[Comprehensive] Blue dye

Ichimaru Gin jumped out from the passageway equivalent to the portal, landed lightly, and first lowered his head to confirm the situation of Aizen. The baby in his arms was sweating on the forehead and was in a bad state, with his eyes closed and suffering from unknown pain.

Ichimaru Gin frowned and raised his head to look around. They were located in a damp, dark narrow alley. The mottled walls were moldy and eroded the original color of the paint. It was impossible to guess where they were staying in the dark alley, but the scenery in front of them when they walked out of the alley Ichimaru Gin couldn't help being taken aback.

Different from the style of Karza Town in the present world, the streets are full of exotic customs, whether it is the clothes of pedestrians or the decoration of shops, even the means of transportation on the street make Ichimaru silver stunned.

...In this technological age, will anyone still ride a horse-drawn carriage?Isn't that hundreds of years ago?

Different from traditional Japanese costumes, men wear suits and top hats, while women wear skirts and windshield coats, making his Kyoya Palace uniform even more abrupt. Passers-by saw him wearing a bright white robe with wide cuffs, standing with a baby in his arms. The side of the road pointed at him, and someone came over to chat with him. At this moment, he was embarrassed. As soon as a passer-by spit out a series of strange accents with a heavy accent, Ichimaru Yin was full of question marks.

Passerby: "#%#%$&**&*&!#@^&?"

Ichimaru Gin: "???"

At least he can hear that this sentence is a question ==

Well now, no communication at all.

"&*&*^#@[email protected]*&?"

The corner of Ichimaru Gin's mouth twitched, and he didn't know how to speak for a moment. Fortunately, the sudden situation on the street rescued him. Continuous gunshots rang out, and the passers-by screamed, lowered their bodies and scattered, not even the one in front of him. exception.

Ichimaru Gin stood on the spot and looked at the man who was running away while shouting, his speed was already very fast by the standards of normal people.

He is like an irrelevant person, standing by the side of the road watching the gun battle without any concern to himself. Maybe it's because his indifferent attitude is eye-catching, or the image of holding a baby is too weird, the side with a lot of people quickly noticed him , pointed a gun at him and yelled a bunch of words he couldn't understand.

“@[email protected]%^&&*&%$!”

“%$&&*%#@[email protected][email protected]$#$^[email protected]!!!”

Ichimaru Gin: "..."

Ichimaru Gin showed an impatient expression, and the man in black with the gun made it clear that he didn't intend to cooperate when he saw his bad attitude, and the man in black who killed without batting an eye shot him directly!The shell case popped out from the gap in the barrel, and there was a clear sound of landing. The person who thought he would be shot and fell to the ground suddenly disappeared!

The man in black who fired the gun frantically looked for the figure of Gin Ichimaru, but his partner fell down. The man in black turned around abruptly, his hand holding the gun trembled, his fingers clasped the trigger tightly, but the muzzle of the gun kept shaking.

Ichimaru Gin had a smile on his face, looking nonchalant, but the unsheathed knife was stained red with blood, the pupils of the man in black constricted, the last gunshot reflected the disappearance of the fire of life, the hand and the gun fell backwards, blood sprayed occupy the field of view.

Boom!

The No.2 companion fell to the ground. It was obvious that a group of men in black temporarily put the target person aside and focused fire on Ichimaru Gin. The bullets hit the same circle as densely as rain. The sound of friction was overwhelmed by the sound of gunfire, and the speed of displacement was far greater than the efficiency of muzzle movement. When the cold light flashed, one person would fall down. The overwhelming strength was frightening, and the last man in black even made a gesture of surrender. However, Ichimaru Gin did not intend to let him go.

The eyes that looked at him were like seeing a ghost, which aroused the displeasure of Ichimaru Gin, who was in a bad mood due to Aizen's state.

Killed the man in black with one knife, shook off the blood stained on the knife, and put it back into the scabbard, Shimaru Gin reached out and covered Aizen's head, the high temperature made him frown again.

what can we do about it……

When he was at a loss, a young man with blond hair walked towards him regardless of the obstruction of his companions. As the target person in the exchange of fire just now, his shirt and hair were stained with gray, and he looked embarrassed, but his golden-orange pupils were unaffected. Incredible.

Although he is strong and dressed strangely like the locals, in the eyes of the young man, Ichimaru Gin is just a person in need of help, not to mention that Yiyi's super intuition told him to take action, the blond young man obeyed the voice in his heart to Ichimaru Gin Showing kindness, but unfortunately...

"Hello, may I ask... do you need help? The child in your arms seems to be in a bad condition..."

When it comes to Shimaru tremella, it becomes——

“#%^%, ^&*$#…[email protected]#@^%&%&?^$&*&#%%&*[email protected]#$%…”

All become garbled characters!

The two stared blankly, and when the red-haired friend who had tattooed his face at a young age beside the young man tensed up, Aizen regained consciousness at a critical moment. Although it was short, it was enough to speak clearly.

Suppressing the throbbing pain in his head, he communicated in Italian under the astonished eyes of the blond young man. After finalizing the destination, he faced a deep sleep again.

"Silver, you follow Giotto...he is willing to provide us with a temporary residence..."

Giotto should be referring to the blond-haired young man, and Ichimaru Gin couldn't help asking curiously: "Captain Aizen! You can speak such a strange language?"

"It's Italian... You... Forget it, I'll talk about it when I feel better."

Holding the big-headed baby, Ichimaru Gin pondered for a while: "Well—Captain Aizen, why does this sentence sound so much like saying "I don't have time to talk nonsense with you right now"?

I'm glad you've finally come to your senses.

Before his consciousness fell silent, Aizen teased in his heart, Ichimaru Gin couldn't hear his slander, but looked down at him as if feeling something, then raised his mouth a little bit and followed the footsteps of the blond youth leading the way.

Giotto took them back to the base and ordered the doctor to take care of the poor baby. He smiled at Gin Ichimaru who couldn't understand the language, and went out of the room to communicate with his partner who obviously disapproved of his actions.

For the convenience of seeing a doctor, the baby was placed on the single bed where an adult lay, and the clothes shrunk along with the body were still stained with blood. The hole in the chest and the smooth protrusions different from the skin instantly caught the doctor's attention, and the doctor was surprised .

"This is--?!"

"Ah, you can't touch this."

The scabbard was stuck between the doctor's hand and Beng Yu, preventing the two from contacting each other.

The doctor didn't understand, so he glared at Gin Ichimaru, who prevented him from treating patients, and said angrily, "What are you talking about? It must be taken out quickly!"

"Take it out? No way!"

The slightly frivolous tone with his head tilted always made people mistakenly think that he was not serious. The doctor proved with his actions that he did not take Ichimaru Gin's warning seriously, but he suffered immediate retribution.

Ichimaru Gin saw that the opponent's hand continued to reach towards Bengyu, who was on Aizen's chest. He hated the attitude of someone not taking other people's warnings seriously, so he used Shunpo to move behind the doctor at a speed that the opponent could not react at all. Holding the doctor's neck and lifting him up, the tone of his speech remained the same but made people shudder.

"Yeah, don't you understand?"

"I told you, don't touch it."

Opening his blue eyes, a murderous aura mingled with a strong smell of blood radiated out, Gin Ichimaru looked at the doctor struggling with lack of oxygen and fear with an unchanged smile, struggling with all his strength, and his feet that couldn't touch the ground scrambled. Kicking and kicking, but unable to get rid of the situation of being shackles.

The respiratory tract was compressed, and his face gradually turned blue due to lack of oxygen.

At this moment, the doctor is like a prey locked by a snake, terrified but powerless.

"what happened?!"

Giotto outside the door felt unknown power fluctuations (externally released Reiatsu) and slammed the door open. The wooden door panel hit the wall, and his golden-orange eyes contracted obviously after touching Ichimaru Silver. Ichimaru Gin stopped, but Ichimaru Gin let go of Giotto the moment Giotto walked through the door.

The doctor lost his support and fell to his knees. Ichimaru Gin took a few steps back so that Giotto could confirm the doctor's condition, and he walked around the two and returned to stand in front of Aizen's bed.

This is the habit Ichimaru Gin developed in Xuye Palace. Standing next to Aizen, whether it is holding a ten-blade meeting or watching other people's every move in the monitoring room, Aizen will let him stay aside and participate in the whole process. He wants to As long as he knows, if he asks Aizen, he will answer for him. He will not lie or lie, and he will get the answer if he asks. But there are some things that he has not discovered or asked, and Aizen will not take the initiative to tell him.

Ichimaru Gin knows that Aizen's tolerance depends on the target, and not everyone is lucky enough to enjoy it, even the few existences among the Ten Blades who are valued by Aizen have not been able to receive this kind of treatment.

Grimmjow is a good example. His stubbornness not only did not make Aizen compromise but lost a hand, even though Aizen had already found a way out for Grimmjow and brought Inoue Orihime back to the virtual circle to eliminate Aizen In addition to being used as a bait, maybe it was specially found to restore Grimmjow's broken arm.

Aizen's personality is like this, he is good at strategy, and he is often ready to prepare everything before things happen, and you will never guess what he plans next.

"Captain Aizan, as you said, death is just a new beginning."

If Aizen was awake and heard this sentence, he would definitely want to greet Ichimaru Gin's head. He told Ichimaru Gin who was still a human being as a god of death that after death, he would continue to live in a spirit body. Soul Realm or Hades, it's just a different place. I didn't say this sentence to Ichimaru Gin now to block himself with this sentence.

"Giotto! I said you shouldn't be fooling around! He's too dangerous! Now we know where our base is!"

The red-haired young man, Giotto's friend and right-hand man G complained, Giotto lifted the trembling doctor and looked at Ichimaru Gin hesitantly, and after a pause, he would shift his gaze to the person Ichimaru Gin was paying attention to.

"I admit he's dangerous, but...he might just be too worried about the kid's situation to overreact."

"Tsk."

G, who has always supported Giotto, is not good at refuting his friend, so he can only click his tongue.

The doctor who was terrified of Ichimaru Gin finally finished the examination for Aizen conscientiously. Of course, he didn't dare to touch Bengyu with his life when someone was watching him.

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