A Zanpakutō at the beginning of Meiman

Chapter 529 Temporary Rest

The door fell again.

Even the left arm of Sidanfang, who was kind enough to help them, was cut off mercilessly by that man.

And if it wasn't for Steve's quick response, discovering Ichimaru Gin's intentions in advance, and using the indestructible Zhenjin shield to block the fatal blow of the sharp gun for Sidanfang, I am afraid that this straightforward guy's head is already dead. Separated from the body.

The whole ground was stained red with blood, Si Danfang was covering the position of his severed arm, beads of bean-sized cold sweat oozing from his face, biting his lip tightly to prevent himself from screaming out.

Yinmeng, who had put the whole process into his eyes, couldn't help sighing softly at this moment, this guy in the dark road city Marugin was too ruthless, he clearly agreed that it would be enough to just scratch the skin, there is no need to do this to this extent.

"Too cruel......"

Peter clenched his fists at the side, and the previous smile disappeared from his face: "Aren't they companions? Why... are you so cruel to your own people!"

Frank drooped his eyelids, turned his head and looked at the gate silently, with inexplicable disappointment in his eyes: "Is this... the world of souls?"

"He's bleeding a lot!" Natasha frowned and said worriedly: "We don't bring much medicine for such a big trauma, considering the battle ahead..."

She didn't finish her sentence, but the rest of the people had already understood the meaning.

The next battle will definitely be more tragic, and they don't carry much healing medicine. If all of them are used on Si Danfang, it means that they will not have any medicine supplies once they are injured in future battles.

To save... or not to save?

As experienced agents, Barton and Natasha were more inclined to not save them. It would undoubtedly be a loss-making deal to exchange one person for the entire team.

"Do you... want to watch him die like this?" Peter was kind-hearted, and couldn't bear to see Si Danfang die before his eyes.

"Take all of us and replace one person?" Barton frowned and said, "I know you are kind, but the problem we are facing now is that we must preserve our strength, especially these supplies. It is impossible for S.H.I.E.L.D. to send a second batch !"

"Peter, sometimes we have to make such cruel choices." Natasha showed a self-deprecating face: "It is a problem that agents must go through to choose between completing tasks and companions. The amount of these potions is too large. Less, we can't waste it on someone we just met."

"Have you forgotten?" Peter gritted his teeth: "If it wasn't for opening the door for us, how could the Danfang be injured?!"

"save!"

At this time, Steve stood up and said in a strong tone as a leader: "No matter what, Sidanfang must be saved. He has helped us."

As the team leader, Captain America spoke, even if Barton and Natasha were reluctant, they could only choose to follow his judgment.

"I hope you won't regret it." Barton took a deep look at Captain America, then took out twelve potions from his backpack, and handed them to Peter: "One at a time, after injection, it can quickly coagulate the wound."

Peter took the potions, walked to the side of the unconscious Si Danfang, and injected them carefully.

The body of Sidanfang is much larger than ordinary people, so it took seven or eight sticks to condense the wound on the severed arm into a scab. At the same time, the medicine has a powerful effect of increasing blood and hematopoiesis, so Sidanfang who lost too much blood quickly recovered. Just woke up and turned around.

"How are you feeling?"

Steve patted Sidanfang, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, if it wasn't for helping us, you wouldn't have lost a hand."

"Thank you, you saved me." Si Danfang touched his broken arm, with a bitter look on his face, shook his head and said: "Meet Captain Ichimaru Gin, if you can save your life, it's not bad, just one hand doesn't count." What."

"Actually, you don't have to worry too much."

Yinmeng walked over with her hands behind her back, tilted her head and said, "The meat tonic from the Technology Development Bureau can regenerate lost limbs. When the time comes, go to the Seiling Court and steal one and give it to him."

Is the Technology Development Bureau...

Peter secretly remembered this in his heart, thinking that he could go there to have a look at that time, and steal a meat tonic for Sidanfang.

"But...how do we get in? Even if Sidanfang can open the door again, but that guy..." Steve looked at the door, thinking of the man who was as cold as a poisonous snake, and Feeling dread and palpitations after a while.

"I didn't intend to let you go through the main entrance." Yinmeng curled her lips, and said, "Who knew that you guys insisted on trying it, but you ran into that guy Ichimaru Gin. It would be the best result to save your life."

"You mean, we have other ways to get in?" Steve asked in surprise.

"Of course."

Yinmeng put her hands on her hips, and said angrily: "If you weren't obedient, we wouldn't have to fight Ichimaru Yin at all!"

"Uh......"

As soon as these words came out, everyone blushed a little.

Indeed, if they hadn't listened to persuasion and insisted on going in through this main entrance, they would never have met Ichimaru Gin, nor would they have lost their arms in Sidanfang, so they asked for everything.

"Sorry, Yinmeng."

Steve deeply understood the consequences of impulsiveness: "We were too impulsive just now, what is the second way?"

"This method is more risky."

Yinmeng raised a finger and said, "The first thing we need to do is to find a place to live, take a good rest, have a full meal, and then talk about it."

Steve didn't keep up with her brain circuit for a while, and after a few seconds of stunned, he looked a little hesitant: "But...Tony's side..."

"Oh, it's okay!"

Yinmeng waved his hand and said: "We still have at least a week, so don't be so anxious, besides, everyone's physical strength is exhausted, and so is your spiritual pressure, even if you go in, you are looking for death."

"Captain, Miss Yinmeng is right." Natasha stepped forward and persuaded, "We have just entered the world of corpses and souls. We not only need to rest, but also need a lot of information. Don't be too anxious."

"Yes, I agree."

Frank, who had been silent all this time, nodded slightly at this moment, expressing his agreement with Natasha's suggestion, looked at Steve, and said, "You are too anxious, this is not the mentality and level that a team leader should have."

Steve was silent for half a second, reviewing his previous decision, there was indeed a sense of impatience everywhere, and even a little unreasonable.

"Okay, I admit that I was a little too anxious. Everyone is really exhausted. Let's find a place to stay today, and then discuss the next thing." Steve said.

"I think, I can provide you with a place to live." Hearing this, Si Danfang said enthusiastically, "Although it is relatively simple, there is still a full meal."

...

The crowd followed Sidanfang to his residence in Liuhun Street, and they went deeper on the way to learn about the situation in the world of corpses and souls.

Si Danfang lives in the front area, the size of the house is not small, and because of his size, it can be said to be very spacious, easily accommodating more than a dozen people.

At night in Soul Realm, the temperature was a little bit cold, and everyone sat around the fire in the house, discussing the next move.

It was not until late at night that he fell into a deep sleep.

Steve sat on the stone bench outside the house, looking in the direction of Seireitei, his face couldn't see what he was thinking.

"I know you're not asleep."

Frank also didn't sleep, went to sit next to him, and asked, "Are you thinking about Tony, or about the day?"

"All."

Steve was silent for a few seconds, and said in a low tone: "What do you think is the chance of being able to rescue Tony with just the few of us?"

"Oh, almost zero."

Frank shook his head and sighed: "We are just a knife. The key to deciding whether to save Tony is the person who controls the knife."

"Lord Carr..."

Steve's eyes were complicated, and his face under the moonlight was full of worry and solemnity: "Why do you think he hopes more than us to rescue Tony?"

"the reason is simple."

Frank patted him on the shoulder, and said in a deep voice, "That's Tony, there must be a hidden secret hidden in him, something he doesn't want Soul World to get."

"Take a step, take a look."

Steve rubbed his swollen temples, and sighed: "I hope we can go smoothly next time, and there will be no more troubles."