Bleach: Stir Up the Situation

Deep in the dungeon of the Ninth Division, in front of a torture room, Hong Jiang looked at Huche Yuyin who had been waiting here for a long time, with complicated emotions.

Jiu Nanbai blackmailed her for two years of desserts, and it was the woman in front of her who learned that she was a pervert. How should I put it, to a certain extent, it is reasonable for Huche Yuyin to say that he is a pervert.

He didn't recognize it when he was in the field of killing, and directly called the other party a'stinky woman'. She knew about it when she was in Huaixiangju, and encouraged her appropriately, but this kind of remedy seemed insignificant under the atmosphere at that time.

"Phew~" Hong Jiang let out a sigh of relief. He wanted to blackmail him to make up for his loss, but since it was Huche Yongyin, forget it, but he is still very angry!

"Didn't you say you've been waiting for me for a long time?" Hong Jiang turned his head and said to Jiu Nanbai, his tone was full of displeasure, "Isn't this one short?!"

"I didn't say that you were the last one to arrive, and I did wait for you for a long time!" Jiu Nanbai stuck out his tongue, and he just took a bite of his good sister, and now he is angry at himself, man!

There are three people coming to the 9th Division with Hongjiang, Huche Yuyin has already arrived, and the other one is not going to wait, anyway, he is not needed for the meeting.

"I'll go in first, and I'll come out and call you when I need you." Hongjiang ordered Huche Yongyin, and as soon as he reached the door of the torture room, Jiunanbai followed and handed him a pair of sunglasses, "inside It's all done according to your wishes, if you don't bring this, you will be dizzy!"

"Thank you, Jiu Nan will still be considerate!" Hong Jiang put on his sunglasses, gave Jiu Nan a thumbs up, and then pushed the door directly, and walked into the torture room prepared according to his wishes.

The whole room is not big, only five or six pings in size, if it is not full of light from the ceiling to the floor, it is just an ordinary room.

This torture room was recently remodeled by the Ninth Division. First, a large number of firefly vines—a plant that can emit light naturally in the Soul Realm—were transplanted, and then a layer of glass blessed by ghosts was laid on it.

Hongjiang's request was very simple, nothing in the entire torture room should leave a shadow, and now it seems that the Ninth Division has done a good job.

At this moment, besides Hong Jiang, there was another person in the room. His whole body was wrapped in a white cloth, and his mouth was covered with a white mask. He was kneeling opposite Hong Jiang with his eyes closed.

Not Fouts, if Hong Jiang is most familiar with the Quincy, it must be the burly man in front of him. The two have changed from strangers to friends to rivals in the Star Cross Fortress. Now He knelt in front of Hongjiang, which was really touching.

Although he couldn't see what was going on with Fouts, from his weak gasps, Hong Jiang knew that the other party had suffered a lot during this time. Of course, it wasn't just him, all the Quincy captured during this period were in this situation, otherwise why would Jiu Nan say that Team Nine has a heavy task recently.

Hongjiang tapped his index finger, and the mask on Foz's mouth was automatically undone, and he fell to the ground with an 'orbital' sound. It seems that this thing is not light.

Fouts, who was originally weak as if in a coma, suddenly burst into a fit of rage, and spit straight at Hong Jiang's door. However, with this little trick, Hong Jiang turned his head and dodged it.

"Are you little bastards here to scold again?" Fouts didn't open his eyes, grinning and sneered: "I'm tired of having such a big light bulb? It's not enough, come and tickle me again, or I won't be able to sleep Comfortable!"

"Scratch it? You can think about it." Hong Jiang smiled, raised his hand and sealed the torture room with the ghost way, sat down cross-legged on the spot and continued: "As long as you don't bite your tongue and commit suicide or something, you won't die anyway. Why bother to make trouble for yourself."

"Hongjiang?" Fouts tried to open his eyes, but he only saw a figure, and the sudden bright light made him close his eyes again, so he asked again: "Hongjiang Diezuka?"

"Ah, it's me! But I didn't expect you to be so energetic now, you deserve to be Fouts! This is just like your style!"

Hong Jiang's words are not ridicule,

He knew that Fouts was tough, but he never thought that Fouts had the courage to "attack" the god of death while insisting, but he underestimated Fouts.

But this is Fouts, the Nott Fouts who took the lead in the Star Cross Fortress and wanted to hug him to die! He deserves this praise from Hongjiang!

"Hehehe, your mouth is still unforgiving. What are you doing to see me now? To mock me?" Fouts smiled and lowered his head, his bowed body trembling, "Or come to show me victory The attitude of the winner? Well, this time you won, you better pray that you can continue to win!"

"Excuse me, but I really didn't come here today to do such a boring thing." Hong Jiang rubbed his nose and said embarrassedly: "It's just that I need to ask you something."

"Hahaha, have you replaced the torturer this time? Do you want to be a friend to persuade me to betray my own people, or do you want to promise me some high-ranking official from Seireitei?" Fouts said with a smile Tears were left behind.

"Torture? I can't do this kind of thing. But you're right, I'm here to persuade you to reveal your method of transfer. As for the reward..." Hong Jiang curled his lips and sighed helplessly Said: "You won't believe it if you tell it. The only possibility is to let you and your clansmen live more decently and suffer less."

The room fell silent in an instant, Fouts slowly raised his head, his eyes were red, staring at the figure opposite.

"Don't look at me like that, I admit it sounds a bit shameless." Hong Jiang said, leaning forward slightly, propping his chin with his right hand, tapping his temple with his left hand, and continued: "But sometimes it's a relief to walk decently, You can think about it, in fact, sometimes you die,,, "

"I really regret that I didn't kill you directly out of friendship!"

Hong Jiang was stunned for a moment, his left hand was hanging in the air, as if he had been given the body by Foz's sudden insertion. In contrast, Fouts was like an erupting volcano, with ridicule pouring out of his head, and it was unclear whether he was mocking Hong Jiang or himself.

"Thousands of years have completely rotted you gods of death. Just like the name of this soul world, your souls have been imprisoned in corpses, and you are going to perish step by step!"

"You! Diezuka Hongjiang! Even if you are as young as you, you use all your abilities to protect the crumbling throne of the god of death. Glory and living beings are all regarded as things that you can trample on at will!"

"..."

"I used to treat you as a friend and talk about dreams with you, which is a shame in my life, Not Fouts!"

"The shame of a lifetime?" Hong Jiang pinched his brows and said softly to himself: "Hey, did you make a mistake? How do you say it is the same as the real thing!"

"Then let me change the way!" Hong Jiang stood up abruptly, walked up to Fouts, lowered his head and said indifferently: "I gave before, but now I change threats! Hand over your clansmen, or we can do it ourselves." , even if this world is beaten to pieces!"

"Make a choice, Fouts. Also let me see what the immortal looks like!"