I have a magic arsenal

Junbe Ichiro is very happy now, because the gangsters he sent out finally captured the niece of Baiyun City Lord.

It will be the five-year election of Baiyun City Lord. This time, the master they infiltrated has already won over many forces and supporters. It can be said that they are determined to win the position of Baiyun City City Lord this time.

Although everything is ready, he is still afraid of something unexpected, so his master directly asked him to tie the niece of Baiyun City Lord as the final hole card. The weight to dissuade Baiyun City Lord!
Now that the great event has been accomplished, can the matter of rising to the sky be far behind?

Sitting in the carriage, Junbe Ichiro patted his thighs with both hands, closed his eyes, and hummed a ditty while shaking his head. He was proud of the spring breeze, which made him miss the chick from Yihongyuan.

"Master, we're here!" The coachman's voice sounded from outside the carriage, and then he opened the curtain, and helped Junbe Ichiro out of the carriage. Looking at the desolate area outside and the dilapidated cottage, I felt an indescribable excitement .

"You wait for me here!" Junbe Ichiro ordered, stepped outside the wall of the small thatched cottage, stretched out his hand and pushed open the broken door, through the shadow reflected inside, he could clearly see a beautiful woman sitting on the chair.

Immediately, Junbe Ichiro was in a state of mind.

Although he had never seen the appearance of the niece of the Lord Baiyun, he had already heard that the niece was a beauty embryo who looked like a fairy. At this moment, he knew that what he said was absolutely true just through the window.

Junbe Ichiro swallowed subconsciously, turned his head and walked back, and told the driver to stay away, and he was coming when he signaled.

The coachman is Junbe Ichiro's exclusive coachman. After so many years of traveling with Junbe Ichiro, he couldn't understand his temperament and habits, so he clasped his fists and drove the carriage a little farther.

Junbe Ichiro nodded in satisfaction, straightened his clothes, walked to the door of the small thatched cottage, and pushed the door open with a "squeak".

"It's really a beauty!" Junbe Ichiro stepped in, and when he saw Qingsi's pitiful appearance tied to the chair, he couldn't move his eyes away.

He has played with many women, both good and bad, and now compared to the person in front of him, they are all shit!
Under the flickering of the dim candlelight, a delicate and attractive woman was tied behind her back on a chair, her fair and pretty face was full of shyness and pity, and her vermilion lips trembled due to tension, bright as the moon His eyes are full of crystal clear tears, such a look that I feel pity for, even Da Luo Jinxian can't sit still!
Let alone Ichiro Junbe, such a womanizer!
A raging flame blazed from Junbe Ichiro's abdomen, and his whole body was as hot as the magma flowing out after a volcanic eruption. His throat was extremely dry at the moment, as if it was about to smoke.

"Who are you?" Qingsi's voice trembled.

"Me?" Junbe Ichiro walked to the opposite side of Qingsi, his greasy face was covered with a smile like a wolf seeing a lamb: "I am the man in your dream!"

"Dare to kidnap me, don't be afraid of being known, and kill me!" Qingsi shouted.

"Death under the peony flower, even being a ghost is romantic!" Junbe Ichiro continued, swallowing his saliva, "On such a beautiful day, only me and the beauty are here. This is the fate bestowed on us by God!"

"But don't waste such a beautiful day!" Junbe Ichiro couldn't hold back the raging fire in his heart. He took good care of everything and kept nothing, let him go to hell!
At this moment, Junbe Ichiro wanted to go to Wushan together with the person in front of him.

"Snapped!"

Junbe Ichiro let out a strange cry, as if he was about to pounce on Qingsi, and suddenly felt a chill on his back, and the tingling pain from Sisi Lala slowly swept across his whole body, he touched his back with his backhand, it was a little sticky, and put his hand on it. Looking at the candlelight in front of my eyes, I was shocked!
It turned out to be blood!

Oh shit!

These three Jiangyang thieves are really unreliable!

Should have used their own people long ago!
This was Junbe Ichiro's first thought, he suddenly turned around, but was stunned.

Because standing in front of him was not the three strong Jiangyang thieves, but a thin and handsome man standing there, holding something like a fire stick in his hand, who was at the moment With a little white smoke.

"Aren't you surprised!" Shen Lang smiled and looked at Junbe Ichiro in front of him: "Where are those three dogs lying down? It's so obvious, why can't you see it!" He said and pointed Refers to the dark place on one side of the corner.

Junbe Ichiro turned his head subconsciously and looked carefully for a long time before he saw the three Jiangyang thieves leaning against the corner of the wall like arhats stacked on top of each other.

"Save..." Junbe Ichiro's hot flames were extinguished in an instant, and he was completely cold from head to toe. There was a burst of blood splashing, and a cold stinging pain traveled all over the body in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, Junbe Ichiro felt as if all the strength in his body had been taken away, his legs went limp, and he collapsed on the ground, his face was pale, his lips were trembling, and his teeth were clenched.

What should I do?
"If you cooperate with me, I will spare your life. I just need you to do one thing for me!" Shen Lang walked up to Junbe Ichiro with a suppressed pistol, squatted down, and said with a smile: "Your base camp is at Where, take me there!"

"Since it failed, it's either killing or cutting. Take it at your own discretion and let me sell the location of the base camp. The samurai spirit will not allow me to do this!" Junbe Ichiro was sweating profusely from the pain, but he still gritted his teeth every word.

"Samurai spirit?" Shen Lang was taken aback for a moment, then sneered: "This makes me a little familiar!"

I didn't expect to come and travel to this world, but I can still meet?

"Let me ask, which empire are you from?" Shen Lang's smile became playful.

"I won't say anything!" Junbe Ichiro said.

"Lady, the warrior spirit he is talking about belongs to that empire?" Shen Lang looked up at Qingsi.

At this time, Qingsi had already stood up from the chair. As for the rope that tied her, it was just a deception, and it was not tied at all. I have read many books, but I have never heard of it!"

Shen Lang nodded, and turned his gaze back to Junbe Ichiro: "I'll talk about this later, and now I'll ask you again, where is your base camp?"

"You just die!" Junbe Ichiro closed his eyes, waiting to die.

"Yoyo, samurai spirit!" Shen Lang smiled brightly, and then put the barrel of the gun on Junbe Ichiro's lap: "Let me see your samurai spirit today!"

"Snapped!"