If the onlookers around him didn't know all about the dispute between him and Qingdeng, they might have been deceived by his rhetoric.

Suddenly, a bunch of disdainful eyes fell on Itakura Hirahiko.

The owners of these eyes seemed to be saying: It’s a shame you can tell lies with your eyes open!

What thugs! You were clearly the one who started the trouble!

It was the group of Confucian scholars who were too self-aware to find trouble with Qingdeng, and they were also the first to resort to violence.

As for Itakura Hirahiko, forget about it.

He harassed Tianzhangyuan in public, and on top of that, he made obscene remarks to belittle Tianzhangyuan.

After doing such a thing, he was just punched by someone, which was considered to be a magnanimous person.

As for killing Zuichiro and others, this move was completely a reasonable defense for Qingto.

Itakura Hirahiko wildly threatened to cut off both of Aoto's arms to vent his hatred, and Saichiro and others also faithfully fulfilled Itakura Hirahiko's request. Every knife he slashed at Aoto could easily cause disability.

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Since you want to harm others, you must be mentally prepared to be harmed by others. Only those who are prepared to be hacked can be qualified to hold a sword - this was the mainstream value of the Edo period.

In terms of both emotion and reason, Aoshinobu had nothing to criticize about the various actions done by Itakura Hirahiko and his team.

However... even though the onlookers around them all knew the truth of the matter, no one dared to step forward and speak for Qingdeng...

"What?" After listening to Itakura Hirahiko's explanation, Kisaburo's expression changed drastically.

Immediately afterwards, he waved his hands vigorously towards the subordinates behind him without thinking, and shouted angrily:

"What are you doing standing still? Why don't you arrest this thug quickly!"

Kisaburo gave the order in a tough tone, and the officials did not dare to disobey.

Crash, clatter, clatter... there was a loud sound of footsteps and the collision of equipment.

With extremely skilled movements, more than a dozen officials formed a square formation that surrounded Qingdeng.

Four officials holding long ladders stood at the forefront of the formation. They put the wide long ladders in their hands together end to end to form the four sides of the square array.

A prong that can resist the prisoner's body and prevent him from moving; it is shaped like a "T" and can trip the prisoner's feet, and can also withstand the protrusion of the weapon in the prisoner's hand; there is a prong covered with barbs at the top.

Sleeve hooks that can entangle the prisoner's clothes and make it difficult for the prisoner to escape - a group of officers holding these three catching tools stand behind the "ladder man" and extend the spears, forks and other sticks through the pedals of the long ladder.

The gap between them points directly to Qingdeng, who is surrounded in the center of the formation.

It can be attacked or defended, making it impossible for prisoners to escape... This simple but extremely lethal square formation was the "capture array" most commonly used by security officers in the Edo period.

It is basically impossible for ordinary people to escape from this formation.

Let alone ordinary people, even a martial arts master like Qing Deng who has experienced hundreds of battles may not be able to escape from this formation unscathed.

Surrounded by long ladders that hinder movement, in front of them are more than a dozen long soldiers with extremely complementary functions... Looking across Edo, which has a population of one million, there are probably less than a hundred people who can completely ignore this formation.

Tokugawa Iemo and Tenshoin's faces darkened when they saw Qingnobo encountering a new crisis. Mother and son turned to look at Yae at the same time as if they had a tacit understanding, and cast a solemn look at Yae.

Although both of them remained silent, what they wanted to say to Yae was beyond words.

Yae nodded silently, then silently lowered his body weight, slightly bent the fingers of his hands, and clasped the delicate jade toes wrapped in cute white socks a few times, ready to rush forward to support Qingden if the situation went wrong.

preparation.

"..." Tokugawa Iemo raised his head and gaze, looking at the direction that Sashige had just left, the expression on his face was unpredictable.

Tianzhangyuan and others were busy preparing for a war with their own officials...Under this situation, Qingdeng, who was in the center of the whirlpool, was quite calm and composed.

He first took a deep look at Kisaburo, then hoarsely said slowly in a disguised deep male voice:

"Sir, you just listened to other people's words and then started arresting people... It's too hasty and irresponsible, isn't it?"

As soon as Qingto finished speaking, Kisaburo seemed to have heard some Coca-Cola joke. He grinned slightly at first, and then burst into laughter unable to restrain himself.

"You are standing among the dead, with a knife still dripping blood in your hand. There are all witnesses and material evidence. What else can you say? I can't say anything until you accompany us to the execution center.

Bar!"

One party is Wakato's son, and the other party is an ordinary samurai dressed in traveler's attire and ordinary clothes - which party should we prefer? Which dialect should we follow? For this question, Kisaburo didn't even hesitate for a second and chose his own.

Answer: Stand firmly with Itakura Hirahiko!

Although I don’t know who this samurai wearing a hat is, but what does that mean?

Regardless of the fact that this man in a hat looks like an ordinary stranger from other places, even though he may have some status and background, Kisaburo is not afraid at all.

No matter how high his status is, can his family background be more prominent than that of Itakura Hirahiko?

No matter how much background you have, how can you beat the odds of having an employed family member?

Kisaburo's little calculation was very clear - he decided that sharing the joys and sorrows with Itakura Hirahiko would never go wrong!

"Hey! Why are you holding still!" Kisaburo urged his subordinates loudly, with a tone that was partly impatient and partly puzzled.

The arrival of Kisaburo and others changed the situation suddenly.

Many spectators at the scene were sighing and feeling deep sympathy for Qingdeng's tragic experience... No matter how skilled he is, he can't beat money and power after all...

I saw Itakura Hirahiko return to his arrogant and arrogant face.

The rapid transformation of great joy and great sorrow made Itakura Hirahiko feel as if he were in heaven.

Recalling just now, he was so scared that he almost collapsed on the ground because he was afraid of Qingdeng's revenge.

But now, all the fear on his fat face has disappeared, leaving no trace behind.

With a victor's attitude, he cast a teasing and provocative look at Qingden.

Isn’t your swordsmanship very powerful? If you have the guts, attack the officers of your own division! If you have the courage, come and challenge the power of the shogunate behind the officers - Itakura Hirahiko’s eyes are clear

This message was clearly sent to Qingdeng.

Injuring or killing the law enforcement officers of the shogunate... this is a serious crime among serious crimes!

Once this abominable man in a hat is captured and taken to the prison, that will be his home court, Hirahiko Itakura! He has ten thousand ways to torture this man until life is worse than death!

Itakura Hirahiko, who thought he had a chance to win, felt extremely comfortable. The bad energy accumulated in his chest was gone, and even the face injured by Aoto no longer hurt.

In order to express the joyful emotions in his heart, Itakura Hirahiko raised his chin, pointed his nostrils at Aoto, put on a preacher's face, and said to Aoto Yuyu arrogantly:

"Boy, your swordsmanship is indeed very superb, but just being good at swordsmanship is not enough to allow you to run rampant and do whatever you want in Edo."

His inner sense of superiority swelled to the point of almost bursting, and the more he talked, the more comfortable he felt. Finally, he leaned back as if he was slumped, and his nostrils were almost pointing to the sky.

Almost everyone at the scene now believes that this dispute over criticism of corrupt Confucianism has been settled. Hirahiko Itakura, who possesses huge amounts of money, power and resources, has won a great victory.

But at this moment...some weird noises slowly came from all around.

The first people to make this unusual noise were the officers who were surrounding Qingdeng.

"hiss……!"

"Ah, ah! Yes, it's him!"

"Quick! Put all the guys in your hands quickly!"

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The officials were noisy and horrified while hurriedly collecting the fishing gear.

A large formation to capture people will be destroyed if not attacked.

Looking at this scene, Itakura Hirahiko, Kisaburo and the furu were all dumbfounded.

"Bastard!" Kisaburo said angrily, "Who allowed you to collect weapons! Why? Do you want to rebel?"

"S-Sir!" A certain police officer replied with a pale face and tremblingly, "He, he is..."

As soon as the little officer finished his words, a cry of astonishment rang out from the crowd of onlookers around him, finishing what he said next:

"Hey! Look! That person... seems to be Niou!"

One stone stirs up thousands of waves.

Some people either followed the sound casually or looked at Qingdeng in disbelief.

Soon, their originally confused and confused expressions quickly dissipated.

Instead, there were expressions of shock and astonishment.

In an instant, the uproar spread like ripples.

Soon, a chain reaction started.

More and more people are affected and turn to see Qingdeng.

Then, the expressions on their faces were dominated by strong shock at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Hey! It's really Niou!"

"What? Did you read that correctly? Is that samurai wearing a hat really the Nioh?"

"Yeah! I can't be wrong! I was lucky enough to meet Nioh! That person is indeed the 'Nioh' Tachibana Aoden!"

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To be continued...