The door of the Maggot Nest was open, and all the prisoners inside were standing by the entrance, looking at the door with eyes full of yearning.
However……
But no one dared to take a step.
It can't be said that there is no one. Anyone who tried to run away was brought back by the crazy black man.
Looking around, the huge entrance is filled with all kinds of furniture, and on one side of the furniture is a pile of prisoners that is higher than the pile of furniture...with blood dripping down!
The lunatic's actions were very measured, not only ensuring that no one would die, but also making people feel pain that was worse than death, and not comatose.
For some old prisoners, it is not that there are no people who can subdue all their prisoners with bare hands, but it just does not leave any impression on the prisoners. For those insane prisoners, they will completely forget it after a few days.
But this black madman who exuded a similar aura made them unable to forget him no matter what.
Because many prisoners who have been crazy for hundreds of years have been beaten to the point of death hundreds of times and saved hundreds of times, and the black-haired young man has been deeply ingrained in their minds.
This guy is simply a natural jailer. In addition to being able to beat prisoners arbitrarily without fear of their death, he also knows how to torture a person to make the other person experience the most terrifying pain.
Da da da da~~
There was a sound of footsteps approaching from far away, and Duan Mu walked into the maggot's nest carrying the hill-like furniture connected with the "rope" on his back.
"Phew~~Finally done."
After closing the door and putting down the furniture gently, Duan Mu twisted his waist and nodded with satisfaction as he looked at the pile of furniture.
Erjiayuan led a few people and cautiously came forward: "Boss Duan Mu, what you asked us to do is done."
Duan Mu looked up and saw that each room in the Maggot Nest had a sign with a number hanging on it. He nodded, took out the record book from his arms and said, "I'll read the room number later."
Everyone comes over to pick up the new furniture. You can arrange it in the house as you like, but I have placed the tables and chairs outside the house in a specific area so they cannot block the way or look particularly cluttered."
Hearing this, all the prisoners couldn't help but look at Duan Mu with strange eyes.
Although when they saw Duan Mu moving a bunch of furniture here, they had vaguely guessed what the black-haired young man wanted to do, but after receiving the confirmation, they still felt a little... baffled.
To win people's hearts?
Their freedom was inexplicably restricted, imprisoned in such a horrible place, and then they were bribed with a few pieces of broken furniture?
Does the kid in front of him regard them as little brats who don't understand anything?
"Room No. 1...Room No. 1..."
Duan Mu shouted for a long time, but none of the villains present answered, which made Duan Mu's face become even more gloomy.
Buzz~~
The violent spiritual pressure instantly filled every corner of the Maggot Nest, making most of the people around them unable to help but bend their waists, and even some were directly pressed to the ground.
"What? Do you still want me to send it there myself?"
Duan Mu glanced at the prisoners with a sinister expression, making the already extremely cold air in the Maggot Nest become even colder.
Although Duan Mu didn't know who lived in Room 1, he didn't bother to ask. Anyway, there was nothing wrong with beating them all up.
certainly……
Mainly because Duan Mu also wanted to find a reason to let these prisoners serve as his sparring partners.
It's okay to beat them up for no reason, but if someone sees him, they might misunderstand him as a sadist who likes to torture prisoners. Although Duan Mu doesn't mind how others think of him, it would be bad if he arouses the bad feeling of Sui Feng.
.
Whoosh~
With almost no hesitation, Duan Mu suddenly rushed towards the crowd.
"Wait~~"
And at that moment, a horrified roar came.
Xun Sheng looked around and saw a big man with a fierce face pointing to the pile of furniture and shouting incoherently: "Wait... there... wait, he is there... not among us..."
"Um?"
Duan Mu suddenly appeared in everyone's field of vision. He glanced at the place pointed by the big man. When he saw the pile of prisoners next to the furniture, he was stunned for a moment. Then he remembered that there were other prisoners who had been beaten and lost because of their escape.
A guy with mobility...
"Tsk~~What a pity..."
Guyu
After Duan Mu muttered, he restrained his spiritual pressure, then pulled a person from the pile of prisoners and began to treat him with Huidao.
This scene made the prisoners at the entrance breathe a sigh of relief.
but……
Then they felt a sense of absurdity and grievance.
Indeed, the people detained here have more or less problems.
But they can be sure that even among the prisoners in the Maggot Nest, there is absolutely no such lunatic.
Regardless of the reason or whether they are innocent or not, just because one person ignored him, he would beat up all the prisoners...
To buy people's hearts? To buy shit!!
They don't care at all why the other party made a bunch of furniture and delivered it. Who knows what the madman is thinking about all day long.
This bastard is a real lunatic with mental problems.
At this moment, everyone secretly swore in their hearts that they must find a way to kill this madman, otherwise... staying in the nest of maggots is no different from staying in a hell where you can't die!!
Er Jie Yuan, who was closest to Duan Mu, swallowed with some difficulty.
What a pity? What a pity?
Isn't it a pity that there is no reason to beat the prisoner?
After such a small incident, all the prisoners consciously lined up according to their room numbers and cooperated with Duan Mu's work... His attitude was so good that Duan Mu couldn't find a suitable reason and treated them as living targets.
'Come and use it.
In the end, he left the Second Division with some disappointment and walked towards the comprehensive first aid center.
However, before going to the Second Division, Duan Mu first went to the commercial street and distributed small cards written in advance to all the stores and customers on the street.
"Everything House?"
"Isn't this a famous store in Nishi Rukongai?"
"You know?"
"Well, my children mentioned it when we were chatting. It is said that this shop accepts all kinds of jobs, and can complete all jobs beautifully. Everyone in the entire Nishi Rukong Street knows about it. There are even rumors that there are many real spirits.
All the students from the academy have received tutoring from him."
"Shops from Rukongai can actually do business in Seireitei?"
"The owner of our store has a 'Tongting Pass' that allows him to enter and exit the Seireitei freely. What is a Tongting Pass?"
"Never heard of it!"
"..."
The scene of Duan Mu handing out small cards all over the street quickly attracted the attention of pedestrians. It was not that they had any commissions that Duan Mu needed to complete, but that they were simply curious. After staying in Seireitei for so many years, they
This is the first time I heard that people from Rukongai can enter and leave Seireitei freely.
But people have already appeared here, so they can't help but not believe it.
"Hey, boy, can you let me see your Tongting certificate?"
Duan Mu looked at the middle-aged man who stopped him, and something strange flashed in his eyes.
The middle-aged man had flaxen short hair and glasses. He looked as amiable as the uncle next door, but the faint spiritual pressure on his body made Duan Mu's eyes flash with alarm.
Vice captain level!
"Don't get me wrong." As if he saw Duan Mu's vigilance, the middle-aged man with glasses pointed behind him and said, "My name is Gin Ginjiro, and I am the owner of this optical shop."
The owner of an optical shop?
Duan Mu looked behind the middle-aged man with strange eyes. What he saw was indeed an optical shop. The name of the shop was...
【Silver Dragonfly in Glasses】
What the hell?
Does any owner of an optical shop possess the vice-captain level of spiritual pressure?
