Hong Kong black flower

Hagizawa was taught by Guochang Lu Yasuhiko himself, not to say that this person has a lot of fatherly love and a sense of responsibility as a father, mainly because...he is idle and boring.

The textbooks Yasuhiko Kunitō used to enlighten Hagizawa were the various books, newspapers, and financial statements he usually read.

This person is very casual, he talks about where he thinks, he often goes off track when he talks about a topic, and the content of the explanation is naturally piece by piece, and what has been said once will never be said a second time.Not to mention a milk doll, even an adult with a sound mind may not be able to follow his train of thought.If he encounters some technical terms, this person doesn't bother to mention them at all. In his eyes, the concept of these things is the same as drinking water when thirsty and eating when hungry, and there is no need for explanation at all.

But Hagizawa Joe was just a milk baby at that time, he was not born with the memory of his previous life, nor was he born a child prodigy, so naturally he was confused and very difficult.

However, he would not interrupt Guochang Lu Jingyan with a question rashly, because once the topic was interrupted, Guochang Lu Jingyan would not continue the previous topic.

What Yasuhiko Kunicō said was rich in content and in-depth. Rather than simply explaining it with a simple noun, Ryo Hagizawa felt that it was not as cost-effective as listening to his father's lecture.

So the child relied on his own memory to secretly write down the things he didn't understand. After Guochang Lu Jingyan's one-day teaching was over, he asked the dumb uncle to take him to the study to find the answers one by one, and on this basis, deepened his understanding. Understand what Guochang Lu Jingyan taught today.

Hagizawa Ryo's memory, which Mori Ogai rated as "perverted", is naturally due to his talent, but it is also indispensable for him to practice repeatedly when he was young.

It should be said that he is really his son. Under such extremely unreliable teaching, Hagizawa Joe quickly absorbed and digested the knowledge his father instilled in him like a sponge absorbing water, and grew healthy (?) every day. growing.

When Joe Hagizawa was four years old, the number of people visiting his house suddenly increased.However, Guochang Lu Yasuhiko did not see everyone, or in other words, there were very few people who could see him, and Joe Hagizawa never showed his face in front of those people.

Not long after that, on an ordinary afternoon, Guochang Lu Jingyan took his son to play a number game that only their father and son could understand.

When Hagizawa was five years old, he met Guo Changlu Dajue.

At that time, Guochang Lu Dajue and Guochang Lu Yasuhiko were talking in a tea house. Hagizawa Ryo was reading well in his room, but was hugged in front of them by a servant who often came to him on weekdays.

Guochang Lu Dajue just glanced at Hagizawa Ryo, and then proposed to Guochang Lu Yasuhiko that he wanted to take the child away, but the latter refused.

Moreover, this person's attitude was extremely arrogant, he sneered and said, "I knew that you had a lot of trash under your command, but I didn't expect that it's even worse now that even a baby with a baby can be a treasure for you."

Guochang Lu Dajue was calm, as if he had never heard such a bad word, he didn't even frown.

Not long after, Guochang Lu Dajue left.But before he left, he left a note for Hagizawa Joe.

Guochang Lu Jingyan knew what was written on the note without even looking at it, sneered, and mocked that "Feishiyuan" was really deserted.But he didn't stop the servant from handing the note to Joe Hagizawa.

As Yasuhiko Changlu expected, Hagizawa didn't answer at all, just glanced at it lightly, and then turned back to continue playing with his own Kendama.The servant who handed the note was extremely embarrassed, neither stretching out his hand nor withdrawing his hand.

It was Guochang Lu Jingyan who spoke and asked him to throw the note into the unfinished tea. The handwriting on it was soaked in water and smudged into one piece, and soon the content on it could not be seen clearly.In the end, of course, the other servants who took away the tea set were thrown into the trash can.

The next day, the servant who was carrying Hagizawa Ryo to see Dajue on Guochang Road was found nailed to death on the trunk of a weeping cherry tree in the courtyard.

When he was discovered, the man's limbs were twisted, his tendons were broken, and his death was miserable, but his face was calm, as if he had fallen asleep.

The land under his feet and the scattered cherry blossom petals were soaked in a large amount of blood, and after the blood solidified, it turned red to black.Clusters of lush cherry blossoms bloomed around him, and the wind blew, and the pink and white delicate petals fell profusely, like a rain of cherry blossoms.

The little boy Hagizawa with five short stature let "Da Da Da" pass under the tree chasing the rolling handball. Guo Changlu Yasuhiko walked slowly behind him with his sleeves wrapped around, and the father and son followed behind three or five servants—almost all these years Wherever Guochang Lu Jingyan went, they followed him every step of the way, for fear that he would escape or encounter any accidents.

Joe Hagizawa finally caught up with the handball, bent down to hug it, and raised his head, belatedly noticing the corpse nailed to the tree.

Guochang Lu Jingyan walked to his side, bent down, put one hand on his shoulder, looked at the corpse nailed to the tree with him, and asked softly in his ear: "Are the cherry blossoms beautiful?"

Hagizawa nodded first, and then added in a serious and childlike voice: "Plum blossoms are more beautiful."

Guochang Lu Jingyan laughed, saying that he is really childish and likes brightly colored things.

When Hagizawajo was six years old, Yasuhiko Kunitachi was taken away by the combat department of "Feishiin"—because they always wore rabbit masks uniformly, they were also called "rabbits" by the outside world.

That night, those more than 20 domestic servants who came to the countryside of Yokohama with him also left with them.

Immediately after the next morning, as soon as Hagisawa Joe and Hagisawa Kukana woke up, they were kicked out by Hagisawa, a dumb servant who was holding a letter written by Yasuhiko Kokichiro, who did not know when he wrote the letter. out of the house and thrown into the dirty, chaotic and filthy Yokohama slums.

There is no airport in Yokohama, so Hagizawa asked them to take a car to Haneda Airport in Tokyo first, and then fly to New York.

The travel time happened to be the weekend, and they were worried about traffic jams on the road, so they left early.However, except for a small traffic jam when we arrived near the airport, the road conditions along the way were pretty good. It was around three o'clock in the afternoon when we arrived at Haneda Airport.

They bought tickets for 06:30 in the afternoon, which was earlier than the boarding time.

As soon as Hagizawa found a seat and sat down, he heard a pleasant music box melody not far away, which was not very clear in the bustling waiting area with people coming and going.

He turned his head to look for it, and found that not far from them, a stylishly dressed woman was shaking the music box in her hand at a constant speed, coaxing a baby who looked like she had just cried.

The corners of the little baby's eyes were red, and his eyes were like washed black grapes, clean and clear, and beautiful.And he was staring intently at the music box in the woman's hand at the moment, quietly, all his attention was attracted to it.

The young couple with the baby breathed a sigh of relief as if they had been saved, and talked to the woman gratefully.

Although the conversation between them cannot be heard at this distance, the mouth shapes are not difficult to distinguish, so they can almost know that it is nothing more than expressing gratitude.

Hagizawa Joe leaned on the back of the chair and watched, smiling with crooked eyebrows.

Miura Masahiro glanced at it, and couldn't help thinking, his young boss really likes the melody of the music box... Look at that fascinated appearance, it's almost the same as that little baby, quite cute?

...Wait, why did he have such a horrible idea? ? ?Has he forgotten the fear of being dominated by a boss like black mud so quickly?

Miura Masahiro was startled by his own thoughts, and quickly shook his head, shaking out the horrifying thoughts in his mind.

"What's wrong?" Guangjin Liulang cast a puzzled look at him.

"No...it's nothing." Masahiro Miura shook his head.

At this time, Hagizawa Joe's soft voice came from beside him: "Mr. Miura?"

"Yes!" Masahiro Miura, who was called out suddenly, trembled all over and almost bit his tongue.

Hagizawa turned his head and gave him a surprised look, as if he didn't know why he was so excited.

"..." Masahiro Miura lowered his head and said bravely, "Do you have any orders, Mr. Hagizawa?"

Hagizawa tilted his head and said, "I want to eat ice cream."

"……"That's it?

Hagizawa Joe: "Are you thinking of something strange?"

Masahiro Miura: "No! Please wait a moment, I'll go buy it right away!"

After Miura Masahiro finished speaking, he lifted his foot and left.

Hagizawa leaned on the back of the chair, looked at his back in a hurry, and couldn't help muttering: "I haven't said what flavor I want to eat..."

Guangjin Liulang shook his head, Miura Masahiro was still a little off, not steady enough...

Hagizawa put his hands on his sides, swayed his calves back and forth, and waited happily for his ice cream.

Guangjin Liulang sat on the left side of him, dedicated to being a quiet and dedicated bodyguard and thug-although it didn't look like it on the surface.

At this time, the woman who had just coaxed the baby with a music box was wearing sunglasses and pushing a luggage trolley, passing by them, and her high-heeled shoes made a crisp sound of "da da da" when they stepped on the floor.

With his right hand covered by his body, Hagizawa made several gestures quickly and covertly.

The woman's fingers on the trolley tapped the handrail twice unintentionally, and her feet kept leaving the area.

How timid~

Could it be that he was psychologically shadowed by that man Guochang Lu Jingyan?Hmm... But it's okay, take your time, anyway, there is still a long time to deal in the future.

Hagizawa lowered his eyes, and the smile on his mouth did not change.

After a thirteen-hour flight journey, at 06:30 pm local time, the three of Hagizawa finally arrived in New York, USA.

As soon as he got off the plane, Hagizawa Joe, with pale lips and throbbing temples, stretched out his hand to Masahiro Miura without hesitation. For children - hold it up and make it an emotionless means of transportation.

The Port Mafia also has a company on the New York side, which was established when it was the leader.

It's just that the clerk who was sent here unfortunately caught up with the bad times. At that time, the whole of Yokohama was shrouded in the bloody tyranny of the previous leader, and the port mafia was busy bringing fear to the city and becoming a new leader. How can the protagonist of a story about a child crying at night care about the operation and development of an overseas company?So just put aside the company that is far away in the Pacific Ocean and ignore it.

Fortunately, this company is legally registered, and the business it conducts has nothing to do with the underground world. Although it was thrown aside by the Yokohama headquarters, the clerks sent here are all excellent, so after all these years, they can barely Get a firm foothold here in New York.

The people in the company worked hard for this enterprise, and finally got on the right track, and encountered civil turmoil in the port mafia's new election.

Standing in line has been a very embarrassing thing since ancient times.If you follow the right boss, you will ascend to heaven alone; if you follow the wrong boss, you will not know how you will die in the end.

They were afraid of being drawn into this vortex, so they were as quiet as quails at the very beginning.Even if Mori Ogai took the position of leader, he pretended not to know, anyway, there was no energy to manage them for a while.

Until half a year ago, Mori Ogai wiped out all the members of the former leader's faction, and also took the opportunity to clean up those who appeared under various banners to rebel against the leader's faction, and completely secured the position of leader. The port mafia was also led by him Freshen up.Seeing that the dust had settled, the talents of the American company breathed a sigh of relief. They didn't need Mori Ogai to speak, and they took the initiative to contact the headquarters.

Of course Mori Ogai knew that they were smart people, and they had never been involved in the civil strife of the port mafia from the beginning to the end, and only focused on running the company—in fact, they were concentrating on making money for the port mafia.Although contacting him now is a bit of an afterthought, but it is easy to add flowers to the cake, but it is difficult to give charcoal in the snow. If you don't intervene, you will be of great help to him. Making money for him has never caused him trouble, and Mori Ogai is too happy.

So after listening to their report, Mori Ogai waved his hand and decided that the company in the United States will continue to operate as usual, and he will not intervene rashly.

The people in the American company just let go of their high-hanging hearts, but they didn't expect that half a year later, the big boss Mori Ogai contacted them suddenly, saying that the headquarters would send a very good member to help them do a good job preparation.

The mouth of the leader, the deceitful ghost.

While they were making complaints, they felt like "it's finally here".

However, I am anxious, of course the leader's order must be completed, and it must be completed beautifully, so that people can't pick it up wrong.

Those who came didn't know whether it was good or evil. They didn't want to be blamed for neglecting the leader's order if they found out some faults.What will happen to those who betray the port mafia, just look at those who were wiped out half a year ago.Now the headquarters is free, they don't want to use their personal safety to test the bottom line of the port mafia.

The car arranged by the American company stopped in front of the airport, and according to the information given by the headquarters, they found the person who asked them to pick them up after a while.only……

Is the person in charge really a child?

The clerk sitting in the driver's seat looked at the sullen boy who was being carried out of the airport, and the expression on his face couldn't be maintained.

Just at this time, his cell phone rang.When I saw the call notification, it turned out to be the landline of the chief's office.

His heart tightened, and he quickly connected.

"leader?"

Mori Ogai on the opposite side gave some instructions, and he replied respectfully. After the boy got into the car, he handed over the phone in his hand.

When the boy got into the car, his face was not very good-looking, his brows were tightly frowned, but it didn't look like he was unhappy, but purely physical.

However, when he answered the phone, he was really unhappy.

Even though they couldn't see it on the phone, this kid actually showed such an impatient look towards their big boss. He was the leader of the port mafia... Is it because a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers?However, the two people who followed him didn't show any abnormality, and they seemed to be familiar with it.

...What is the background of this child?

The man watched from the rearview mirror curiously, and the next second, he was almost choked by the words that the boy said.

"If I remember correctly, it should be less than six in the morning in Yokohama? Don't worry, I didn't elope with your [-] million dollars!"

Mori Ogai called early in the morning, of course not to confirm whether Hagizawa had eloped with [-] million dollars.

As for Hagizawa, who was exhausted from the long-distance flight and airsick, he was a little mentally unwell and irritable, so he naturally said those words without thinking.

Now that he has slowed down and calmed down a little, he apologized to Mori Ogai who was angered, and talked about the business in a serious manner.

"Huh? Assassination?"

The clerk who has been engaged in serious business for these years suddenly felt his scalp tingle, and cold sweat oozed from his forehead.Abandoned by the headquarters for several years, he almost forgot what the port mafia usually comes into contact with.

"Just last night...where?...Upper East Side?"

Hagizawa squeezed the center of his brows, and slowly exhaled, "Tsk, I wanted to get in touch with him..."

"Well, I see, so that's it for now, and I'll contact Dr. Sen tomorrow."

Hagizawa asked to hang up the phone, leaned back on the back of the chair, closed his eyes, and passed the phone to Masahiro Miura who fastened the seat belt for him, and asked him to return it to the clerk in the driver's seat.

The luggage was put into the trunk, Miura Masahiro sat in the co-pilot's seat, and Hirotsu Yanagi sat next to Hagizawa Joe.

The vehicle started and drove away from Kennedy International Airport smoothly.

It was very quiet in the car along the way.

The clerk was originally planning to have a chat with his colleagues from the headquarters, but the details revealed in the phone call just now made him stop thinking about it.

The boy dared to shake the face of their big boss, let alone a small clerk.And it was obvious that they didn't come to New York purely for business, so it was better for him to act as a saw-jawed gourd in peace, not to ask or say anything, and to try his best to cooperate with their actions.

At the intersection, the clerk stopped the car and waited for the red light.

However, at this moment, an accident suddenly happened!

A black car didn't care about the red light in front of it, and rushed straight forward!

This was originally none of Hagisawa's business, but who would have thought that a person would suddenly fall from the sky and step on their car roof with a "boom", causing Hagisawa, who was dancing non-stop near his temple, to suddenly open his eyes.

Hirotsu Liulang's eyes sharpened, and he immediately protected Hagizawa Joe beside him, and was ready to jump off the car.

"Hey - stop for me!"

Um?Italian?

Hagizawa raised his eyebrows, and pressed Hirotsu Yanagi's hand to untie his seat belt.

Sure enough, as he expected, the target of the man on the roof was not them at all.

The people who stepped on the roof of their car roared loudly, and jumped from the roof of their car to the roof of another car in the next second. After a few ups and downs, they chased the car that ran the red light and left.

The man was dressed in a pure black combat uniform and held a long sword. During the gallop, a head of conspicuous silver long hair fluttered in the air, and finally turned into a white phantom, disappearing from the sight of Joe Hagizawa and others.

The author has something to say: I was used to adding three chapters, but it was not suitable to split it anywhere, so I made it into two chapters. Anyway, ten thousand words are enough.

The weekend is over, and my draft box is deflated again. Let's add more next weekend.

感谢在2020-04-1022:00:00~2020-04-1122:00:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Wuyi is very helpless, and there is one egret in the night talk;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：乌伊很无奈91瓶；烟雨葬云中38瓶；扇语罄岚、苏寻10瓶；九州、离思芩5瓶；茶、森林太郎、柠1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!