Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

He who is rich can see it, for example, not far ahead, there is a middle-aged man in a big green kimono, with a fleshy face and a shiny face, he looks like a local rich man.

But with three warriors beside him, it made Zhao Ke feel a little tricky.

These three people looked ordinary, but after Zhao Ke Jintong swept over them, he could feel the amazing aura of the three people, especially the samurai sword that was always in his arms. It's just that Zhao Ke can smell the bloody smell that permeates it as soon as he lifts his nose.

Obviously, the blood on it was definitely not left by slaughtering pigs and sheep.

So Zhao Ke thought about it, and gave up this idea. Although killing a few people was nothing to him, it was not worthwhile to take the risk of exposure just to grab a sum of money.

Zhao Ke was about to leave. At this time, a warrior walking in front seemed to have noticed Zhao Ke. He glanced at Zhao Ke with contempt, and cursed in Japanese: "Bah, you low-class scum, how could you Delusion to join the shogunate, my lord, how could you recommend this kind of waste."

Zhao Ke had already planned to leave, but after hearing these words, he couldn't help but stamped his feet, and turned his head to stare at him coldly.

In fact, the samurai just didn't like being in the capital. Recently, so many ronin suddenly appeared, causing their workload to increase. Even if the adults went out, they had to send more than three people to protect them.

So when they saw Zhao Ke following behind, they couldn't help complaining. In their eyes, ronin were untouchables, even robbers and bandits.

It's just that I didn't expect that the other party could clearly hear me swearing casually. What's even more infuriating is that the other party dared to squint at me.

"asshole!"

In Japan, the relationship between superiors and subordinates is very strict. To put it bluntly, ronin are samurai without masters, or untouchables who wander freely without a residence.

Even an ashigaruto (the lowest samurai) with their samurai is nobler than them.

Therefore, the samurai's face darkened, and he held the handle of the knife with one hand behind his back, staring at Zhao Ke fiercely, with murderous intent in his eyes.

Zhao Ke glanced at the fat man who was protected by the warriors, and saw that the fat man not only did not intend to obstruct, but even pulled the two warriors beside him to place a bet.

Even though the voice was very low, Zhao Ke could hear it clearly, and they bet again how long they could last in the hands of this warrior.

Hearing this, Zhao Ke raised his brows slightly, and set his eyes on the warrior. The corners of his mouth were slightly opened, and there was no sound, but by the shape of his mouth, he knew he was swearing.

"idiot!"

Seeing this, the warrior suddenly pulled out the long knife in his hand, aimed at Zhao Ke's forehead and chopped it down. This warrior saw that Zhao Ke didn't have a weapon in his hand. Even if the head is made of wood, it can be split in half.

It seems that for a samurai, there is no burden at all to kill a ronin.

It's just that Zhao Ke is obviously not the so-called rogue in his eyes. Facing the sharp knife, instead of retreating, Zhao Ke rushed forward.

The golden pupil of the left eye flashed, and Zhao Ke opened and closed his hands, and he actually grabbed the blade.

"court death!"

Seeing this, the samurai's eyes suddenly lit up with joy. His own sword was made by a master swordsmith in the shogunate. Although it is not a famous weapon, it is also extremely sharp.

The other party dared to grab it with his hand. He was afraid that his hand would be useless if the knife fell.

However, before the warrior had a smile on his face, he saw Zhao Ke grasping with both palms. On both arms, there were strange tattoos along Zhao Ke's arms, one of which spread to his shoulders. The tattoo patterns were very strange.

The four colors of blue, black, yellow, and white are intertwined to form a twisted and strange cauldron. It is the ability that Zhao Ke has cultivated hard, the hand of source.

This technique itself is a feminine and domineering Taoist technique, but after being transformed, its power is far less than before.

But even so, this technique can still be called a Taoist supernatural power.

Before the blade touched Zhao Ke's palm, Zhao Ke's palm trembled slightly, and a feminine dark energy twisted along the blade.

"boom!"

The samurai only felt numbness in his palm, but before he understood what was going on, his palm was already covered in blood, and the blade was already out of his hand.

The blade swirled in Zhao Ke's palm, and it fell into the palm of his hand lightly. He touched the edge of the blade lightly with his fingers, and shook his head and said, "Trash!"

I don't know whether Zhao Ke is talking about swords or people. The warrior looked at his palm and suddenly became serious: "Ninja?"

Upon hearing the word ninja, not only the three samurai in front of them became nervous, but also the expressions of other pedestrians around them also felt nervous.

Samurai have a high status in Japan.

Ninjas are not the same. Killers, mystery, and ninjas are people's understanding of ninjas.

Zhao Ke threw back the sword in front of the warrior, and said disdainfully: "A person who can't even hold a sword steadily has any right to question others."

The Japanese have a very strong nature, that is, they worship the strong. To put it simply and directly, they are a very slavish nation who only recognize fists and do not recognize morality.

As soon as Zhao Ke said it, the samurai's face suddenly became embarrassing. Zhao Ke stepped forward, looked at the stunned fat man, cupped his hands and said, "My lord, I heard that the shogunate is short of manpower, so I want to ask my lord to recommend it."

"This……"

The fat man was stunned for a moment, and his expression was a bit embarrassed. Although he had the qualifications for recommendation, he still wanted to sell it for a good price with this qualification.

Seeing Fatty's hesitant expression, Zhao Ke knew that this task was not that easy.

In fact, the reason why he made the move was because he had been reminded of the mission just after the warrior had finished speaking.

[Main Mission 1: Join the Shogunate]

[Mission reminder: In today's troubled times, the shogunate needs a lot of manpower, so for a while, ronin began to gather in Kyoto, but to enter the shogunate, you need a referrer's recommendation, otherwise you can't join. 】

It is precisely because of this mission that Zhao Ke decided to take the risk of being exposed. Looking at the direction of the mission, it seems that the main line will continue to extend in this regard.

So as long as people who join the shogunate, eight out of ten may be postmen, and it is not only meaningless to continue to hide, but it will miss the opportunity.

"My lord! I just came back from overseas and got a piece of incredible treasure. Please take a chance to take a look at it." Zhao Ke whispered at this moment.

"treasure!"

As soon as he heard about the treasure, the fat man's eyes lit up, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face. If others told him, he would not believe it, but just now Zhao Ke proved his strength, and he is not a third-rate guy. He has a treasure in his hand , the possibility is naturally not small.

As Zhao Ke was talking, he took out a wooden box from nowhere and gave the fat man a look, only for one look, and the fat man's eyes suddenly became excited.

The black box is square and square. I don't know what material it is, but the patterns carved on it, birds and beasts, are vivid and vivid, which makes people look at it.

Just looking at this box, it is already worth a lot, and one can imagine what the value of the treasures inside will be.

He hurriedly dragged Zhao Ke into a nearby restaurant and asked the boss to prepare a high-class private room.

"Quick, quick, open it!"

As soon as he stepped into the room, he saw that the fat man was eager to open the box, but Zhao Ke reached out and held the box down, and glanced at the three warriors behind the fat man.

Seeing this, the fat man immediately understood, and turned around and said, "You guys are guarding outside the door."

"Yes!"

Although very upset, the three warriors still bowed their heads and retreated out of the room. Zhao Ke followed and closed the door gently. The moment the gaps in the door merged, a savage light flashed in Zhao Ke's pupils: "Don't worry, my lord, this treasure will definitely not disappoint you."