The Unforgiven from Shinigami
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District 58, Great Stone Village.
This place was once a peaceful village, but ever since the Shinigami left, outlaws from the Outer Rukongai have flooded in, along with the threat from Hollows.
Those who could leave have left; those who couldn't leave have died.
The village was thus abandoned.
About ten days ago, someone took a liking to this place and started holding a temporary street market.
As for who is the manager behind the temporary market?
The participants in District 58 weren't interested in figuring things out; all they needed to know was that they could bring their unwanted items here to exchange for the items they did need.
The market was an open-air space, surrounded by a fence, with bright sunlight streaming onto the road.
A man was holding a knife, yawning, with a straw mat casually spread out in front of him, on which was a large pile of purple, round fruits.
With the fall of District 58, land and population were divided up in repeated battles.
When a man seizes territory by force, he finds plenty of fruit and wants to exchange it for other goods to make his life more comfortable.
His gaze wasn't that of someone doing business; it was cold, menacing, sweeping over the people in the market, hoping someone would take a liking to the fruit.
Otherwise, he would have to carry this big basket around, bartering for other things, which would be very troublesome.
A person leaped over the fence surrounding the market, and the moment they landed, the eyes of the people at the stalls on both sides of the market were drawn to them.
"A white haori... that's... the captain? No, that can't be..."
People in the market whispered among themselves, and the stall owners stopped doing business and stood up, staring at the petite figure.
Their gazes immediately turned strange.
If you were to ask who the people of Outer Rukongai hate the most, it would undoubtedly be the Shinigami.
If I had to pick my favorite thing, it would be the Zanpakuto at the Shinigami's waist.
They looked at Soi Fon, who wasn't very tall and could even be described as a girl, with burning eyes.
Maybe this captain isn't very strong...
One of them licked his lips, his hand unconsciously reaching for the hilt of his knife. His eyes swept around, checking if anyone wanted to be the first to stick their neck out.
Soi Fon, with her hands behind her back, slowly took a step forward, releasing her Reiatsu outwards. The oppressive feeling rippled through the entire city like concentric circles.
At the same time, Reiatsu, strong enough for them to perceive, also emanated from the northwest and southwest directions.
"Hmm... this guy really is the captain." "Why is the Shinigami's captain here?" "The rumors that the Shinigami is going to reclaim lost territory are true."
"Damn it, my good days haven't even lasted a few days!"
Unwilling to give up, the man roared, forcefully breaking free from the oppressive Reiatsu. He strode through the crowd, shouting, "Don't be afraid! There are too many of us! Kill her!"
Soi Fon raised its head.
The opponent was a very tall and strong man, not as tall as Jidanbō, but still over four meters tall, with solid muscles all over his body, and holding a long stick made of iron.
He was extremely fierce, and as he spoke, he slammed his stick down hard, creating a sharp whistling sound in the air.
Those around him beamed with joy.
The man was a renowned hero of the Outer Rukongai, whose most outstanding achievement was encountering and annihilating a group of Hollows head-on.
It's important to know that it takes a whole group of Shinigami to defeat the Hollow Group.
Yet, the strength of a single blow from a man's staff is enough to annihilate twenty Hollows, and he was even invited by the Seireitei to guard the gate.
He refused outright.
He just wanted to live a free and unrestrained life in the Outer Rukongai.
Soi Fon raised her hand and caught the powerful attack.
The sharp sonic boom disappeared, and the long stick was grasped by a small hand. She said with a hint of defiance, "What? Keep going?"
"You shorty!" The man's face flushed red, and he unleashed his Reiatsu to its limit, like waves crashing one after another.
Soi Fon Fong exerted sudden force, causing the entire long rod to shatter. The man's genitals dilated, and the broken pieces of the rod were driven into his strong muscles, causing blood to splatter everywhere.
The man fell backward, kicking up a cloud of dust.
The onlookers gasped in shock; the renowned hero of Outer Rukongai had been defeated so easily.
Soi Fon leaped onto the man's chest, her foot landing on a wound. The pain jolted him, and he let out a piercing wail, "Aaaaaah!"
"If you don't want to die, answer my question obediently: Has anyone in the Outer Rukongai been recruiting troops recently, intending to launch an attack on the Seireitei?"
Soi Fon lowered her head to ask, her delicate, palm-sized face full of indifference, her small feet still twisting incessantly, blood quickly staining her cloth shoes red.
"I'll talk, I'll talk!" the man shouted, unable to hold back any longer.
The survival rule in Outer Rukongai is to be disloyal, betray your brothers, and never fight head-on when you should be a coward.
Soi Fon, knowing the nature of these stray dogs, stopped trampling. Her pent-up frustration from the past few days was somewhat released. She said, "Speak."
"On the 13th, I heard that a group of people wanted to recruit members to fight against the Seireitei, I think it was a former captain or something."
"Where are they?" Soi Fon pressed down harder on her feet.
The man, sweating profusely from the pain, cried out, "I don't know! I'm not interested in that kind of thing, and that person didn't tell me the address."
Who is that person?
"Someone I bumped into on the street."
You dare to lie again?
Soi Fon raised an eyebrow. Regardless of whether the book was true or false, a set of tortures would make it clear, and it would also intimidate the onlookers, making it easier to interrogate the next person.
She began to subject him to cruel torture.
"Ahhh."
At first, people could still hear the man's energetic screams, as well as his forceful pleas for mercy and curses. Gradually, the sounds became very low, until they disappeared completely.
Soi Fon shook the blood off her hands and looked at the others.
"Damn it, it's better to fight fair and square than to die such a painful death!" "Yeah, brothers, let's go!"
To survive in the Outer Rukongai, the most important condition is having the courage to risk their lives; they don't want to end up like the men.
The crowd was indignant.
The next second, they each turned and ran, as if they had planned it. They looked at each other, cursing each other for being cowards, but their feet didn't stop.
With so many people, if they split up and run, one or two will surely escape.
However, they underestimated Soi Fon's Shunpo speed.
Although Soi Fon's individual strength isn't among the top in the team, her Shunpo speed is still quite impressive.
In a Shunpo, she seemed to split into dozens of people, intercepting them from different directions, kicking them one by one and huddling them together.
They huddled together again, blocking the street. Soi Fon stood on the roof and said coldly, "If I don't get the answer I want, you will all die!"
Tell me the specific time and place for recruiting troops.
"I don't know." "Me neither." "Please, please let me go, I have an elderly mother to support."
"Alright, I'll start with you." Soi Fon used a Shunpo to bring up the man who said he had an elderly mother. If someone has family, they'll only tell the truth under torture.
"You'd better tell me the truth: where are Shinji Hirako and the others?"