DC New Krypton.

"Brother Puhua!" Inside the house, a gangster wearing straw rope and wooden shoes ran in from the door in a panic, panting and screaming at Jiro Puhua, who had his back turned to him.

Urahana Jiro was wearing a sakura-colored samurai uniform, with a ponytail tied behind his head, his body was straight, his face was lean and thin, his eyes were open and closed, and he had an air of majesty without anger. He is kneeling and sitting on the straw mat, with his back to the door, holding the ground with his left hand, and sipping a cup of tea with his right hand.

Although it was just some messy camellias, it was already a rare and elegant style for the conditions of his coming here.

"Don't panic, you must maintain a calm mind in everything, so that you will find a way to win in the face of danger." Urahana Erlang sipped the rim of the teacup lightly, and the tea scent soaked his lips, "Say it, what happened What's up?"

"Yes, big brother Puhua." Panting for a few breaths, the panicked face of the young gangster eased a little, and he couldn't help secretly praising his boss Puhua for his calmness and composure. All capable generals were hacked to death, and he was still so calm, he really deserved to be Shinigami's younger brother, Urana Jiro!

"Brother Dongdu was hacked to death at the entrance of the village." The gangster also imitated Pu Hua Erlang's calmness, and said calmly in a calm tone.

'Bang!'

The mottled blue teacup fell to the ground, and the light brown camellia water spilled all over the floor.

"What did you say?" Urahua Erlang turned around abruptly, his eyes showed a fierce look, and his not strong body exuded the momentum of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

Dongdu has always grown up with him, loyally following his subordinates, and the only one who can rush forward to block the knife for him when others are about to stab him.

Urahana Erlang has a lot of affection for Dongdu. Ever since his elder brother Urahana Ichiro became the god of death, he has taught him many sword skills, and he also taught Dongdu part of the sword skills so that Dongdu can block swords for him conveniently.

Although I only handed in a few moves to facilitate Dongdu to block the knife, for ordinary civilians, Dongdu can hit four or five people alone without any problem.

Now Dongdu is dead!

Puhua Erlang was shocked and sad. Which club in the nearby village dared not to save face and kill Dongdu?
Don't you know my Pu Hua Club?Don't you know me, Urahana Jiro?Don't you know that my elder brother Ura Hana Ichiro is the god of death?Don't you know how powerful the Grim Reaper is?
Dongdu just went out for a couple of laps as usual, oppressed the people, killed a few untouchables, robbed some children, and completed the tasks given by the above. The crime is not worthy of death. Who is it that dares to kill my brother Dongdu!
"Who dares to kill the vice president of our Puhua club?" Puhua Erlang's face was as cold as a knife, and his face was cold and angry.

"It's a child with no clothes on. He came towards the village and met Brother Dongdu. He had no samurai spirit. He threw his ribs like a dagger and stuck it in Brother Dongdu's neck." The gangster replied quickly, unable to help I sighed in my heart, Brother Puhua's feelings for Brother Dongdu are really deep.Brother Pu Hua, who was always indifferent to emotions, was furious at the death of Brother Dong Du.

"Child without clothes?" Urahana Erlang was choked with anger, and looked at the gangster boy suspiciously, as if to say, are you fucking kidding me?

Dong Du is so strong, with such big chest muscles.

A child killed Dong Du?
Or a child with no clothes on?

"Yes, it was brought by the two children who ran away before. It should be revenge for our Puhua Club. They are coming to the headquarters of the Puhua Club." The little gangster said seriously, and he really didn't lie.

Although it may sound a little outrageous, but he saw it with his own eyes in a distant direction.

Now it is estimated that the two uninjured partners have been killed by the ruthless, cruel and naked child.

This naked child is cruel!
"Hmph, trash!"

Urahua Erlang's slashed and stern face showed anger, and he was angry that he hated iron but could not make steel.

Lao Tzu taught you so many sword skills, but in the end you were stabbed to death by a child who threw you in the ribs without using all your strength. It is really embarrassing and useless. The child still didn’t even have any clothes on. of.

"Is the kid coming?"

Urahua Erlang wanted to go out angrily, and wanted to kill the child directly, but before he walked to the door frame, he suddenly felt that he, the boss of a club, ran to find a child without clothes like this. It's disrespectful.

Let the clubs of other villages know, you can't be laughed to death, I, Ura Hana Erlang, still have the face to hang around?

His footsteps stopped in front of the door frame, and he asked calmly.

"Yes, they have been coming to the headquarters." The little gangster replied.

Puhua Erlang's face changed from calm to dull, he walked back to the straw mat and knelt down, took out a Taidao, wiped it gently and earnestly, and said calmly: "Wait for them to come and lead you to death!"

Seeing Urahua Erlang's demeanor, the little gangster immediately showed admiration in his eyes, looked up at the mountain, and the admiration in his heart was endless. When he turned around, he stood guarding the door, and he also looked at the gatekeeper with a calm face.

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Haier picked up Yingluo, his child's palm was a little thin, holding the hilt of the sword, he felt that he couldn't hold the center of gravity tightly.

The blade of Yingluo was only 1.2 meters long, and with the handle included, it was 1.4 meters ten, which was taller than Haier's entire body, but these were not problems for him.

Any weapon, in the hands of Haier, can display the ultimate skill.

For Haier, all weapons are just a matter of distance, the distance between himself and the enemy, the distance he can control, and the distance he can control.

He has seen the gaps between atoms and mastered the magnetic field distance between atoms. Although this child's body is not as strong as his original body, nor does he have all kinds of eyes that can see the gaps between atoms, but the fine details left over The control and unique sense of distance are unmatched by any master-level sword master.

Any weapon, under his own control and sense of distance, will become a skill that turns decay into magic.

Haier casually fiddled with Yingluo in his hand, the tip of the knife picked up the navy blue martial arts uniform on the lying Dongdu's body, and waved the knife lightly, Yingluo looked very heavy in his hand , but the waving sword light was as smooth as flowing water, and pieces of clothes splashed in the air. When Hall stopped, a piece of martial arts uniform suitable for Hall fell from the air.

Ichimaru Gin and the two uninjured gangsters were dumbfounded.

Haier took a step forward, and the clothes just fell on him. He gently put his hands on, and put on the navy blue martial arts uniform. He casually pinned the belt around his waist, inserted Sakura into the scabbard, and carried it on his shoulders. Up, with a flat profile, he said to Ichimaru Gin and Rangiku:
"Kill them."