I Don’t Want to Be a General, I Choose Buddhism

　　 It was just a few breaths. Under the skillful operation of the men in black suits, some blood was finally washed into the drain on the side, and the ground was completely restored.

　　 Seeing this, Ion’s arrogance that he had let go of was even more exaggerated.

　　Here…too free, Freedom Ion worried that he would be shot by a cold gun as he walked.

　　 Especially with Ion’s physique, he can’t possibly be hit by a single shot, but he really wants to pull it back for rescue.

　　 “Kuzan, it looks dangerous here, or should I slip away first?” Ion suggested.

　　 “It’s okay,” Kuzan replied. “Isn’t it interesting here?”

　　 “I don’t think…”

　　 Yaen said while observing the surrounding details.

　　 “This is truly the territory of the Mafia, full of violence, guns, controlled drugs, etc.”

“Huh? Those people who come and go are in groups, and they are vigilant to each other. Looking at their movements, shouldn’t they be the underground forces in the rest of the West Sea? So, here in a sense Is it a trading area for underground forces?”

　　 Suddenly, Ion paused, looked at the muscular man aside, and said. “There is even a navy?”

　　 Kuzan glanced in the direction Ion was looking, and asked. “Huh? How did you judge Ion?”

　　 “The calluses on the hands, the walking pace, and the waist that stays tall and straight…”

　　 Yaen explained casually and said. “I just don’t know if it is the officers from the other branches of the West Sea who sneaked over, or the navy that has defected.”

　　 After a pause, Ion recalled that the naval battleship was docked at the port of Capone Island, but the entire Capone Island didn’t react at all, but instead assumed a habitual appearance.

　　 “Probably the former, at least the entire Capone Island is in a state of habit to the advent of the navy.”

　　 “If you are curious, don’t you know?”

　　 Kuzan said, and then went straight to hold the man’s shoulder and asked. “Hey, which branch? What rank?”

　　 The man turned his head and glanced at Kuzan’s long dark-skinned face wearing sunglasses, a turban, and felt a little familiar, but he said in a bad tone.

　　 “Do you know the rules? Just touch someone’s shoulder like this, so you are not afraid that someone will shoot you?”

　　 “Seeing my colleagues here makes me a little excited,” Kuzan said casually.

　　 “Did you come here secretly?” The man seemed to understand something.

　　 Kuzan thought for a while, lifted his chin towards Ion who looked like a small meat, and then replied. “Bring a junior over to see and see, but when I came up, I got lost.”

　　 “You don’t come often by yourself?” The man seemed to see something and said.

　　 “Hmm.” Kuzan nodded.

　　 “It’s really reckless. Before you come anyway, ask your chief about the precautions when you come here, and where it is suitable for fun…”

　　 The man said with a clear look. “For the sake of your colleagues, you should remember this formula,’Demonstration of the East, the West, the South, the North, Gambling’, understand?”

　　 “Oh,” Kuzan replied.

“in addition…”

　　 The man glanced at Ion, who looked gentle and handsome, and said. “I suggest you take this little guy to the east of town first, he will like it here.”

“Thanks!”

　　 Kuzan patted the man on the shoulder again, and then said goodbye to him.

　　 As the man walked away, Kuzan asked Ion instead. “Nayan, do you want to go east to enjoy it?”

　　 In response, Ion rolled his eyes at Kuzan and said.

　　 “Let’s go quickly, this is the west side. No wonder there are some controlled drugs everywhere. The ‘sudden’ just now started shooting randomly, right?”

　　 “Don’t you like Ion? Didn’t you mean that you wanted to meet the mafia before?” Kuzan asked with a smile.

　　 Yaen asked back. “Do you like it?”

　　 “Who likes these in the serious navy?” Kuzan smiled and replied.

　　 Yaen curled his lips and said immediately.

　　 “But at present, the navies of the West China Sea are not very serious. In the tone of the navy just now, I am afraid that it has become the default entertainment place for the West China Sea.”

　　 When it comes to this question, Kuzan’s expression is also a little serious, and then he speaks in a low voice. “It seems that Xihai’s underground forces can spread all over the corners, and it is not without reason.”

　　 “Is there no way to fix it?” Ion asked.

　　 “It’s hard…”

　　 Kuzan shook his head and said. “You must know that some underground forces may not be secretly manipulated by the world’s franchise countries, and the navy cannot arbitrarily interfere in the affairs of the world’s franchise countries.”

　　 Yaen added.

“I mean the navy! Even if the main duty of the navy is to deal with pirates and calm the chaos of the sea, but if the West Sea navy and the underground forces are allowed to get so close as they are now, the roots will slowly rot sooner or later, and there is a possibility of coexistence. Sex will only be inevitable.”

　　 Kuzan also seemed to understand the seriousness of the matter and replied cautiously. “This matter… I will report to the general of the Warring States period.”

“Um!”

　　 Yaen nodded and said. “In that case, it should not be too late. Let’s return to the voyage as soon as possible.”

“Not urgent!”

　　 Kuzan pressed Ion’s shoulder and said. “Since everyone happened to be in front of the Capone Mafia resident, how about solving this malignant tumor first?”

　　…

　　 Yaen.

　　 As Ion looked up, he had unknowingly walked to the center of the town and in front of the tallest building.

　　 At the door of this building, there are a whole row of men in suits holding weapons like submachine guns.

　　 Just as Ion was thinking about how to fool Kuzan and rushed forward, and when he was “shopping” behind him, Kuzan picked up Ion, then threw it straight at the row of men in suits and shouted.

　　 “Ion, the task of destroying the Capone Mafia is up to you.”

　　 The next moment, before Ion landed, the well-trained men in suits reacted quickly and looked over. A submachine gun quickly and skillfully fired at Ion in midair.

　　 “Tutututututututu!”

　　 For a while, in the domineering look of Ion, he clearly felt that a bullet almost comparable to a wall was pushed towards him.

　　 “Spread it, Senbonzakura!”

　　 At the time of the crisis, Ion liberated the “Soul Sword Sword Senbonzakura” at an unprecedented speed, and a large number of cherry blossoms flew up and blocked Ion’s front.

　　 “Clang clang clang!”

　　 At the same time as the dense collision sounds, Ion couldn’t help but startled in a cold sweat.

　　‘Almost…I’m going to be sieved! ’

　　 After landing smoothly, Ion, who knew that his physique might not be able to withstand the gun, could be described as gnawing his teeth inwardly.

　　 “Kuzan, you bastard, you wait for me.”