"No, please let us live."
"Me too, please let me live."
"I was forced to catch children. It's all the fault of President Dongdu and Urahua."
"me too."
"I can lead you to them. Please let me live."
"me too."
"I still have a beautiful wife and a lovely daughter that I snatched away. I can't die yet."
"Me too, wuwuwuwuwu..."
When the two remaining uninjured gangsters heard that Haile was going to kill them, they were so frightened that they knelt down and cried bitterly, with pleading words constantly coming out of their mouths.
The others, except for the one whose hamstring was broken, covered his hamstring and turned pale; the two people whose stomachs and intestines were leaking out were lying on the ground with bloodless faces. They were already breathing more out and less breathing in, and their eyes were half
He squinted and moaned feebly, but he would naturally bleed to death after a while.
Almost the only ones left in the audience were Wei Ming, who had a broken hamstring, and two uninjured gangsters. They couldn't imagine the tragic fate that would follow. They cried bitterly and began to regret entering Puhua Club.
This is different from what the boss said. They follow the boss Urahua, and they should be running rampant here, burning, looting, killing, and doing whatever they want. No one would want to fight against an organization with the god of death behind it.
In just a few days, even a child can kill them. Why is this happening? This is unreasonable.
No one cares about their psychology, and it is Haile who controls their life and death now.
When Ichimaru Gin saw Haile's broad and flat profile, his eyes narrowed and the corners of his mouth curved even wider.
He put down the persimmon cake in his hand, walked over to the little gangster who was covering his hamstrings, his face turned pale, and kept moving back in fear, and picked up a handful of ribs. The smiling man with a fox-like face raised his hand.
He asked, "Can you please close your eyes?"
"No!
"
The little bastard with a broken hamstring turned around and crawled on the ground frantically on his hands and knees to escape. Ichimaru Gin stepped after him, lifted his ribs, and inserted it into his back at the heart.
Blood spattered onto Ichimaru Gin's fox-like pale face, giving him a bit of cruelty.
Ichimaru Gin even twisted his ribs thoughtfully to help the young gangster die quickly. Seeing that the man under him was dead, he pulled out his ribs and stood up, his smiling face unchanged.
Hal glanced at him.
I feel like I worry too much.
In a poor place like Rukongai, even children must have the courage and cruelty to kill others in order to survive.
Otherwise, he will be kidnapped by these gangsters like other children, with unpredictable consequences.
"it's your turn."
Ichimaru Gin threw the bloody ribs in front of Rangiku and said.
Rangiku looked at Ichimaru Gin, who was pale and smiling, and then turned to look at Hale, seeing the two miserable gangsters kneeling down begging for mercy.
She looked at the scarlet blood, frowned, and couldn't bear it, "It's too bloody to use ribs. I might be killed by these two crying guys. Why don't I pick up a stone and smash those two in the stomach?"
The guy with intestinal bleeding shows that I'm not that fragile."
The two people with runny stomachs obviously had their last breath left and were groaning feebly. When they heard Rangju's words, they were so shocked that their eyes bulged out and they stared at Rangju with bloodshot eyes.
I didn't expect that you, a girl, could be such a cruel child. We are all going to die. You will not let us go until your last breath.
With their eyes wide open in shock, they held back their last breath of displeasure, furious to death by Rang Ju's words.
Obviously, even Rangiku, who is a girl, has a clear mind about what she should do, without indiscriminate kindness or intolerance towards her enemies.
If the people from Urahana Club hadn't been catching the children, Rangiku wouldn't have had to flee the village.
Life in the village is harder, but at least you can survive and occasionally have enough to eat.
Since the people from Urahana Society came to the village, Rangiku had no choice but to escape from the village and look for food next to the village. Until she had no other choice, she stayed away from the village and prepared to die.
Under this kind of experience, if you could forgive two gangsters after seeing them crying, it would be the mortal saint, not her, Rangiku.
But Rangiku really felt that if she got close to these two guys, she would be killed, so she suggested helplessly.
Haile just wanted to see the reaction of the two people, but now he saw that it was better than he had expected. He thought that Rangiku would not be able to bear it, and was trembling and afraid to kill, but now he heard her words.
You don't dare to kill. This is a very rational analysis of the environment at the scene and your own abilities.
Very nice, careful thought.
Seeing this, there was no need to demand that Rangiku must kill her. She could make her own judgment. Hal carried Sakura on his shoulders and walked towards the two gangsters who were crying and regretting.
"Turn your head, it'll be alright, it'll be quick." Haile waved his hand, indicating for them to turn their heads, to show the last bit of kindness to such evil people who were unable to resist, so that they would die faster.
"No!"
The two howled loudly, hugging each other and shivering.
A 'clang' sound.
Haier's right hand seemed to be weak in pulling out the cherry blossoms. The scabbard was thrown up by him, and it kept spinning like a fan behind his back. The blade formed a stream of light in the sun, and it easily passed through the two gangsters.
The neck was accurately cut at the neck joints, and the two heads flew up effortlessly, blood spraying three meters high.
Yingluo inserted it back from the shoulder, just in time to insert it into the rotating scabbard. The sword was put into the sheath, lowered, and then placed on his shoulder. Haer avoided the spurting blood and headed towards Urahua in the village.
Walk to the headquarters.
Rangiku behind him had already begun to move stones, intending to hit these two guys with runny stomachs to show that he was as determined to kill as Gin Ichimaru.
But she was so weak that she had almost digested the persimmon cakes she ate, and could not move the nearby stones at all. Her stomach growled again, so she had no choice but to let go of the two corpses while panting, and asked Ichimaru Ginzai
Grab a piece of persimmon cake to eat, and follow Haile towards the headquarters of Puhua Club in the village.
The people in the village obviously saw this violent incident happening, and villagers kept looking out of the cracks in the windows, looking at them with complex and worried eyes.
"It's really stupid to kill the vice-president of Puhua Club and not run away quickly. The boss of Puhua Club is much stronger than Dongdu."
Some people in the room spoke to themselves a little loudly, essentially reminding them that it was best to run away quickly, as the boss of Puhua Club was very powerful.
As for how powerful it is, they don't know, they only know that they can't resist.
Haer glanced at the sounds in the room and walked toward the headquarters of Puhua Society with a dull expression.
The headquarters of Puhua Society is very simple, that is, it is a little larger than the nearby wooden buildings. It looks like a turtle among the turtles, and there is a plaque with the three characters of Puhua Society hanging on it.
There was also a gangster with a dull face at the door, looking at Haile coming, with a scornful smile on his lips.
Haier didn't know why and casually pulled out Yingluo.
The little gangster's head fell to the ground, and his shocked face was full of confusion. He didn't understand until his death. How could he be killed so casually? He was just a gatekeeper.
Inside the house, Urakajiro heard a sound outside the door. His hand that was wiping his sword was a little sore. He moved more slowly and seriously, feeling relieved.
He finally came.
Urakajiro wiped the blade of his sword seriously and slowly. Hearing footsteps entering the room, he raised his eyes as if casually and said indifferently:
"You came."
How to wear clothes?
This chapter has been completed!