The salted fish of strength supremacy

More and more people were shocked by the explosion. They huddled together and wanted to leave as soon as possible. Fyodor waved his hands at Kiyotaka Ayanokōji, then turned and left, and soon his figure disappeared into the crowd, so... ...Even this kind of situation was expected, did you use the crowd to hinder those who wanted to catch up?

Ayanokōji Kiyotaka glanced at Nakahara Chuya, who didn't know that he was being counted, and then began to avoid the crowd and walk in one direction.

Although Kiyotaka Ayanokōji himself is not a person who likes to participate in any publicity events, but as Dazai Osamu said, if Fyodor wants to make trouble for himself, it will be very annoying. A guy who turns disadvantage into advantage.

The man's eyes with deep malice and his behavior soaked in darkness rendered his whole person thoroughly, a lunatic who did not hesitate to use any means.

It was at this moment that Ayanokōji Kiyotaka realized the difference between Dazai Osamu and Fyodor.

Whether it's a disguise or it's true, Osamu Dazai is undoubtedly on the side of the light. His strategy is for Yokohama, for the detective agency, and for those who need help. A man who couldn't hide his disgust, for him, the destruction of this world was a good thing.

Therefore, it is better for this kind of person to be driven out of Yokohama.

Ayanokōji Kiyotaka had his hands in his pockets, and his golden eyes were full of casualness. Although it was such a strange reason, for now, his and Dazai Osamu's goals were the same.

Fyodor, who was standing in the alley, turned his head slightly. His eyes had dark circles after a sleepless night, which made him even paler and weaker. However, there was an earnestness in those dark purple pupils that was different from the appearance. , like a playful child who sees enough to like a toy.

"It turns out that you are here." Fyodor turned around, "Although I also thought that you would come here, I am still surprised that you were able to come here. Ayanokōji-kun, can you explain to me?"

Ayanokōji Kiyotaka looked at him, "What is your purpose?"

"Oh? Don't you answer the question?" Fyodor sighed, "The purpose, actually I don't have any purpose, it's just that the gift you gave me is too big and expensive. I think it's better to return such an expensive gift to you."

"Think whose fault it is."

"Could it be me? Is Ayanokōji-kun joking with me?" Fyodor laughed lowly, covering the corner of his mouth, "If you didn't tell Dazai-kun the news of my arrival at the beginning, then Nothing will happen, according to this logic, Ayanokouji-kun."

"It's all your fault."

Ayanokōji Kiyotaka felt dissatisfied for a long time. He thought he would never feel this way again after breaking away from his father's control. The feeling of suffocation that seemed to be suppressed by thousands of fogs, with an undeniable tone, turned all The truth of breaking all the rules for you to see.

Those nonsensical reasons and logic are not representative.

"Are you angry?" Fyodor narrowed his eyes slightly, and said something incomprehensible with an elegant and slow emphasis, "If you want me to say, there is no need for any existence in this world, everyone is a hopeless existence , they carry sins that cannot be redeemed, but, Ayanokouji-kun, only you are different."

Ayanokōji Kiyotaka stared at him without blinking.

"You who don't have any special abilities but can stand out from the sinful abilities of special abilities..." Fyodor said, "Please let me invite you again, Ayanokouji-kun, do you want to cooperate with me?"

What he said was true, whether he believed that this world was unnecessary or that all people were hopelessly sinful.

Ayanokōji Kiyotaka lowered his head slightly. Fyodor really wanted to destroy this world, or destroy all the supernatural beings. He didn’t understand why this person hated supernatural powers, but he undoubtedly had no supernatural powers. The identity of the author made him take a high look.

But this high opinion is actually only for the purpose of taking advantage of, and nothing can be imprinted in those eyes.

Some only belong to his own crazy fairy tale.

"I hate people using me." Ayanokōji Kiyotaka said, his voice was very calm, as if Fyodor's free speech just now did not exist, "After all, the so-called use means bondage, and I am a free person. I want to live freely, so..."

Ayanokōji Kiyotaka's eyes were cold and piercing, "So, can I ask you to get out?"

The scene was quite quiet, only the faint sound of the wind could be heard. Fyodor looked at Ayanokōji Kiyotaka, as if surprised by his unceremonious words, and then Fyodor sighed slightly.

"It seems that Ayanokouji-kun is unwilling to cooperate with me, what a pity."

Taking a sudden step back, a bullet hit Ayanokōji Kiyotaka's feet, he looked up at the tall building not far away, and a slight reflection could be seen in the sunlight.

"Oh? Avoid?" Fyodor's eyes lit up, "Although I didn't plan to hit important places at the beginning, I didn't expect Ayanokouji-kun to be more powerful than I imagined. Not only can he give me gifts , you can still dodge the bullets of the sniper in this situation, Ayanokouji-kun, you are really a treasure."

Ayanokouji Kiyotaka tried to take another step, and the ambushing sniper sent another bullet to Ayanokouji Kiyotaka.

"Then, Ayanokouji-kun, goodbye."

Ayanokōji Kiyotaka stood quietly on the spot, he didn't even take a breath, he looked like a puppet without any expression, but if you look closely at his eyes, you will find that this person's calm is only because he has done Well fully prepared.

"After all, I am not a lonely brave man who came alone without any preparation."

Fyodor froze for a moment, he turned to look at Ayanokōji Kiyotaka, "You..."

The bullet was fired again, but this time it didn't hit Ayanokoji Kiyotaka's feet, but floated in the air. Fyodor looked at the faint orange-red ability on the bullet.

"Ah! It's Gravity."

"You bastard who randomly planted bombs in civilian areas!" Zhong Yuanzhong also fell from the alley next to him, his eyes were fierce, "Go to hell!"

Fyodor turned and ran, and at the same time the sniper overhead began to shoot continuously.

"Tch!" Zhongyuan Zhong also looked up at the tall building, and the bullets he fired were floating around him, "Since it is your own, then enjoy it yourself!"

The bullets floating around Zhongye in the Central Plains shot out in an instant. Under the control of gravity, the bullets shot out with an unimaginable terrifying speed. In just a split second, the offensive was completely reversed. This is the strongest fighter belonging to the port mafia. With the strength of power, no one can parry the attack when caught off guard.

But... something seemed wrong, why Fyodor didn't care at all, even though he turned around and fled, the smile on his face never disappeared.

Is that the sniper's problem?

With a bang, the moment the bullet hit the sniper, a violent explosion exploded from under his feet. Kiyotaka Ayanokouji took two steps back. He couldn't tell the direction in the thick smoke, not to mention the collapsed stones. After all, Xiaolu Qinglong is still an ordinary person, and there is no way to turn the tide at this dangerous moment.

The fallen stone floated in the air, and someone grabbed his wrist out of thin air. Nakahara Nakahara pulled Ayanokōji Kiyotaka out of the ruins and threw him in a safe place. Nakahara Nakahara looked at the ruins and gritted his teeth.

"Damn, let him run away again."

"I should have thought about what I would do if Mr. Zhongyuan blocked me." Ayanokōji Kiyotaka patted the dust off his body, "Thank you sir for saving me."

Zhong Yuan also turned his head and frowned slightly, "You know me?"

"Mr. Dazai mentioned you." Ayanokōji Kiyotaka moved out of Dazai's mountain without changing his face.

"Damn! Bastard mackerel!" Zhong Yuanzhong also cursed in a low voice, and then looked at him, "Hey, brat, what's your name?"

Ayanokōji Kiyotaka thought for a while, "Izuku Midoriya."

Nakahara Chuya: ...

How did this person tell such a lie without changing his face?Leaving aside that this guy is the Kiyotaka Ayanokouji whom the boss asked him to contact, and where is there anyone with the surname Lugu?This guy can't make up his name randomly, can he?As nasty as that mackerel.

"Compared to this, I want to know one thing. Why did I go to a strange place last night and face that bastard directly? What does this have to do with you?!"

"I don't know." Ayanokōji Kiyotaka didn't change his face.

Zhong Yuanzhong also pointed at him, and clicked his tongue after a while, "As expected of the person who walked very close to that mackerel."

But compared to Ayanokōji Kiyotaka and Dazai Osamu in front of him, it is obvious that Fyodor's matter is more important. That guy installed a bomb in a civilian area and caused a sensation in Yokohama. What's more coincident is that the bomb attack by Kajii Keijiro just happened Started on a distant train.

Whoever is going to connect the two bombs, and the Port Mafia is a dark organization in its own right.

Although not as intelligent as Dazai, Nakahara is not a fool either.

This time... this scapegoat has to be blamed.

"Damn it." Zhong Yuan Zhong also turned and left, "I need to report to the boss immediately."

Watching Nakahara Chuya leave, Ayanokōji Kiyotaka took two photos of the ruins, and then he swiped his phone to the familiar interface, with a familiar red dot on it, although they couldn't get Fei back in the chaos of the explosion. Odor, but it also means that Fyodor has no time to take care of his own things.

As long as he doesn't change his clothes, the tracker will always be on him.

But Ayanokōji Kiyotaka didn't want to be so cheap on this guy.

When he tapped a control button with his finger, Kiyotaka Ayanokouji pressed it expressionlessly.

"This is a present for you."

On the other side, Fyodor, who was still running, suddenly stopped in his tracks. Just now he seemed to hear a slight mechanical sound, right next to him.

Fyodor, who reacted instantly, hurriedly unbuttoned his coat, but before he could throw it out, the thing exploded in his hands, and Fyodor was directly knocked down by the aftermath of the explosion.

Lying on the ground, Fyodor breathed heavily, his eyes stared at the blue sky and the golden sun among the white clouds, it was so dazzling, just like the eyes of that person...

Getting up slowly from the ground, Fyodor continued to walk forward.

The thing just now is too small, so the explosion power is not great, maybe it can only make him embarrassed, but...

It was so much fun.