Qingdeng quickly caught up.

This is an open road that can be seen everywhere in Edo, that is, an unobstructed path between two rows of houses.

Without the obstruction of the flow of people, Qingdeng could finally use his true skills.

He kicked the ground fiercely - "Leading the Lead +2" was activated - and the power contained in the muscles of his legs exploded.

The scenery on both sides of Qingden's field of vision was stretched into blurry afterimages, and his own figure also became blurry and difficult to distinguish.

The speeds of the two sides are not at the same level at all, and it is only a matter of time before the samurai catches up.

However, at this moment, the warrior suddenly stopped and turned around, facing Qingden directly.

——What does he want to do?

The warrior's move caused Qingdeng's eyebrows to instantly furrow into the character "Chuan".

Although I don’t know the other party’s intentions, what I should do remains the same.

Because the samurai no longer fled, Qingteng caught up with him in an instant.

Qingdeng first restrained the opponent's arms with a grappling technique, then used a neat over-the-shoulder throw to slam him to the ground, and then straddled him.

Just when Qingteng took off the swords from the samurai's waist and checked whether he was carrying any other dangerous items——

"Hehehehe..."

The warrior suddenly let out a sinister laugh.

Then, he changed into a faint tone and a tone that seemed to be smiling but not smiling:

"Ju Qingden...it's been a long time..."

Qingdeng's eyebrows suddenly stood up.

The warrior's greeting awakened his memory.

He remembered this voice...

Qingden used lightning speed to lift off the low-brimmed bamboo hat from the warrior's head.

Under the bamboo hat, he saw a young face that seemed familiar to him.

Qingdeng thought for a while and quickly remembered this person's name.

"New wife...Kan...?"

This samurai who threw explosives in the street and launched appalling terrorist attacks was none other than Hiro Niizuma, who had competed in the final of the swordsmanship competition held by the lord of the Aizu Domain, Matsudaira Yoho, two and a half years ago.

They are not familiar with each other.

Since the sword fighting competition ended, the two have not seen each other again.

In Qingdeng's memory, Xinzuma Kuan was a person who exuded a gloomy atmosphere.

Now, two and a half years later...although his face has not changed significantly, his spirit and spirit have changed.

Qingdeng couldn't tell specifically.

All in all, I feel that Xin Zhikuan's temperament has become... like a bloodthirsty lone wolf.

There was a weird smile on his face, and an unpredictable glint in his eyes.

Qingdeng was not in a hurry to interrogate the other person, but first pinched his cheeks with his left hand, forcing him to open his mouth wide, and then inserted his right hand into his mouth and touched around his mouth to make sure that he was not between his teeth.

After hiding the poison under his tongue, he asked in a deep voice:

"New Wife Kuan, it's been a long time since you and I have seen each other... What? You have also become a loyalist who respects the king and fights against foreigners. Do you want to punish me with heavenly punishment?"

After the anti-barbarian group, Qingdeng was once again targeted by those madmen who were obsessed with resisting the barbarians.

For those who respected the king and resisted the barbarians, it was extremely shameful for the shogunate to compromise with the Western barbarians.

A large number of people with radical ideas who respected the king and fought against the barbarians directly listed the senior cabinet ministers of the shogunate as targets for execution.

Therefore, as a confidant of Tokugawa Iemo and Tenzouin, Aoden naturally became a thorn in their side and a thorn in their flesh, a hateful national traitor who was not happy to be eliminated.

However... As soon as Qingdeng finished his words, he heard his new wife laugh broadly, with a look of disdain on her cheeks:

"Tian Zhu? Honoring the king and resisting the barbarians? Don't confuse me with those fools. This is an insult to me."

Speaking of this, the new wife put on her weird and meaningful smile.

"Tachibana Aoden, Orochi-sama asked me to say hello to you."

As soon as Orochi-sama—the new wife Kan said these words, Qingto's expression was instantly dominated by strong solemnity.

He grabbed the other person's collar and lifted his entire upper body up.

In Qingto's impression, there is only one person who can be called "Orochi-sama".

"Hey, you...joined the Fa Zun Party?"

"Ah...yes..."

The new wife nodded without hesitation.

"Under the recommendation of Lord Rakshasa, I am extremely honored to become a member of the Fa Zhu Party."

"Hahahaha! When I learned that my strength and loyalty have been recognized by Lord Orochi, I felt so happy, as if I had been reborn!"

As he spoke, the new wife's eyes widened, the corners of her scarlet mouth raised high, and her distorted facial lines formed a hysterical expression.

This look... really looks like a fanatic.

"Why was I so stupid before...I was so stupid that I wholeheartedly loyal to the shogunate."

"The Edo Shogunate is a rotten tree about to collapse!"

"Its very existence is a sin!"

"A capable person like me can't be reused! I can't get a job if I want one, and I don't even have a chance to show off my skills!"

"Those fat losers can stay in the clouds!"

"Such a hateful system! Such a hateful organization! What is the need for it to exist?!"

Facing the increasingly agitated new wife Kuan, the unmoved Qingdeng coldly rebuked:

"Save these insights of your life until you are imprisoned, and then you can slowly talk to those big men holding whips and other instruments of torture."

The Fuzhi Party has resumed its activities after more than a year... The nature of this incident is no longer trivial!

Qingden quickly made up his mind: he would immediately take his new wife to Tsukinomiya Shrine and hand her over to the new imperial court for interrogation.

So, Qingdeng immediately took out the cuff band from his arms and tied his new wife wide and wide.

Xin Zukuan did not offer any resistance throughout the whole process, and did not show any fear on her face.

He slightly suppressed the madness in his cheeks and said seriously:

"Ju Qingden, that bomb just now was a greeting to you."

"From the very beginning, neither Orochi-sama nor I thought that this little trick could kill you."

"My main purpose today is to convey a message to you on behalf of Orochi-sama - thanks to your blessing, our plan to overthrow has been seriously affected. What you have done, we will never forget."

After finishing speaking, Xin Zukuan suddenly coughed violently.

"Cough! Cough! Cough! Cough!"

At first, he just coughed up droplets.

But in the blink of an eye, the droplets turned into blood beads, and then turned into blood mist.

Qingdeng was shocked when he saw his new wife Kuan who was constantly vomiting blood.

He immediately leaned down and opened the other person's eyelids.

I saw that his pupils had begun to dilate.

Looking down, his lips turned into an extremely unnatural purple-black color at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It's poisoning!

Qingdeng was very sure that there was nothing hidden in Xinzukuan's mouth, and he had just examined it very carefully.

Moreover, after controlling Nitsuma Kuan, he did not make any swallowing movements.

Then, Qingteng could think of only one reason why Xin Zuma Kuan was poisoned.

"Damn it...! Did you take poison in advance...!"

Qingteng finally understood why Nitsuma Kuan did not escape immediately after throwing the explosive bag, and why he suddenly stopped during the escape.

This guy had no intention of going back alive from the beginning!

"Cough cough cough cough... cough cough... cough..."

The coughing sound of the new wife gradually became weaker.

It looked like he was going to see the King of Hell in a few minutes.

Just to throw a bomb at him, he would not hesitate to give up his own life... In Qingdeng's eyes, such a crazy move was really incomprehensible.
To be continued...