"After all, General is also a normal man." Yin Toe replied in a low voice.

"Then let's decide! Let's play games together!" As he said that, Jiang Cheng looked at Maomao on the side, "There are usually the following games to play in the bar, one is the Broadcasting Game, the second is the King's Game, the third is the card, such as UNO, the fourth is the wild ball fist, and..."

Yin Shi, who was standing beside him, kept nodding as he listened to Jiang Cheng's words.

"…Russian turntable." Jiang Cheng had just finished speaking, and Gintoki, who was standing beside him, directly squirted.

"No! The wild ball fist can barely accept it, the final Russian turntable is a bit outrageous!" Gintoki cursed, "What kind of bar is there to play Russian turntable!"

"Ah, actually, I was lucky enough to enter a bar when I was wandering," Jiang Cheng touched the back of his head and smiled silly, "The most famous game in that bar is the Russian turntable. That day I won everyone in that bar...ahhahaha..."

"Win everyone? Wait...hello...ah...no, the paper, why did I seem to hear something amazing just now? It seems to have heard the tragedy of the family..." Shinbaji complained in a low voice expressionless face.

(The Russian turntable that Jiang Cheng said here is the type of Russian one that holds a revolver, only loads one bullet, and the two take turns firing at their heads.)

"A massacre of the family?" Jiang Cheng was a little confused, but then Jiang Cheng realized something and quickly explained: "No, it's not the kind of Russian turntable you think."

"No?" As he said that, Shinbaji suddenly thought of something, looked at Jiang Cheng with disbelief, muttering as if his tongue was tied, "Is that... that a promiscuous party?!"

"Hey, what are this four-eyed girl thinking about..." Jiang Cheng complained with a blank expression, "It's really super rude!"

"Then you make it clear!"

"Actually, there is no big difference from an ordinary Russian turntable, but it only uses an ordinary toy gun, and the so-called bullets are just pigments." Jiang Cheng waved his hand and explained.

"So that's how it is..." Shinbaji breathed a sigh of relief, but he waved his hand and smiled: "Although it sounds good, we don't have props here..."

"That's right..." Jiang Cheng nodded with his hands, as if he was a little distressed.

"How about using this?" Matsuhira-Ko-Ko-Ko-Ko-Ko-Ko-Ko-Ko-Ko-Ko-Ko-Ko-Ko-Ko-Ko-Ko-Ko-Ko-Ko-Ko-Ko-Ko-Ko-Ko-Ko-Ko-Ko-Ko-Ko-Ko-Ko-Ko-Ko-Ko-Ko-Ko-Ko-Ko-Ko

"Hey, is this uncle really with the general?" Xinbaji complained with a blank expression, "I just want to kill the general..."

"No, no, this is definitely not possible." Gintoshi quickly pulled the corner of his mouth, showed a reluctant smile, waved his hand, and said, "This kind of thing is too dangerous~"

Maomao, who lowered his head and thoughtful, suddenly, from the corner of his eyes, saw the chopsticks on the table, and a flash of inspiration suggested: "Then why don't we use chopsticks instead? After rotating, the tip of the chopsticks will be facing whoever loses?"

"It's amazing! You guy!" Jiang Cheng praised without hesitation, "You can think of this method!"

"I'm really worthy of being a young player~" Gintoki naturally would not miss this opportunity to show his gratitude.

"Then let's start!" As he said that, Jiang Cheng picked up a pair of chopsticks and put them on the table and turned them.

"That, there is actually another problem," Gintoki asked, looking at the chopsticks that were constantly turning on the table, "What is the punishment after losing?"

"I almost forgot!" Jiang Cheng then remembered, then stretched out a finger and said with a smile: "The so-called punishment is to dance a dance on the fruit body~"

Everyone: "..."

"Bridged bean sack!" The first person to speak was Xiao Yuan. Xiao Yuan stood up without thinking and shouted at Jiang Cheng, "Don't joke! My fruit body only belongs to Yinsang! Why do I want to dance in front of such a person? Don't joke! Although I feel a little excited in my heart, I will never agree to this kind of play!"

But just after he finished speaking, Xiaoyuan realized that no one listened to her, and everyone was staring at the chopsticks on the table that had not stopped rotating.

"What's this? Put the play!!" A sudden flushing of a look suddenly appeared on Xiao Yuan's face.

"It's going to stop!" Jiang Cheng shouted.

Everyone stared at the chopsticks on the table intently, and finally, the chopsticks stopped. However...

[General Card!!] Shinbaji and Gintoki looked at Maomao with ferocious expressions pointed at the tip of the chopsticks.

[Oh no, why did you turn to the general? Jiang Cheng, this idiot!] Yin Shi was scolding Jiang Cheng in his heart.

"Ah haha, your luck is really not very good~" Jiang Cheng patted Maomao's shoulder, "Go quickly, accept the punishment quickly and start the next round."

"I understand, Jiang Chengsang." As he said that, Maomao stood up, walked to the locker, and then he was about to take off his clothes.

"Wait!" Gintoki hurriedly stopped him, "The first round shouldn't be counted, right? Isn't the game like this? I'll just think it's about introducing the gameplay in the first game."

"This sentence is wrong," A Miao stretched out a finger and shook it. "If you don't take it out and lose your life, it won't work~"

Jiang Cheng nodded in agreement with his hands.

[It's just a game! How serious are you? Besides, we are the ones who sacrificed their lives in this game! You will be beheaded if you accidentally!] Gintoe stared at Ah Miao with big red eyes, and then looked at Matsuhira Gong beside him, [Hey! Let me say a few words too!]

However, after Gintoki saw Matsuhira's appearance clearly, Gintoki became even worse because Matsuhira was already snoring in the bottle of wine at this time, [Your alcohol tolerance is too bad!!]

"Then I'll start." As he said that, Mao Mao untied his body, including a pair of briefs.

[It's taken off too fast!!] Gintoki's heart was squirting wildly, [You're too anxious! Young general!!]

Several women present looked at the mosaic part between Maomao's thighs and snorted.

[Hey!! You guys are too much! What does hum mean?! Although that part does look like a soldier, your attitude is too excessive! It hurts the general's self-esteem, okay!!] Gintoe bursting with blue veins and roared in his heart, [If you have the chance to see such a noble "soldier" in this life, you should all feel extremely honored?!!]

As if he saw what Yin Shiki was thinking, Mao Mao coughed lightly and said, "For generations of the general's family, the one in that part is full of soldiers."

[Hey, it really happened. He saw what I was thinking!] Gintoki's heart was only bitter, and he could only smile bitterly on his face, [No doubt he was going to be beheaded!]

"Then, I'm starting!" As he said that, Maomao slowly swayed his body.

What is even more surprising is that what Mao Mao danced was Kabukicho's radio gymnastics!!

"It's true that's not possible~" Jiang Cheng frowned slightly and sighed.

"What I'm talking about is that the punishment for the dance of the fruit is indeed a bit too much." Gintoki said with a haha.

"No, I'm not referring to that," Jiang Cheng shook his head, and then continued seriously, "I mean radio gymnastics are not a dance!"

[Give me some time to stop!!] Gintoki stared at Jiang Cheng with his eyes splitting, [You are the one who was beheaded, it's enough!!]

"No?" Mao Mao, who was dancing in the radio gymnastics, stopped, hugged his hands and supported his chin with one hand, "But, I really only know this... This is what my sister taught me..."

"This..." Jiang Cheng was about to say something, but was interrupted by Gintoki.

"No, I danced very well!" Gintoki commented with a serious look, "Either the coordination of the body or the beauty of the body are all excellent! I have never seen such...uh...beautiful radio gymnastics!"

After saying that, Gintoki clapped his hands hard.

"Gin...submit, you..." Shinbaji had just spoken, but was interrupted by Gintoki's eyes.

[Why do you care about so much?! Applause me, bastard!!]

[I understand!] Xinbaji nodded heavily, and then began to applaud.

"Forget it, you will pass the first round..." Jiang Cheng shrugged.

...

"Then let's go the second round!" As he said that, Jiang Cheng reached out his hand to the chopsticks on the table again.

But this time, Gintoki's speed was faster. He grabbed the chopsticks before Jiang Cheng.

"We should let the young man come this time, right?" Gintoe smiled awkwardly and then handed the chopsticks to Maomao who had put on his clothes again. [General! I believe in you!]

"That's right," Jiang Cheng nodded, then looked at Maomao on the side, "Don't be shy, just start. You want to try it yourself, right?"

"Yeah, thank you." Maomao took the chopsticks from Gintoki's hand with a touching face, put them on the table and gently tweaked them.

"Then I'll be the one who comes to Aru next time." Kagura said.

"Then I will come next time." Jiubingwei continued.

"Then it's my turn next time!" Xiao Yuan said.

"It's so interesting, let me do it after that~" A Miao said with a smile.

As soon as Ah Miao finished speaking, the chopsticks rotating on the table stopped, but this time, the tip of the chopsticks was still pointing at Maomao.

[It's the general again!] Gintoki and Shinbaji are almost collapsing.

"It seems that your luck is really not very good." Jiang Cheng said with a smile.

Maomao did not speak, but stood up again and walked out of the booth. Without a shyness, he lifted all the constraints on himself. Then, he danced Kabukicho's radio gymnastics again with a serious look on his face...
Chapter completed!