Chapter 32 032: Ghost City

It was a giant whose body was so exaggerated that it was daunting.

Just by visual inspection, he was two meters tall, and his body was covered with mountains of fat, even holding up the clothes on his chest.

The short beard like a wild boar is connected with the hair, and the ferocious head has no mercy, only a shapeless, but terrifying and abnormal flesh.

Turn it over and expose it to the sky. Under the lips of the nose, there are two weird things like horns. I don’t know what their structure is...

The double chin is squeezed out like an overfed domestic pig, and just looking at it can make people feel inexplicably nauseated.

His mung bean-sized eyes were filled with a lazy look, and he scanned them calmly until he showed an expression of disgust.

"Don't give me such a disgusting smile. This is what I hate the most... Really, how many people have to die before you can remember it."

In a calm tone, he said creepy words.

And after seeing the other party's Yuori, which symbolized the position of captain, his whole expression became quite serious.

No joke.

The person standing in front of him at this moment was indeed the captain of the 11th Division.

The members of the 11th Division, who were extremely arrogant at first, let out weird screams. At this moment, they fell to their knees and cried out like begging for mercy.

"Team, Captain! We are doing what you want!"

"It's just that that person wants to hinder us. It's all because of him...it's all because of him!"

ha? !

Arima Shizuya and everyone were numb.

He didn't want to cause this kind of trouble out of thin air, so he immediately and subconsciously wanted to retreat and distance himself from the relationship.

But just as he was about to retreat, Arima Shizuya felt a strong and hot burning sensation.

"Um?"

Letting out a confused groan, the mountain-like man finally moved his gaze to Arima Shizuya.

The sight is like the real thing, exuding an aura that can make your palms sweat.

Not good.

He couldn't leave anymore... He could feel that he was being watched. At this moment, Arima Shizu realized that there was no one else in the entire tavern.

Doesn’t this mean I’m the only one left? !

The waiter in her arms was like a person falling into a well, holding on to the rope for help. She clutched Arima Shizuya's lapels tightly, and burst into tears.

"Please, please, help me..."

Anyway, please calm down first, my brother seems to be in trouble right now...

Haven't had time to respond yet.

hiss…

The sound of unusually thick breathing reached Arima Shizuya's ears.

Even though they were seven or eight meters away from each other, Shizuka Arima could still vaguely smell the nauseating visceral smell.

The opponent took a step forward and landed on the ground with a loud roar.

And as the distance gets closer, the already prominent sense of presence becomes even more pronounced at this moment.

Looking at the majestic figure that he could only look at directly when he raised his head, Shizuo Arima couldn't help but swallow.

This is the first time that he has truly ‘face to face’ a captain-level figure.

Although I have seen many of them before, after all, there is no hostility among them, and naturally there is no sense of oppression at all.

"you…"

Look at the other person looking at you condescendingly.

Arima Shizuya swallowed and heard the other party ask. "Since you're wearing a Death Tyrant uniform, why don't you wear the team's logo? Don't you guys have any concept of organization and discipline?"

…Well?

Would a guy who looked so rough and scary care about such a thing?

Arima Shizuya saw the other party squatting down, like a silverback gorilla, which made the waitress tremble with fear.

"Aren't you going to talk? Hey, are you looking down on me?"

"Are you still saying that you can't recognize the uniform I'm wearing? It doesn't make sense. Are young people today so blind?"

"Kid, are you saying that you don't even pay attention to me, Kenpachi Giganjo?"

"Kenpachi, it's Kenpachi! Don't you know what it means to be given this name?"

Arima Shizuya saw the other party raise his right hand, raised his thumb high, and pointed towards his cheek.

"I killed the incompetent waste of my predecessor and took over this name. This means that I am also the strongest one. Hey kid, do you understand?"

Although it is true that he has never met the other party, Arima Shizu finally reacted after hearing his name.

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Kenpachi Kiigashima.

Come to think of it... the name of Kenpachi needs to be defeated by the current person before it can be passed on to the latter, thus forming its unique inheritance culture.

However, this period of history is also mixed with relatively special circumstances.

For example, the eighth generation Mole City Shuangye.

He has been sentenced for tampering with the residents of Rukongai without authorization. As a result, the inheritance of the ninth generation is not a **** battle in the traditional sense... but a succession system.

Gosuke, who served as the deputy captain of Mole City Soya, came to power in succession, and thus became the ninth Kenpachi.

Arima Shizuo can't remember the name of this person, but he still has some impression of the name of Kiigashima...

The opponent was a rough man born in Rukongai, and a **** battle of this level was, in a sense, an extremely flattering act.

In other words.

He just missed it.

It can only be said that from this point we can see the will of the Gotei 13 - regardless of origin, concept, good or not, as long as they can fight...

But having said that, this guy can be regarded as a guy who defeated a vice-captain head-on, so his strength is definitely not too weak.

Head-on conflict is absolutely not advisable.

Just as Shizuya Arima was thinking like this, Kiiganjou in front of him showed a disgusted expression, as if he was not satisfied with Shizuya Arima's reaction.

"What...can't you even speak? Really, so today's young people have very mediocre abilities and have forgotten even the most basic etiquette."

The generous palm stretched out towards Arima Shizuya, making a gesture like spreading his palm.

"Stand up quickly, it's too shameful to sit on the ground all the time."

Looking at the thick, non-human right hand in front of him, covered with thick black long hair... Arima Shizu couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

Is this guy so easy to talk to?

Or is it that I really judge people by their appearance too much and have preconceived ideas?

Maybe the other person is indeed a vulgar and bad guy, but in some aspects he may be a relatively normal person...

His thoughts could not be settled, because at the next moment, the hairs on Arima Shizuya's body stood on end.

There's something, very wrong.

Kii Yancheng kept his unwavering expression, but his right hand suddenly turned over, and he kept spreading his palm.

Just like that, he swept straight towards Arima Shizuya's face.

So fast! To hide…

bump!

(End of chapter)