Vol 2 Chapter 99: Massacre the forty-sixth room in the central!

Lin Feng sighed and said, "I didn't plan to let you go either."
After all, as soon as his foot stepped on the ground, the cement ground broke open immediately, Lin Feng rushed directly in front of Sawato with this kick, and punched him on the back!
"what!"
Sawato only felt the sound of the wind blowing by his side, and when he looked back, he was immediately taken aback when he saw Lin Feng next to him.
"Go down to me."
Lin Feng's fist was so violent that he directly broke Sawato's spine and smashed into the ground to form a big pit!
"No!" Sawato looked at the forest wind falling from the sky, forgetting the pain in his body, and being overwhelmed by the fear in his heart, and shouted loudly, "Sorry, I was wrong, so please forgive me!"
"Go to and tell others."
Lin Feng said coldly, drew out his Zan Po Knife, cold light flashed, the tip of the Zan Po Knife seemed to be on fire, and Lin Feng held it tightly and rushed down to the ground, and cut it on Sawato’s neck. On, he immediately separated his head and body!
"hateful……"
Sawato kept rolling his eyes, his severed head twitched, and he imprinted Lin Feng's appearance in his heart, completely dead, and his body turned into a small spirit, floating in the air.
There was silence around, only Lin Feng was left, with a samurai sword pinned to his waist, it looked very sharp and fierce, the cold wind whizzed through, but Lin Feng did not move.
"Forget it, go back."
Lin Feng's faint words went with the wind and disappeared into the world.
...
"Master Lin Feng, you are back."
Nieyinmeng stood quietly in front of the team house, seeming to have been waiting for Lin Feng.
She looked at both sides of Lin Feng, and asked suspiciously, "Where are band leaders Jing and Captain Fuzhu?"
"The two of them have already returned to their respective team houses."
Lin Feng replied succinctly, walking quickly into the team house.
"is it?"
Nieyinmeng glanced suspiciously at Lin Feng's back, did not say anything, but a black notebook in his open hand, and said, "Captain Lin Feng, according to the arrangement of the superiors, three days later, you will be responsible for leading the sinner Rotten Wood. Rukia, go to the execution site."
"Oh?"
Lin Feng turned around and looked at Nieyinmeng and said thoughtfully: "I didn't expect this errand to fall on me."
"If Master Lin Feng is unwilling, it's better to let me go." Nieyinmeng said respectfully.
"No, let me go."
Lin Feng glanced at Nieyinmeng, his eyes narrowed slightly: "You should also rest early."
"Yes." Nieyinmeng nodded in response.
"Rukia's death sentence will be executed three days later. It seems that the time has been advanced again..." Lin Feng counted, and looked up at the load-bearing wooden beam above the team building, "I don't know if there is one among them. That Lan Ran is doing a ghost."
At the same time, inside the forty-six room of the central.
"No! Don't kill me!"
A fat man with his head constantly bleeding, sat down on the ground, looking at a dark shadow in front of him, his face was full of horror.
Around him, there were already dead bodies everywhere, and the blood that shed from everyone's body gathered together, dyeing all his white clothes red, emitting a stench.
"Actually I don't want to kill you either..."
In front of the fat man, Lan Ran held the Zanpaku Knife in his hand, and the blood kept flowing down. His face was stained with blood drops that had been splashed because he had killed too many people, looking at the fat in front of him. Han, his eyes are full of jokes and ruthless colors.
"As long as you let me go, no matter what you tell me to do! Ask me to pass you on the position of nobility!"
It wasn't until this time that the fat man reacted. The previous trial of Kuchiki Rukia's death sentence was all hit by Aizen's mirror image and hypnotized by him.
And now it seems that Ai Ran is going to kill people!
Ichimaru Gin stood in front of the door, looking at the two people in the room, the corners of his mouth turned a little, and Ai Ran's gaze was more of a solemn expression.
"Really? But I'm not interested in being a nobleman..." Lan Ran put the Zanpaku knife across the fat man's neck, squatted down slowly, looked at him and smiled, "Unless you give me What you want..."
"What do you want, as long as I have it, I will give you everything!"
The fat man said anxiously, Lan Ran's Zan Po knife had already drawn a blood mark on his neck.
"What do I want? I want Wang Jian, do you have one?" Lan Ran's eyes were filled with coldness.
The fat man stunned for a moment and said, "Wang Jian, what is that?"
"Yeah, you don't even know what Wang Jian is."
Ai Ran stood up, the blade flashed, and the fat man's head was immediately stopped, and fell to the ground with a "plop"!
Ai Ran pushed his glasses, and the blood sprayed from the chopped neck of the fat man pretended to be Dye's death tyrant.
"Since you don't know, then you don't want to live."
The fat man only saw that the door of the central 46 room was closed. Shi Marugin smiled at him, and then the whole room became dark, with only the dead bodies all over the floor and the smell of blood.
"Oh, it's really cruel..." Ichimaru Gin said with a smile beside Aizen.
The two walked all the way back in the direction of Ichimarugin. It was midnight, and there was no one else in the Jingling Garden except the Reaper on duty who was responsible for the night watch. Aizen easily bypassed the Reaper who was responsible for patrolling.
"Haha, Ichimaruin, did you think so?"
Aizen's smile looked like a pure orchid, but he didn't know how much coldness was hidden in the dark, which made Ichimaru Gin's body suddenly become a lot colder.
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