The Swordsman of the Grim Reaper

Chapter 436

Ichimaru silver life is very leisurely.

The Grim Reaper has no tradition of mistreating captives. He was locked in a single room with a stool and a bed.

Put on handcuffs that limit spiritual power.

Three meals a day are delivered on time, and I can walk around the cell from time to time, and I can bask in the sun for a short time in the afternoon.

For such a depressing day, Ichimaru Gin was already very relaxed. He didn't need to worry about his plans being exposed to Aizen, and he didn't need to pretend anything. He could lie down leisurely and raise his legs.

Life is better than before.

The only thing that makes him regret is that he failed to get Bengyu back for Luanju.

After so many years of forbearance, in the end, it still falls short.

"You should say sorry in advance."

He murmured, a look of regret flashed across his fox-like face, which was immediately covered up, and the sound of his footsteps seemed very loud in the silent cell.

Ichimaru Gin got up from the bed and looked out of the prison with squinted eyes. A man with black hair and good features was wearing a white feather and a black uniform. He walked to the door of the prison with strong steps.

"Long time no see, Ichimaru Gin."

"Captain Baishi, it seems that you have finally come to a conclusion on how to deal with me."

Ichimaru Gin walked to the prison door and said with a smile, "I hope it's a good decision."

"We decided to release you from prison on the condition that you join the [-]th team and stay with Saragi Kenpachi."

After much deliberation, Shiraishi felt that Losing the [-]th Division was the most suitable place, and Kenpachi Saragi must be very willing to have someone who can fight with him all the time.

There was a helpless expression on Ichimaru Gin's face, "I don't want to communicate with Captain Saraki every day, just send me a mobile phone and let me live in prison."

"You have a good idea. If I don't punish you, you still want to eat and drink for free? When you go to the [-]th team, remember to take care of those official duties. If you always let Yumi Ayasegawa handle it alone, you won't be able to handle it at all."

"Okay." Ichimaru Gin sighed, he doesn't hate Saragi, the premise is to keep a distance, stay with that kind of fighting madman for 24 hours, fight every now and then, or fight with your life.

No one can bear it.

He doesn't have that exuberant need to fight.

Baishi asked someone to open the door, cut open the handcuffs that restricted his spiritual power, and said, "Follow me."

"Hi."

Ichimaru Gin moved his wrist, and the recovery of spiritual power made his weak body stronger. He stepped out of the cell, took the sharp gun handed over by the jailer, and casually inserted it in his waist.

People followed and walked outside, squinting their eyes, which could easily make people think that they were thinking about some bad idea.

That chill came from behind.

Shiraishi was puzzled, how could Aizen stay indifferent after being watched like this every day?
Sure enough, habits are terrible things.

He led Ichimaru Gin to the station of the [-]th squad.

The noisy team members who were stationed in the past disappeared, judging from Reiatsu that they were filming in other places.

Did they shoot a movie immediately after eating?

He was so diligent that he couldn't believe it was the [-]th team. He seriously doubted that they took making movies as their main business.

"In the future, you have to keep an eye on the disciplinary issues of the [-]th team."

Ichimaru silver complained: "Hey, that kind of thing is very troublesome."

Bai Shi said unhappily, "Why don't you let me out?"

"Hi, hi, who made you the captain."

Ichimaru Gin spread his hands and did not continue to argue.

Go through the hall of the church and into the atrium.

The sycamore tree and the lawn are crossed, occasionally decorated with flowers, there is a fountain in the center, and a tall man is lying on a bench beside him, holding a Zanpakutō. His ferocious face will not make people feel peaceful when he is sleeping. Feeling, but more trembling.

"It seems that we came at the wrong time."

Ichimaru shrugged.

Bai Shi stared.

Murderous intent brushed over the tip of the grass.

Zaraki Kenpachi woke up from a deep sleep, without any hesitation, he pulled out the jagged Nozai at the fastest speed, and swung a golden slash forward, tearing the ground apart.

Shimaru Gin's eyes were still squinted, ready to leave here at any time.

With a wave of Baishi's knife, the wind wall rose up, silently counteracting the mighty slash.

"Haha!" Saraki Kenpachi laughed wildly, not knowing what was going on, but the opponent who came to the door would not be Kenpachi if he didn't fight.

His tall body came tearing through the air at the same time, and with a grinning laugh, he held the wild sun in his right hand and slashed down fiercely, the golden spiritual pressure was pushed to the peak by the high emotion.

boom!
Baishi swung his knife to hold it back, the impact shook the clouds away, and the strong wind whipped up the hair of the three of them.

"Calm down, Saraki, I'm not here to fight with you, I'm asking Ichimaru Gin to join you. If you need anything, you can find him."

After saying this, Shiraishi forced Saragi Kenpachi back with a single blow, and then left with the step forward slash.

The excitement on Zaraki Kenpachi's face was still there, and his eyes turned to Ichimaru Gin.

He sighed, holding the handle of the sharp gun, "It seems that I can't do without fighting."

"Long time no see, Ichimaru."

Zaragi Kenpachi laughed, and it was a long time since they met, how could it end without a life-and-death fight.

boom!
The air vibrated, and from a direction invisible to the line of sight, two tyrannical Reiatsu collided.

Saraki, Ichimaru?
Broken Bee Head looked out the window, with a bit of doubt on his face, was that guy released or escaped from the cell?

Before she could figure it out, she grabbed the short skirt with one hand and lifted it up, "Hey, what are you doing, pervert!"

The little hand hastily pressed down, and glared at the man in front of him viciously.

Baishi shrugged and said, "Who sent me a picture of the underskirt early in the morning, and said that he poured the water glass?"

Broken Bee blushed, so she wouldn't admit that it was the photo she posted, and said with a stare, "Nah, I don't know what you're talking about, don't disturb my lunch break."

"You are still stubborn. Every Monday, you send me those photos. Now that I am here, you still want to refuse? I have to treat you today."

Baishi ignored her weak resistance and possessed him with a firm attitude. Not surprisingly, Broken Bee gave up resistance after a few strokes.

……

"Huh." Baishi let out a heavy breath, touched the broken bee's head with his hand, and said with a smile: "If you dare to be brave next time, don't blame me for being rude."

"Who's afraid of you?" Broken Bee replied stiffly.

Baishi smiled and said: "I have a task that I want to entrust to you to perform."

Broken Bee leaned against his chest, lazily like a kitten, "What's the matter?"

"I suspect that someone is deliberately teaching those civil servants how to be corrupt behind the scenes. Please investigate it and keep it strictly confidential so that no one else can detect it."

Baishi touched her small head with his hand.

Broken Bee nodded and said: "Okay, I will arrange reliable people to investigate."

"Someone is coming, I'll take a step first."

Sensing someone approaching, Baishi hurriedly left, don't ask why he was avoiding people, he just wanted that kind of excitement.

Broken Bee hurriedly dressed, fanned the air with her small hands to disperse the smell of the air, her cheeks tightened, and she decided to let O Maeda who came in to investigate those things.

(End of this chapter)