According to her subordinate Omaeda, Hanyu Michizo is quite a good wine, the kind that can be compared to the well-known drunkard Matsumoto Ranju.

But can you imagine that Matsumoto Ranju doesn't drink, and even pours wine into other people's glasses?

Compared to Daosan, is he too utilitarian?

Broken Bee calmed down, this time raised the wine glass, and did not drink it all as before, but gently touched the glass with red lips, savoring the glass of wine.

The wine was cold and strong, and she tasted not only the wine, but also the ups and downs of Hanyu Michizo at Shiba's house, as well as her own ......

"Hoo ......"

Broken Bee exhaled lightly a faint breath of wine, his handsome face flushed slightly, and when he looked up again, the wine was full again.

Broken Bee looked at Dao San in confusion, slightly drunk, her expression and eyes were no longer so terrifying, and even a little cute.

Daosan, who had done bad things, saw the broken bee's gaze, hurriedly lowered his head, and gently pushed the wine glass forward.

Really, lovely.

Perhaps, I was like this in front of that person at the beginning, I wanted to get close, but I was afraid of staining her light.

Stars and wild dogs.

Two people who are completely incompatible.

A fate that is completely unavoidable.

Broken Bee looked at this glass of wine, and his heart was inexplicable.

That man once said that the third glass of wine is a heart-to-heart wine, and after drinking the third glass, we are friends.

Keeping this in mind, she had never had a third glass of wine with anyone else in her life.

In his life, he only needed one "friend" to be enough.

But!

Xu empathized with the tragic fate of Hanyu Michizo, and this glass of wine broke the taboo of the broken bee, holding the cup in both hands, quite politely, and drank it down.

Dao San is complacent, I am so wise.

Dao San pretended to weigh the wine jug inadvertently, and there was less than half a glass of wine, how could he fool the girl captain to drink it.

At this moment, the other side suddenly remembered the sound of sobbing.

Dao San looked up in disbelief.

The girl captain put his hands on his thighs, his head bowed, and his shoulders kept shaking. The tears in her eyes were a series of crystals, drop after drop, she cried so sadly, but she couldn't hold back herself from making a sound.

Is this still the girl captain I know?

Also, no, I drank three more glasses of wine, and people drank and cried.

Daosan, the victim, inexplicably felt a little more guilty, and the hand holding the wine jug kept trembling.

The uncontrollable crying of the broken bee is even more sad.

I'm not as strong as you think, and I'm sad and I'm only one person to carry it.

In just three or five seconds, Dao San couldn't stand the tearful offensive of the girl captain.

Won't I just rely on you for three glasses of wine?

I'll give you a cup!

Michizo raised the flask, grunted in his throat, and then, reached out and took the flask and drank it down.

Three glasses of wine are like intestines, and there is only sadness in my heart.

Broken Bee was slightly drunk, her mind was a little unclear, and the joy of previous years was floating in her mind, until there was a sudden explosion of spiritual pressure on the opposite side.

The strength of the broken bee's wine went to eight points in an instant.

What the situation.

The three pupils in Broken Bee's eyes turned pitch black, and the killing intent that appeared on the whole person made Broken Bee's heart beat lightly when he still had the residual strength of the wine.

It's so heavy and murderous.

With a flash of sharpness in his eyes, the Broken Bee showed his god-like speed without warning, stretched out his palm and placed it flat forward.

This block just happened to block the hand knife that Hanyu Daosan stabbed directly.

The knife struck in the palm of his hand, and Broken Bee felt a slight paralyzing sensation rising in his palm.

Without the slightest spare, he definitely used all his strength.

What's going on, Hanyu Michizo wants to kill himself?

No, it's not.

Broken Bee looked up and saw Hanyu Michizo's state, obviously a little delirious.

Is it a conspiracy of the Shiba family?

Still is......

Thinking for a moment, Broken Bee ruled out all possibilities and cursed lightly, "Damn Damaeda!" ”

The captain of the second team and others make trouble after drinking on Soul Street.

In order to reduce the impact, Broken Bee was a little more serious and put on a stance, "End the battle with one blow!" ”

The crushed bee turned sideways, like a crane independent, and pulled back with its right leg to exert force.

But just this standard posture of the criminal army that she was used to was put out, but suddenly, her brain went blank for a moment.

"Damn, it's the wine."

I haven't been drinking for a long time, but at this critical moment, Broken Bee actually appeared drunk for a moment.

The two of them were too close, this distance, if Dao San was a killer with a clear mind, the broken bee would be seriously injured even if he didn't die.

Of course, the situation is not much better.

When he woke up again, Broken Bee's eyes became sharp and his arms moved, but he didn't choose to fight back directly.

With such a distance and such a posture, if you choose to fight back, it will inevitably cause irreversible damage to this teenager.

The whole person of Broken Bee was hugged by Daosan, and the whole person was already taken out and smashed into a wall.

The rich killing machine did not decay at first, and this time, the broken bee no longer engaged in any bells and whistles, and the spiritual pressure of the wind attribute of the whole body flowed, and as soon as it fluctuated, Hanyu Michizo was knocked out.

From the ruins, Broken Bee flicked the braids and gently tugged at the feathers.

"Let's get started!"

"Click".

With the sound of the machine stuttering, this scene just now happened to be filmed by a grim reaper carrying an old-fashioned camera with a height of one person not far behind him.

Fifteen years ago, Kisuke Urahara rebelled, and the reputation of the Thirteen Team was severely damaged throughout the Corpse Soul Realm.

To make up for reputation and PR off some bad information that appeared inexplicably.

The thirteenth team imitated the newspaper in the real world and founded the "Lingting Communication", with the captain of the ninth team, Dongxian, as the editor-in-chief, to release some news to the whole corpse soul world.

At present, the articles of the Lingting Court are oriented to the Grim Reaper, and they are mainly for light entertainment.

The version facing the souls of the souls on Soul Street is more public relations, showing the decent side of the Grim Reaper.

Coincidentally, today there was a reporter from the Jiuban team who collected the wind of Lingting Communication near the sushi restaurant.

Coincidentally, when Hanyu Michizo burst out of spiritual pressure, he attracted the attention of this reporter.

Coincidentally, when the broken bee was pressed down by Daosan, the reporter turned the camera, and with a "click" sound, this very cherished picture was taken by him.

The editor was a street writer for a fiction website before his death, and he had never mixed up a few collections in his life, let alone received a few recommendation votes.

I didn't expect to catch such a big news after my death.

His living grave is estimated to be "whirring" and emitting green smoke.