Byakuya's son

Four bands of black spiritual power suddenly appeared from all directions in the void, entangled towards Tongming like ghosts moving, the speed was so fast that Tongming, who had just released the Sword Dao·Jieguo Likong and was temporarily in a low state, could not react at all, and was tied up in an instant Silky, before he made a struggling action, countless unknown metals fell from the sky and hit the black spiritual power belt, nailing Tongming firmly to the ground with unparalleled strength!

Facing Yoruichi and Kisuke, his concentration was unprecedentedly concentrated. In order to improve the sensitivity of spiritual power detection and his own reflection, he also narrowed the scope of his own spirit's spread, ignoring further places.

So he fell, he never thought that there was a third person, and it was such a dangerous third person.

With his face pressed against the cold concrete floor, Tongming kept struggling hard, but he couldn't break free. Suddenly, a stern expression flashed across his face, and the hands bound together with his body suddenly began to emit a faint red light...

"Broken Road 31 Red Cannon!"

With a sound of "Boom!", in the astonished eyes of everyone, a violent explosion exploded in Tongming's bound black spiritual power belt. After a burst of smoke and dust, Tongming's body was burned extensively, bloody and bloody, but he still didn't make a sound. Hey, the stubbornness in the eyes not only didn't disappear because of the pain, it was even stronger than before!

He wanted to blast that tie!

Everyone immediately understood Tongming's plan, but to bear the red cannon above No. The above ghost way has faintly touched the realm of law, and it is not something that can be destroyed by ordinary power.

The red light flickered again on his bloody hands, and the tone remained unchanged through the ages, "Broken Road 31 Red Cannon!"

When an explosion was about to appear, a pair of hands slapped Tong Ming's hands that gathered spiritual power, scattered his gathered spiritual power, and the red light disappeared immediately.

"Cut! Troublesome brat!" Ye Yi, who suddenly appeared next to Tongming, struck the back of Tongming's head with a knife one by one. Looking at Tongming, who was full of unwillingness and gradually lost in his eyes, he raised his eyebrows: "Sorry, I don't want to Being hunted down by little brother Bai Zai..."

"Despicable..." Holding on to the last trace of clarity, the bright vision began to blur, and finally fell into darkness...

"Caught in the hands of the enemy, you can't escape from birth, and you have to kill your own life? This staunch temper is exactly the same as Byakuya." Kisuke walked out slowly from the dark corner, his body was spotless, and there was no trace of blood. He looked at it. Seeing the other self lying on the ground, he suddenly lamented: "Hey, who should I ask for reimbursement for the material cost of this prosthetic skeleton?"

"Manager, if you are willing to bear his medical expenses, you can ask Kuchiki's family for a try." Behind Kisuke, a burly, dark-skinned middle-aged man wearing sunglasses came from the shadows. There is a person - the unconscious Ishida Uryu. "However, according to this kind of injury, the cost may be much more expensive than that one-time prosthetic skeleton..."

"..." Xisuke glanced at the serious middle-aged man wordlessly, shook his head, and looked at Bai Zai, who had passed out and was seriously injured, "Let's go back and treat his injuries by ourselves... Injured, count He has three! What a loss."

……

Opening his eyes drowsily, Tong Ming found that the black silk scarf he had been wearing on his face had disappeared, and his whole body was tied with bandages. The pain from the wound kept stimulating his brain, and he instinctively licked his chapped lips.

This is where?

It was a very ordinary small room, and the surrounding objects were randomly placed aside. Although it could not be said to be messy, it definitely had nothing to do with tidiness, let alone style.It's so rude to let guests stay in this kind of room.Tongming didn't think about it consciously at all.

etc!why am i hereIt's them!

His bright and drowsy brain suddenly cleared, and he quickly got out of the quilt. Due to the excessive movement, the wound was involved, and the pain made his pale face a little paler.He turned his head and looked around, there was no Zanpakuto, yes, the enemy didn't kill him, it was pretty good, how could he keep the weapon by his side?

"Oh? You're already awake?" Kisuke stood at the door at some point, with a relaxed tone as if saying that the weather is so good today, "I just woke up so refreshed, and the injury is recovering well. Let me introduce myself again, Urahara Kisuke , please give me more advice."

"Why didn't you kill me?" Tongming didn't like to make detours, or rather, he didn't bother to make detours, and asked a sharp question very directly.

"Because we are not enemies." Kisuke walked to a small table, sat down, looked at the sundries piled on the table, flicked his hand, and dropped the things to the ground, then turned his head and shouted: "Yo, Tie Zhai, help me make a pot of tea, thank you!"

"Are you a wanted criminal, and I'm the third seat of the Ninth Division of the Soul Realm, or do you want to surrender?" Tong Ming snorted coldly, tearing off the other's hypocritical face mercilessly.Just kidding, isn't the relationship between the police and the kidnapper an enemy or a lover?

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but when Tongming mentioned the ninth team, the corner of Kisuke’s mouth trembled slightly, but then he laughed again: “Really? You are the third seat? I feel that your strength should be more than the third seat level.” Can you tell me, you have good eyesight, why are you still wearing that thing?"

Tongming didn't say a word, just stared at Kisuke.

"That's just a noun, it can't define the relationship between us." Kisuke was stared a little hairy, and sighed, he was afraid of this little guy.

"These nouns are criteria for identity, and identity is the means by which relationships are established."

"Vocabulary is so sharp, I thought you couldn't speak because you were taciturn." Kisuke patted his head, "I know you have a lot of questions, but now is not the time to tell you."

"why?"

"After confirming that we are not the enemy." Kisuke's eyes suddenly shot out a sharp light under the shadow of the brim of the hat, piercing into the soul like a sharp sword.

Tongming frowned, "Although I didn't admit what you said before, I remember that you said 'because we are not enemies' before?"

"Yes!" Kisuke pulled his hat, stood up, and walked to the door. A middle-aged man in an apron came to meet him. He was holding a plate, a pot of tea, and two cups. He picked up a cup, poured a little from the teapot, turned his head and smiled meaningfully, "But I had doubts just now, so just to be on the safe side, please stay here for at least two months!"

"You put me under house arrest?" A nameless anger suddenly rose in Tongming's heart.

"This is the safest way of getting along between us at present." Kisuke stroked the few stubbles on his chin, "Give me some time to think about it, maybe we are not enemies."

After finishing speaking, Kisuke walked out leisurely, suddenly he paused and turned his head, "By the way, as a token of my goodwill, I will give you a piece of information that I can be sure of—the information you found in this world. Kuchiki Rukia is probably already on death row.”

The bright pupils suddenly contracted together, and his face instantly turned livid.

Kisuke saw the bright expression in his eyes, said nothing, stepped on the wooden clogs, and left with a clattering sound.

……

"Why don't you believe him? At least tell him part of the truth?" The black cat looked at Kisuke, narrowing its eyes lazily.

"Oh, don't embarrass me!" Kisuke looked at the black silk scarf in his hand, with a wry smile on his lips, "I'm already very disturbed by pretending to be blind with good eyes, and besides, he's still the third seat of Team Nine , Let’s observe it for the time being, there is still time, even if we leave, at least wait until I give the other kid a good drill.”