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"Ah!"

Constantine sneezed suddenly.

"Be quiet, what if you are discovered?!"

In an opaque dark room, Barton glanced at the man dissatisfiedly: "The group of death gods haven't gone far."

Constantine, who was nestled in the corner, tugged at his coat, rubbed his sore nose, and muttered in a low voice, "I didn't mean to, and besides, can I control this thing?"

"Anyway, don't make any more noise!" Barton sat at the opposite corner of the house, watching the small display on his arm: "When those gods of death are a little further away, we'll move to the next hiding spot."

The display on his arm is connected to dozens of tiny mosquito-shaped biomonitors on the street outside.

These mosquitoes are extremely concealed and have no spiritual pressure fluctuations at all. They can just bypass the spiritual detection of the god of death, allowing them to predict the search route of the god of death one step in advance, so as to choose the best hiding spot.

Relying on these mosquito monitors, they escaped the first wave of searches.

And now, they're trying to find a way to go deeper and probe where Tony is being held.

"It seemed like someone was talking about me just now..."

Constantine touched his messy blond hair, looking a little depressed: "This is not a good sign, the few people who can still talk about me now, probably few want me to live, right? "

Patton's eyelids jumped: "How many people have you offended?"

"I think about it..."

Constantine thought for half a second, and then grinned: "It's hard to count by now."

"Can we separate?"

"Oh? Why?"

"I'm afraid of being killed by you."

"You treat me like this because I treat you as a friend?!"

"I always feel... the word friend,

It doesn't seem like a good thing to say in your mouth. "

"Misunderstandings are all misunderstandings."

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The burly and strong man raised his hand and caught the photo that was thrown.

The man in the photo has messy blond hair, and the decadent face of a middle-aged uncle. His eyes are cloudy and without the slightest bit of light, and he can't even see a trace of hope, as if there is endless grief and darkness.

To a certain extent, it is the eyes of the strong!

It doesn't matter whether he is the strongest or not, after seeing this quite expressive photo, the burly and strong man thought so in his heart.

Even the messy blond hair was judged to be the unruly of a strong man, with endless sorrow in his eyes, and it is only a man who has experienced the mountain of corpses and blood and walked out of the incomparably tragic battlefield. look!

Frank didn't know that with just one photo, the other party made up so much content.

"It's this look, this is the opponent I want!"

The burly man flicked the photo to Loli sitting on the high wall, and pulled out the serrated Zanpakutō stuck in his waist: "But before I go to this man, I just happened to get rid of you. ."

"and many more!"

Frank's eyelids twitched, he didn't think he could beat a captain, and hurriedly came up with an excuse he had already thought up: "I know Lord Carr, he asked me to pretend to be a member of the Eleventh Team, I don't know you Do you know him?"

"Who knows..."

The burly man raised his eyebrows, as if he had thought of something, and his smile became more sinister: "It doesn't matter to anyone, after running such a long way, I finally bumped into one, then let's fight."

"Fighting..."

Frank's pupils shrank slightly, and he subconsciously took a half step back.

This unknown captain seems to be more insane than he imagined. He will fight with people if he disagrees, and the rhetoric and lies he prepared are basically useless at all.

"Hey, travel disaster, tell me, what's your name?"

The man's one eye looked directly at him, and the scar from the knife across his face twisted, revealing a terrifying and hideous smile.

Frank looked at the man who was as tall as a mountain in his eyes, was silent for a moment, and then said in a deep voice, "Frank Custer, nicknamed The Punisher."

"Didn't you just say...you're a member of the Eleventh Division?"

The burly and strong man took a step forward slowly, and the jagged blade slashed across a patch of sparks on the ground, making a harsh rubbing sound:

"Then I'll teach you the rules of the 11th team. When you decide to kill an enemy, you must report your name, so that when the opponent goes to hell, you don't even know who you are. ."

Is it...

Frank swallowed, and a terrible thought quietly emerged in his mind.

Zheng——

The serrated long knife rubbed the ground and the wall, drawing a perfect half-arc in the air, landing on the shoulders of the burly man, accompanied by the sound of golden bells in the back of his head, the hoarse voice echoed like the alarm bell of death. on this narrow street.

"The captain of the eleventh division, Kenpachi Zakigi."

"Traveling in trouble, keep this name in your heart, and even if you go to hell, don't forget the man who killed you!"

In an instant, the world lost its color!

The terrifying Reiatsu, which is large enough to affect the celestial phenomenon, is overwhelming like a tsunami!

The figure in front of him was suddenly raised several hundred meters, like a magnificent and unreachable mountain, exuding an abyss-like momentum that swallowed everything, even light and sound, the air suddenly became heavy and sticky, even It takes effort to breathe.

this moment.

It feels like... facing a sea of ​​rage.

The raging waves of the sky and the earth have set off one after another, as if it is possible to smash his lonely boat at any time!

Terrible Reiatsu...

How can there be... such a monster in the world?

Even when facing Lord, he never felt such a terrifying Reiatsu.

The muscles and bones just endured this spiritual pressure, which made him feel as if he was run over by a heavy truck. The whole body was stimulated as if it had been electrocuted. The pores on the whole body suddenly contracted and closed, and cold sweat instantly seeped from the back. Come out and wet the death fighter.

Captain of the Eleventh Division...Zeraki Kenpachi!

It is said that it is the only one who has inherited the name of 'Jianba' in contemporary times, and its combat ability is undoubtedly the best in the entire Soul Society.

I just didn't expect that how could he be so lucky?

Not long after the fake 11th team, he ran into the captain of the 11th team. He seriously suspected that he was cursed by the goddess of fate!

"Hey... aren't you ready to draw your sword?"

Zaraki Kenpachi held the serrated Zanpakutō, and smiled savagely: "If the prey I finally met, if the performance is too weak, it will be too disappointing."

boom--! ! !

An extremely cold and monstrous killing intent, as if thousands of swords had pierced through his body.

Obviously the other party just stood there and didn't move, but Frank felt that he had died thousands of times, as if he was shocked by the killing intent, and he didn't respond for a long time.

"Hey, hey, give me a reaction."

Zeraki Kenpachi tilted his head and seemed a little disappointed: "Do you only have this level?"

Frank took a deep breath, forcibly calmed his brain, and then raised the spiritual pressure in his body to the peak in one breath, and shouted in an almost hysterical voice: "Justice is pale and humble, but it is by no means powerless - pale justice!"

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