Bright Sword: This unit is really ruthless

"Chiyo, do you know 'China'?" Zhang Ling asked tentatively one day.

Chiyo frowned slightly: "'China'? What place is that? I have never heard of it."

Zhang Ling's heart sank. It seemed that there was no Da Xia in this world. Or rather, the name of Da Xia in this world was different from what he knew.

"Nothing, just asking casually." Zhang Ling covered up.

As his body recovered, Zhang Ling began to think about his future. He couldn't stay in Hanami-cho forever and do nothing. He needed to find a way to go back, or find a new goal in this world.

"Chiyo, I want to go out for a walk." One day, Zhang Ling said to Chiyo.

Chiyo was a little worried: "Your injury is not fully healed yet, you should rest for a few more days."

"I'm fine now." Zhang Ling insisted, "I want to see the outside world."

Chiyo couldn't persuade him, so she agreed to go out with him.

The two came to the streets of Hanamimachi. The bustling crowds and the dazzling array of goods made Zhang Ling feel as if he had returned to an ancient island.

Suddenly, a loud noise attracted Zhang Ling's attention.

I saw a group of people in samurai costumes besieging a ragged man.

"Baga! How dare you steal things from our Black Dragon Society!" a burly warrior cursed viciously.

The man was beaten black and blue, but he still tightly guarded the package in his arms.

"This is my daughter's medicine! Please, let me go!" the man begged bitterly.

Zhang Ling saw this and felt a surge of anger in his heart. Although he had traveled to another world, he was still a soldier who hated evil at heart.

"Stop!" Zhang Ling shouted and rushed forward.

Seeing this, Chiyo hurriedly exclaimed: "Zhang Ling! Don't!"

Zhang Ling ignored Chiyo's dissuasion. He grabbed the burly warrior by the collar and lifted him up.

"How dare you bully the weak in broad daylight? Do you think there is any law?" Zhang Ling shouted angrily.

The warrior was startled by Zhang Ling's momentum, but he quickly reacted and shouted arrogantly: "Who are you? How dare you meddle in the affairs of our Black Dragon Society!"

"Black Dragon Society?" Zhang Ling sneered, "I don't care if you are a black dragon or a white dragon. I will take care of today's matter!"

At this moment, a cold voice came from the crowd: "Hey, isn't this Miss Chiyo's fiancé? What, do you want to be a hero and save the beauty?"

A man wearing a black kimono and with a hideous scar on his face slowly walked out.

"The young master of the Black Dragon Society, Ichiro Kuroda!" Chiyo exclaimed, her face turning pale.

Zhang Ling looked at the scarred man in front of him, and a bad feeling rose in his heart...

Zhang Ling stared coldly at the scarred man in front of him, a chill spreading from the bottom of his heart. Kuroda Ichiro, the young master of the Black Dragon Society, this name was destined to become his lingering nightmare in the days to come.

"Hero saving the beauty? I just can't stand you bullying the weak." Zhang Ling's tone was as cold as the biting wind in winter. He slowly put down the burly warrior in his hand. The warrior rubbed his neck and glared at him fiercely, but did not dare to move forward.

Kuroda Ichiro smiled sinisterly, the scar on his face looked particularly hideous: "Can't stand it? Boy, do you know where this place is? This is Hanami-cho, the territory of our Black Dragon Society! Here, we are the law!"

Zhang Ling sneered disdainfully: "Royal law? I think you are lawless! Under the feet of the emperor, the world is clear and bright, how dare you be so arrogant and domineering? Do you really think there are no righteous people in this world?"

"A man of justice?" Kuroda Ichiro laughed as if he had heard a joke. "Boy, you are probably still asleep. In this world, the bigger the fist, the more powerful it is! Justice? Can it be eaten as food?"

"I don't know if it can be used as food." Zhang Ling's eyes were stern, and a murderous aura emanated from him, "But I know that my fist is big, and I can use it to teach you scum a lesson!"

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Ling flashed and pounced on Kuroda Ichiro like a cheetah.

Chiyo cried out in shock, trying to stop it, but it was too late.

Zhang Ling's speed was astonishingly fast. Before Kuroda Ichiro could react, he was knocked out by his punch and fell heavily to the ground.

Seeing this, the surrounding Black Dragon Society warriors drew their swords and rushed forward.

Zhang Ling was not afraid at all and fought with them with his bare hands.

Although he had lost his gun, his years of combat experience and skills were deeply engraved in his bones. He punched quickly and his moves were deadly. Every move was clean and neat, without any drag.

Although the warriors of the Black Dragon Society were numerous and powerful, they were like chickens and dogs in front of Zhang Ling and were vulnerable.

Punching, kicking, elbowing and kneeing, Zhang Ling was like a tiger descending from the mountain, unstoppable.

In less than a moment, the warriors of the Black Dragon Society fell to the ground, with wailing sounds coming one after another.

Ichiro Kuroda got up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes full of resentment.

"Baga! You bunch of rubbish! Kill him! Kill him!"

The remaining Black Dragon Society warriors surrounded them again, and this time they were even more ferocious and more desperate.

Although Zhang Ling was brave, two fists could not beat four hands after all. Gradually, he began to feel exhausted.

At this moment, Chiyo suddenly rushed over and stood in front of Zhang Ling.

"Stop hitting me!" Chiyo cried, "Please, stop hitting me!"

Kuroda Ichiro sneered: "Ms. Chiyo, what are you doing? Do you want to protect this Chinese?"

"He's not Chinese!" Chiyo retorted, "He's my fiancé!"

"Fiancé?" A hint of viciousness flashed in Kuroda Ichiro's eyes. "Ms. Chiyo, you'd better think clearly about who you are against! We in the Black Dragon Society are not to be trifled with!"

"I don't care who you are!" Chiyo said firmly, "I won't let you hurt him!"

Zhang Ling looked at Chiyo who was standing in front of him, and a warm feeling surged in his heart.

In this strange world, he felt the long-lost warmth and care.

"Chiyo, please move aside." Zhang Ling said softly, "I will be fine."

"No!" Chiyo shook her head firmly, "I won't let you face them alone!"

Ichiro Kuroda was a little impatient: "It seems that Miss Chiyo is not going to cooperate. In that case, don't blame me for being rude!"

He waved his hand, and the warriors behind him prepared to take action.

At this critical moment, a burst of hurried horse hoof sounds came from far away.

"stop!"

A majestic voice sounded, and everyone turned to look.

I saw a group of armored warriors riding tall horses rushing towards us aggressively.

The leader was wearing golden armor and a golden crown, looking very majestic.

"General!" Chiyo exclaimed in surprise.

The person who came was the garrison general of Hanamimachi, Takeda Shingen.

Takeda Shingen rode on his horse, his eyes were sharp as torches, he glanced at the scene, and asked in a deep voice: "What's going on?"

Chiyo quickly recounted what had happened.

After hearing this, Takeda Shingen flew into a rage and pointed at Kuroda Ichiro and shouted, "Kuroda Ichiro! How dare you cause trouble in Hanami-cho! Come on, take them all down!"

Upon seeing this, the warriors of the Black Dragon Society were so frightened that they dropped their weapons and knelt down to beg for mercy.

Ichiro Kuroda's face turned pale, knowing that he was in trouble today.

He glared at Zhang Ling fiercely and said through gritted teeth, "Just wait for me, kid! I will settle this account with you sooner or later!"

Zhang Ling sneered and said indifferently: "I'm always here for you."

The warriors of the Black Dragon Society were taken away by Takeda Shingen's soldiers, leaving only Zhang Ling, Chiyo, Takeda Shingen and others at the scene.

Takeda Shingen dismounted, walked up to Zhang Ling, looked him up and down, and said admiringly: "Young man, you are quite skilled. What's your name?"

"Zhang Ling."

"Zhang Ling?" Takeda Shingen frowned slightly, "Are you Chinese?"

Zhang Ling's heart moved. It seemed that this world was not completely without traces of Da Xia.

"I'm not Chinese." Zhang Ling said calmly, "I come from another world."

When Takeda Shingen heard this, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he did not ask any further questions.

"No matter where you come from," Takeda Shingen patted Zhang Ling on the shoulder, "you did a great job today. Hanamimachi needs brave young people like you."

"General, you are too kind." Zhang Ling said modestly.

"Chiyo," Takeda Shingen turned to look at Chiyo, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, General." Chiyo shook her head.

"That's good." Takeda Shingen nodded, "I will report today's events to the city lord and give you an explanation."

After saying this, Takeda Shingen left with his soldiers.

After watching Takeda Shingen and his group leave, Chiyo finally breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at Zhang Ling, her eyes full of worry: "Zhang Ling, are you really okay?"

Zhang Ling smiled and said, "I'm fine, just a minor injury."

"It's all my fault," Chiyo said self-reproachfully, "If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be involved in this dispute."

"Silly girl," Zhang Ling gently stroked Chiyo's face, "What nonsense are you talking about? It is my responsibility to protect you."

Chiyo's cheeks flushed slightly, she lowered her head, not daring to look directly into Zhang Ling's eyes.

Suddenly, Zhang Ling felt dizzy, his vision went dark, and he lost consciousness.

"Zhang Ling!" Chiyo cried out in surprise and quickly supported the fallen Zhang Ling...

Zhang Ling looked at the scarred man in front of him and sneered in his heart. It had only been a few days since he came here, and he had already encountered this kind of bullying of men and women. It seemed that this different world was no different from the original world, where the strong preyed on the weak.

"Will the Black Dragon be that great?" Zhang Ling said with disdain.

Upon hearing this, Ichiro Kuroda laughed out loud as if he had heard a joke: "Boy, are you new here? In Hanami-machi, no one dares to talk to the Black Dragon Society like this!"

"Really?" Zhang Ling sneered, "Today, I'll give it a try."

After saying that, Zhang Ling exerted force suddenly and threw the burly warrior in his hand out like a broken sack. He fell heavily to the ground and let out a scream.

Seeing this, the surrounding Black Dragon Society warriors drew their swords and attacked Zhang Ling.

Zhang Ling was not afraid. Although he had no weapons, years of military training had given him fighting skills far beyond those of ordinary people.

He is agile, quick-moving, and uses both fists and feet, and every move is deadly.

For a moment, screams were heard one after another, and the warriors of the Black Dragon Society fell to the ground one after another.

Chiyo was stunned watching from the side. She had never seen Zhang Ling so ferocious.

Ichiro Kuroda's face also turned gloomy. He didn't expect that this seemingly weak boy had such skills.

"Baga! Are you all useless? You can't even deal with a young boy!" Kuroda Ichiro roared.

Upon hearing this, the morale of the remaining Black Dragon Society warriors was boosted and they attacked Zhang Ling again.

Although Zhang Ling was very skilled, he was outnumbered and gradually began to lose strength.

At this moment, Chiyo suddenly rushed up and stood in front of Zhang Ling.