In March, the romantic branches, the flowers compete for parting sorrows; The spring breeze is blowing, and the fragrance fills the whole court to remember today.

Brushing through the green silk three thousand Qinghe went out... Facing the spring breeze and bathing in the spring rain, stroll on the Jingling Pavilion Road in this pavilion.

Although we suffered a lot yesterday, the result was satisfactory.

I went out today and got the girl's careful care, a thousand advices, all kinds of tenderness... At this time, looking at this spring rain, it will have a different taste.

"It's so sweet..."

After a cheesy sigh, Qinghe, who was holding a black paper umbrella, arrived at the gate of the Ichiban team.

The Grim Reaper of the guards, after seeing him, quickly let him go... The vice captain of the finch department has already explained in advance.

"Are you going to the lounge..."

Walking on the avenue, Qinghe turned his head to look at the deep path in the distance... There, the flowers are red and willow green, and even in the hazy drizzle, they bloom brilliantly.

Yamamoto, who eats, drinks, lives and travels in the Ichiban team, and the living treatment will naturally not be bad... In the garden in the distance, it must be the old man's favorite place to stay.

At least there, he can quietly drink tea, bask in the sun, soak in the hot springs... There is no need to worry about things that disturb people's purity.

Qinghe, who turned into the trail, had to think about the intention of meeting in such a place... This is the rhythm that makes him big things small and small things.

Maybe Yamamoto is not clear, but the finch department has already asked about the private aspect.

Walking through the trail, the scenery in front of you suddenly opens up... The grass is green, the stream flows, the birds chirp and the butterflies dance.

Yamamoto, in the distance, sat alone on the steps of the corridor, holding a teacup and squinting at the halo under the rain curtain.

"This old man... I'm going to enjoy it."

After a sentence of belly slander, Qinghe's mood was more relaxed... If possible, he will also choose such a place to retire in the future.

"Phew... And a damn flag."

The peace that came in the breeze and drizzle did not attract the attention of the old man... Probably, when he stepped into the team, the other party had already noticed.

"Good morning, Captain Yamamoto."

Qinghe, who walked in, hesitated for a moment and still opened his mouth to disturb the old man.

"Sit."

Yamamoto still squinted and didn't even move his head... It's as if there is something in this rain curtain that attracts him.

For Yamamoto's current state, Kiyowa actually empathizes... This is stealing half a day's leisure.

So he put away the paper umbrella, instantly evaporated the water on it with spiritual power, and sat down beside him.

Qinghe was not polite, picked up the teacup of the other two next to him, and poured it for himself.

Then Yamamoto's hand reached out, and Kiyowa smiled... At the same time, pour it for him.

In this way, an old man and a young man sat under the eaves while watching the rain curtain... Take a sip of tea from time to time and savor the taste of life in it.

Time passed slowly until the sound of footsteps mixed with the rain came... Just at this time, the rain curtain also broke the line.

"It's so pleasant."

"It's so comforting."

The two of them expressed their opinions on the rain one after the other.

Yamamoto finally turned his head and opened his eyes: "You kid, you're only that old... It's the same state of mind as an old man like me. What about the vibrancy of your youth? ”

To Yamamoto, who was about to blow his beard and glare, Kiyowa had to scratch his head: "Lord Captain... It's too busy with official business. I was angry at that moment, so I might as well have worked on more paperwork and could have relaxed sooner. ”

"You know you're still coming?"

"I can't be slapped on the left cheek and send the right cheek up again." Qinghe spread his hands with an innocent look.

"Hahaha... You kid, you really can't afford to lose a little. There was a smile in Yamamoto's eyes.

"I'm always responsible for my subordinates... If I am so weak, then the people below will be bullied by others. ”

"As it should be."

Yamamoto nodded seriously and walked inside.

Qinghe, who turned his head, saw someone coming unexpectedly... Nirvana.

He wears a black and white mask from his memory, and the Death Tyrant has a dark purple collar that is turned out.

The farrow, who had accompanied him, was talking to him about something, and he didn't notice Kiyowa looking back.

Nirvana saw it, but the corners of his mouth were just curled... No matter what this kid asks for a while, promise him that he still has an experiment to go back to.

Anyway, his purpose has been achieved... Of course, the head of the painting section cannot be given away for free.

As for the men... Death is death, and it is not too difficult to cultivate.

Qinghe couldn't have imagined it at all... Nirvana will equate the lives of his subordinates with an experiment to be conducted.

It stands to reason that there are no more subordinates under him... At least it should be protected, right? After all, it's for him.

Kiyowa, who didn't understand Nirvana's smile, turned his head and followed Yamamoto, who had already left a few steps... Just take advantage of this gap to take a look at the attributes of this mad scientist:

Name: Nirvana

Age: 285 years old (Grim Reaper).

Position: Captain of the 12th Team, the second director of the Technology Development Bureau.

Stamina - 50

Attack - 70

Defense - 70

Maneuver - 60

Ghost Road - 100

Intelligence – 100

Spiritual pressure: Eighth class.

Slashing Blade: Killing Jizo (Biology)

Liberation: Open your claws, and kill Jizo.

Solution: Golden Slaughter Jizo

Astral Transformation:... (Does this guy really have any body parts that haven't been modified?) ）

Evaluation: 450 total attributes, intermediate captain (or don't look too much at the combat effectiveness of scientists.) ）

"Give me a detailed information, can I find out who your ancestors are in the eighteenth generation..."

For Xiao Hei, who has not forgotten to be naughty during recuperation, Qinghe also chooses to ignore it... Nirvana's way of fighting is weird.

He will use all kinds of toxins, hidden weapons, human shields, ambushes and other means to fight... For him, as long as the desired result can be achieved in the end, the process is not important.

Even in the face of Ishida Yulong's means that can be subordinate to all the spirits, he is only seriously injured... The liquid that turned green escaped back to the lab.

After sitting down in the living room, footsteps outside sounded... Soon Nirvana arrived, but the finch only showed his head at the door and chose to leave.

"Good morning, Captain."

"Hello, Izumi Ghost Daoist."

Nirvana looked very casual to Yamamoto, but took the initiative to stretch out his palm in the face of Qinghe.

"You can't monitor germs single-handedly, do you?"

Thinking about it so maliciously, Qinghe still stretched out his hand: "Hello, first meeting... Captain Nirvana. ”

"Oops, oops... I've embarrassed you with my unsuccessful subordinates, and Izumi Ghost Daoist please feel free to dispose of it. ”

Nirvana spoke to herself... Yamamoto, who looked at the two, just squinted, and his expression remained the same: today was supposed to let the two discuss a solution, and he was just a witness.

"Disposed of at will?"

Qinghe is a little confused... This man is too ruthless, isn't he?

Even if those subordinates are really unfavorable, they don't need to be sold so quickly, right?

"Yes... Even if they were all killed, no one would say anything. After all, the Great Ghost Dao Leader is a captain-level position, and your reputation is naturally much more important than those people's lives. ”

Nirvana's tone of voice is very thin and strange... It's a very mean feeling with people.、Plus a feeling of fighting.。

Qinghe, who raised his head, looked at him seriously... He wondered if the man was joking. 1.