Every time I go home my wife is in a different world

It is not difficult to control supernatural abilities, but it is rare to be so precise.

The room suddenly burst into flames, mixed with some flashes.Two long-range supernatural powers fought, and there was a lot of movement. The walls and windows immediately became riddled with holes, and the footsteps and guns and weapons were getting closer and closer.

The opponent could only run around on the ground. Professor Lan Bo, who had occupied the air supremacy as soon as he came up, played with him for a while, listening to the movement and estimating that the heads to be left behind basically rushed over before teleporting again. She appeared On the opponent's side, press the opponent's shoulder with one hand to control the movement, and then a subspace bomb hits the abdomen of the fire-type supernatural ability user, and immediately binds the person who fell into a coma due to severe pain and throws it into the main space.

After the fight started, the leader of the group, who was stunned by this magical style of painting, reacted, collapsed on the ground and moved back like a poor little boy: "You... what do you want? Banknotes, gold, and goods, Everything you need, PortMafia asked you to come, I can also hand over the route and dock, let me go, let me take what you want here, let me go!!!”

At the moment of life and death, he finally showed a little more sincerity.

"Oh? In this way, I don't need to kill you..." The felony drug trafficking crime deserves death, so she doesn't need to stare at it deliberately.

The hand holding the gun flipped. She picked up a cornflower gem from the table and put it in front of her. She felt that the color was quite satisfactory, so she stuffed it into her pocket.

"Master, please feel wronged."

Anyway, you will be more wronged later, and you have to suffer if you don’t accept it.

The long-haired "man" didn't even bother to use any moves against this guy. He raised his hands to shield the space from the sudden bullets, and pierced into his back with a hand knife to harvest a new rice dumpling and throw it into the space neatly. "He" randomly selected a rapid-fire roll from the arsenal that popped up on the opponent's desktop to avoid the rain of bullets pouring through the door, and released a subspace with his backhand to wrap the entire villa and trap everyone in the space——

Facing the dark crowd of people rushing into the room, the professor smiled as if he was asking a question in class: "Hey, everyone, there is only one question...Good things come in threes, let me pick another lucky audience..." Sure enough, she picked a gun at random. The weak chicken that couldn't be held steadily was dragged to the side, raised his hand with a wicked smile and shot at the ammunition hidden in this room, one in the subspace counts as one, don't even try to run away, let me go to hell together go...

The policemen blocking the various escape routes waited anxiously. Several hours passed, and it was almost dawn, and there was still no movement from the villa that was the center of attention from all parties... What happened inside?

When everyone was worried, the target building in the distance burst and collapsed instantly. The fire was limited to a fixed range by the golden wall embedded with words. Some policemen with good eyes could see them running from the building even if they were standing in the distance The criminals who came out were drawn back into the flames by the flames, and paid for their crimes completely.

"Live, three."

The ghostly man reappeared at some point, and he let go and threw out three core members of the drug cartel who had been tied up and knocked unconscious, including the leader and the person with the supernatural ability, as well as the person in charge of internal accounting.

The policemen who were waiting here swarmed up and dragged the three people down to greet them "well". The person in charge who stayed at the end took off his hat and thanked "Drunken Boat": "Thank you for your generous shot."

"No thanks. I encountered armed violent resistance on the way to clear and suppress, and I had no choice but to kill them. The number of kills matches the list of members of the organization, and all but the three people left behind were destroyed."

He briefly explained the results of his work, waved his hands and turned to leave: "It's just work, killing people is not something that can make people happy."

"Yes!"

The police officer who suddenly realized that he was on the edge of a corner answered loudly behind him, and the man in black disappeared again behind the pale golden flash.

"Mr. Glasses, the task is completed. The three survivors have been handed over to the local police in Yokohama. Remember to ask your people to pick up the person with the supernatural ability." Rimbaud used the subspace to return to the hotel he had booked earlier, changed his clothes and washed off his clothes. Only after smelling blood did he lie comfortably on the bed and call Sakaguchi Heigo.There was a riot on the opposite side, and the voice of the liaison officer collapsed: "Professor, why didn't you say it earlier!"

"Ah...so tired...too tired~ I accidentally forgot it!"

She hugged the pillow and stuck out her tongue, and Mr. Sakaguchi who was opposite immediately changed his tone: "Are you okay? Are you injured? Do you need medical assistance? Where are your coordinates?"

"No, I'm fine. I'll go back to Tokyo in the afternoon after I get some sleep. Don't worry if the child is alone at home."

Even if there is a nanny, there is nothing to worry about.

"So, I understand."

The other party took the initiative to hang up the phone, probably because he was rushed to check the information.As long as it is written on paper, there is nothing that can escape the eyes of Mr. Sakaguchi... Who said that civil servants do not have great energy?Give Mr. Sakaguchi a piece of paper, and he can find all your underwear.

Sighing for a while, she suddenly remembered that she had brought back a kidnapped international student from Fukuoka, and the liaison officer hadn't said how she was... Forget it, there will be no more accidents when I stay with Sakaguchi Heigo, and I will return tomorrow Ask again in Tokyo!

It took me a while to get up and dry my hair lazily. The morning sun shone through the window lattice, and Professor Rimbaud, who had been working overnight, was bathed in the golden light and quickly fell asleep.

In the following days, countless people in Yokohama could not sleep peacefully.

One person, with his own strength, destroyed an organization overnight.

Of course, how much homework this person has done behind the scenes, the comparison of the effective strengths of the two sides, and how many people are supporting him... No one pays attention to this more scientific and rational comparative analysis. The impact of the impact of the number of people compared.

In fact, the only real threat to Rimbaud is the fire-type supernatural power user, and ordinary people come more or less for nothing.

But in the eyes of others, the government has used mysterious cleaners to completely eradicate armed and violent groups that do not follow the rules. He is the real talker in this land.

——The completion of the work of "Zuizhou" is too high, and it is very good at trying to figure out the customer's mind, making the scene of the cleanup look like a firework festival, and the magnificent and magnificent explosion effect can be clearly seen halfway across the bay Chu.

This chicken was killed well and beautifully, which was enough to severely deter the black forces who refused to obey discipline.

As the leader of PortMafia, he must have been unable to sleep these few nights.Anyone who was living a prosperous life suddenly had a sharp knife on his head, and he felt uncomfortable in his heart.The leader is in a bad mood, and the life of his subordinates is naturally even more difficult.

The cadre of the intelligence team has been punished three times for this, each time being heavier than the last, because he failed to dig out the true identity of this "drunk boat". Capable person, black hair, medium build, male gender, nothing else.

"Life is really difficult, isn't it Guan Yijun..." As the person in charge of the medical room, apart from worrying about the health of the leader, other cadres have to take care of him to some extent.

Mori Ogai threw away the last alcohol cotton ball and bandaged the patient's wound tightly, and the cadre who received treatment wiped his face with his uninjured hand: "Isn't it, it's really hard, I don't know when the gust of wind will Only then can it pass... oh, endure it, endure it."

No one dared to say anything, good or bad, about the chief.In this strictly hierarchical underground kingdom, the leader is the supreme existence, and no one is allowed to disobey.

"Okay, it will be fully healed in three or four days. My doctor's suggestion is to rest in bed. As for whether to adopt it or not, it's up to you, Mr. Guanyi."

The doctor rattled away the tools in the enamel box, and the tweezers and knives were rattled by him.

This burst of noise aroused his memories, and the intelligence officer couldn't help laughing at him: "Doctor Sen, your accuracy is really good!"

After get off work, when everyone goes drinking together to bond with each other, his darts will never hit the target. It is probably because of this low force value that he gained the trust of the leader and was able to enter and leave the leader's office.

However, this guy is really smart!

In essence, Dr. Sen, who didn't care what his colleagues thought of him, raised his hand and scratched the back of his head "hahahaha" and laughed twice: "Oh, this, I can't help it. I'm a civil servant, whether it's marksmanship or darts, accuracy is not that important Well."

"That's right, even the doctors have to be dispatched. That's really disqualification for the fighters." The man lying on the hospital bed sighed, and didn't say the last half of the sentence-now PortMafia's fighters may not be able to do so. There are people who repel the "drunk boat", when did the government support such a master, the abominable thing is that they can't even dig out a little bit of information, are the undercover agents lurking in the police system eating nothing!

"Drunken boat"...?This name was occasionally heard by Mori Ogai when he was still hiding business information in the black street.The frequency of this person's dispatch is not high, and the exposure rate is far behind that of the lone swordsman Yinlang, but the tasks that have entered his hands have always been completed, which makes people unable to help being overwhelmed.This person is too cautious and too good at hiding himself, but all his actions are completely rooted out without leaving any future troubles. Even if there is one or two survivors, he will definitely be the kind who will quickly climb to the gallows, and he will not give him half a chance. people stay.

His personal information has always been at the top of the intelligence reward list.

If this kind of talent was brought under his command, one person would be able to withstand so many irritating idiot subordinates... However, he couldn't find out his personal information, which made people sigh.

"That..." The two chatted without saying a word. The door of the medical room was suddenly knocked, and the guard outside raised his head and came in to send a message: "Doctor, the leader wants you to go there. The special envoy of the black organization just left, and the leader is in a bad mood." Not good, be careful."

"Okay, I see, thanks for reminding me."

He probably understood what the other party was going to do by himself, so Mori Ogai stood up and walked out. At the same time, he did not forget to tell the guards to help call his colleague's deputy to take him back to recuperate: "At least one day can't run around on the ground. If the wound bursts, I have to Overtime!" After speaking, he moved to the chief's office under the supervision of other guards.

Calling him over at this time is just to find someone to vent your anger on.

His great chief is old.He has not yet led the organization to the top and is old enough to drive an ambitious person crazy.But it wasn't enough, his madness hadn't touched the bottom line yet, and it wasn't time to replace it with his hands.

After Mr. Sen finished his escape plan, he stood in front of the leader's office and took a breath. The expression on his face became tame and cowardly, which was what the leader most wanted to see on the faces of his subordinates.

The author has something to say: Highlights of this chapter

Miss Rimbaud

habitual strike

but very dedicated

high efficiency

Mr. Sakaguchi

Express agreement

感谢在2019-12-2708:36:07~2019-12-2808:38:28期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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