Hong Kong black cadres hate mackerel

So what is it called?Then what comes without effort?

Zhong Yuanzhong didn't think about how to say that sentence, his ice blue pupils filled with suspicion suddenly lit up, and the shining light was dotted in the translucent blue pupils, and his happiness was obvious.

"Okay, I'll go right away!!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also hung up the phone and threw the phone into his coat pocket.Because he was in such a good mood, the smile on his lips did not fade, he even smiled when he saw the mackerel who had lost his appetite, and his usual low voice jumped up a few degrees for joy.

"The two of you continue to discuss, and the work of persuading Akutagawa will be left to you. Anyway, you have to accept his bet to count. Akutagawa follows Dazai well, and I'm going out!"

"????"

"????"

Akutagawa/Osamu Dazai: What about Chuya Nakahara, who was promised to be very responsible? ?The matter is not finished / Shorty, you haven't beaten me today, why did you leave? ? ! !

"Eh??" Osamu Dazai quickly grabbed Nakahara Chuya who had already opened the door and walked out of the office. "Chuya, are you leaving just like that?"

Nakahara was also pulled by Osamu Dazai, subconsciously stopped, and the other side of the sleeve was slightly grabbed by a corner of the fierce lop-eared rabbit. "Zhongye."

"Aha?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also returned his heart (?) at this moment, there is no time for it. The two questioning babies were thinking about something, and waved their hands at them very perfunctorily.

"Go ahead. Although mackerel is usually unreliable, it still cares about cheating me. That's it. I'm going to meet an important person. Let's get along well."

Zhongyuan Zhong also finished speaking in one breath, grabbed his black windbreaker from both hands, and walked away impatiently.Akutagawa and Osamu Dazai looked at each other with question marks on their faces.

"????"

"????"

Get along with?Leaving them to meet an important person? ?What kind of quotations from a peerless scumbag are these!

*****

Nakahara didn't have time to care what Osamu Dazai and Akutagawa thought, to be honest, when he thought of the possibility of being a red hair, his blood boiled.

Intuition told him that Hong Mao was a strong man.

And Central Plains Chuya likes to fight heartily with the strong.

After all, it is impossible for a strong person to say "Be my partner?" The other party will say "Okay." Then obediently follow him home.Of course, it takes a fight to know whether the opponent is capable or not——

Come and be his partner with Chuya Nakahara!

Zhong Yuanzhong also arrived at the bar under Hong Kong Hei with eagerness. There were already people in bartender clothes waiting at the door. Not only that, a lot of ordinary citizens had gathered outside the bar door, curiously peeping in front of the glass window.

And the crimson red in the spacious and bright bar was covered by raging fire.Strangely, these flames seemed to have their own consciousness and did not spread all the way.

It was strange enough that things inside were covered in fire and separated by flimsy glass, and people outside were curiously prying.

"What's going on?" Zhong Yuan Zhong also walked over, and first asked the bartender waiting outside the door, his blue eyes swept around the crowd watching the excitement, and his brows frowned slightly.

"Mr. Zhongyuan." The bartender said respectfully. "A young man with red hair, about 17 years old, entered the bar to drink, and suddenly burst into flames while making a cocktail."

Flame, about 17 years old, red hair.These features look like the red hair is right.Just listening to the third person's description, why does it feel like that person's ability is out of control?

As if suddenly out of control.

Zhongyuan Zhong also frowned slightly, looking past the bartender who was explaining briefly, he looked through the gray glass and saw the figure with his back facing him:

He was wearing a hooded coat with a fur edge, because the other party was leaning sideways, and from the angle Nakahara was standing, he could see that he was wearing a white T-shirt and a pair of whitish jeans, and his facial features were revealing It has a wild and untamable ruffian taste.

Like a lion that is extremely arrogant, his whole body is full of laziness that is easy to handle.In a way, it is somewhat similar to mackerel.

Zhong Yuanzhong also thought about it, the scene of seeing the red hair for the first time appeared in front of him for no reason, it was a pair of dark golden eyes, the mood was dull, and it was full of not obvious killing intent.

The faint red light on his body is like a blooming red flame, which can burn away some hustle and bustle and hostility.He is a king who is proud to the core, with the most indifferent dignity and indifference.

- "Kang."

The slight sound of the glass brought Zhongyuan Zhongye back to his thoughts, and Zhongyuan Zhongye saw that the strong glass had cracked marks under the fire.Lan Mou looked into the only figure that still existed in the bar. He was still standing upright in the corridor as before, looking down at his palm with his head down.

Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't see what kind of expression he had at this moment.

"Go and evacuate the crowd." Zhong Yuanzhong also ordered the bartender in a calm voice, pulling his black gloved palms, and entering the bar surrounded by raging fire. "No one is allowed in."

"Ah, yes!"

The bartender replied as if waking up from a dream, and saw Zhong Yuanzhong also waved his hand casually. The long black windbreaker draped over his thin shoulders raised a corner in the cold, and the white shirt under the black windbreaker was faintly visible, which was so thin that it was too thin. Grip waist.

It looks like a delicate-looking, small and delicate young man, who looks thin and bony, and is full of explosive power.

... Could such a young man be the future high-ranking officer of the Mafia?

The bartender thought in astonishment, that thin figure had stepped into the bar leisurely and disappeared in the red flames.

*****

Compared with the noise outside the commercial street, the empty bar was much quieter. Since Zhongyuan Zhong also stepped into the bar, the dark red ability covered his whole body, isolating the raging flames.

But still a little too hot.

Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned, and unbuttoned the white shirt under the choker, revealing the protruding clavicle.

- "Step. Step. Step."

The sound of the small black leather shoes stepping on the wooden board was dull and subtle, which made the red-haired boy who controlled his flames not to run wild very angry. He turned his back to the direction of the door, and raised his drooping head slightly.

"Get out."

Zhong Yuan Zhong also raised his brows slightly, hearing the suppressed violence behind the voice, this young man was about to be unable to suppress his abilities.He had to admit that fire was powerful and destructive, and the raging red spread all over the sky, like a red lotus in full bloom.

very beautiful.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also very satisfied with the strength of the red-haired ability, and was even more eager to try the fight, so he continued with an arrogant and unruly smile on his lips.

"You look distressed. Since you have a powerful ability, instead of trying to suppress it, why don't you release your ability? Isn't the color of the flame very beautiful?"

Isn't the color of the flames beautiful?

A red-haired man with his back turned his head suddenly, and the golden pupils of the eyes suddenly glowed red under the exertion of the ability, which complemented his ability and was the color of a burning flame.

The red in his eyes was bright and dazzling, more radiant and beautiful than the dark gold.

It's a beautiful red.Zhong Yuan also admired from the bottom of his heart, and at the same time, he also noticed that the other party's red pupils constricted when he saw that it was him. Zhong also was very satisfied with the fact that Hong Mao still remembered him.

He smiled slightly, his tone arrogant and arrogant.

"Last time I said, when we meet again, I will have a fair fight with you. You just don't need to control and suppress your ability. But this time, add a condition. I won, you have to tell me your Name. How?"