They all think I'm a boss

The trafficker introduced by Orihara Rinya was still at the same speed this time. Not long after Fujikawa hung up the phone, a familiar white van stopped at the door of the Honmaru Cafe. People without gender and age.

According to the original procedure, all they need to do is to put the person in a sack and drag them to the car and then pay the money. When leaving, they suddenly saw the appearance of this "goods".

Then the sacks in their hands fell to the ground...

One of the five major cadres of the Port Mafia/Hand/Party, Gravity Maker Nakahara Nakaya, in the entire underground world of Yokohama, everyone knows everyone. These few people have been in the underground world for so many years. Naturally, the identity of this person can be seen at a glance.

Without saying a word, the few people turned around quickly and were about to go back. Before leaving, they did not forget to pick up the sack that fell on the ground, but they were stopped by Fujikawa Toki before they walked out of the door.

Seeing the reactions of several people, Fujikawa thought that they thought his quotation was too expensive, and after a few seconds of hesitation, he said slowly, "It can be discounted."

This is probably the first time he has taken the initiative to compromise with someone, but the other party doesn't seem to appreciate it.

Several traffickers: "..."

No, this is not the reason for the discount at all, okay...

If they really pulled the big guy back, when he wakes up, they will be the ones who will be discounted, maybe it will be a luxurious package with comminuted fractures all over his body.

The traffickers were steadfast in their reluctance to accept the goods. Even if Fujikawa offered a super low price of [-]% off, the other party was still indifferent and refused to take the person away no matter what.

Just when Fujikawa was hesitating whether to directly fold and jump off the building for a big sale, the leader of the trafficker suddenly took out a large stack of banknotes from his arms, and threw them to Fujikawa very simply.

I'll give you all the money, please don't let us drag people away again, we still want to live longer...

When Fujikawa's attention was diverted by the stack of banknotes, several people quickly fled the coffee shop with lightning speed, stepped on the accelerator after getting on the car, and disappeared without a trace like a gust of wind. .

Fujikawa looked at the white van that disappeared in an instant, then at the heavy banknotes in his hand, and then at the orange-haired young man lying unconscious on the table, and suddenly fell into deep thought.

Is this a big reward for old customers?

Or is it that this person is so worthless that he can't sell it even if he needs money from human traffickers?

No matter what it is, now that the money is in hand, Fujikawa Toki doesn't bother to worry about waking him up because of this guy's drunken madness.

"Call someone to come pick him up."

Fujikawa looked at Tonbogiri at the side, his tone softened a little.

"Uh, but, my lord..."

A subtle look flashed across Tombokiri's face. He spread out the orange-haired youth's smartphone in his hand, pointed at the blacked-out screen, and said hesitantly, "His phone seems to be out of battery..."

Toki Fujikawa: "..."

……

When Zhong Yuanzhong also woke up, his head was as heavy as if it was tied with a lead weight. He slowly opened his eyelids, but what caught his eyes was a mass of pitch black that was too thick to melt away.

It is rare for Mr. Zhongyuan to be a little dazed. He remembered that when he was still a ball, the environment he was in was very similar to this moment. All he saw was a boundless darkness. No, it should be said that it was even darker than it is now.

He couldn't see a ray of light, couldn't hear the slightest sound. At that time, he thought he was a part of this darkness, until...

Suddenly there was a rush of footsteps in the distance, accompanied by the brisk laughter and noise of the teenagers, and then there was a "click", the partition door of the room was suddenly pulled open from the outside, and the faint light followed the wide open door Scrambling to get into the room, Nakahara Chuya realized belatedly that he was in a strange room.

"Huh? Are you awake?"

An energetic and crisp youthful voice came from the door, Zhong Yuan Zhong also squinted his eyes, and saw a small figure standing at the door, it was a boy dressed in a strange way, the boy had long gray hair and long bangs Almost covering his eyes.

Seeing him wake up, the teenager seemed very happy.

"Jinjian, please keep your voice down, don't scare the guests."

A girl with blond hair appeared from behind the boy [? ], taller than the boy just now, but he looks only about twelve or thirteen years old.

Immediately afterwards, another group of teenagers of similar age poked their heads out one after another, looking curiously at the orange-haired youth in the room.

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

He always felt like he was being surrounded by some exotic beasts.

Zhong Yuanzhong also stared at those teenagers for a while, before he could ask anything, he was holding a few kittens beside him [? 】The white-haired boy timidly said, "Well, should we report to the lord..."

His voice was very low, but Zhong Yuanzhong could still hear the "Master" in his words.

Hearing this familiar title, Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his eyebrows.

Was he brought back to his base by that guy?

"Hey, the kids over there..."

Nakahara Zhong also sat up from the tatami, looked at the few teenagers standing at the door, and wanted to see if he could get some words out of the mouths of these kids.

However, the teenagers at the door were stunned for a while after hearing his address.

"kid?"

The little dagger that was forged in the Heian era looked at the other daggers around him who were at least two or three hundred years old in a daze, "Is he calling us?"

"seems like it."

Aizen scratched her head.

"Well, with the way we are now, there's nothing wrong with being called children."

Zhong also looked at the teenagers with their heads down and murmured that they didn't know what they were discussing. He didn't urge him, and waited patiently for them to finish their discussion before asking.

Seeing these teenagers always reminded him of the days in "Yang". His companions were as pure and innocent as these teenagers.

"Where is this place?"

"This is Honmaru."

The blond boy who was mistaken for a girl answered

"It was the lord and Mr. Jiro who brought you back."

The boy tilted his head and looked at him curiously, "Are you the lord's friend? This is the first time the lord has brought outsiders to Honmaru."

friend?

Zhong Yuanzhong also froze for a while, then shook his head.

"not friend."

Based on his current position, it may be more accurate to say that he is an "enemy".

However, the other party brought his potential "enemy" back to the base camp, and according to the current situation, it seems that the other party did not intend to imprison him as a hostage, otherwise he would not be placed in such a room. Not to mention letting a group of children run over to watch.

Now Zhongyuan Zhong also is increasingly confused about what that person wants to do.

Hearing the negative answer, several short knives looked at me and I looked at you, and then all looked at the orange-haired youth in the room.

"If it wasn't a friend, wouldn't it be this?"

Imaken held up his little finger of his right hand, and looked at the orange-haired young man sitting on the tatami with a strange expression.

"what?"

Mr. Zhongyuan was suddenly a little confused. Before he could explain anything, the blond boy next to him suddenly covered his mouth and exclaimed in disbelief.

"Eh?! No way?! You mean he is the master's one?!"

"The lord will not bring outsiders back to Honmaru at will. If he is not the lord's friend, then this is the only possibility!"

Imken nodded confidently.

"Oh my god?! My lord actually found a wild man outside?!"

wild man?who?

Mr. Zhongyuan suspected that he was still drunk, otherwise how could he have heard a strange and rather subtle word...

"Really, Brother Yiqi and Mr. Hasebe, what the hell are they doing to let a wild man of unknown origin snatch the lord away..."

His mouth was pursed, his delicate face was full of complaints, and his gaze towards the orange-haired young man changed from curiosity to dissatisfaction in an instant.

Very good, he was sure that he heard correctly, the words "wild man" were indeed correct, and if nothing else happened, this "wild man" should refer to him.

"Wild Man" Nakahara Nakahara looked at the several teenagers who suddenly glared at him at the door, and he felt that he needed to explain.

And just when he was about to explain the misunderstanding of these teenagers, another voice suddenly came from the door.

"Let Tsurumaru take you less to watch those weird TV dramas in the future."

……