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Chapter 2629 Give Me Some Face!

Chapter 2629 Give Me Some Face!

Major Debes looked surprised when his hand strike was thwarted.

All that could be seen was an ordinary-looking, even somewhat old, wooden knife.

It appeared out of nowhere, positioned at a strange angle between the hand and the neck.

Wooden knife?

A wooden sword that I couldn't sense any special energy from.

Did he block his own hand strike?

Although it doesn't have the power of the Black Bear Fruit.

However, as a major, his Dao strength value is also around one thousand.

And why didn't I sense the other person approaching in advance?

It's as if the process has been omitted, and a result appears directly.

Has Observation Haki failed?

wrong!

Almost at the same moment.

Major Debes caught a glimpse of a sharp, cold light coming from his right blind spot, a light whose sound could not keep up with his gaze.

In a split second, he made his most instinctive reaction.

"drink--!"

With a low roar, the surging domineering aura within him was immediately released.

In an instant.

An invisible yet heavy impact erupted from Major Debes.

As for why not use 'iron blocks'.

In an instant, the wooden sword that was blocking the way was knocked away.

Its owner is Sakata Gintoki, with naturally curly hair and dead fish eyes.

He grabbed Takasugi Shinsuke by the collar and quickly retreated four or five meters.

He barely managed to steady himself after his wooden sword slashed across the cement road, sending sparks flying.

He then grimaced and shook his numb arm.

"hiss---"

The figure that launched the attack from the right.

He was also thrown away by the sudden, domineering impact.

But he was immediately held firmly in the arms of a strange white creature.

However, Takasugi Shinsuke was distracted because Gintoki kept grabbing the back of his collar.

He rolled around on the ground in a sorry state, more than a dozen times.

This caused another wave of excruciating pain to the already severely injured and exhausted body.

But that's not what he's concerned about.

He looked at the two people who had suddenly appeared in disbelief.

Takasugi Shinsuke's gaze first settled on the familiar 'naturally curly hair'.

His slightly hoarse voice was filled with complex emotions.

"Gintoki"

Then, he looked at the guy who was still lying in the white creature's arms in a princess carry, and his brows furrowed unconsciously.

"And... wigs?!"

"It's not a wig!"

Katsura Kotaro immediately turned his head and corrected him very seriously: "It's Katsura!"

Sakata Gintoki turned around.

A lazy and sarcastic smile tugged at the corners of his mouth.

"Yo~"

Gintoki's voice trailed off as he looked Takasugi up and down, scrutinizing his disheveled appearance.

"This is not our imposing and awe-inspiring Ghost Army Commander-in-Chief, the most dangerous man among the anti-foreign patriots."

"Lord Takasugi Shinsuke?"

"What happened? You've become like this after all these years!"

He was saying some harsh things.

But those dead fish eyes that were always half-drooping.

But it swiftly passed over Takasugi's injuries and the unknown fate of Kitajima Matako not far away.

A barely perceptible glint flashed deep within his scarlet eyes.

"Gintoki! Mr. Katsura!"

"You guys ran so fast, you disappeared in the blink of an eye!"

"It's Aru, wait for us!"

Just then, two panting voices came from behind the three of them.

It was Shimura Shinpachi and Kagura riding on Sadaharu's back.

The two people and their pet finally caught up, complaining incessantly.

But he was surprised by the speed that Gintoki and Katsura suddenly displayed.

Until they could clearly see the situation on the ground.

Takasugi, severely injured and kneeling on the ground, and Matako, lying in a pool of blood.

And that naval lieutenant commander who exuded a terrifying aura and had icy eyes.

Their expressions froze instantly, and they stopped talking abruptly.

A few seconds later.

"They really are naval officers!"

Shinpachi gasped in surprise as he looked at Major Debes's Justice Coat on his shoulder.

"That big guy"

Kagura narrowed her azure eyes to observe Major Debes.

Her little nose suddenly wrinkled, and she unconsciously tightened her grip on the umbrella handle.

"It feels so dangerous, aru."

Dingchun, who was beneath her, also lay down, baring his teeth in a defensive posture.

After a minor incident.

The atmosphere in the room was even more tense than before.

Major Debes slowly withdrew his domineering aura.

His gaze swept over the newly appeared silver-haired man with a wooden sword, a black-haired samurai, a bespectacled boy, an orange-haired girl, a strange white creature, and a large white dog.

At that moment, his gaze passed over Gintoki's cynical and lazy face.

Landing in the void behind the opponent.

There, a faint, ominous purple light emanated from the shadows.

Its outline and face are extremely ferocious, presenting a strange appearance with three heads and six arms.

Four of them were each gripping a different sword.

The blade gleamed coldly, exuding a menacing aura.

The remaining two arms held two dark blue orbs that seemed to shimmer with lightning inside.

You could sense a surge of anger and a violent, raging power in his eyes.

It is not human, but resembles a ghost, or even more like a Rakshasa or Asura from mythology.

At this moment, its eyes flashed with a fierce light that seemed to have a tangible presence.

It seemed as if it would break free of its restraints at any moment and pounce on Major Debes.

This surprised Major Debes, who quickly glanced at everyone present.

He realized that only he could see this guy.

“Interesting~”

Major Debes's face regained its interest with a smile.

"So, you're also planning to become enemies with the World Government?"

His attention was mainly focused on Sakata Gintoki.

The opponent's skills, wooden sword, and the spirit behind him all seemed extraordinary.

"Send your name."

Major Debes's voice was deep: "So that I don't kill the wrong person."

He already had a pretty good idea of ​​what was going on; it was probably someone he needed to capture alive again.

Gintoki casually slung Lake Toya over his shoulder.

I casually picked at my ear.

Then, in his uniquely styled, infuriatingly lazy tone, he replied:

"Huh? Name?"

"That kind of thing doesn't matter~"

"Anyway, a big shot like you who seems to have stepped out of a comic book wouldn't remember."

He tilted his head, his dead fish eyes meeting Major Debes's sharp gaze, a slight upturn at the corners of his mouth.

"But if you really want to ask—"

"This kneeling guy is an old friend of mine, Sakata Gintoki."

Gintoki pointed his wooden sword at Takasugi in front of him and said casually:

"Although he's a troublesome and damn bastard."

As he spoke, he slowly raised the wooden sword in his hand, pointing it at Major Debes.

"I'm here to end this fight. Could you please do me the honor and stop here?"

The words fell.

The two sides are locked in a standoff in the middle of this broken highway.

At this moment, Katsura Kotaro, who had already fallen from Elizabeth's arms, walked up to Gintoki with his sword in hand.

"If there are still guys who haven't had enough trouble."

"bring it on."

"We'll play along!"

Shinpachi Shimura, Kagura, Elizabeth, and Sadaharu stood beside him, striking various cool poses.

"How's it going, Navy?"

【boom! 】

Before Katsura could finish speaking, Gintoki flew into a rage and kicked him away.

"Don't steal my lines! You're just wearing a wig, not red hair!"

"It's not a wig, it's Katsura. And you don't have red hair, it's silver hair, and it's naturally curly."

Major Debes stared speechlessly at the people who had suddenly become so abstract.

What are they doing?

He then took out two Purple Butterfly Pills from the pocket of his Justice Coat and put them in his mouth.

He wouldn't actually give someone face just because they said "give me some face".

Instead, they were happy to have encountered another key target that needed to be captured alive.

How many battle achievements must that be?

We must act quickly; otherwise, if we drag this out, General Flying Squirrel will have to send more men.