Because he had no hope in the "negotiation" from the beginning, before the young man could finish his words, a fist as big as a bowl hit him in the face.

As the young man was knocked flying by Makimura's punch, his hand loosened subconsciously and the candy fell out of his palm.

Makimura raised his hand and accurately caught the candy before it even had time to fall.

"Little girl, let's go quickly." Makimura said as he threw the candy back to the little girl.

The little girl seemed to be frightened by the sudden situation in front of her. After catching the kompeito thrown by Makura, she ran away quickly with a pale face.

After watching the little girl leave, Mucun turned his attention back to the six young men.

Makimura's large sword was now on his back.

In order to avoid troubles such as "officials coming forward to question", the large sword behind Makimura was wrapped in thick cloth.

Covered by this thick cloth, outsiders could not tell that what Makimura was carrying behind him was a large sword.

If Makimura showed the large sword behind him now, it would undoubtedly shock and scare away the six unarmed young men.

But Makimura didn't want to do that.

Now Makura just wants to use his fists to teach these six scumbags who even bully little girls a lesson.

He pressed and pinched the joints of his ten fingers, making a teeth-grinding "crackling" sound, and then like a tiger rushing into a flock of sheep, Mucun pounced on the six young men.

Judging from the skills of these six young men, they are not completely ignorant of hand-to-hand combat.

In terms of numbers, they also have an absolute advantage.

But they were still quickly suppressed by Mucun.

Looking at Makimura who was wrestling with the six young men, Shimada on the side looked anxious and had no idea what to do.

Just standing here and watching - something felt wrong.

Rushing to help - but that also felt a bit inappropriate, because Mucun already had the absolute upper hand, and even without his help, Mucun could knock down all six young men.

And if he wanted to rush over to help, he had to put down the pile of things in his arms - if he put down these things and rushed over to help, these things might be stolen.

Just as Shimada was hesitating, not knowing what to do, many citizens had already gathered around to watch the excitement and this 1-on-6 fight.

However, at this moment - an extremely noisy voice suddenly sounded from the outermost part of the crowd surrounding Mucun and the six young men.

"Get out of the way! Everyone, get out of the way!"

"Everyone, get out of the way!"

"Who is fighting! Who is fighting!"

…

As the noisy voices died down, the crowd was separated into two sides, revealing a small path for people to walk through.

A Yoriki led a dozen Okabeki with ten arms on their waists and walked quickly along the path separated by the crowd, entering the center of the 1-on-6 battlefield.

At this time, Mucun had just knocked down the last person.

At this time, the six young men were lying on the ground in various postures, groaning in pain.

After knocking down the last man and raising his head, Makura saw more than a dozen Okayin who had surrounded him.

Makimura glanced calmly at the dozen or so Okayin who surrounded him.

There was no sign of fear on his face.

Most of the Okayin were just ordinary people who did not know any martial arts, so even if he was surrounded by more than a dozen Okayin, Makimura was absolutely confident that he could escape.

After moving his eyes across the faces of the dozen or so Okayins, Makimura fixed his gaze on the leader, Yuriki.

"Akiyama?" Makumura exclaimed with his pupils shrinking slightly.

After hearing the strong man in front of him calling out his name, the powerful man was stunned for a moment.

After carefully looking at Mucun's face several times, the man Mucun called "Akiyama" shouted excitedly:

"Master Makimura! Are you back in Kyoto?"

"Yeah." Mucun nodded gently, "I came back about an hour ago."

"...Mr. Makimura." Akiyama lowered his head and glanced at the six young men lying at Makimura's feet. "You just returned to Kyoto and you caused such a big commotion... You are really worthy of me."

Akiyama glanced at the citizens who were gathered around and pointing in this direction.

Then he slowly walked to Makimura, lowered his voice, and whispered in a volume that only he and Makimura could hear:

"Master Mucun, I know that if you want to escape, I can't stop you with just a few men."

"So - please give me some face."

"If I let you run away in front of everyone, I will be scolded later."

"You just got into a fight. We'll lock you up for a few days and then let you out."

"I will also ask the jailers to take good care of you during the days you are imprisoned."

"So - help me, don't make this too hard for me, okay?"

Akiyama's tone was full of pleading.

Makimura glanced at Qiushan, who was nearly two heads shorter than him, and then sighed softly:

"...Alright. We are old acquaintances, and I won't make it too difficult for you."

After saying that, Makimura stretched out his hands towards Akiyama.

Seeing that Makimura was willing to give him face and not make things difficult for him, Akiyama breathed a sigh of relief, then turned his head and shouted to Okamoto and the others behind him:

"Come on, tie him up. Be careful not to be too rough."

After tying Mucun's hands tightly with a hemp rope, Qiushan led Mucun away from the crowd like a cow.

Shimada originally thought that with Makimura's skills, he would be able to easily escape from the encirclement of these officials.

Unexpectedly, Mucun actually allowed the officers to tie him up without any resistance.

Just when Shimada was extremely anxious and was about to rush forward to rescue Makimura, Makimura seemed to have guessed what Shimada was thinking in advance. He turned his head and signaled Shimada with his eyes not to act rashly.

Shimada understood the meaning of Makimura's eyes and stopped walking, standing there stupidly.

He just stared blankly at Mucun, who had refused to let him come to his rescue, being taken away by the officials...

…

…

After listening to Shimada's explanation of the causes and consequences of "Makimura's arrest", Lin, with her head down and a gloomy face, moved her lips up and down frantically.

Lin: (fuck) "That bastard, that ...

"My Lord..." Asai, who had been kneeling beside Lin, sighed softly, "You have this bad habit of mumbling when you are in a bad mood. Please find a way to correct it..."

"...Seventh Guard."

Asai's full name is "Asai Shichirobei".

In order to make it easier to pronounce, Lin always called Asai "Shichibei".

"I am here."

"Do you have a booger..."

"My Lord... Please correct your bad habit of eating the boogers of people who make you angry..."

"What on earth was that bastard thinking..." Lin's expression was extremely terrifying. "He could have run away, so why did he have to stand there like an idiot and let the government catch him?"

"I heard Makimura calling the leading officer 'Akiyama'." Shimada added the information he already knew.

"Akiyama?" Asai repeated the name, "I think I heard Makimura mention this person."

"This person seems to be one of the few good friends of Makimura when he was still working in Kyoto."

"The reason why Mucun chose to let the officials arrest him was probably to avoid making things difficult for his old friend."

At this point, Asai let out a low laugh.

"In order to avoid making things difficult for your friends, you let them capture you on purpose... This is really like Makimura's style..."

"Lord..." Shimada asked in a cautious tone, "What should we do now...? Should we try to rescue Makimura-senpai?"

"What should we do? Of course we should ignore Yahachi! Let this idiot eat prison food for a few days!"

“Are you really not going to rescue Makimura-senpai…?” Shimada couldn’t help but ask.

"There's nothing to save him." Asai added, "Fighting on the street is just a small matter. He can be released after being locked up for a few days."

"Even if you ignore Mucun, he will come back on his own in a few days."

"It's decided!" Lin stood up and snatched a brush and a dirt-removing potion from Shimada's arms. "Let Yahachi stay in jail for a few days! I don't care about him anymore!"

…

…

With the help of Lin, Asai and Shimada, the cleaning of Fuma Mansion was much faster.

After clearing out Fuma's mansion, Ogata and Atachi parted ways with Lin and her group.

Fengmo was very happy, not knowing whether it was because the house was very clean or because someone was willing to help an old man like him.

When seeing Ogata, Lin and the others off, Fuma, with a smile on his face, patted his chest and said to them: In three days he would be able to find out which prison Xuanren was imprisoned in, and asked Ogata and the others to come back to him in three days.

Ogata and Omachi walked side by side on an unknown street in Kyoto.

As he and Ogata walked side by side, Omachi suddenly said:

"I never thought there would be such a shameless person... actually snatching candy from a child..."

Ogata knew that what Atachi was talking about was the incident in which Makimura stood up for a little girl and taught those six shameless Yakuza a lesson.

"Yeah." Ogata nodded gently, "The forest is big, and there are all kinds of birds."

As soon as Ogata finished speaking, he saw three Yakuza with messy tattoos on their bodies chatting in the corner of the street ahead. He didn't know what they were talking about.

The passers-by around them walked around the three Yakuza as if they were avoiding some large piece of garbage that was emitting a foul odor.

After taking a glance at the three Yakuza, Ogata said to Atachi beside him in a serious yet somewhat joking tone:

"A-Ming, if you encounter any danger when you are unarmed like you are now, remember to avoid the three Yakuza just like the passers-by did - once you see them, stay away from them."

"I understand this principle without you having to explain it to me." Ating said unhappily, "Besides - it's not like I don't have any weapons with me, okay?"

"Hmm?" Ogata raised an eyebrow, "Do you have any weapons?"

Ogata looked Atachi up and down several times. Apart from the round fan in Atachi's hand, Ogata did not see anything that looked like a weapon in Atachi's hand.

"The weapons I carry with me now are very powerful." Ating showed a meaningful smile, "At the same time, they are also very precious. Because they are too precious, I didn't dare to bring them with me when I went to Die Island, for fear that they would be confiscated by the government."

"What kind of weapon?" Ogata's curiosity was also aroused at this time.

"It's not convenient to show you here." Ating looked at the people around him and said, "Follow me."

A-Machi took Ogata's hand and ran into an alley not far away where no one passed by.

These alleys are very remote. No one passes by here, and people on the street cannot see what is inside the alleys.

After confirming that there were no other outsiders around, Atachi handed the round fan in her hand to Ogata.

"Here, hold it for me."

After handing the round fan to Ogata, Atachi grasped the lapels of her yukata with her free hands.

Then a little bit...

The well-defined clavicle, the white skin, and a faint, deep groove appeared in Ogata's field of vision...

Ogata's face suddenly turned red.

"If you dare to come closer to look, I'll break your neck." A-Ming, whose face was also slightly red, gave Ogata a light warning, "Turn your head away."

After turning his head away obediently as Atachi said, Ogata asked Atachi in a joking tone:

"...The weapon you're talking about, isn't it your body or something..."

"How is that possible!" Atachi said anxiously, "I already said I'm a combat-type female ninja! I wouldn't do something like that!"

After saying this in a bad mood, Atachi reached her right hand into the yukata through the opened collar.

After groping around inside the yukata, Atachi slowly pulled her right hand out of the yukata.

After Atachi pulled his hand out of her yukata, there was something extra in Atachi's right hand.

Looking at the thing in Atachi's right hand, Ogata's pupils suddenly shrank in astonishment.

"This is……?!"

If Ogata's eyes were not damaged and there was no discrepancy in the memory in his head, the object that Atachi was holding in his right hand at this moment should be - a revolver.

A revolver with a black handle and a red body.

After closing her collar again, A-machi used her free left hand to pull the hem of her yukata.

The hem of the yukata was pulled up little by little, revealing Atachi's smooth and slender legs bit by bit.

After pulling the hem of the yukata all the way down to reveal her thighs, Ogata suddenly discovered that there was also a revolver with a black handle and a red body hanging on Atachi's left thigh.

The revolver was inserted into a holster-like object and then tied to Ating's leg.

Because of the yukata covering her, outsiders couldn't see that there was a pistol tied to Ating's leg.

After pulling out the revolver tied to his leg with his left hand, Atachi played with the two revolvers in his hands, and then said to Ogata with a proud tone:

"This is my father's most proud invention - the revolver."

"By the way, these two revolvers are a pair, and both have names."

"The one on my left hand is called Suying."

“The one on my right is called Kasumi Nagi.