Itakura Hirahiko's body shape was completely larger than Aoto's.

To blow away an object that was so much bigger and heavier than himself...it shows how much strength Qingdeng used in this punch.

The plump meat mountain drew a low but standard parabola in mid-air and landed on the ground four steps away from Qingdeng.

Landing does not mean the flight stops.

The meat mountain flipped several times against the ground, rolling up a lot of dust and smoke. It wasn't until the whole person was about to hit the crowd of onlookers outside the open space that Itakura Hirahiko finally stopped his retreat and stabilized his position.

Body shape.

At this time, Qingdeng suddenly felt an icy cold wind carrying the sonorous sound of the sword, hitting his body from the slanting stab.

Even if you just listen to the sound, you can feel the sharpness and terrifying momentum contained in this cold wind.

Having no time to turn his head to look, Qingdeng, who was convinced that the danger was coming, heard the voice and defended his position. He leaned back sharply and took half a step back - a sword flashing with the cold light unique to steel was thrust against Qingdeng's chest.

past.

The person wielding the sword was none other than one of Itakura Hirahiko's four bodyguards.

At some unknown time, this person moved to the side and in front of Qingdeng. This position happened to be in the blind spot of Qingdeng's vision.

Whether it's the movement of the body or the selection of attack positions... they all exude a master's aura.

After the first blow failed, this man was not in a hurry to pursue Qingdeng.

He remained in a battle-ready state, glaring at Ayoto, while quickly retreating to Itakura Hirahiko's side.

Aoto's punch against Itakura Hirahiko was fast and sudden.

The moment the dull sound of "fist-to-face" sounded, the whole place fell into deathly silence.

The Confucian scholars and the onlookers around them all seemed to have seen gods coming and ghosts appearing in the world, their eyes widening as if they would roll out of their sockets and fall to the ground at any moment.

A few of the people with more expressive expressions had their jaws open as if they were about to dislocate.

The surroundings suddenly became silent.

Then it suddenly became noisy and noisy again.

"This, this person is so brave, isn't he? He actually dares to hit Ruonianji's son?"

"What is 'courage'? Isn't this called stupidity? If you beat a samurai in the street, if you can do it properly, you can definitely sentence the man in the hat to a felony for this reason!"

"Yes, if you offend Itakura Hirahiko...this person will have to walk away without food!"

"It's over, it's over, that warrior wearing a hat is over."

…

In this chaotic mess, the wailing and painful cries like slaughtering pigs resounded throughout this small space.

"Ahhhhh! My nose! My face! Ahhhhhh!"

How could Hirahiko Itakura, who had been pampered and pampered for many years, withstand Aoshito's punch?

While he was still flying in the air, his consciousness was interrupted due to the severe pain.

After being pinched by the crowd of scholars who hurriedly gathered around him, he walked over quietly.

As soon as Fang woke up, a shattering pain spread down his cheek and throughout his body.

Facial numbness is severe.

It was like a beehive was planted in my head, with countless bees buzzing up and down, making the brain a mess.

Itakura Hirahiko raised his trembling hand and touched his face - the blood on his hand.

The tip and root of the nose are crooked in a strange position.

Even without looking in the mirror, Itakura Hirahiko can feel that his face must be terrible to look at now.

And this is indeed the case.

His front face, centered on his nose, was swelling rapidly at a rate of one second.

Within a few moments, the entire face became twice its normal size.

Itakura Hirahiko's face was fat and big, like a pig's head.

But now...it's no longer "like", it's completely the same as a pig's head.

"Itakura-sama, please calm down."

One of Itakura Hirahiko's bodyguards reached out and held down Itakura Hirahiko's shoulders to prevent him from moving.

He carefully looked at Itakura Hirahiko's face several times. After a moment, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately...it's just a broken nose, but the cheek bones are fine. Mr. Itakura, come, we will take you to the hospital."

The bodyguard reached out to help Itakura Hirahiko, but was roughly pushed away by Itakura Hirahiko.

"Get out of my way!"

Itakura Hirahiko pushed away all those who stood in front of him, covered his face with one hand, and pointed at Qingdeng with his other hand, which was still trembling due to the severe pain in his face.

"You, you guy!"

Qingdeng guessed that his next sentence was a classic line often shouted by villains who are accustomed to bullying men and dominating women after being counterattacked: How dare you hit me?!

As soon as Qingto had this thought, he heard Itakura Hirahiko shouting hoarsely:

"You guy, how dare you hit me?!"

——This is indeed what he said...

After secretly laughing a few times, Qingden said calmly:

"Is there any problem with teaching a shameless and obscene person a lesson?"

After saying that, Qingden specifically turned his head and looked at the crowds on the left and right.

Those people who had just been discussing the rights and wrongs of Tianzhangyuan all changed their expressions and fell silent after being caught by Qingdeng's gaze.

Some of the more timid people did not even dare to stay here any longer, so they hurriedly lowered their faces and waists like mice crossing the street, and fled away from Qingdeng with their tails tucked between their legs.

"Sheng Qing..." Tianzhangyuan stared blankly at Qingdeng's back in front of him. Wherever his eyes flashed, he was full of surprise, confusion... and some kind of emotion that was difficult to describe with specific words.

——Is it my... illusion?

Tianzhangyuan always feels that Qingdeng's current anger... seems a bit too big?

In reality, Tianzhangyuan’s feeling is not wrong.

Qingdeng is indeed very angry right now.

There were two reasons why he wanted to punch Tobakura Hirahiko.

The superficial reason is very simple: this fat man spoke unabashedly and belittled Tianzhangyuan with his words.

In the Edo period, when "women should marry young" was advocated, older leftover women were always regarded as freaks who could be ridiculed.

In such an era, no matter what Tianzhangyuan's private life is, or whether she is a virgin or not, it is not something that can be discussed in public.

Therefore, Itakura Hirahiko's words and deeds just now can be regarded as a serious contempt and blasphemy against Tenshouin.

To be fair, Qingdeng was full of respect for Tianzhangyuan...the female boss who treated him very well. Ever since he recruited him into the New Royal Court, he had been doing his best to train his female boss.

A boss like this who won't just talk to you about sacrifice and dedication, never puts on airs, and has an approachable personality is even rarer than a giant panda.

The person he respected was treated with such contempt...how could Qingdeng not be angry?

Ainoto was not the only one who was angered by Itakura Hirahiko's actions.

Tokugawa Iemo, who sincerely treated Tenshoin as a mother and son, and the two sisters who regarded Tenshouin as the only true god in the world, were all angered by Itakura Hirahiko's rudeness.

Even if Qingteng had not taken any action just now, these three people would definitely use their own methods to protect Tianzhangyuan, which they deeply admired - perhaps even more violent and radical than Qingteng's actions.

As for the underlying reason why Aoto punched Itakura Hirahiko...

During today's private visit with Tokugawa Iemo and Tenshoin, Qingto saw many things that he had not paid much attention to before... or even noticed.

He originally had a bright future, but he was forced to lose his family and his family by the powerful, and he became the "former master of the Taoist temple" who had to rely on deceit and abduction to make a living.

The farmers were tortured by natural and man-made disasters, exorbitant taxes and miscellaneous taxes, and were trapped in hell.

The people at the bottom of the city are so desperate that they don’t even look down on their illness.

Class discrimination and social prejudice that run deep into the bones.

These poor people who have nothing are living in dire straits.

As a result, carnivores like Itakura Hirahiko are all full of fat! They unscrupulously use their power to oppress others, bully men and women, and confuse right and wrong!

Qingteng, who leads a team in the Huofu Thieves Kaili, has military power and extensive connections. His friends are all over the officialdom, martial arts circles and other fields. Therefore, he has the confidence not to do anything to the students of Shohei Ban Academy and Wakato's son.

Good look.

But what about others?

What about those who have nothing to rely on and nothing to rely on?

So unfair...
To be continued...