Starting Marvel with a Zanpakuto

Starting Marvel with a Zanpakuto Chapter 622

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“Ah!”

Constantine sneezes suddenly.

"Be quiet, what if you are discovered?!"

In an opaque dark room, Barton glanced at the man dissatisfiedly: "Then The group Shinigami hasn't gone far yet."

Constantine, who was nestled in the corner, tugged at the coat on her body, rubbed her sore nose, and whispered, "I didn't mean to, let's talk about this. Is it something I can control?"

"Stop making noises anyway!" Barton sat in the opposite corner of the house, looking at the small monitor on his arm: "Wait for those Shinigami to get a little further away. Farther away, we'll move to the next hideout."

The display on his arm connects to dozens of tiny mosquito-shaped biomonitors on the street outside.

These mosquitoes are extremely concealed and have no spiritual pressure fluctuation at all, which can just bypass Shinigami's spiritual sense probe, allowing them to predict the search routes of those Shinigami one step in advance, so as to choose the best hiding spot .

Relying on these mosquito monitors, they escaped the first wave of searches.

And now, they're trying to find a way to go even deeper and probe where Tony is being held.

"Someone seemed to be talking about me just now..."

Constantine stroked her messy blonde hair, looking a little depressed: "This is not good. Signs, the few people who are still talking about me now, probably few want me to live?"

Barton eyelids twitched: "How many people have you offended?"

"I think about it..."

Constantine thought for half a second, then grinned: "It's been a long time since it happened."

"Can we separate?"

"oh? why?"

"I'm afraid of being killed by you."

"It's my fault Treating you as a friend, you treat me like this?!"

"I always feel...the word friend,

when you say it in your mouth, doesn't seem like a good word. "

"Misunderstandings are all misunderstandings."

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burly robust man raised his hand to catch the tossed photo.

The man in the photo has blond hair that is disordered and in a mess, and the decadent face of a middle-aged uncle. His eyes are cloudy and there is no trace of light, and he can't even see a glimmer of hope. It seems to contain endless grief and darkness.

To a certain extent, it is the eyes of powerhouse!

It doesn't matter if he is the strongest, anyway, after seeing this quite vivid photo, the burly robust man thought so.

Even the messy blonde hair was judged to be the unruly powerhouse, with endless sad eyes, and it was only a man who had experienced the mountains of corpses and blood and walked out of the extremely tragic battlefield. , will have the powerhouse look!

Frank didn't know that just one photo could make up so much content.

"That's the look, this is the opponent I want!"

The burly robust man flicked the photo to the loli sitting on the high wall, and pulled out the plug. The jagged Zanpakutō at the waist: "But before I go to this man, I just got rid of you."

"wait!"

Frank eyelids twitched , he didn't think he could beat a Captain, so he hurriedly said the excuse he had already thought up: "I know Lorde Karl, he made me pretend to be a member of the 11th Division, I don't know if you know him?"

"Who knows..."

The burly man raised his eyebrows, as if he had thought of something, and his smile became even more sinister: "It doesn't matter to anyone, after running like this It's been a long road, and I finally bumped into one, so let's fight."

"Fight..."

Frank's pupils shrank slightly, subconsciously took a half step back.

This unknown Captain seems to be more insane than he imagined. He will fight with people if he disagrees, and the rhetoric and lies he prepared are basically useless at all.

"Hey, Ryoka, tell me, what's your name?"

The man's one eye stared straight at him, the scar from the across his face twisted, revealing a command. A hideous smile that people feel scared.

Frank stared at the tall man who looked like a mountain in his eyes, was silent for a moment, then said solemnly: "Frank Castle, nicknamed Punisher."

"You Didn't you just say...you are a member of the 11th Division?"

The burly robust man took a step forward slowly, the jagged blade cutting across a patch of sparks on the ground, making a piercing sound The rubbing sound:

"Then I will teach you the rules of the 11th Division. Before you decide to kill an enemy, you must report your own name, so that after the other party goes to hell, you don't even know who you are being killed."

Could it be...

Frank swallowed, a terrifying thought in his head quietly emerge.

隮——

The jagged sword rubbed the ground and the wall, drawing a perfect half-arc in the air, and landed on the shoulders of the burly robust man, accompanied by the golden behind his head. The sound of the bell, the hoarse voice like the alarm bell of Shinigami, echoed in this narrow street.

"11th Division Captain, Zaraki Kenpachi."

"Ryoka, keep this name in your heart, and even after you go to Hell, don't forget the man who killed you!"

In an instant, Heaven and Earth lost its color!

A terrifying spiritual pressure large enough to affect the Celestial Phenomenon, hiding the sky and covering the earth like a tsunami!

The silhouette in front of me was suddenly raised several hundred zhang, like a magnificent and unreachable mountain, exuding an imposing manner like Devouring All Living Things and even light and sound, the air suddenly changed. It was so heavy and sticky that it took full strength to even breathe.

This moment.

It feels like... facing a sea of rage.

The turbulent waves of Heaven and Earth set off one after another, as if it were possible to smash his calm boat to pieces at any time!

Spiritual pressure that is so terrifying...

How can there be such a monster in the world... Ah?

Even if it is When facing Lorde, I never felt such terrifying spiritual pressure.

Muscle and bones just endured this spiritual pressure that's all, which made him feel like he was run over by a heavy truck, the whole body was stimulated as if it had been electrocuted, and the pores all over the body suddenly shrank Closing, cold sweat seeps out from behind instantly, drenching shihakushō.

11th Division Captain...Zaraki Kenpachi!

It is said to be the only contemporary one who has inherited the name of Kenpachi', and the combat capability is among the best in the entire Soul Society.

Just didn't expect, how could he be so lucky?

Not long after the fake 11th Division, he ran into the Captain of the 11th Division, and he seriously suspected that he was cursed by Goddess of Fate!

"Hey...Aren't you ready to draw your sword?"

Zaraki Kenpachi held the jagged Zanpakutō and smiled savagely: "The prey I finally met , if the performance is too weak, it will be too disappointing."

Boom! ! !

A monstrous killing intent was extremely cold, as if thousands of swords had pierced through his body.

Obviously the other party just stood there and didn't move, but Frank felt that he had died thousands of times, as if he was shocked by the killing intent, and he didn't respond for a long time.

"Hey hey hey, give me some reaction."

Zaraki Kenpachi tilted his head and seemed a little disappointed: "Is that all you have?"

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Frank took a deep breath, forcibly calmed his mind, then raised his spiritual pressure to Peak in one breath, and shouted in an almost hysterical voice: "justice is pale and humble, but not powerless ——Pale Justice!"

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