They all think I'm a boss

"Zapalk" is a group of foreign criminal forces that have been making waves in Yokohama recently. Most of the members are people with supernatural powers. This group of people came to Yokohama soon after and said that Yokohama was a mess.However, the whereabouts of people in this organization are often erratic, changing bases every few days, and the police in Yokohama can't do anything to them at all.

In a remote underground base somewhere, a middle-aged foreign man with golden hair with a pot belly was half leaning on a leather chair, holding a vise in his hand with a piece of blood-stained nail clamped between the jaws.

Several burly subordinates stood by, each with a heavyweight hot weapon/weapon, and the heavy iron gate weighing several tons was tightly sealed. This place seemed to be an underground fortress that was easy to defend and difficult to attack. It's hard to find here, let alone get in.

The man seemed very confident about the base he had chosen this time, and he was sure that no one would be able to invade the hinterland. He threw the pliers in his hand into a glass bottle filled with fingernails, and waved to his subordinates.

"What happened to those little ghosts?"

Originally thought that teenagers of this age should not pose much of a threat, but I didn't expect that these children had also been trained, and it took a lot of effort to bring them all back.

In order to prevent them from escaping secretly, the man specially ordered his men to handcuff special metal rings around their necks. This metal ring is as hard as a diamond, and as soon as they leave the room, the sensor on the metal ring will automatically explode.

This batch of metal rings was recommended by the kind Russian to buy, and now it seems that they really came in handy.

"It's pretty good, neither crying nor fussing."

The subordinate answered honestly.

The man raised his eyebrows, "Don't cry or make trouble? How can this be possible."

There was a gloomy look on the scribbled face, "We have to let them fully understand our horror."

The man raised his chin, "Go and chop off their pinky fingers and send them to that coffee shop. The first step to establish dignity is to make them fear us."

"It doesn't matter how many of them there are, as long as these brats are still with us, we won't be afraid of them..."

"Boss, it seems that someone is coming!"

Before the man finished speaking, he was interrupted by a subordinate who was staring at the monitor.

"Oh? Found it so soon?"

The man stood up from the chair and walked to the monitor, "Is it from the Port Mafia or the Armed Detective Agency? How many people are here?"

"do not know."

The subordinate shook his head and pointed at the young man in the red and white priest uniform who appeared in the surveillance camera, "But it seems that only one person came..."

"Ha, alone."

The man seemed to have heard some joke, and there was a sarcastic smile on his fat and greasy face.

"Tell the people outside, let them beat this hero who came alone to a sieve to show respect."

The man's words caused the other people in the room to burst into laughter, and when everyone laughed at the man's overthinking, the people in the surveillance seemed to sense their presence, and looked up to this side .

A white fox mask appeared in the surveillance camera, and the next second, the screen suddenly went black, and the surveillance image outside was suddenly interrupted.

"What happened?"

The man had just finished speaking when he heard a loud bang. The heavy iron door he was so proud of was kicked open from the outside and fell straight to the ground. The huge momentum shook the entire ground. They shook several times.

A black-haired young man wearing a red and white priest's uniform appeared in front of several people. The several people in the room quickly set up their guns, and pointed their black muzzles at the black-haired young man at the door.

"Fuck! Where the hell are you from?! Where are the people I guarded outside?! Did you kill them all?!"

The man hid behind his subordinates, looking at the black-haired young man who suddenly appeared here, it was hard to believe that he actually found this place alone, he had already arranged dozens of subordinates outside...

Could it be that those people were all dealt with by this weak-looking guy on the opposite side?

How can it be? !All of his subordinates are holders of combat abilities!

The man was shocked and frightened, his fat and greasy face was twisted into a ball in a state of extreme panic, his already casual facial features were even more irritating at the moment,

"They just fainted, and I'm not killing people anymore."

Fujikawa Toki responded lightly.

He really just knocked people out. As for how long it takes to wake up, it depends on their own good fortune.

When he saw the hair color and facial features of this group of people who were completely different from those of the Asians, Fujikawa Toki's dark eyes suddenly lit up.

"Are you all from abroad?"

"Huh? So what?"

The man winked at the subordinate at the side, who nodded understandingly, and rested his index finger on the trigger of the pistol.

Almost at the same time, several subordinates pulled the trigger at the same time, and with a few "bang bang" gunshots, the corner of the man's mouth suddenly opened a twisted arc.

go to hell!I don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the guy!

There was a thick smell of gunpowder smoke in the air, and the man suddenly raised his head and laughed "hahaha", the fat on his face trembling with his laughter.

"It deserves it! This is what happens when we are right with Zapark! Ha..."

The man's laughter stopped abruptly, because he saw that the young man who should have been beaten into a sieve was standing in front of him unscathed at this moment, let alone those bullets hit him, even the piece on his body None of the clothes penetrated.

"No...impossible!"

The man looked at the black-haired young man opposite him in horror, and yelled at him hysterically, "Why are you fine?!"

Fujikawa didn't answer him, but just raised his right hand, and knocked out the loud foreign golden-haired fat man in front of him.

"Foreigners are nice and worth the money."

Fujikawa looked down at the corpse lying on the ground at his feet, and said faintly.

When they rushed over in the first phase, what they saw was more than half of the destroyed underground buildings and "corpses" lying on the ground, but these "corpses" were still alive, and they still had a breath left.

"Lord."

Several people looked at the only black-haired youth standing there.

"Go find them."

Fujikawa kicked away a "corpse" at his feet, and walked straight forward. Several people looked at each other, and then quickly followed in the footsteps of their lord.

Finally, they found the dagger and Wakizashi tied up in a hidden small room, and Fujikawa directly broke the black metal rings that were handcuffed around their necks.

The short swordsmen and the menacing servants who had regained their freedom threw themselves into the arms of their elder brothers for comfort. The first phase was the most spectacular, and they were almost buried by his younger brothers.

Fudo and Wuji, the only two present without an elder brother, stood quietly aside, watching the scene of the other knife spirits showing brotherly respect.

Fujikawa stepped forward, and touched the heads of the two with each hand.

Wu Ji raised his head to Fujikawa and showed a sweet smile, "Thank you, Lord, for coming to save us..."

Fudo was as arrogant as ever, but this time he didn't directly slap Fujikawa Toki's hand away, he just turned his head to one side, but his already red ears exposed his true emotions at the moment.

Besides the two of them, there was one person who did not seek comfort from his brother.

Yao Yan's expression was the same as usual, even though Cattail and Gu Gu had thrown themselves into his brother's arms for comfort, he still stood calmly by the side, as if he wasn't among the knife spirits kidnapped just now.

"Pharmaceutical research."

Fujikawa Toki waved at the boy in the corner, the boy was stunned for a moment, and then walked towards this side.

"General, are you looking for me?"

Fujikawa didn't speak, just raised his hand and touched the top of the boy's head a few times.

The young man froze again, as if his whole body had been petrified suddenly, his body and the expression on his face became extremely stiff.

"Thanks a lot."

An unnatural look suddenly appeared on the usually calm and immature face, Yaken turned his head to one side, and said slowly, "It's nothing, this is what I should do."

"Ah... so cunning... I want my lord to pat my head..."

Seeing that Yaoyan was being "touched and killed" by his lord, Luan resolutely gave up acting like a baby to Phase [-], trotted up to Fujikawa, and lowered his head obediently, "My lord, I was frightened today Now, you need to comfort me a few times~"

"My lord, and I..."

"Me too……"

The little knives ruthlessly abandoned their elder brother and rushed towards Fujikawa Toki. Some of the more reserved little knives, under the gesture of their elder brother, blushed and squirmed ran over.

Looking at the group of little knives looking at him with expectant eyes, Fujikawa Toki fell silent.

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