When a pack of wolves broke into a sheepfold, ready to feast, only to discover that the sheepfold was actually Green Grassland, how would they feel?
A flicker of unease passed through the armed men's hearts. If Sogo Doma and Hattori Hanzo's unconcerned exchange had ignited anger in their chests, then the skills Sogo Doma had just displayed were like a basin of cold water dumped over their heads, extinguishing that anger at once...
If not for the guns in their hands giving them a sense of security, and for the fact that Sogo Doma and the other man were unarmed...
Even so, aside from the two men whose shoulders Sogo Doma had hooked his arms around, everyone else aimed their guns at him. "Bastard, don't move! Put your hands up!"
Hattori Hanzo received the same treatment. "You too! Hands behind your head, squat down! Squat down..."
It seemed Sogo Doma's actions had truly frightened this group. Not wanting to draw attention to himself, Hattori Hanzo's mouth twitched before he obediently raised his hands and placed them behind his head, putting on a harmless appearance. But before the armed men could breathe a sigh of relief, Sogo Doma, still with his arms around the two gunmen, objected.
"Hey, brothers over there, don't you know you can't point guns at people so casually? What if one of them accidentally goes off? Wouldn't these two beside me be in trouble? They're your companions, yet you're still aiming your guns at them. Wait! Could it be that you're turning on each other because you couldn't split the loot evenly?"
"You bastard, let them go and put your hands up, or else..."
"Or else what? You'll shoot me? Or shoot these two in front of me?" Sogo Doma said with a broad smile. Then