I assembled the strongest swordsman group.

The unprecedented and powerful explosion robbed almost everyone present of their senses.

They all panicked... They ran away in a panic, covering their heads and scattering in panic.

Countless people have been injured or trampled to death by these vehicles...

If conditions permit, Qingdeng would certainly like to help these poor people.

However, this situation is no longer something he can stabilize on his own.

Besides... he has more important things to do now.

Although it was only for a moment, when Qing Deng turned his head because he heard a strange noise, he did see that the person who threw the explosive pack was a samurai wearing a low-brimmed straw hat!

Qingdeng looked in the direction from which the explosive charge had been launched, relying on his memory.

To his surprise, the samurai who launched the terrorist attack did not flee immediately.

He stood straight and tall, facing Qingdeng.

When Qingdeng looked over, although he couldn't see the other person's face clearly, he was absolutely certain that they had made eye contact.

The moment their eyes met, the samurai turned and fled.

He pushed aside everyone who stood in his way, carving a path through the crowd.

"Radish, you stay here and wait for me!"

Having said that, Qingdeng leaped out, stepped on the shoulders of others, and relentlessly chased after them!

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The samurai weaved through the chaotic crowd and then slipped into an inconspicuous alleyway.

Qingdeng quickly caught up.

This is an open-air intersection, a common sight in Edo, where two rows of houses are separated by a narrow path without any eaves.

With fewer people blocking his way, Qingdeng was finally able to unleash his true abilities.

He stomped his foot on the ground—activating "Leading the Way +2"—and the power stored in his leg muscles exploded.

The scenery on both sides of Qingdeng's field of vision was stretched into a blurry afterimage, and his own figure also became blurry and indistinct.

The two sides were not evenly matched in speed, and it was only a matter of time before the samurai was caught up.

However, at that moment, the samurai suddenly stopped and turned around, facing Qing Deng directly.

—What does he want to do?

The samurai's action caused Qing Deng's brow to furrow instantly into a deep frown.

Although I don't know what the other party's intentions are, I will still do what needs to be done.

Since the samurai had stopped fleeing, Qing Deng caught up with him in an instant.

Qingdeng first used grappling techniques to restrain the opponent's arms, then executed a swift over-the-shoulder throw, slamming him heavily to the ground, and then straddled him.

Just as Qing Deng disarmed the samurai of his twin swords and checked him for any other dangerous items—

"Hehehehe..."

The samurai suddenly let out a sinister laugh.

Then, he switched to a languid tone and a half-smile:

"Tachibana Aoto... It's been a long time..."

Qingdeng's eyebrows immediately shot up.

The samurai's greeting awakened his memories.

He remembered that voice...

With lightning speed, Qing Deng ripped off the low-brimmed straw hat from the samurai's head.

Underneath the bamboo hat, there was indeed a familiar-looking young face.

Qing Deng pondered for a moment and quickly remembered the person's name.

"My new wife...Kuan...?"

The samurai who threw explosives in the street and launched a horrific terrorist attack was none other than Hiroshi Niizuma, who had fought against Aoto in the finals of a swordsmanship tournament held by Matsudaira Katamori, the lord of the Aizu Domain, two and a half years ago.

They were not acquainted.

The two haven't seen each other since the sword fighting competition ended.

In Qing Deng's memory, Shinzuma Hiroshi was a person who exuded a gloomy aura.

Two and a half years later... although his appearance has not changed much, his spirit and energy have changed.

Qingdeng couldn't say for sure.

In short, it feels like Hiroshi Niizuma's demeanor has become... like a bloodthirsty lone wolf.

A strange smile played on his lips, and his eyes gleamed with an unfathomable light.

Qingdeng didn't rush to interrogate the other man. Instead, he first used his left hand to firmly pinch his cheeks, forcing him to open his mouth wide. Then, he inserted his right hand into the man's mouth and felt around inside to make sure he hadn't hidden any poison between his teeth or under his tongue. Only then did he ask in a deep voice:

"Hisashi Niizuma, it has indeed been a long time since we last met... What? Have you also become a patriot who reveres the emperor and expels foreigners, and now you want to punish me?"

Following the Expeditionary Barbarians Group, Qingdeng was once again targeted by those madmen obsessed with expelling barbarians.

For those who uphold the emperor and expel foreign invaders, the shogunate, which blindly compromises with the Western barbarians, is utterly shameful.

A considerable number of radical, imperialist, and anti-foreign patriots directly targeted high-ranking cabinet officials of the shogunate as objects of divine punishment.

Therefore, Aoto, a confidant of Tokugawa Iemochi and Tenshōin, naturally became a thorn in their side, a hateful traitor whom they could not bear to lose.

However… before Qingdeng could finish speaking, his new wife, Kuan, scoffed, her face full of disdain:

"Heaven's punishment? Patriots who uphold the king and expel barbarians? Don't lump me in with those fools; that's an insult to me."

At this point, Shin-chan Hiro returned to that meaningful, eccentric smile.

"Tachibana Aoto, Lord Orochi asked me to give you his regards."

Upon hearing these words from Lord Orochi, Shinzuma Hiroshi, Aoto's expression was instantly filled with intense solemnity.

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

In Qingdeng's memory, there was only one person who could be addressed as "Lord Orochi".

"Hey, you... joined the Law Enforcement Party?"

"Ah... yes..."

Shinjiro nodded without any hesitation.

"With the introduction of Lord Rakshasa, I am extremely honored to become a member of the Dharma Extermination Party."

"Hahahaha! When I learned that my strength and loyalty had been recognized by Lord Orochi, I was overjoyed, as if I had been reborn!"

As she spoke, the new wife's eyes widened, her two scarlet corners of her mouth turned up high, and the distorted lines of her face formed a hysterical expression.

This appearance... really resembles that of a fanatic.

"How could I have been so stupid before... to be so foolish as to wholeheartedly pledge allegiance to the shogunate."

"The Edo Shogunate is a rotten tree on the verge of collapse!"

"Its very existence is a sin!"

"A capable person like me is not given an important position! I desire an official post but cannot obtain one, and I don't even have the opportunity to use my abilities!"

"Those bloated, useless people can still sit comfortably on the cloud!"

"Such a despicable system! Such a despicable organization! What reason do they have to exist?!"

Faced with his increasingly agitated new wife, Hiroshi, Qing Deng remained unmoved and coldly rebuked her:

"Save these life insights of yours for when you're locked up in jail, and then slowly share them with those burly men who wield whips and other instruments of torture."

The "French Suppression Party" has resumed its activities after more than a year... This incident is no small matter!

Qing Deng quickly made up his mind: he would immediately take Xinzaki Kan to the Tsukimiya Shrine and hand him over to Shin-Miwaban for interrogation.

So Qingdeng immediately pulled out a sash from his bosom and bound his new wife tightly.

Shinzaku Hiroshi did not offer any resistance throughout the entire process, nor did he show the slightest fear on his face.

He slightly suppressed the manic look on his face and said seriously:

"Ju Qingdeng, that bomb just now was a way of saying hello to you."

"From the very beginning, neither Lord Orochi nor I believed that such a petty trick could take your life."

"I am here today to deliver a message to you on behalf of Lord Orochi—thanks to you, our plan to overthrow the Shogunate has been severely affected. We will never forget your actions."

After he finished speaking, Shinji Hiroshi suddenly started coughing violently.

"Cough! Cough cough cough! Cough cough!"

At first, he only coughed up droplets.

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

Qingdeng was shocked to see his new wife, Kuan, vomiting blood.

He immediately bent down and pried open the other person's eyelids.

His pupils had already begun to dilate.

Looking down, his lips turned an unnatural purplish-black at a visible speed.

It's poisoning!