Marvel With Zanpakutou

Chapter 622: Bumped (2)

Chapter 622: Bumped (2)

As everyone knows.

In the entire Gotei 13 Division, only death god of 11th Division, the successive Captain is held by Kenpachi, and he advocates martial arts and fighting, and regards death in battle as an honorable destination.

Such a group of almost all combat maniacs, formed into a combat Division, every battle will be sure to rush to the front, the death rate is always high, and it is the most in Seireitei!

Therefore, death god of other divisions is generally very afraid of the people of 11th Division, afraid of being caught by this group of idle madmen, and then pulled to the training ground to have a hearty battle.

"It's actually that group of madmen!"

This group of death god showed surprise, and there was a trace of fear in their eyes. They looked at Frank as if they were looking at a ghost.

"Then you slowly investigate, no hurry, we will go first, quickly go!" Those death god shoved and turned to run, not giving Frank a chance to speak at all.

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Frank was confused. He still wanted to take the opportunity to get some information. Why did these guys all run away when he reported the name of the team?

Looking at the back of the group of people who fled in panic, they disappeared in sight in a few breaths. The speed was so fast that it made people speechless. It was like being scared to death by the name of '11th Division'.

"Am I that terrible?"

Frank scratched his nose, his face was a little surprised, whispered: "Just hearing the reputation of 11th Division, running so fast."

Even if the responsibility of 11th Division is the combat force, should these death god be so afraid?

Moreover..

Why did those people use the word 'madman' to describe the members of 11th Division?

At the thought of this, Frank always felt a little uneasy and wondered if he was cheated by Lod again.

"Hey ---Do you know where the accident is?"

Just as his mind was filled with wild thoughts, a tender voice came from behind him.

Frank's heart suddenly tightened, his pupils contracted slightly, and someone suddenly approached from behind him.

But he actually didn't notice it at all!

To be able to approach silently meant that this person was very strong.

After being slightly stiff for half a second, Frank slowly turned around and looked at the source of the sound.

He saw a cute little loli with pink hair sitting on the high wall opposite him. She was swinging her two white and tender legs and a pair of big animated eyes looked at him like a crescent moon.

The little loli was dressed in a dead tyrant suit with zanpakuto on her waist. It was obvious that she was also death god. There was a armband on her right arm, but due to the angle, he could not see the words on it.

It turned out to be a child.

Frank breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that even if this child Spiritual Power was stronger than him, it should not be too difficult to fool him.

"Hello ---Are you listening?"

The little loli waved her hand and asked again, "This fierce-looking uncle, do you know where the disaster is?"

Frank took a deep breath and shook his head regretfully. He sighed, "I'm sorry, little friend. I didn't see any accident."

"Little friend?"

A trace of surprise suddenly flashed through the pink haired little loli's watery eyes. Then, she seemed to have thought of something. She tilted her head and looked at him with a cute expression, "Uncle, which Division are you from?"

"11th Division."

Frank faintly detected a trace of uneasiness, but he did not know where it came from.

"So it is..."

The pink haired little loli's eyes were like a crescent moon, revealing a sly smile: "Then this uncle, do you know that I am from that Division?"

"You are from that Division?"

The feeling of uneasiness in his heart became stronger at this moment, prompting Frank to quietly take a step back and prepare to escape at any time.

"I am the deputy captain of 11th Division, Kusajishi Yachiru!" The little pink loli grinned: "Why haven't I seen you? Uncle."

F*ck. He hit the main person!

This seemingly cute little loli was actually the Vice-Captain of 11th Division, and he foolishly told the other party that he was a member of 11th Division!

Exposed!

Frank's pupils suddenly shrank. After realizing this, he almost did not hesitate to pick up Spiritual Power. He condensed his foot and attempted to retreat and escape.

However!

Just as Frank was planning to escape with Hoho, a pair of strong and powerful hands suddenly stretched out from behind him and pressed heavily on his shoulder.

In an instant.

A huge pressure descended along his palm. The pressure was as heavy as a mountain, forcing Frank's feet to directly sink into the ground. His bones and muscles burst out with a crackling sound like fried beans.

A terrifying Spiritual Power that was enough to suffocate people was like an endless abyss that enveloped Frank's entire body. It made his scalp numb and he couldn't stop sweating.

Frank turned his neck stiffly and looked at the owner of the hand behind him.

It was a spike-like hairstyle, and each thorn had a golden bell hanging on it. sword had a scar across the left side of his face and a ferocious face. He wore a pirate eye patch on his right eye, which made this burly man, who was two meters tall, look extremely ferocious.

This tall and burly man had a sheathless zanpakuto on his waist. He was covered in a white feather coat. His original sleeve seemed to have been removed, and the edges of his shirt were exposed with saw-like cracks. The front of his shirt was wide open, and he could vaguely see sword's wounds all over his chest.

Just standing there, this man exuded an unruly and wild temperament from the inside out. His sharp eyes were like sword's blades, sweeping over his body over and over again.

thump thump...

Frank instantly seemed to be furious. He immediately took a few steps back and subconsciously wanted to stay away from the extremely dangerous man.

"Captain ---It's him!"

Kusajishi Yachiru sat on the high wall, happily swinging her two white and tender legs. She waved to the burly man and shouted excitedly, "This uncle is a disaster. We were the first to find him!"

"Got it, Eight Thousand Streams."

The man's fierce eyes revealed a heartfelt joy, and a faint fighting spirit could be seen. The corners of his lips raised into a flamboyant smile. "Hey, are you the strongest?"

"What do you mean?" Frank was stunned and did not understand the meaning of this sentence.

"I mean..."

The burly man grinned. "Are you the strongest one among the group of travelers?"

"Probably not the strongest."

Frank cautiously chose a compromise. Although he did not understand the reason why he asked, he did not want to expose his real situation.

"Is that so?"

The fire in the burly man's eyes dimmed visibly. He seemed to be very disappointed. With a tone full of disdain, he clicked his tongue and asked, "Then who is the strongest person in your disaster?"

"John Constantine."

Frank did not hesitate at all. He sold his 'companion' faster than instinct.

He was even afraid that the other party would not recognize him, so he directly threw over a photo. His face was not red, and his heart was not beating. "It's him. He is the strongest one among us, and his strength is said to be comparable to Captain."