I Bound Aizen

He subconsciously ran over, and after confirming that he had understood correctly, he raised his hand and helped Yuu Mikami pull down the towel.

The next second, he hissed and quickly looked away.

I saw that after pulling off the towel, on Mikami Yu's arm, golden light shone.

A big "special" character is printed on the sleeve.

"I am a special trainer, Yu Mikami!"

"Starting today, I will be responsible for the training of you idiots."

"In order to become a Pokémon master, give me the resolution to fight to the death!"

In the crowd, Mikami Yuu grinned, revealing a pure smile.

I almost forgot, the lottery was promised

I made an appointment at the beginning of the month, and I will draw again this month

I've been sick all this time, I forgot about it

Same as last time, according to the form of monthly ticket lottery, three readers will be drawn from the readers who cast monthly tickets this month

The lottery will be drawn before April 2nd. In order to ensure fairness, Tajiang will still record the video and upload it to station B.

The prizes are as follows, a total of three

The third prize is any game recharge 68

The second prize is any game recharge 128

The first prize is any game recharge 648

direct cash transfer

By the way, last month's second prize has not been accepted, and the second prize recipient "I am the one who can't be burned to death." Please private message me.

The Gold Content of Chapter 221 of Jianba

"Ha ha ha ha!!"

"Ho Ho Ho Ho!!"

In the 5th squad building, Mako Hirako laughed wildly.

Aizen passed by with a stack of documents in his arms, and narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw the appearance of his captain.

"Captain, do you want to take some medicine to calm down?"

Pingzi turned his head abruptly.

"Soyousuke! Have you heard?"

"That guy Mikami Yu was thrown into the 11th team to be the captain!"

"That guy, who has captain-level strength early tomorrow, has never been the captain, and is happily fishing in the team. It's really hateful!"

"God has eyes, finally let that guy be sanctioned!"

"Quick, quick!"

As he spoke, he couldn't help laughing again.

Aizen looked at him.

Then, he walked into the room and slammed the documents in his arms on the table.

Mako Hirako: "?"

Aizen said lightly:

"Captain, you need to see these documents in person. Please deal with them before lunch, and I will pick them up then."

After speaking, he turned and left.

Mako Hirako didn't smile at all: "No, wait a minute! Soyousuke, don't you usually handle these things?"

"Sorry, Captain Pingzi, I'm very busy, because of the captain's inaction, I, the vice-captain, have a lot of work to do."

"If you want to help me share some, I have no problem."

Hirako Mako's face changed drastically, and she quickly retracted her outstretched hand.

Just kidding, he has been the captain for so many years, he has always lost his job outside, how can he get it back?

Looking at the back of Lan Ran leaving, he pouted.

Damn it, Soyousuke, who is clearly his vice-captain, keeps turning his elbows towards Yu Mikami.

Hmph, you protect that guy so much, I want to go to see the excitement!

Taking advantage of the subordinates outside the door not paying attention, Pingzi flashed his figure, left the fifth team, and flew in the direction of the eleventh team.

Not long after running, he saw an acquaintance.

Bamboo hat, flower cape, hairpin.

It is Jingle Shunsui!

Like him, Kyoraku was heading towards the 11th squad.

"Yo! Leader of the Beijing band!"

Hirako landed next to Jingle and raised his hand in greeting.

"Oh, long time no see, Captain Pingzi, what are you..."

Jingle blinked, and looked up and down at his colleague.

Pingzi grinned: "I guess, our destination is the same."

Hearing this, Jing Le coughed:

"My little junior is usually lazy by nature, but this time I was assigned to be the captain of the most unmanageable team, and I'm probably struggling."

"My senior brother, I can't stand by and watch."

"I'm going over to see if there's anything I can do to help."

Hirako Mako let out a hehe.

If Jingle didn't have a few jugs of wine in his hands, he would have listened seriously.

Friends of foxes and dogs have different greetings on the surface, but the purpose in their hearts is the same.

Today, I must take a hard look at Mikami Yuu's battered and stupid look!

All the way to the 11th team, I met Shishiro Ukitake on the way.

Unlike the two swindlers, Ukitake was really worried about Yu Mikami, fearing that the latter would not be able to play the tricks inside when he became the captain for the first time.

He rushed over, really ready to help.

After the three met, they came to the 11th team's team building together.

From a distance, the sound of killing was heard inside.

Fuzhu's heart skipped a beat.

Hirako and Jingle, their eyes lit up at the same time, and they grinned.

The two moved faster than Ukitake, and rushed out at the same time.

In the next second, the two of them landed on the outer wall of Team 11 together and looked inside.

Seeing this, Qi Qi was taken aback.

Under the amazed gaze of the two, the eleventh team was full of harmony at this time.

The Grim Reaper, who was in charge of patrolling, was concentrating on walking along the road.

The Grim Reaper of training also practiced sweating profusely.

The shouts of killing that I heard before were exactly the shouts that these training gods of death made when they wielded wooden knives.

Hirako Mako stared wide-eyed, unable to believe the scene in front of her.

He had heard about the virtues of the 11th team before.

Not to mention that after Captain Changmu resigned, even when he was in office, the 11th team was in chaos.

The attendance rate of personnel is always dissatisfied, the training level cannot keep up, and the team is loose and loose when it comes to tasks.

Once, the 11th team sent out thirty people, and when they returned, there were only twelve left.

The rest are not killed, but lost.

It took several days before the remaining ten or so people returned to the team one after another.

Before coming here, he thought that even Yu Mikami would take a month to clean up this mess.

What is going on with this scene in front of you?

Just as he was thinking, he saw a small team walking towards the gate.

The one at the front is a muscular man with a Mohawk haircut, with a Zanpakuto stuck in his waist.

As he walked, he roared angrily:

"Bastards! Listen to me!"

"We're going on a mission this time, but Mikami-sama is watching behind us!"

"Anyone who dares to embarrass me, I'll chop him up and throw him to Xu for another meal!"

To his roar, not only did the gods of death in the team not resist, but they all looked excited.

"Are you kidding me, Catfield Six Seats! Who would be ashamed at such a time!"

"That's right! That's Yu Mikami... Yu Mikami who dared to confront the captain head-on!"

"I must be the one with the most cuts, and let Mikami Yu-sama reward me!"

"Idiot! I must be the one who cuts the most! Brother Mikami should reward me!"

There was an uproar in the team, and it looked like a fight was about to start.

But at this moment, Maotian Liuxi suddenly roared:

"Bastard! What are you doing!"

"Brother Mikami said that the guy who shoots at his companions is the most obscene garbage!"

"Are you going to disappoint big brother Sankami!"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone suddenly realized.

For a while, the muscular men patted each other's arms and gave a thumbs up, cheering for this mission.

Mao Tian nodded in satisfaction:

"Have the responsible personnel arrived?"

A **** of death raised his hand: "Six seats! I'm here!"

Maotian hummed: "Your task is to pay attention to the whole process. If anyone gets lost and leaves the team, once you lose someone, immediately use the ghost path to track them down!"

"We must ensure that as many people go, as many people will return!"

"yes!"

After sorting out the team, everyone left the 11th team building and ran towards Liuhun Street.

Mako Hirako: "?"

This, this, this... isn't it right?

He looked at Jingle Chunshui next to him, and saw that the latter also had the expression of a tired dog.

After a short period of contemplation, Jing Le's figure flickered, and she came back with a tongue.

Relying on his status as the captain of the Eighth Division, he quickly opened up the opponent's guard.

After chatting for a while, he seemed to have no intention of saying: