With a crisp cracking sound, the skinny man slammed sideways to the ground. When he landed, the ground was shocked, and he was bounced up again with great force, but he was punched down again by Duan Mu just as he bounced up.

残忍~

Looking at the thin man whose entire head was smashed into the ground, these two words couldn't help but pop up in everyone's mind.

However, what the thin man did just now reminded the prisoners present.

Although the Zanpakuto has been confiscated, there is absolutely no shortage of people who are proficient in ghosts among the large number of prisoners, and there are even former members of the ghosts here.

The prisoners who were good at ghosts retreated one after another, singing loudly.

All of a sudden, the spirits in the whole area were in disorder, and other prisoners who were not very proficient in ghosts flocked to Duan Mu one after another. Surprised.

But thinking about it carefully, he felt normal again.

Although they are now prisoners, each of these prisoners counts as one. They used to be full-time members of the Guarding Team [-], and even chairmen.

It is not difficult for them to cooperate with the god of death around them, it is just a matter of willingness or not.

"King's Lander! The mask of flesh and blood, Vientiane, wings flying high..."

"Destroy yourself, Rondanini's black dog! After reading it, burn it completely..."

"Thundering carriages, gaps in spinning wheels, this thing has light..."

"..."

All kinds of chants resounded in this prison, causing Duan Mu to frown slightly.

Some have passed.

Although he really wants to continue fighting, he also has to consider his future work. The ghost way is different from fighting in vain. Once he is released, he doesn't hold back. It will cause great damage to people and surrounding buildings. , can easily lead to the death of prisoners.

Duan Mu himself didn't care much about the death of the prisoners, but Omaeda said that no one should kill anyone...not to mention the damage caused, he will have to repair it later.

Thinking of this, the excitement in Duan Mu's eyes gradually receded.

It's okay to "passively" vent on the grounds that the prisoner interferes with his work, but the real work cannot be delayed.

"Thunder rope!"

Duan Mu's figure flashed, and while dodging the attacks of the prisoners in the front row, the spiritual pressure around his body soared, and he was not hiding, but exerting it with all his strength.Raising his hand and waving in the void, a rope-like light cord condensed by spiritual power suddenly stretched out, binding a prisoner who was releasing the ghost way in the blink of an eye.

The rope reached his body, but the prisoner didn't care about it, because he could tell at a glance that it was just the most low-level binding method 'Bindao No. [-]. This rope'. Not only is the binding ability weak, but it can't even interfere. , which should only be used when tying up prisoners or pulling a partner away from a dangerous attack.

But just when he was about to continue singing, his whole body suddenly went numb, and he froze in place.

Seeing the thunder light blooming from the rope, the bound prisoner shrank his pupils.

It's not 'this rope'! ?

The moment the thought came to his mind, it was already too late, Bai Lei's light erupted along the rope in an instant, he didn't even resist, he twitched a few times and passed out.

Raise your legs, hit in rounds...

All in one go!

Duan Mu, who was in the same place, kicked the prisoner in front of him away, and with a sound of breaking through the air, he smashed to the outside to release the prisoner in the ghost way.

The lightning-flashing rope was like a swimming snake, flying up and down, restraining a person, and the prisoners who could break through the spiritual pressure defense were stunned one after another; and those prisoners who could not break through the spiritual pressure defense were also pulled to Duan Mu Before, he was knocked unconscious with his fist!

Waving the thunder rope with one hand, fisting with the other.

Immediately moving under his feet, Duan Mu's figure was like a ghost in the crowd, constantly shuttling.

All the prisoners who wanted to release the ghost way were abruptly interrupted by him, and Duan Mu used the same ghost way to counteract the chanting of abandonment, without causing the slightest breath to leak out.

Wherever Duan Mu went, people were turned on their backs.

The number of prisoners decreased rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, the shouts of killing became less and less, and the wailing sounds increased.

Duan Mu paused, only to realize that before he knew it, there were no standing figures in the arena.

"It's troublesome now."

The breath in his body returned to calm, and the corner of Duan Mu's mouth twitched slightly as he watched the scene of corpses strewn all over the ground.

It's cool to fight, but dealing with the aftermath...

Just thinking about it gives me a headache.

……

has it ended?

Nikaibuchi who buried himself under the prisoner thought secretly.

Since more than ten minutes ago, the shouting outside has disappeared, and the entire nest of maggots has revealed a sense of silence that has never been seen before.

Although he wanted to go out and see the situation, he couldn't help but tremble when he thought of the cruel scene of the black-haired young man beating up the demented old man.

For the first time, he felt that the nest of maggots really needed to exist.

It is quite normal for a guy who would reach out and beat him up regardless of the opponent's situation at all, would be imprisoned.

He waited on the spot for another half an hour, and finally heard footsteps approaching from far away.

Who is here?

Is that the black-haired youth?

Or is it someone else?

Er Jieyuan held his breath subconsciously, and not long after, a wave of spiritual power came out.

immediately……

"Ahhh~~"

Bang!

Spiritual fluctuations spread again.

then……

"Ahhh~~"

Bang!

What's going on here?Is there anyone still fighting?

The repeated roars and impacts made Er Jieyuan full of doubts in his heart. Finally, driven by curiosity, he carefully pushed the prisoner in front of him away a little, and looked outside through the gap.

Sure enough it was him!

Looking around, I saw the black-haired young man in a tattered apron squatting next to the old deputy captain who was almost crushed to death by him, with one hand on his body, while the other hand was raised above his head.

That is……

reply?

When he saw the light shining from the hand of the black-haired young man, Nikaiyuan immediately recognized what the other party was doing.

Where the ray of light passed, the old man receiving treatment healed his injuries at a speed visible to the naked eye, and gradually woke up from the severe injury and fainting in the blink of an eye.

This is the answer?

It's not that he hasn't seen it before, and even studied it before, but he can be sure that even the vice-captain of the fourth team may not have such terrible attainments in Huidao.

Who is he?

Reiki is strong, Bai Da is strong, and Hui Dao is so strong.

The old man who woke up had a flash of confusion in his eyes, but when he saw the black-haired young man in front of him, those cloudy eyes suddenly became extremely crazy.

"Ahhhhh~~~"

bang~

However, before he could get up, the black-haired youth slammed down the right fist raised above his head.

"..." The second level deep.

Looking at the old man whose head was smashed into the ground again, Er Jieyuan felt chills all over his body and his face was extremely pale.

He finally understood what was going on with the previous voice.

demon! !

The loop runs again.

After half a sound...

"Ahhh~"

Bang!

"Ahhh~"

Bang!

……

The same scene kept repeating, Er Jieyuan gradually turned from initial fear to numbness.

The figure who used one hand to reply, and the other hand raised above his head...

It was deeply imprinted in his mind!

"what……"

The old man woke up again, his crazy eyes appeared again, and that fist... swung down again.

But this time, something is different.

"and many more……"

Bang!

Wait?

Er Jieyuan looked at the old man whose head sank into the ground again, and was slightly stunned for a while, wondering if there was something wrong with his ears, he actually heard the old man who had been in dementia for hundreds of years?

Must be an illusion?

Er Jieyuan stretched out his head to look outside, and found that the black-haired young man seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then began to treat the old man again.

Not long after, the old man woke up again... again.

However, this time, he did not fall into a state of madness, but stared at Duan Mu with resentment.

"Give me a happy time!!"

"Uh……"

Duan Mu blinked.

"Are you still fighting?"

"Hit you M..."

Bang!

"..." The second level deep.

It was the first time he knew that Alzheimer's disease could be cured by beating...

After half a sound.

"Are you still fighting?"

"do not fight."

Duan Mu looked at the lifeless old man lying on the ground and nodded: "That's right, then get up and clean up the inside and outside of your house."

The old man was silent for a moment, but when Duan Mu replied with one hand and raised the other, he nodded slightly.

"……Um."

Seeing this, Er Jieyuan was silent for a while, pushed away the surrounding prisoners and stood up, and at the same time as he appeared, some of the wailing prisoners kept getting up.

"I'm going to clean up now!!"

Erjieyuan met Duan Mu's gaze, shouted hastily, then turned around and ran to his room. When he passed the corner, he looked into the depths, and saw that the depths were busy and full of enthusiasm... one by one with ordinary evil spirits All the prisoners turned into hard-working cleaners, cleaning everything inside and out.

They are not afraid of death...

But this kind of torture of being beaten to death and then being rescued was extremely cruel!

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