Comprehensive cat department boss Yokohama doing things daily

In the overturned world, the robot that had been misfired by the electromagnetic pulse attack before stood under the window unharmed.The ground around them was full of their colleagues who had been beaten immobile.

Qianye jumped down from the window, and the wind automatically rushed to his body, slowly swirling around.There was a cloud of dust on the ground, and the silver hair reflecting fragments of light flew up under the moonlight. The young man tapped his toes and landed in the whirlwind.

"Haven't you ever thought about why you can get in by going through the sewer and drilling a dog hole?"

"I'm the most advanced computer in the world. You don't even have to think about it. Such an obvious defense loophole...is it a low-level mistake I would make?" The silver-haired boy's lips curled up into a mocking smile. "Of course it was left on purpose for you. How can you attract mice if you don't plan it?"

"Your actions have caused me trouble, and I'm tired of hiding. So... naturally I will find an opportunity to catch you all."

"As for you..."

Qianye walked up to the black-haired man in a white coat, pulled his hair and pulled his head up from the ground, staring at the man's dark purple eyes with condensed eyes.

"It's such a nice look - don't you pretend? Perverted uncle. I really remember your useless appearance. Your acting skills are so good, why don't you go and win an Oscar?"

When Qianye raised his leg, it was a side kick.The man turned his head away, but there was no wavering in his purple-red pupils, his eyes were calm and wise.

"No, maybe I should honor you. After all, I am the famous leader of the port mafia, Mr. Mori Ougai. The bite of me was really painful, but I am not a dog, so I can only pay you back with this bite. "

Hearing the boy say his name without hesitation, Mori Ogai's eyes darkened slightly.

Although the man's expression didn't change, for Qianye, he could tell what he was thinking just by listening to his slow heartbeat.

Qianye, who was too lazy to go around with such an old fox, said directly: "Don't think too much, there are no traitors, no spies, and no intelligence dealers. Although it is a bit troublesome for me to find you, it is not difficult. "

Sen: "..." How do you know?Why do you always know?Mind reading?

Qianye frowned, and covered the eyes of an old man with a snap.

"To shut up."

Sen: "...I didn't say anything."

"Your eyes and heartbeat are bothering me."

Sen: "..."

This... what else can he say?

But the boy is so smart and cute, he can only forgive him like his old father.

In his own territory, Qianye just slapped him mercilessly, not bothering to put on the image of a shy and young boy outside.

"May I ask? What's the reason this time..." Mori Ogai looked up with a wry smile after his face was covered in cat's claws.

"I think you're taking advantage of me in your heart and the evidence is solid. You'd better be honest with me, and you can't even think about it in your heart."

Others present: "..." Where did this tm come from, such a irascible kitten!You control the world and control what people think, are you a nationalist who claims to be the world's police? !

Qianye felt something, and his cold light swept over the Hong Kong gangsters who were secretly slandering.

Wherever the cool eyes went, everyone bowed their heads and retreated, not daring to speak.

Qianye looked at the old man in the palm of his hand again, and continued: "You are indeed a very cautious person, there is no electronic file about you in the Yokohama database, but you should be more careful, don't let the subordinates with criminal records pick you up .”

"Impossible..." Guangjin Liulang fell to the ground and said in a trembling voice, "I never..."

"The key to exposure is not you," Qianye interrupted him mercilessly, "it's someone who doesn't even bother to hide—"

"You acted with him this morning. Although I only captured the silhouettes of the two of you passing by, it was enough."

"After only one year of joining Hong Kong Black, he has a criminal record that shocks me. His promotion speed is as fast as the data update frequency on that list. Well~ this is not the point. I will give you a life Chance--"

"If you kneel down and lick my feet now, I will let you and a group of your men go, how? Will you?"

Qianye's question was full of undisguised malice.

Zhong Ye, who was hung upside down, changed his expression drastically, and immediately struggled to pounce on Qianye.

As for Dazai who was also hung...

Dazai... his face showed longing, and it was full of "I really want Mr. Mori to kneel down and lick my shoes".

Qianye glanced at this unusual person, and sympathy for a certain leader flashed in his eyes.

It's not that he said that if this is his subordinate, he will be the first to kill this guy.

Among the complex expressions of the Hong Kong black people, the insulted protagonist has a calm expression.

"The so-called leader is also a slave of the organization while leading the organization. For the survival of the organization, you must be prepared to give everything."

The man who had just been beaten on the ground and looked extremely embarrassed raised his head and smiled indifferently.

"As long as you are willing to provide technical support to our Hong Kong gangsters, let alone licking your feet, even being stepped on by you as a floor mat is fine."

Qianye was shocked by this man for a moment.He couldn't help being moved by the firmness of the other party's belief.

For the prosperity of the organization, a leader who would rather abandon his dignity in front of many subordinates is worthy of admiration no matter what.

"Forget it." Qianye turned around, uncomfortably tugging at a lock of curled hair, "I don't hate people who are willing to sacrifice everything for ideals and beliefs."

"But it's impossible to provide you with weapon technology, don't even think about it." He stared down at Mori Ogai on the ground, his eyes were cold, and he implied a warning, "Murder weapons... the lower the level, the more useless they are." The better."

"I see," Mori Ogai looked at the boy's bright silver eyes that seemed to reflect the bright moon in the sky, and showed a meaningful smile, "You think so..."

"My thoughts are irrelevant. Anyway, after today, I guarantee that you will never dare to have anything to do with me again." The young man looked up at the cold waning moon emerging from behind the clouds, with a dazed expression on his face.

"I'm not a guy who has such a naive idea [the weapon itself is not wrong, the person holding the weapon is wrong]. The weapon is the devil, and the person who buys the weapon will definitely use it. Even if it is an ordinary person, the person who holds the weapon Sometimes I can't help but use weapons to solve problems, instead of thinking about using reason, wisdom, strategy, and law to protect and fight for rights and interests."

Mori Ogai looked up at him in surprise.Such words do not seem to come from the mouth of a person who has developed countless sophisticated weapons.

He will not be surprised by the age of the other party, because age is useless in the dark world.The children in Raibo Street can even kill at the age of five, and Dazai and Chuya, who are the reserve cadres of the port mafia, are only 15 years old.

"Those who sell weapons are accomplices, and those who invent weapons are the original sin, the chief culprit. What kind of weapon is something to protect oneself, ha, what a joke, weapons exist for killing."

The silver-haired boy's pupils dilated in a daze, and his expression was in a daze, which was the state when he naturally fell into some kind of memory.

"Although most of the people in the world are stupid, and there are an incredible number of them...even if there are fewer people, it would not be a pity. But..."

It shouldn't be your death... Qianye.

In the hazy memory, it seemed that someone was touching his head, that person had a wanton smile, but looked at him with pity.

"Shouldn't he die in my... hands?"

"Hey, who are you talking to?! Be sober!" It was the voice of a boy with cobalt blue eyes.

The voice suddenly tore through the fog, Qianye was stunned, and the person who couldn't see the face just now had disappeared.He returned to the quiet moonlight again, but there was no one in front of him.

"I just..." Qianye lowered his head in a daze, and looked at his open palm.

When I looked around, I found that several lv.4 ability users were all pale, holding their chests and breathing hard.

"I just... what happened to them?"

Qianye shook his head in a daze, like a cat that just recovered from the excitement of smoking catnip and didn't know what happened before.

He vaguely remembered that he was talking to Mori Ogai, an old scumbag.

"It's impossible to sell weapons to you." The young man's expression returned from blank and blank to the previous cold sarcasm, "Give me a reason not to kill you."

"Hey... what's going on..." The orange-haired boy who was hanging upside down looked at the boy who had recovered from his daze and dispelled the suffocating and terrifying power just now, "You...don't you?" Do you remember?"

"What inexplicable words are you talking about?" Qianye glanced over strangely, "Did it take too long to hang upside down? Sorry, sorry, I forgot to put you down."

But his words caused the pupils of the three people present who were less affected by their high levels of abilities to shrink suddenly.

This is a feeling of terror that is indescribable in words.

A person who is strong enough to beat them with ability and strategy, but at this moment seems to be played by some unknown existence.Even the memory was instantly modified, but the other party didn't notice it.

The orange-haired boy gritted his teeth.

For some reason, he only felt extremely angry, and impulsively wanted to tell the ignorant boy in front of him the whole truth of the matter.

"Slug, I advise you better not to do this." The black mud partner beside him who was put down looked condensed, "You tell him now, it will only make his mental state worse."

"For him, it's happier to be ignorant."

"Or, do you think you, who knew your own life back then, are happier than he is now?"

"How is that possible!" Chuya gritted his teeth, "For beings like us, forgetting all the shame that we don't even know about our own origin, and knowing all the truth but only feel more pathetic - either way, it is sympathetic I want to cry!"

"Then let him know nothing... It's rare for me to show kindness once."

"But this is really...a sad ability."

The author has something to say:

You thought it was just you thought.

It's not abusive, it's just a small problem, I'm not writing jb blindly, I'm preparing for the next article.

No matter how powerful the ability is, it is not a universal and useful item. The world is fair.

Am I a bit too much for Mori Slag... lost in thought.

ps: Sometimes I feel very sad when I look at the leaderboards. The number of words, collections and comments are half of mine, not daily updates, and there is no nutrient solution, but because the other party has signed a contract, the points are hundreds of thousands higher than mine...

I'm not talking about the Danmei list. I don't mean anything else. I just mean that the algorithm of Jinjiang's point coefficient is really fascinating. I know that Jinjiang has no shortage of people who write well, and I know this! (Extreme desire to survive)

If you don't sign a contract, you can only ask for your white liquid and comments!To be honest, I always want to googoo every day, but every morning when I read the comments of the little angels, I immediately get bloody again... I didn't even think that I could update every day...