bamboo hat is very wide, which just has the effect of disturbing the line of sight and distracting attention.

Duanmu followed behind the hat, the sharp blade in his hand glowing coldly.

One person fights more than a dozen, and is suppressed for a while. Sometimes the most important thing in a fight is momentum. However, the thugs raised by the businessmen still had too few live ammunition. At this time, they were clearly outnumbered, but they panicked instead.

After dealing with the three of them, Duanmu was also proud of himself. Seeing that the group of people gradually got used to it, he ran in the opposite direction.

Before the group could react, they finally moved their ladylike steps amidst the leader's scolding after a second or two. Because the actual area of ​​the second floor was very large, Duanmu stepped on the wall as he looked at the crowd behind him. His backhand sword flashed across it, and he ran as close as possible. The two brave generals who had escaped from the large army were furious on the spot.

Looking at the people still chasing behind him, Duanmu made a face and then continued to pull.

Everyone wanted to chase him, but they were stopped by a very large and stocky ninja wearing a yellow kimono with a shuriken pattern on it.

"You still want to be killed by him flying a kite? What kind of brain do you have? Go and guard the intersection. This man can't escape."

Duanmu was still looking for a way to continue upwards. There was no window on the entire second floor. When Duanmu saw a few thugs waiting for work in front of him, he roughly deduced that the structure here was a back-type structure.

So, where is the way to go up to the third floor?

At this time, two more gangsters stabbed at them one after another. Duanmu dodged sideways, and then used a weird angle to kill one of them. Then the knife flew in a semicircle, resisting another attack from behind.

However, there were more and more thugs, and three of them came with sticks, trying to restrict Duanmu's range. Regardless of the left and right sides, he went to kill the man in the middle. He was confused and Duanmu seized the opportunity. Duanmu feinted with a shot, jumped into the air with his stick, and neatly wiped the necks of the three of them.

This is the flaw that Dahei has been waiting for for a long time. He released his invisibility, and aimed three kunai in his hand at Duanmu's head, heart, and the wrist holding his hand. In mid-air, Duanmu had nowhere to use his strength. Although he twisted his body, he was still cut open by kunai.

"That's right, I can avoid this. It's a pity, because it's a protection mission recently, and none of my weapons are poisoned, otherwise the outcome would be decided by now."

"But do you really still have the energy to fight us now?"

More and more people came from the front and back, blocking any way to Duanmu.

"...Where is the passage to the third floor?"

"Idiot, there is no way from the second floor to the third floor."

That's right.

Duanmu instantly understood the construction of this building. If he wanted to go to the third floor, he could not go up from the second floor. Instead, you should go to the basement first and then enter through the inner stairs. Of course, if Duanmu had the ability to directly break the wall, he could also directly cut off the wall inside the word Hui to open the way to the third floor.

"Then, thank you for your answer."

Duanmu's hands became extremely dark.

Dahei looked at the guy who thought he had been cornered in horror.

"Get out!"

But it is already late.

Waves of waves attacked, and many soldiers foamed at the mouth and fell to the ground under the overlord's domineering aura, and then they could no longer wake up in a short time.

What a powerful overlord color and domineering spirit.

Hanzo only felt that he might have encountered a ghost story.

"Wait, I can..."

But Duanmu didn't need him alive. He is here today to use the most violent means to solve his own troubles.

Duanmu frowned as he looked at the gaped long sword. He didn't look at Hanzo's body, which fell to the ground. He was recovering his strength while going down. The last section of the journey went surprisingly smoothly, of course, it may also be because the entire security force of the building is now on the second floor. When Duanmu took a detour from the basement to the third floor, the first figure appeared.

Duanmu, wearing a fox mask, wearing blood-stained white clothes and a bamboo hat, walked on the warm wood path beside the dry landscape.

The people who built this place knew that the owners of the Merchant Alliance were all tea-drinking guys.

But don’t just drink tea. Drinking tea on an empty stomach is not good for your health. So in addition to the best tea, there are also various tea snacks that have been prepared long ago. Their portions are small, delicate and beautiful, and there are big differences between different tea-drinking cultures, such as the difference between Chaoshan tea cakes and Cantonese tea cakes, and British tea cakes and Italian tea cakes.

Different from the smell of blood that filled his nose before, the smell of tea and knife oil entered his nose.

In the spacious Japanese-style floor, new fragrant tea is slowly brewed on the stove.

Clouds of smoke rose from the tea mouth, and both men became aware of each other's presence.

"I didn't expect you to be among the enemies."

Hua Liuliu also looked at the enemies coming up. He put the sword oil away, and the sword in his hand was almost reborn under his care.

He put the sword into its scabbard, as every sword has a scabbard. Without exception.

He looked at Duanmu who was wearing a fox mask.

Oh, what a slender and good-looking man.

He looked from his face, to his pectoralis major, to Duanmu's smooth hands, and said: "If you are willing to give up the knife in your hand and run away, I will let you go."

Duanmu just responded.

"Although I haven't reached the realm of transformation yet, I still have some abilities."

Although this body has almost never held a sword, in his previous life, he participated in the three-month swordsmanship training competition at the Children's Palace, and defeated the popular champion Chu Zihang and won the championship that year.

Hua Liuliu threw the good knife in his hand. This knife has just been debugged by him and is now in excellent condition in every sense of the word.

He looked at the swordsman with messy hair: "Are you here to stop me from cutting off that head? Or are you here to give me equipment?"

"I'm sorry for violating the employment contract, but after this, I will return the money to the lady."

"As for this sword, its condition is much better than your already chipped sword." He stared at the sword in Duanmu's hand, feeling a little dissatisfied. "It was too careless to use, but this is the fate of the murder weapon."

He stood up, twisted his neck, made an exaggerated noise, and then pulled out a sword from his waist.

"Besides, if the opponent is disabled, the child will be unhappy."

It should be a real famous sword. Observe the decorative style of the handle and guard, which is not very common today.

"This child's name is Baiwu Shuangyue and the text is authentic."

The name of this knife is a bit strange, because ordinary knife names do not have the "Ichimonji" that represents the shape of the knife. If we were to name this knife in a common way, it would be Baiwu Shuangyue Zhengzong. Baiwu is the origin of knife forging, Shuangyue is the origin of knife forging, and the last Zhengzong is the name of the swordsmith who actually forged the knife.

The shape of the prototype Japanese sword is mainly about decoration techniques, and the shape of the sword itself is pretty good.

The actual meaning of a character is that there is a character pattern in the decoration of the knife. For example, in the famous "Chrysanthemum Ichimonji Zezong", chrysanthemum refers to the sixteen-petal chrysanthemum pattern on the knife handle, and Ichimonji refers to the one-character pattern carved horizontally below the chrysanthemum pattern.

"Since you don't want to leave, let's get started."

Duanmu watched his actions, feeling increasingly depressed. I secretly thought that this must be a master.

The tip of the knife is calm and still, the posture is not chaotic at all, and there is no trace of tension in the whole body. The whole person seems to feel that the whole body is exerting force, and the whole body feels completely relaxed.

The enemy in front of him was different from the previous thugs. His control of power was extremely reasonable and he was ready to deal with any changes. No matter where he attacked from, he could counterattack at the same speed. There was no flaw in his body, at least Duanmu couldn't notice it.

The enemy in front of you is very powerful.

"No need to say the rest, let the knife do the talking."

Duanmu stood far away from him. He was very fast, but how could he hit him with his sword so far away...

However, the swordsman did it.

To put it simply, the principle is not complicated. It is to swing the sword horizontally with one hand to kill the opponent from a farther position than usual. The essence of this move lies in the grasp of distance. Duanmu blocked this move with the sword in his hand.

"Very good." The other person praised him.

"What did you just use?"

"The secret art of Unbiased Style. If you kill me, you can find this secret book in my arms. There are not many people in the world who practice Unbiased Style. If after my death, another swordsman can pass this thing on, think about it. good."

"Are you so unsure of yourself?"

"No, I say that to everyone."

Duanmu slapped his tongue, and now the other party was indeed pressing down on him and beating him violently. There is a huge gap between himself and his opponent, or in other words, he is not an opponent of his level that he should encounter at all.

"The second move is called Half-Circle Moon."

His lower body holds a knife.

Because of the last long-distance assault, Duanmu chose to get closer to him.

Then, the knife in his hand disappeared under Duanmu's eyes. The sword light completely disappeared from Duanmu's sight. Then the guy on the opposite side changed his center of gravity. From top to bottom, the sword struck sharply from the blind spot of the perspective. This move started from the lower part, like drawing a half-moon, waving the sword upward with one hand.

Due to the long distance, the sinking knife often seems to have suddenly disappeared from the perspective of the opponent facing this move. And when the enemy finally realized the direction from which the knife was thrust out, and when he realized this, his body had already been penetrated.

It is the same as the previous move. It seems very simple and the theory is very clear, but it is extremely difficult to fully master the move.

The long black knife fell on Duanmu's armpit and had already cut part of the flesh. The blood kept pouring out from the gap. Duanmu used his sword to resist Hualiuliu's blade, not letting it go any further. Although Duanmu moves from top to bottom, the torque is more convenient than the other's, but now the two samurai swords are still stuck together, unable to move forward or move back.

"good."

After all, the opponent stopped and had no choice to continue the stalemate.

"Why are you……"

"It's been a long time since I've had a serious competition, so I'm a little bit excited about it."

"After all, this is no longer the era of samurai." He was silently angry, silently angry. "I wish I could give you a way to die befitting a samurai."

"I'm from the World Government."

"As long as he meets the definition in my mind, no matter who he is or what race he is, he is a warrior in my eyes."

He took a step forward and took a deep breath.

"Are you ready?"

Hualiuliu holds a knife on the side.

"What I am going to use next is the ultimate secret of our genre and the basis of my fame."

All the domineering energy in the opponent's body was channeled into the knife in his hand. This was also the first time he used the power of Haki to strengthen himself.

"Mysterious meaning, Feixue."

Duanmu didn't even dare to blink, his eyes and consciousness were all fixed on him.

In the spacious Japanese-style floor, fragrant tea is still brewing.

On the left side, Duanmu's painting on the screen is "Flowers, Trees and Tigers", in which colorful tigers are walking among the flowers and trees in the forest, ready to go. On the right side, Hua Liuliu's long sword is painted sideways as "The Dragon Regrets". The dragon is hovering in the air and arrogant, glaring and clawing.

In the middle, on the large wall, is a gorgeous screen of "Thirty-six Views of Mount Fuji". The two of them merged into one, forming a very quiet painting. The waves, the crashing, the roaring of the water, all the extremely moving scenes were only hidden in the thoughts and eyes of the two. Just waiting for a stone to stir up thousands of waves to add motion to the still painting on the wall.

Ripples started, and the extreme silence turned into extreme movement in the ripples, and the whole picture had a sound.

The tea on the fire was boiling, and a sharp whistling sound emerged, and was immediately overshadowed by the whistling sounds of the two people.

The first one to draw the sword was Hua Liuliu.

As long as you can resist it——

But is it really possible?

A total of three knives were fired from the opposite side, but it seemed like countless knives were attacking him. The first sword was a feint. Duanmu stabilized his lower body and blocked the attack from the right side with his sword. The second sword was a feint. In order to deal with Duanmu, he had to move his body's center of gravity forward and use an attacking posture to deal with the possibility of the opponent's blade piercing directly into his body.

This is simply using multiple attacks at the same time and repeating them... No!

Duanmu's thoughts were confused for a moment, and at this time, the outcome was already decided.

His moves are like countless clones making their own attacks. The number of attacks that can be launched from the side with the knife is very limited, but his attacks seem to be able to come from all directions.

Duanmu's response to the enemy's third sword was deformed, and the man opposite him stepped forward, then moved forward.

The sword in his hand was knocked to the ground, and Duanmu had a preliminary understanding of this move: his move seemed to allow people to be attacked from any direction at any time, and every feint was carefully designed. This is to ensure that your feint conversion consumes less energy than your opponent.

As long as the opponent fails to keep up with his rhythm with any of the swords, then the murderous intention will be imminent, the feint will turn into a real move, and the future will be locked.

Duanmu, single player, failed.