I, Tokisaki Kurumi, a Wanderer

"Yes, yes..." He obliged and took the people away.

"Big brother...what are you doing?" Beside him, another old man looked at him puzzled.

"Idiot! Go back and talk about it." He rolled and crawled away, and at the intersection of the carriages, he saw several old-fashioned civilians walking towards the front of the car.

He didn't remind him, just mocked, waiting to see the joke.

Calamus is not so easy to pinch now.

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Sorry, sorry, sorry.

Very late.

Chapter 15 Can I ask you to die first

The Iron Fortress was operating, and a whistle sounded from time to time.

Several angry civilians broke into the cab barefoot, holding the steam rifles of the warriors against their chests, as if strangled and the warriors dared not shoot.

"They insisted that Jia Tiecheng stop, and they refused to listen to the persuasion at all." A warrior from the Sifangchuan family looked at the calamus helplessly.

Several people sat cross-legged in the cab.

"Please - stop - car"

"We want to offer our condolences to the family."

"If you go further, you won't be able to hear the sound of blessing." Several people chattered.

"Are you trying to turn my grandson into a ghost?"

Calamus looked at them with difficulty.

"Oh?" Kuang San looked at these guys with interest. The people of this world are really interesting.Interestingly, she has a little desire to kill.

"Alala, don't you want your grandson to become a ghost?" Kuang San walked down the stairs step by step.

"Of course, that's my only grandson." He put on a humble stance, looking like a wounded old man, completely missing the arrogance that he had held his chest at the gun before.

Clang——

When Nianqi was beside him, Kuangsan pulled out the saber from Laiqi's waist with his backhand, pressed it in with a sliding step, and then pressed the blade against the old man's neck.

"Nei, if your grandson is so lonely, you can accompany him, okay?"

"You!" He glared at Kurumi. "Why don't you have any compassion?"

"Tokisaki-san..." Calamus hesitated and stretched out her hand.

Looking at the worried look of the big lord, the old man became even more arrogant.Raising his head, he leaned towards the knife.

"Kill me!" he shouted. "You unconscionable fellow, kill me! I'll go to accompany my poor grandson."

"Have pity on our family, work hard for the Lord, and finally...finally..." The old eyes squeezed, and it seemed that he could really squeeze out a few tears.

Accompanied by the old man's arrogance, several people around started sobbing, as if they had been greatly wronged.

But to his surprise, the girl in the black shirt didn't let go at all, instead she hooked the corner of her mouth and pressed the knife slowly and extremely calmly.

The ice-cold blade cut through the skin, and the knife that Lai Su was wearing was well maintained. The old man only felt that the coolness around his neck was a little bit worse, and he saw the dark red blood flowing down the knife.

When the blood rolled down his neck, he felt the warmth of the blood and the fear of death.

He pushed back sharply, covering his neck at the same time, and only then did he feel the pain.

"Murder! The samurai of the Sifang River family killed!"

Several people screamed in horror, causing the warriors to glare.

Clang——

Kurumi directly threw the long knife in his hand, pressed against the guy's scalp, passed through the scarf above his head, and nailed it into the steel plate abruptly, pinning the old man to the ground.

"If you call again, it will really kill you."

She is serious.

Several people fell silent.

"Let's go back first, we will consider the condolences." Calamus said softly.

Several people were relieved, looking at the calamus as if looking at the reborn parents, and left without looking back.

"Tokisaki-san... Thank you very much." Ayame bowed deeply to Kurumi.

"Alala, such a thank you is not sincere at all." Kurumi paused for a while, pulled out the long sword, and threw it to Kazui again.

Looking at his saber, Lai Su looked distressed.

"Huh?" Calamus froze there. "Tokisaki-san... what do you want me to do?"

"She wants you to show your belly." Wuming pouted, obviously full of resentment for Kuang San's words.

"Hey, hey!" Calamus stood there in shock, her face full of astonishment.

"No." Kuang San smiled, then holding Wuming's short braids in one hand, he hugged Wuming in his arms.