People in Soul Society start with love and bondage

“Damn thief!”

The skinny Asaemon family leader was lying on the ground. His arm and leg on the left side had disappeared, and blood was pouring out from the fracture.

In the center of the hall, there were corpses in different forms of death everywhere. The smell of rust filled the air, making people feel stuffy.

He raised his head with difficulty, looked at the too young figure in front of him, his eyes were split, and he roared:”Seireitei, you will definitely do it. Repay for me, repay……”

“puff.”

Ryoma Kariyashiki turned the blade and pierced the old man’s vest, nailing his last breath to the ground. The thin body trembled for a while, and soon became motionless.

“So much to talk.”

The little young man muttered in a low voice.

Beside him, the other Genryu Shinigami who had completed their tasks were running back and forth inside and outside the hall, carrying the supplies needed for the Yuanzi School.

Each one was huge. The wooden boxes were piled up in the courtyard outside the hall, forming a rather spectacular hill.

This was just the inventory of a mere high-ranking noble family.

“Swish——”

While the members of the Fujinomiya team were busy, they saw a figure appear in the courtyard instantly.

Kariyashiki Ryoma was a little wary at first, but after he noticed the familiar spiritual pressure, he immediately relaxed

“Professor Fujimiya!”

“Why is it so slow today?”

This kid doesn’t know how to write the word polite at all.

Fujimiya Makoto raised his hand casually, threw the figure on his shoulder to the ground, and said casually:”I encountered a hard idea.”

“Ryoma, let Ando take care of his injury.”

“Do you want to take this back?”

Ryoma Kariyashiki gave him a strange look.

In the past, Professor Fujimiya would never hold back when he met these nobles.

Today, this…He thought to himself, glancing down.

The injury is serious, but there is still breath

“Um.”

Fujinomiya Makoto nodded,”This is the new head of the Shiba family. He should have a lot of information in his mind. He has to find a way to get Shutara and the others to take it out.”

“don’t let him die”

“yes.”

Fujimiya Makoto said as he strode into the hall, and then saw a middle-aged Shinigami immediately walking to his side:

“Professor Fujimiya”

“The remaining Asaemon family members have already fled towards the west exit.”

“According to the scheduled plan, we should encounter the target troops one day later.”

“good.”

Fujimiya Cheng nodded when he heard this, and turned to look at the team members who were busy carrying supplies:”Then continue to rest here for the night, and remember to take turns on duty.”

“yes.”

The middle-aged Shinigami immediately responded.

Makoto Fujimiya looked out the window at the deep night, still feeling vaguely uneasy.

In a world with extraordinary abilities like Soul Society, it is not difficult to ‘find’ enemy troops.

No matter what Whether it is the Slapping Toe Chasing Bird on the 58th Budao or the Tian Ting Kong Luo on the 77th, they can all play a role in the search to a great extent.’、‘Liaison’ role.

The real difficulty is how to catch the opponent.

Therefore, as the advance elite reconnaissance team of the Genryu army, the highest priority task of Makoto Fujimiya’s team during this trip is neither to sweep away the nobles nor to raid the aristocratic lands, but to lure the Seireitei’s large forces.

That is——‘Bait’.

The risk is extremely high.

It is also common to deliberately let go of some members of the nobility to lure real combat troops into taking the bait like now.

However, whether it was because today’s operation went so smoothly or because no trace of the enemy’s elite troops was found along the way, Fujimiya Makoto always felt a little uneasy.

“Ahem…Hoo…Hoo……”

Suddenly, Zhibo Night Ibis, who was thrown to the ground, began to gasp hard, his chest heaving like a broken bellows, and his face was obviously a little pale.

He looked at Fujimiya Makoto with a dark expression and said:

“You guys, it’s better to run away quickly.”

“According to the original plan, tomorrow…Hoo…It’s time for the transferred frontline commander to arrive.”

“By then, you won’t be able to run away.”

“As for the Asaemon family’s crime……”At this point, Zhiba Night Ibis’s eyes seemed to dim a bit,”The Zhiba family will let the Central Room 46 handle it.””

“laugh.”

Fujimiya Cheng laughed disdainfully:”What’s the use of that?”

Shiba Night Ibis was startled, but didn’t say anything for a while.

Just when he was silent, he heard a childish voice with a hint of uncontrollable excitement coming from Fujimiya Makoto’s waist, singing at a high speed:

【Thief haha! Thief hahahaha!】

【That’s right!】

【The loser eats the dust! Do you think just confessing is enough?】

【Kouye! My Master Fujimiya exhausted all his strength and beat you to your knees. Of course, he wanted to take you back and use his star fury power to atone for his sins! ]

Fujimiya Makoto nodded slightly when he heard this.

Until the last sentence, my face suddenly became unbearable, and I almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

“Shut up!”

The voice suddenly became quiet.

It wasn’t just Xiao Ba Dao’s.

The Genryu Shinigami who were constantly carrying supplies around them also turned their heads to look here and subconsciously stopped. The subtle gaze seemed to have weight, which made Fujimiya Cheng felt a knife sticking out of his back.

Shiba Ibis’s eyes widened even more, and his eyes were about to burst.

His face, which was not good at first, turned pale in an instant.

Originally, he was a little resigned to his fate.

Now think about it carefully, why don’t you run away?

Only the little fool Ryoma Kariyashiki reached out and pointed outside, and reminded him kindly:”Professor Fujimiya, I just saw a few women on the ground outside.”

“He died not long ago and is still hot.”

Fujimiya Makoto hit him on the head with a bang:

“Brat, where did you learn this?”

“Uncle Sato told me this last time.”Ryoma Kariyashiki betrayed the evil-minded uncle with just one sentence.

Makoto Fujimiya glanced at him fiercely. Captain Sato immediately shrank his neck, pretended not to hear anything, turned around and ran out.

“go! Everyone go to work!”

“Do you still want to rest?”

The surrounding team members immediately dispersed.

Fujimiya Makoto himself half-crouched in front of Shiba Night Ibis, slowly took out the scorpion from his waist, smiled at him and said:

“Shiba-sama, you also heard what my sword said just now.”

“Next, I will ask you a few small questions”

“If there is any untruth……”

“Did you see this knife?”

Fujinomiya Makoto stabbed the tip of the knife on the ground fiercely, his heart was ruthless, and his expression was fierce:

“White knife comes in! The yellow knife comes out!”

“Do you understand?”

After everything he has experienced so far, he has long been shameless.

Since Xiao Po Dao wants to pursue perversion, he must carry it out to the end!

“……”

Before Shiba Night Ibis, the real owner, could react, the small broken knife on his waist suddenly became active and he screamed loudly.

【Eh?! Etc., etc——】

【No! Don’t stab me like a knife!■■■Don’t be dirty!】

【That kind of thing is not allowed!】

【Lord Fujimiya! uncle! Dogs fix gold! Masta!】

【forgive me! ]

For the first time, the soft and soft childish voice that was originally unusually unrestrained took on a pitiful tone, as if begging for mercy.

Kariyashiki Ryoma stood beside him and shook his head slightly with regret on his face.

Mr. Fujimiya’s taste is simply inferior to that of a child.

Fujimiya Makoto was startled when he heard the words of the little broken knife. Before his face could show a bit of joy, he suddenly instinctively grabbed the handle of the knife in his hand and suddenly turned to the side.

At the same time, Kariya Shikiryu, who was standing on one side,���Tightness all over

“boom——”

Almost at the moment Fujimiya Makoto rolled away from the spot, a fist full of explosive force hit the place where he was just standing like thunder. Amidst the violent explosion, a huge hole was made in the ground..

The gravel flew away, and the shock wave spread in all directions.

Fujimiya Makoto half-crouched on the ground, sliding out more than ten meters along with the inertia of the roll, and raised his head with a shallow blow across his chest.

“Yo”

“How could you dodge the blow just now?”

“Not bad.”

The smoke dispersed, and a slender man with black skin and white hair, wearing a scarf and long earrings, stood in front of Shiba Ibis, with a frivolous voice.

There was a confident smile on his face.

Makoto Fujimiya’s left thumb slowly scratched He crossed his face and licked the blood on his fingertips.

He didn’t completely hide away.

However, it wouldn’t be surprising if it was the guy in front of him.

He looked at the little black skin in the pothole.

Si Fengyuan Qian Japan.

The fastest man in the Soul Society.

The moment the sound rang out in the room, there were also waves of shouts of killing outside the hall.

“Hello!”

Sifengyuan Senni put one hand in his pocket, put the knife on his shoulder with one hand, raised his chin towards Fujimiya Makoto with a carefree expression, and said with a wanton smile:

“Your strength is pretty good”

“Give your name.”