A Zanpakutō at the beginning of Meiman

Chapter 547 French Behavior

"Introduce yourself..."

Aizen was carrying a dim yellow lantern, with a refined and easy-going demeanor, and said indifferently: "I am the captain of the fifth division, Aizen Soyousuke."

Team [-]...Captain!

Barton and Constantine's expressions changed suddenly, and their breathing became short of breath.

Although after seeing the unique white feather weave, the two of them already had some guesses in their hearts, but when they really said it from the other party, there was still a wave of turmoil in their hearts.

And he spread it within [-] meters in advance, and all the miniature biological monitors completely captured not a single picture, showing how the captain approached them silently!

It feels as if...appeared out of thin air!

Barton suddenly noticed that the captain was holding a tiny mosquito monitor in his hand.

In an instant, he understood everything.

It is these tiny monitors that expose them!

Barton's face was a little ugly, and he found that he had fallen into a classic misunderstanding.

In this world, the miniature bio-surveillance instrument may be regarded as a very good technological prop, but the world of corpses and souls is not a simple place that can be explained by scientific theories. He believes too much in the convenience brought by these technologies!

"These are going to be killed by these things of yours!"

Constantine's face was livid, and he also realized the problem.

Relying on these technological props along the way, they successfully avoided most of the ordinary gods of death, but they inadvertently ignored that those captain-level gods of death who surpassed human beings could not be avoided simply by technology!

Those ordinary gods of death may not be able to find these tiny monitors.

But in the eyes of these terrifying captain-level gods of death, they are as conspicuous as fireflies in the dark night. The mosquito-shaped monitors that spread out directly pointed out the positions of themselves and others for them!

But that's the end of the matter, and it's useless to regret it.

Hunting geese all day long is pecked by geese, and those who drown are often those who can swim.

Unexpectedly, the technological props they have been relying on for a long time will now become a sharp knife in their hearts. Barton, a self-proclaimed veteran agent, can't help but feel a little hot when he thinks of this.

"I've seen this kind of interesting gadget in the Technology Development Bureau."

Lan Ran let go of the mosquito monitor in his hand, with a calm lake like water in his eyes, he smiled and said: "I personally don't like to be violent, so can I invite two Mr. Why don't you come with me?"

Barton secretly glanced at Constantine next to him, which meant to ask him what should he do?

Do you still have the face to ask me?

Konstantin was so angry that he wanted to draw his sword and stab him.

Thinking of his fame throughout his life, when he had suffered a loss when traveling all over the world, he was the one who cheated others in the past, but he didn't expect to be cheated by his own people today.

"You two Mr. Traveling Misfortune, you can rest assured."

Lan Ran pushed down the black frame on the bridge of her nose, and said softly: "Although it is a serious crime for you to trespass on Sei Ling Ting, but if there are no serious consequences, even if you are caught, your life will not be in danger. I can assure you of that."

Will it be life-threatening?

As soon as these words came out, Barton and Constantine were both stunned, and suddenly they couldn't believe it.

Long before they broke in, they assumed that their lives were in danger.

After all, this is the central organization that manages the entire dead. Its laws are probably as strict as the hell in the Bible, but it turns out that it is not what they imagined.

"Uh...Are you sure, there will be no danger to your life?"

Constantine hesitated for a moment, habitually doubting whether it was true or not, so he tentatively asked, "Will that sentence us to life imprisonment, or torture us forever?"

"Hehe, no, we are not devils."

Aizen's unique magnetic voice, gentle and deep, is very convincing: "I can use the name of the captain of the fifth team to guarantee that you will not be subjected to inhuman abuse, and you will not be imprisoned for many years. Although the specific punishment will not be too light, it is definitely not that heavy."

This is like a criminal who was originally sentenced to death and suddenly learned that his sentence was changed to life.

The heavy psychological pressure suddenly became much lighter.

"In that case, I surrender!"

Constantine raised his hands resolutely, grinned and said, "And I can provide the information you want. I just hope that when the time comes to convict, I can read that I have surrendered, and the punishment can be a little lighter."

The corners of Barton's eyes twitched, and he was dumbfounded.

He thought it would be a tough battle, and even thought that he might die here.

But I never thought that the bastard Constantine would surrender, faster than France during World War II, and sold them with a few words!

"Konstantin, you bastard!" Barton's eyes were wide open, his chest heaved violently with anger, and he looked at him with murderous eyes: "Do you know what you are doing now?"

"Calm down, Barton."

Constantine smacked his lips, looking indifferent: "There is a captain on the other side, don't you really think that we can escape from him with our little ability?"

"Indeed, this gentleman sees it clearly."

Aizen looked at him meaningfully, with an inexplicable look in his eyes, and then smiled and said: "Although I don't know about other accidents, but with the strength of the two of you, once the captain finds out, it means the game is over. "

Barton opened his mouth weakly, as if he wanted to refute something.

But when the words came to his lips, a sense of powerlessness welled up in his heart, so he had to swallow them back with a bitter face.

As Constantine said, with the strength of the two of them, it is easy to deal with those gods of death, but facing these gods of death at the captain level is tantamount to looking for death.

Surrender is the best choice.

Barton glanced at Constantine secretly, and found that this guy was too relaxed.

He didn't seem to have any psychological burden at all, and he didn't seem to care what kind of crime he was convicted of. As an agent, Barton had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and suddenly came up with a rather bold idea.

This guy may have taken the opportunity to get close to the confession tower where Tony was imprisoned under the guise of surrender.

"I understand......"

Barton sighed pretentiously, raised his hands and said, "We are indeed not your opponents, so I also choose to surrender. I hope that the Soul Society can treat the prisoners well, if you have the Geneva Convention here."

Constantine's eyelids twitched, and he glanced at Barton speechlessly.

There's something wrong with this guy's brain designation. Does the Geneva Convention have anything to do with spies like you?

"Regarding this, the two of you can rest assured."

Aizen's face softened slightly, and he said with a light smile, "The Corpse Soul World will not abuse prisoners, even the heinous prisoners."

The captain maintained a comfortable smile from the beginning to the end, and coupled with that elegant and easy-going temperament, it was easy for people to let go of their guard. Even Barton made a silent judgment in his heart. He is a very kind and gentle captain.

Constantine squinted his eyes, feeling inexplicably disgusted with this elegant and easy-going captain: "Can I ask, since you are a captain, why did you choose to persuade us to surrender when you saw us? What's the more laborious way?"

"Because... I hate violence."

Under the light of the lantern, Aizen's entire face was half-dark, and his deep brown pupils were unpredictable.