In Order to Become a Heroic Spirit, I Had to Do Things in History

"Sir, Zuamura-shi...is leaving Kyoto." A dark figure emerged from the shadows and knelt at Masahiro Abe's feet.

"...Really. Isn't it going to exercise outside the city?" Abe Masahiro heard the words Zuo Village and involuntarily covered his left shoulder.

Now his left hand is hard to use.

It's all because of that Feather Demon... that Zuamura Anno.

"I'm sure I'm leaving. Mr. Zuo Cun has left the city with his luggage and three knives on his back." The ninja lowered his head and his tone was emotionless.

"Then... let's do it, I'm going to let this bastard... die!" Abe Masahiro said through gritted teeth.

Getting stabbed in the shoulder would be a lifelong shame for him.

When he was in Kyoto, he didn't dare to do it, and he was afraid of Zuo Village's revenge.

But, now, since you've gotten out of Kyoto...

Don't blame me.

Feather Ghost Slash, Zuo Village Annuo.

......

Zuocun walks on the official road.

There was a place he wanted to go.

However, now, something seems to be in trouble.

"Hmph..." The hand was on the hilt of Pheasant Feather.

"I thought you guys would come sooner..." Wakizaki unsheathed, Zuo Cun looked over his head, "It really makes me wait."

"Abe Masahiro's dog."

call--

Dozens of ninjas wrapped in black attacked Zuo Village.

===Chapter 330 Assassination of Masahiro Abe===

Zuo Village held the pheasant feather, expressionless.

These ninjas knew that Zuo Village was definitely not a good opponent, and threw the shuriken at Zuo Village desperately.

Zuo Cun exerted force with his feet, and jumped towards the sky, towards the ninja who jumped from the canopy, and the shuriken thrown by the ninja.

Slashing the shuriken that was in front of him, Zuo Village even had the time to grab a few shuriken and throw them back, and then count the number of ninjas who attacked him.

seventeen.

The ninja seemed to be a ghost, and it failed in one wave, and did not give Zuo Village a chance to close the distance, so he retreated directly.

The ninja came to the ground, but Zuo Village came to the sky.

Stepping on the canopy, Zuo Cun rushed towards the ground from the canopy like a thunderbolt.

Zheng——

One of the ninjas didn't even use the avatar technique, so he headed straight.

"I don't know why that guy Masahiro Abe is so confident in your group of soft-footed shrimp..." Zuo Village rushed towards one of the ninjas, "But, I won't show mercy."

He never thought of persuading these ninjas to surrender.

A ninja's loyalty will never waver.

This is a group of people who dedicate their everything to their masters, and their beliefs will not be swayed by anything.

Therefore, the only way is to kill them all.

Zuo Cun...... is really moving.

......

If Zuo Village is serious, then this group of ninjas who have long since lost the glory and skills of their ancestors will face a certain sense of the strongest samurai in Japan today, the scene will be...

Zuo Cun wiped the blood from his face with his thumb.

This group of forbearance still caused him a little trouble.

Pulling a shuriken from his calf, Zuo Cun laughed.

Wrapping the wound with a strip of cloth, Zuo Village looked at the city of Kyoto, which had sunk into the dusk.

"Originally, I thought it would be ugly to use my own knife to do things for others."

"...But I've changed my mind now."

Wipe the blood off the knife with clothes, Zuo Cun...

Towards Kyoto, I walked back.

......

Masahiro Abe sat on the seat.

Anxious.

Now, there is only one ninja by his side.

It has been more than an hour since the ninjas who went out to hunt down Zuo Village before, and they still haven't come back. It is already dark now.

I left this morning and haven't come back yet.

A somewhat terrifying thought appeared in Abe Masahiro's heart.

Zuo Cun covered his face and did not hold the two highly recognizable weapons, Hepu and Pheasant.

Although Masahiro Abe, the guy who made him feel extremely unhappy, had to be killed, it was still necessary to hide his identity.

At least, Zuo Village doesn't want to be completely the enemy of this shogunate.

Zuo Cun never knew where, by the night, he jumped high into the sky.

Stayed in the sky above Abe House.

Now, Masahiro Abe is in this room.

The corner of Zuo Cun's mouth curled up a little.

The source of maliciousness is extremely accurate and can't be wrong.

As for ninjas, their hearts are as calm as water, and they will not produce such things as malicious.

Although I don't know if there are such things as ninjas by your side...

However, the person I want to kill must die.

Zuo Village fell from the air to the Abe House.

Masahiro Abe was impatient over there, when suddenly, the ceiling collapsed.

"Hey!" Masahiro Abe, who was concentrating on thinking, was so frightened that he stood up.

A guy in an ink-colored Wu suit appeared from among the smashed wooden boards.

Masahiro Abe was sweating coldly and swallowed.

Although he could not see his face and body shape, nor did he see the two famous swords, Masahiro Abe could already be sure.

This guy is the Zuo Village Anno that he hates.

"Nonaka!" Abe Masahiro shouted.

Among the shadows, a figure emerges.

And ninjas?Zuo Cun narrowed his eyes.

The ninja rushed towards Zuo Village, while Masahiro Abe fled towards the window.

He no longer had the courage to face Zuo Village, and now all he could think about was running for his life.

A samurai that seventeen ninjas can't beat?

Masahiro Abe couldn't imagine what kind of monster this was.

In a normal fight, the ninjas were able to fight one against ten, but all seventeen were killed by Zuo Cun!

Damn, run for your life, run for your life!

Let all my retainers come quickly, and then leave Zuo Village here forever!

Masahiro Abe ran towards the window, and he would reach the window frame in the next second.

but--

"Where do you want to go... Old Zhong-sama."

Zheng——

Zuo Cun said nonsense, but he was definitely not slow to start.

It was neither Hepu nor Pheasant Feather that unsheathed.

It's... a stinger.

This dagger obtained from Masahiro Abe's hand was unsheathed in Zuo Cun's hand for the first time, but it slashed at its original owner.

A single knife directly cut off Masahiro Abe's left hand.

"Ah-ahh!" Abe Masahiro suddenly screamed in horror, hugging his broken arm, "My hand-my hand!"

"...Tsk." Zuo Cun glanced out the window.

Poison Ling waved and stabbed directly into Abe Masahiro's mouth.

"Ugh...! Ugh..."

"I don't have much interest in being here with you, Mr. Zhong..." Zuo Cun grabbed Masahiro Abe's neck, lifted him up, and looked at Masahiro Abe's painful eyes, "I just want to Just ask."

"Have you group of vegetarians ever apologized to this country?" Zuo Cun narrowed his eyes and asked this sentence.

Abe Masahiro was stunned, looking at Zuo Village, who only showed his eyes, and shed a little tear.