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Because the building of the port Mafia collapsed, half of the reason was Gaitia. When Fujimaru Tatsuka paid the money, he glared at the magic formula several times.

That expression is a bit like looking at the child who is not good at home, playing with a pressure cooker and piercing the neighbor's house next door.

Sen Ou pretended to exchange some pleasantries, but he was not polite at all when he collected the money!

Thinking of this, Fujimaru Tateka became even more angry, not only Gaitia, but also Merlin should be blamed for this.

The magical hand was wrapped into a steamed bun by him, and it was difficult to move when eating. After he noticed this, he suddenly remembered the pile of shrimps Gaitia fed him when his left hand was handicapped.

In order to eat the shrimps floating in the air, he felt that he had achieved lion dance specialization on the spot.

Bright red eyes glanced at the spoon in front of him, seeing that he didn't speak, Fujimaru Tatsuka enlightened in a good mood: "Open your mouth."

The spoonful of watermelon was red mixed with white, and it was obviously buckled from the edge. Gaitia didn't even need to think about it, Fujimaru Tachika must have done it on purpose.

He raised his eyes and met a pair of blue pupils full of encouragement. Suddenly, as if he was aroused to win, Getia obeyed what he said, and leaned over to eat the spoon.

As a result, Fujimaru Tachika twitched suddenly, and the half-fleshed, half-skinned watermelon turned in the direction of the force, which was the opposite of the magic mouth. At the same time, the other hand picked up a new spoon and quickly plucked off the most central piece , ready to eat the watermelon without paying attention.

It had long been expected that he would open up the plank road and secretly hide Chen Cang, Gaitia reached out without even raising his eyelids, and just caught Fujimaru Tatsuka's hand that was trying to take Guaxin away, and then, under the almost murderous eyes of the young man, he leisurely grabbed and chewed Chewed.

As if this was not enough, Getia raised one corner of his mouth and emphasized heavily: "Sweet."

Fujimaru Rika:  …

Although he was cheated, Nakahara didn't completely dislike Kami Fujimaru Tachika and the others because of this. On the contrary, he felt much more comfortable after a fight, so he didn't intend to argue with Fujimaru Tachika about it.

Of course, talk to Merlina separately.

"Sorry, I haven't found out who fired that shot for the time being." Zhong Yuanzhong also put a stack of bullet test materials in front of the young man, his tone a bit heavy.

The incident happened suddenly, and no one expected that someone would sniper in the midst of the battle. If Gaetia hadn't blocked that move, Fujimaru Tachika would have died on the spot.

"It's okay, don't take it to heart, since the results of the ballistic test have come out, then it's not someone from within you." Fujimaru Tachika replied.

He opened his mouth, but said nothing.

After questioning by Koyo Ozaki, those people will definitely not tell lies, so who is the person who shot?In Yokohama, where the forces are intricate, it is really intriguing.

"I remember you came to find someone, right?" Nakahara Chuya turned around and asked, "Did you find it?"

"perhaps."

What kind of answer is this? The corner of the orange-haired youth's mouth twitched: "Then why don't you hurry up and find someone, what kind of publishing house should you open?"

"Wrong, Mr. Zhongye! The publishing house is the first step in finding someone. Think about it, printing missing person notices is also much more convenient? It's all at cost price!"

Being surrounded by Fujimaru Tachika, Nakahara thought about it.

It seems... is it true?

Getia snorted coldly beside him: "Have you ever seen someone buy a greenhouse before eating watermelon?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also thought about it, and felt that it made sense. If he wanted to eat a stewed turtle, he had to raise it from a young age, and he might have sent himself away before he could grow up to the size of stewed tortoise.

"You can't say that," Fujimaru Tateka discussed with Gaitia seriously, "The value of the publishing house is different from that of watermelon, and there is still follow-up value."

Nakahara Chuya: "It makes sense..."

Gaitia: "This value is only based on your human judgment. Even if it is a watermelon, if it is mummified and buried for thousands of years, people will flock to it because of its so-called value."

Nakahara Chuya's mind began to empty: "It makes sense..."

Fujimaru Tachika was not convinced: "Can you show me a watermelon mummy? Ozymandias didn't even dare to say that he could make a watermelon mummy. His mummy is still flying in the sky for exhibition!"

"A mere mummy can't do it, let alone others? Claiming to be omnipotent on the ground seems to be nothing more than empty talk."

"Stop, stop, wait, wait a minute!" The orange-haired young man caught in the middle gradually couldn't keep up with their rhythm, and his head was very confused. "Didn't you mean to find someone, why has it already involved Pharaoh?"

After speaking, he saw that the red and blue eyes were filled with the same emotion.

Chuya Zhongyuan: The door is over there, either you go or I go.

Fujimaru Tachika couldn't help remembering that Merlin used an analogy when describing Nakahara Chuya, saying that he was Bedivere in the port mafia, and now it is true.

But he wouldn't bully Bedivere, he dared to swear to God, it was simply because the way Zhongyuan Zhongye listened to them carefully was so cute.

Then, Zhong Yuan invited him to the training room, and the two of them had a good time with pure body skills.

Gaitia watched the whole process, and ate half of the bucket of soy sauce senbei. The three demon pillars watched him eagerly from the shadow.

The sound of gnawing came from the end, and for the first time in his life, Tonghuaju fell into the contemplation that Demon God Pillar had a mouth. This contemplation even made him fail to stop Nakahara Chuya from inviting Fujimaru Tachika to drink in time.

Chuya Zhongya's home has a lot of red wine, most of which are of great value. Gaitia thought that since he collects wine, he shouldn't...

"Ahhh, one day I'll let that bastard say in front of me, Lord Chuya, that I'm your dog!"

Next to him, Fujimaru Tachika returned drunkenly: "Wow!"

"Right, that is it!"

Fujimaru Tachika raised her hands and called frantically: "Chuya-sama! Chuya-sama is the strongest, please give me a [-]% discount on the compensation! It's not easy for me to support my family, it's really too difficult for me blablabla..."

He was thinking about it, and Zhong Yuanzhong also jumped on the table and laughed a few times, then rushed out the door, holding the wine bottle as a phone, and didn't want to hook the door with his foot to shut himself out.

Getia: ...

After watching the magic formula, I was speechless for a while, and felt that the two wines were really on the same level.

It is true that like a pillar gathers like a feather, and people gather together like a crowd.

The living room gradually quieted down. After the procedure of sobering up, the red wine gradually exuded the aroma of fruit and wood that I had collected for a long time. At this time, it was as soft as a valuable tapestry to the bone, and it was like a vine full of flowers, entangled in the space Everywhere, refused to leave.

Without Nakahara Chuya's tossing, Fujimaru Tateka was tired of thinking about it, and would lie on the sofa, with black hair drooping, eyes slightly squinted, without focus, like a cute milk dog with ears hanging down look.

The magic formula will no longer be fooled by his appearance!

But it's not bad to tease the dog.

"Fujimaru Tachika." Gaitia deliberately stretched out his bandaged hand in front of the young man. The distance and angle were just right, so that he could withdraw his hand a second before being bitten, and stop the loss in time.

I have experienced so many times before, and I have been able to sum up the experience.Unknowingly, there are a lot of useless things like this in the circuit, but the magic formula has no plan to clean it up.

Unexpectedly, Fujimaru Tachika was not attracted by his mantou hand, but stretched out his left hand, using his index finger and middle finger as the legs of a villain, and walked childishly on Gaitia's mantou hand.

It was not obvious when the gauze was separated, until the young man's fingertips stepped across the white desert, came to the brown mountain, and trekked along the golden-red river, the wobbly and indistinct weight reminded Gaitia of Merry Even the laurel branches, the fine flowers will nod to the moon at that time.

He has seen such a scene from afar, but he has never lowered his head to smell it.

The magic formula retracted the distance between himself and humans, allowing Fujimaru Tateka's outstretched hand to continue to move forward for a certain distance, but the golden and red lines were cut off, and it was hidden under the clothes, integrating with modern civilization.

The young man froze for a while, showing an extremely confused expression.It's like the moment when a raccoon washing marshmallows finds that the food has disappeared into the water, the feeling of bewilderment and bewilderment.

Driven by the magic power, the bandage undid the bondage imposed on the beast of mercy by itself, and fell to the ground.At this point, Getia's palm can finally hold Fujimaru Tatsuka's arm realistically. Unlike the young man's forward exploration, he retreats, from the elbow joint to the forearm, then to the wrist, and finally to the palm.

Human skin is slightly scalded by the effect of alcohol, but in the thick night, it can be used to drive away the cold.

Gaitia took Fujimaru Tachika's left hand, and suddenly regarded it as the laurel branch he had seen before. The contact between the tip of the nose and the back of the hand was light, just like a young man's fingertips walking on his arm.

"Fujimaru Rika."

Getia called again. He always called this human being by name and surname in this way. He was neither intimate nor particularly alienated. Between the beginning and the end of the syllables was the 22 years of human life so far, and the magical frost and snow. 3000 years covered.

It is the homage he, the beast of mercy, pays to his lifelong enemies.

Because he heard his call, Fujimaru Tateka's beautifully shaped fingers moved, and the distinct colors overlapped and staggered, and intertwined in a more compact way.

In the records, he always took the initiative to clasp the young man's fingers. This was the first time he was clasped by Tatsuka Fujimaru. The boundaries of his skin color were clear, but these hands remembered much more than the boundaries.

"Don't be afraid." Fujimaru Tatsuka said, his pronunciation was a bit vague, probably because of the alcohol.

Getia stared at the blue sky.

What these hands carry is a memory that only belongs to two people. What they experienced between them will always be understood by only the two of them. No one else understands. Nothing else is equal. This relationship will not be mixed with anything else. elements.

So he got it.

When Tatsuka Fujimaru said don't be afraid, he didn't refer to the feeling of lack and emptiness he felt when he lost his omnipotence, nor was it the unbearable anxiety and fear when the void was wiped out.

Rather, even if he can't resort to words, even if his thinking is self-deceived, as long as his soul still needs it, Fujimaru Tachika will consistently reach out and hold it like this, like a kite string, and lift him from the sky. Or bring it back to the world from hell.

To believe a drunk man's word?Gaitia sneered, and let Fujimaru Tateka do anything wrong, dragged his whole right arm and hugged him in his arms, then ironed his curled fingers with his face, and finally buried them in his palm, directly asleep.

At this time, the young man should have been called up by the ear, but this posture is really awkward. Fortunately, the sofa in Zhongya's house in Zhongyuan is spacious enough, and two people can still sleep on it.

Gaitia jumped to the inside of the sofa in the air, and unceremoniously squeezed Fujimaru Tatsuka out to make room for himself.His hand was still being hugged like a pillow, so he was not polite to the dog, and hugged the dog like a pillow.

Close your eyes, and the temperature that belongs to the individual is passed on, burning silently in the good night.