In Soul Society, I just want to retire

The tones of Japanese music and musical instruments are rather ominous and sound very strange, sometimes making people feel uncomfortable.

But the sound coming from behind the screen was definitely not from any native Japanese instrument.

Finally, a leisurely tune slowly sounded.

The hundreds of people present were silent, all immersed in Mei Le's music.

Yamabuki Ditang's expression looked a little strange.

Kyoraku Shunsui noticed that his teacher's face was not looking good, so he asked quietly, "What happened, old man?"

"No, keep listening." Yamabuki Ditang said in a low voice.

He had already noticed something was wrong.

This tune is not Japanese music at all, it is somewhat like Irish style.

And that instrument is not a shamisen or a biwa at all, but a guitar.

Yes, definitely guitar.

This is a bit outrageous. This time point was about three hundred years ago when things gradually started. Could it be that in reality, we had already started to have contact with the West?

Yamabuki Detang doesn't know much about Japanese history.

However, their firearms should have been invented quite early.

It should be influenced by Westerners.

Chapter 178: Money is more important than life

It seems the situation is becoming increasingly complicated.

Yamabuki Detang whispered to Zeljo Tano, "After the performance, can I see what this musician looks like?"

"Of course. As long as you are willing, I don't mind sending him to your house!" Zicheng Tano's business is big enough, so he naturally knows that if he wants to do bigger business, he must have a big backer. Yamabuki Ditong is his best investment.

But it was obvious that someone was more anxious.

"Everyone, don't move. Hand over the money you have on you and I will spare your lives." A man in armor drew his samurai sword and pointed it at the nobles.

At the same time, twenty or thirty warriors in armor rushed in from outside, holding long swords in their hands and with fierce expressions on their faces.

"We are robbers. Leave all your money, jewelry, and women behind, otherwise don't blame us for being rude! We will kill you and not bury you." The bandit leader shouted at the crowd.

He thought he was very fierce, but he didn't expect that the nobles present didn't take him seriously at all.

Everyone looked at him as if he were a clown.

Whenever these nobles travel, they are always accompanied by bodyguards. The weakest of these bodies is at the regular level of Death God, so they are not afraid of these robbers at all.

These robbers have good ideas, but unfortunately their brains are not very good.

"Where did these bastards come from? They dared to disturb your pleasure. Don't worry, I will find a way to deal with them right away." Zashiro Tano also raised a lot of death warriors, but because they did not value this, the quality of the death warriors was not high.

"She must be a great beauty, as she can play such beautiful music. How about we capture her?" The bandit leader walked straight towards the musician on the stage.

The other nobles were just watching coldly, not getting involved and keeping a distance. After all, this was not their territory and someone would handle the matter.

How could Tano Zashiro let these bandits steal his cash cow?

"Kill all these people for me!" Zashiro Tano stood directly at the highest point, pointing his fan at the robbers below with a very arrogant look.

The thugs he paid for pounced on him like wolves and tigers.

Then he was beaten all over the place.

The fight was over in less than a minute, and only one thug was still standing, but he was trembling and almost wet his pants with fear.

He didn't have any special abilities to begin with, he just wanted to make a living by being tall. How could he have thought that someone would dare to attack a high-ranking noble?

Zashiro Tano's face turned green. He originally thought that his thugs could easily deal with the other party, but he didn't expect that they were easily dealt with by the other party.

"You are the owner of this restaurant, right? Your head should be worth a lot of money, right?" The bandit leader bent his bow and shot an arrow at Tano Shirashiro's forehead. Tano Shirashiro had been living a life of luxury for too long. His father and grandfather were both masters of kendo, but unfortunately his generation only studied how to make money.

I may have known a little bit about swordsmanship when I was young, but now, what little I learned when I was young has long been returned to my grandfather and father.

Seeing the sharp arrow flying towards him, Zanjo Tano was so scared that he wet his pants. As for the other nobles, they usually just watched. It would be best if Zanjo Tano died, so that they would have a reason to embezzle Zanjo Tano's property.

At the critical moment, an invisible force knocked the arrow away.

Yamabuki Ditang was ready to take action, but when someone else took action, he retreated abruptly.

Zashiro Tano felt his face burning with pain. These bandits were so barbaric that they didn't even give him any face.

"Whoever kills these bandits will be given a hundred gold coins. How about that? Is there anyone willing to kill them?" Zaraki Tano shouted.

However, these powerful assassins only obeyed the orders of their masters and did not care about the life or death of this useless person.

Zashiro Tadano shouted for a long time, but no one came forward to deal with the bandits.

"Bastard, you are going too far. I also learned swordsmanship when I was young. It should be no problem for me to deal with this gangster bandit." Zashiro Tadano clumsily drew the sword from his waist. At this time, the bandits strode up to him.

Zashiro Tano held the sword in both hands, and as he looked at the powerful man who was a head taller than him, cold sweat began to appear on his palms.

"You...don't come over here. I tell you, I'm very rich! If you hurt me in the slightest, I'll kill you with my money." What Zashiro Tano said made the robber laugh.

Are there such stupid people in this world?

Didn’t I kidnap you just because you are rich?

"clang!"

The two knives collided with each other, and the knife in Zashiro Tano's hand was knocked away. His arms were really numb, and he sat down on the ground, looking at the robber in front of him with horror.

"I want half of your property now. If you don't give it to me, I will chop off your dog head!" The bandit leader had a face full of flesh and scratched Zicheng Duoye's face with a knife.

Zashiro Tano felt that he had drunk a little too much wine, and now all the wine had turned into urine and was being urinated out of his crotch.

"Who is willing to help me deal with these bandits? I will give him 500 gold!" Zashiro Tano still held on to hope.

At this time, a noble finally spoke.

"If you are willing to give me half of your property, I can help you deal with these despicable petty thieves." The noble looked at Zashiro Tadano with a teasing look on his face.

"You...you are simply taking advantage of the situation! How dare you ask for half of my property! Do you know how much money my normal property is worth?" Zashiro Tano felt that these people were simply crazy.

The bandit leader realized that the others didn't care about Mole City, so he became even more brutal: "If you don't give me money, I will chop off your hand first, and then ask your family to send the money to me."

As he said this, he really raised the knife in his hand.

Kyoraku Shunsui was drinking quietly beside him. If the knife really cut down, he would help.

He was also very unhappy with Zaraki Tano, so he just wanted to teach this man a lesson.

"A hand...it's just a hand! I will never give you a penny." Zashiro Tadano screamed miserably.

"So what do you think is more important, money or life?"

"Of course it's money! How can life be more important than money?" Zashiro Tano made some remarks that left Chen dumbfounded. There are actually people in this world who value money over life.

Just when the robber was about to chop the bastard to death with a knife, something soft wrapped around his waist and pulled him down from the second floor. His back hit the ground heavily, almost killing him.

"Who? Which bastard dared to attack me? Don't you know who I am?" The bandit leader cursed, "Who was it that pulled me down just now?"

Chapter 179: Fengqiaolou Juro

The faces of his younger brothers all became very strange, and they kept staring at the two screens on the stage. They saw a soft and strange thing stretched out from behind the screen and grabbed the boss's waist.

"Boss, this feels a bit weird to me. Maybe there isn't a human behind the screen. Should we open the screen and take a look?" said the younger brother.

If there is a beautiful woman behind the screen, they will make a profit. If it is some strange monster... maybe they can sell it and make money.

The other nobles were also waiting for this scene. They also wanted to see what kind of person this magical musician was.

The screens on both sides were pulled open by the bandits.

However, everyone was shocked by what they saw next.

Behind the screen was not a monster, nor a woman, but a tall, blond man with blue eyes.

The man looked to be in his early twenties and was dressed like a noble gentleman. He was holding a guitar in his hands and plucking the strings.

The others were also stunned after seeing this scene. Everyone thought that this must be a beautiful girl.

It turned out that the other party's true identity was a grown man.

"What I hate most is someone disturbing me when I'm playing music!" The blond man waved his hand, and a golden whip-like object wrapped around him.

Yamabuki Ditang recognized the other person's identity at a glance.

Fengqiaolou Juro!

It was him!

One of the captains of the Masked Army, he has unfathomable strength (he has never won a fight), and is the only captain who cannot even defeat Kensei Muguruma.

Almost at the bottom among all the captains.

But he is a captain after all.

"You look so strange, do you know that man?" asked Lisa Yadomaru.

"I don't know him, at least not now." Yamabuki Ditang should have thought of this answer earlier. Fengqiao Loujuro has a Western face, beautiful long golden hair, and usually dresses like a Western gentleman.

In the blink of an eye, the battle between the two sides was over. The golden whip in Fengqiao Loujuro's hand was exactly the appearance of his Zanpakuto after it was released, Kinsara.

These ordinary bandits certainly cannot beat a captain-level strongman like Fengqiao Loujuro. Of course, Fengqiao Loujuro has not reached this level yet. Judging from the spiritual pressure on his body, he is at most a deputy captain.

These robbers were all killed in no time.

"Really? Since the performance has been interrupted, let's start again." Fengqiao Loujuro continued to hold his guitar and started playing.

But he never expected that he would become the subject of discussion among the nobles.

"Look, this guy looks so weird! He has blonde hair and an unusual height. It would be really interesting if I could buy him home."

"And the instrument he was holding was something we had never seen before."

"Zejo Tadano, how much do you want to buy this musician for me?"

Zashiro Tano looked a little embarrassed. He and Fengqiao Loujuro have always been partners, not superiors and subordinates.

The nobles began to make a fuss. After all, these people had everything they needed except fun.

To them, a blond-haired, blue-eyed Westerner is far more valuable than a musician.

Fengqiao Lou Juro was concentrating on tuning the music, not caring at all about what these people were saying about him.

Although he has not yet joined Soul Society, Fengqiao Rojuro's favorability towards these nobles has now dropped to the lowest level.

Just as these nobles were chattering, Fengqiao Loujuro suddenly played his guitar, and the shrill guitar sound made everyone here shut up.

Fengqiaolou Shilang is not a weak man. Everyone has witnessed how he defeated those bandits with just a few moves. If he pushes them into a corner and fights them to the death, they will not even have a place to cry.

After all, unlike those bandits who have nothing and are on the verge of death, these nobles claim to be high and mighty and have everything they need. The first thing they do when they open their eyes every day is to find ways to enjoy life. They don't want to lose their lives because of these things.

"Today's performance ends here, please go back!" Fengqiao Lou Juro put away his guitar and turned to leave.

He knew that once his true identity was exposed, it would definitely cause some unnecessary trouble, and there was nothing he could do about it.

This country is quite closed and rarely interacts with the outside world, so it is inevitable to feel excited when suddenly seeing Westerners.

It seems I need to change my boss.

Zashiro Tadano looked at these nobles who did not help him in his desperate situation, and he was extremely upset. However, he still had to do business and make money. He couldn't just turn against them, so he could only shout, "Today's performance ends here. Everyone, go back! Come back tomorrow!"

Although Zashiro Tano had just lost face in front of the bandits, he was still a high-ranking noble after all, so the others had to give him some face and not cause trouble in his place.

However, the Zaraki family also exposed its shortcomings.

Not strong enough to protect his family's property.

Many people are making plans in their minds, trying to find ways to seize this family property.

Zashiro Tano didn't notice at all that he was like a piece of fat meat, exposed to a bunch of wild beasts.

After sending everyone away, Yamabuki Ditang wanted to remind him: "Boss Zelcheng, money is important, but swords are equally important. You should practice swordsmanship more when you have free time."

Zashiro Tano looked heartbroken: "If I had known this would happen... I shouldn't have spent money hiring these cheap guys!"

As he said this, he looked at the bodyguards lying on the ground with bruises on their faces.

"This time I must spend a lot of money to hire a group of experts to protect my safety." Zashiro Tano clenched his fists tightly: "I understand what you mean, sir. This time I will train a group of powerful subordinates. Things like today will never happen again!"