American Comics: Creating Seireitei And Replaying The Shinigami Script

"Oh my god, she is such a high-quality beauty!!"

Looking at the beauty not far away who exuded an extremely seductive aura, Temporary Soul's lower body reacted immediately, which made him think to himself.

"It's all because I was locked up for too long, which caused mental problems in me... No... I don't care, whatever I say today must be pleasurable."

With this thought, Temporary Soul immediately took action. With a slight jump, he crossed a distance of more than ten meters and came to the beautiful woman, and then invited her.

"Hello, beautiful lady, I wonder if you can tell me your name."

With that said, Temporary Soul grabbed the beauty's hand and kissed it gently.

"Hey, you bastard, are you looking for death?"

Seeing this scene, several gangsters following the beauty came directly in front of the temporary soul, grabbed his collar and cursed angrily.

"This is a member of our Buffalo Gang. If you are so frivolous towards her, do you want to be chopped into pieces by us!?"

"Oh, is it the Buffalo Gang again?"

Hearing the name again, the soul dug its own ears for a while, Kaidō.

"It seems that I am quite destined to you."

"But I'm picking up girls right now, can you please don't get in my way."

After saying that, Temporary Soul's expression turned cold, and he raised his right hand that was piercing his ears, and slapped the face of the gangster who was holding on to his collar with a heavy palm.

"Snapped--"

There was a violent slapping sound.

This fierce member of the Hell's Kitchen Buffalo Gang was shot ten meters away and fell heavily to the ground and passed out.

Seeing this scene, everyone watching on the streets of Hell's Kitchen looked shocked.

Discussions broke out for a while.

"Impossible, you actually slapped a person on the spot and flew ten meters away. How is this possible!?"

"Yes, this seems really outrageous, but this area is the territory of the Bison Gang. If he is so arrogant, something will happen sooner or later."

"I don't pay much attention to this. Don't you think this guy looks familiar?"

"Looks familiar? Hearing what you said, I suddenly felt that this guy looked familiar. He seems to be the playboy?"

"Which playboy?"

"It's that Tony Stark. He often makes headlines in newspapers and TV news. Why don't you have any impression of him?"

"Oh, yes, yes, when you said that, I remembered that this guy does look a lot like Tony Stark."

Listening to the flattering words around him, Soul did not choose to pursue the victory and deal with the remaining members of the Buffalo Gang, but closed his eyes in enjoyment.

"Regardless of gender, I have now become the focus of everyone's attention on the street. I must be cool in their eyes. This feeling is really great..."

On the other side, when they saw that the brother of his own gang who had been seriously injured by his soul temporarily closed his eyes and looked like he was enjoying himself, the remaining members of the Buffalo Gang immediately showed angry expressions.

"You bastard, I will make you regret messing with our Buffalo Gang!"

Followed by angry words.

One of the Buffalo Gang members took out a flare from his arms and fired it directly into the sky.

The next second.

The flare exploded, forming a giant bull's head shape.

Seeing this scene, the faces of the people who were still watching the discussion changed one after another, and they immediately turned into headless flies and disappeared on the street.

At the same time, Tony, who had eliminated the void, was running in a hurry towards Eighth Avenue in Manhattan.

"Slow...slow down..."

Behind him, Rukia, who was panting after the chase, said, "Actually, there's no need to be so panicked."

"I'm worried about whether that guy is doing a good job or not."

"Don't worry, the soul is trustworthy for now."

"I don't know what's going on..."

Despite Rukia's repeated assurances, Tony was still uneasy and said with a worried tone.

"I have had an ominous premonition since just now. I suspect that the soul has not returned to the cliff villa at all..."

Before Tony could finish speaking.

At this time, bursts of violent gunfire came from the Midwestern District not far from Eighth Avenue, commonly known as Hell's Kitchen.

This made Tony and Rukia, who were rushing on their way, subconsciously stop.

Then Rukia looked towards the direction where the sound of gunfire came from and said with a slightly serious tone.

"It seems like you said, we need to hurry up."

"Um."

Tony nodded in a cold sweat.

...

"Go to hell!"

In the chaotic streets, there are many kinds of people, maybe one or two hundred people, surrounding the temporary souls.

He was chopping with the ax in his hand or shooting with the Thompson submachine gun, showing signs of vowing to cut his body into pieces and completely wipe it out.

But in the face of these attacks, Temporary Soul seemed to be extremely at ease, easily dodging these ax chops and bullets in just a few steps.

Then they used fists and kicks to knock the elite members of the Buffalo Gang into the sky one by one, causing a human-shaped rain to fall on the scene.

In just a short while, these two hundred people were all knocked down by their temporary souls.

"Huh, it's really dangerous..."

Seeing that all the enemies around him fell to the ground and did not get up, Soul temporarily stopped attacking, then took a deep breath, looked at the boss of the Buffalo Gang and complained.

"Speaking of which, you Buffalo Gang are making too much of a fuss."

"It's just a kiss on the hand. Is it necessary to be so desperate?"

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