Two days have passed since Kondo and Matsuhei Kou were arrested and the disposal of the Masato Group was issued.

Losing the title of True Selection Group, losing the True Selection Group Stockpile that can be returned, and losing the most important general, the only thing left is...

"What a joke!"

"What the hell did the Director do?!"

"Did that bastard Xixi plan to put all the charges of assassinating the general on him?!"

"Let's go to Xixi! Anyway, the real team selection will be banned sooner or later!"

"Since that's the case, I'll sacrifice my life and save our general!"

"Um!!" ×n

Outside the outskirts of Edo, under the stars, in a dilapidated shrine.

The soldiers of the Qianzhenxuan team who had lost their shelter gathered here and shouted passionately.

"even so…"

From beginning to end, he leaned at the door with his head down, his expression hidden in the shadows, and his cigarette was slowly exhaled, and finally spoke.

"He also said, let us live well, right? Even if the organization of the True Selection Group disappears and even if everyone is broken up, he hopes that we can uphold the belief of the True Selection Group to do what we can do. That's what Kondo Sang said?"

He turned around slowly, with his hands in his pockets in his trouser pockets quietly looking at the fourteen who said this, and asked in a simple tone a few seconds later: "So even if we step on Kondo San's body, do this? Tuya Sang, is it really worth it? Even if we don't help Kondo San, we have to be loyal to this extremely corrupt shogunate and continue to be a samurai. Is this really meaningful? Even so, do we have to protect Edo? I... don't want to.

We were unable to protect the general. If we couldn't even protect our own boss now, we wouldn't deserve to be warriors. We would just be a group of cowards."

After venting another cigarette, Shisi lowered his head and replied in a normal tone: "Whatever you guys, if the real selection group in your heart is like this, I will not stop it."

As he said that, Shishi turned around and slowly came to the door, standing next to Gintoki, who had been sitting under the eaves of the door from beginning to end, "I don't know what is right anymore. But I don't want Kondo Sang to die, I'm exactly the same as you. I don't want you to die in vain. This is the same as Kondo Sang."

Speaking of this, after breathing a sigh of relief, Shi Si raised his hand and thought about it and waved it behind him, then... slowly left, and continued softly at the same time:

"I no longer have the right to restrain you. I am no longer the deputy director of the ghost, nor the rules in the game. In addition, if there are things that restrict your heart, it must be the most important thing for the real selection group. You just believe this and go to fight. Even if the road ahead is bumpy, you are all real selection group..."

From this day on, Toshiro Toshiro, the deputy head of the Masatsugu Group, accepted the assignment of the shogunate and became the most ordinary street constable under someone who maintained Edo's orders.

By the way, everyone in the Zhenxuan Group received such notices of similar demotion, but... only one of fourteen accepted it.

It has been a whole week. Since the accurate execution time between Kondo and Matsuhei Gong, one week has passed, and less than a week has left before that time.

Fourteen can’t count how many times I have woken up from the nightmare of Kondo who was beheaded and displayed in public. I don’t know how many times I have walked to the front of the Shipeng Group before I realized it. Behind the door with a seal in front of me is no longer my place to live, and there is no longer the "general" who always smiles and does stupid things...

In the House of Things, a hard-core detective wearing sunglasses and cigars is making his own monologue.

[Man sometimes wants to forget everything and immerse himself in work. Yes, all we can do for a tough man is to ask him to go to the bar for a drink of camus after work.]

(Note: camus, also known as cognac or samurai; it was produced by the French Camus Company, which was founded in 1863 and is a famous French cognac manufacturer.)

"Shopkeeper, please do the same."

Dong!

A can of strawberry milk was placed in front of Xiao Qianxing by Gintoki, and the hard-core atmosphere just now was instantly defeated.

Gintoki, who sat on the sofa, spoke in anger: "Nothing like that."

“Men sometimes mess up bars with fools.”

"Who is the idiot? You idiots are in the same mind," Gintoe complained with his eyes, and then looked at Xiao Qianxing opposite him, "But he didn't expect that he would be sent to you. Xiao Qianxing, how is he doing now?"

After lighting the cigar and exhaling it gently, Xiao Qianxing spoke helplessly: "What else can you do? Whether you invite him to have a drink or a book (one copy), he will not come."

"What's the matter with Yipeng? Why did you ask him for?"

"It turns out that he is the deputy director of the ghost. He is not so easy to be tamed. He has such a difficult subordinate under his command. Some men are just lone wolfs who are unwilling to be led by the rope of power. He is the same as me."

Looking at Xiao Qianxing who was talking to himself, thinking about it - in a certain SM club, Xiao Qianxing, who ordered the M package and was tightly bound by chains, Gintoki complained again: "No, you were just led away, right? You might as well let the chain strangle you to death! What about the others?"

"Everyone is almost the same. After the new general ascended the throne, the police organization changed its appearance. In fact, it sounds nice and nice. In fact, it is to remove the thorn in Duke Xixi's side and leave only his own army. People related to Duke Mao Mao were wiped out one after another. Even if there is no connection, they were either dismissed or arranged to have a free job. The real selection group was disbanded, and everyone went their separate ways. Now, the real selection group of hard-core men who truly protect the justice no longer exists..."

Listening to what Xiao Qianxing said, Gintoki recalled what happened after Kondo was taken away that day.

That day, the soldiers who returned to the Zhenxuan Group saw the few soldiers who were standing at the door of the Zhenxuan Group to prepare to post seals.

The Zhenxuan group, who didn't understand the situation, instantly rushed to Jianhui group and started to tear it up. However, in the end, he stopped when he saw him walking step by step from the hoarding office with a cane to the Situation and the Fourteenth Yinshi, as if he was hoping that this person could give him some explanation.

sorry……

Hearing the only sentence Gintoki said, the group of real-selected team members, including Sun Wu and Shi Si, were stunned at the same time.

Everyone... already understand.

...

There are only five days left before Kondo and Matsuhei Duke’s public execution.

At dusk, a tall building in Edo, holding a bouquet of white flowers, quietly looking at the sunset in the distance, as if mourning something.

"In the end... both of you and me broke their promises. I failed to fulfill my promise to send you on the road as an enemy, so do you."

As he said that, Gui threw the bouquet in her hand down from the upper floor, and the petals slowly drifted away with the breeze.

"But, as a friend to my fellow citizens, I will fulfill the remaining promise of building a new era that you and I expect."

...

At the same time, Yoshihara.

Looking at Yue Yong lying on the head of the bed, only a single quilt wrapped around her body, her hair was a little messy, her clothes were loosely covered, her calves stretched out from the other quilt was raised, and Yue Yong was smoking easily with one hand, while Jiang Cheng, who was wearing only a single quilt, smiled helplessly.

“Is there any point in doing this kind of thing?”

"I don't know." Yue Yong replied lightly while smoking a cigarette, "But isn't this the case with human beings? Even the small possibility can't help but take on everything to chase. Moreover, my luck... seems to be good, just like when I first met you, even if only one in a billion hope could save Yoshihara, I firmly grasped it in my hand."

As he said that, Yue Yong's other hand, which was huddled under the quilt, exerted a little force.

"I really caught it! You really caught it! It hurts! It hurts! It hurts! It's a bastard! It's a gentle girl to give me a gentle girl! Hey! It's a replacement! It's a gentle condom of 30,000 yuan... Ah! It hurts and hurts! Let go! The smelly woman!"

Dusk...it doesn't seem to end.

At night, under the dim light, Jiang Cheng put on his clothes and then came to Jiang Cheng in front of the door. At the moment when he was about to open the door, he turned around and glanced at Yue Yong who was sleeping.

"Thank you all the time..."

After saying thank you softly, Jiang Chengcai opened the door and stepped out.

...

Outside Yoshihara gate, Jiang Cheng leaned against the wall beside the gate, quietly waiting for something.

"Yo, is it over? Compared to before, you are getting faster and faster."

The voice of a woman with such a tactful indifference and silly silly voice came from Jiang Cheng's head.

After hearing this sound, Jiang Cheng shook his head and smiled helplessly, and slowly started without looking.

At the same time, the woman in Miss Baihua's clothing also pulled off her disguise and jumped down to follow Jiang Cheng.

It was a woman with long bright red hair, wearing a white doctor's robe, and wearing a black glasses on her face with a coat pocket.

The woman took out a pack of ladies cigarettes from the chest pocket of the coat and drew out a slender ladies cigarette.

Bang!

After igniting, the woman took a deep breath.

"I'm still looking forward to a farewell party, but in the end there's nothing."

"How could there be such a thing?" Jiang Cheng shook his head helplessly, "I have already owed a lot of debts, but if I don't run away secretly, I really can't pay it back."

"It's exactly the same as before, a scum who runs away when he owes debt."

"So do you, you still like to be slender..."

Before Jiang Cheng could finish his words, a scalpel shaking in the stars pierced the back of Jiang Cheng's head.

puff--

thump!

"I'm talking about cigarettes! What are you doing, a stinky woman!" Jiang Cheng, who got up, broke his mouth directly.

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