The supernatural power is Shan Hai Jing

When all the dust settled, Osamu Dazai clenched his fist and knocked on his temple, the sharp tinnitus was still clamoring wildly in his mind, and it probably wouldn't stop for a while.Fortunately, he closed the exposed eye at that time, and the other right eye, which was wrapped in bandages, escaped.

In the scene that just happened, the power displayed by Anonymous far exceeds that of the thunder and lightning power user encountered in the Dragon Head War two years ago, and this is only the tip of the iceberg of the opponent's ability.No wonder Estoraneo wants to get a healthy and obedient Anonymous, knowing that supernatural powers can be transferred in some way.

Although he did not die, he gained a lot.

Osamu Dazai jumped off the container and walked out of the warehouse with brisk steps.Two men in cloaks lay convulsively on the ground, unconscious and unable to control their bodies.

"Well done."

He waved to the subordinates who followed him, and someone immediately stepped forward and took the two of them to other places.

Unable to remove the supernatural power, Anonymous returned to the previous state of being inseparable with Ferrari, and put on the gloves again.

"Can I get off work, Mr. Dazai?"

Osamu Dazai glanced at him sideways, making him terrified. "What do you say?"

Anonymous has a small chest, not working overtime is the ultimate dream of every social animal!However, within half a second of being hard, he collapsed on the armrest of the balance bike, just wanting to find a place to paralyze quietly for a while.The supernatural power will consume the master's mental power, and the specific value varies from person to person.For the weak Anonymous, the stronger the power used, the greater the consumption. It can basically be summarized as charging for fifteen hours and being online for three to ten minutes.

The existence of Shan Hai Jing itself is not a small burden, and the battle that lasted no more than ten seconds just now will also make Anonymous feel tired.

"I think……"

As a result, before Anonymous finished speaking, Osamu Dazai waved his sleeves and disappeared.

Anonymous: "..." Is your superpower the king of fishing!

Guangjin Liulang, who remained silent at the side, ordered someone casually, "Send Yi Jun back to the dormitory."

He made such an arrangement not because of Anonymous Lu Chi. The location of this warehouse can be found on the map, which is different from the previous underground passage.The main purpose is to guard against enemies of unknown origin, dare to do something to the cargo of the port mafia, and the leader sent that cadre, maybe this group of people has other companions.

Anonymous plural powers are very rare, even

Unprecedented in Guangjin Liulang's mafia career, such an existence is equivalent to a ghost card for the organization.

"Please, Mr. Guangjin." Anonymous thanked lazily. "And this senior."

The strong man in the suit bowed. "Please follow me."

……

At nine o'clock in the morning of the next day, Anonymous received a call from Guangjin Liulang to go to the port. As a last resort, he remarried with Miss Navigator.

After parking the balance bike, Anonymous saw several Black Lizard members form a circle on the shore from a distance, and Guangjin Liulang was standing aside to direct the scene.He walked down the steps step by step, and as the distance between the two sides got closer, the hidden things finally revealed their true colors.

Those were three bloated corpses, each with puddles of blood on their shirts.

Anonymous immediately froze in place, his calm eyes gradually stained with a gloomy color.Among them, the most physically fit one sent him back to the dormitory last night, but he didn't even have time to ask the other party's name.

Guangjin Liulang gave orders one by one in an orderly manner. After noticing the arrival of Anonymous, he nodded to the other party. "Yu Jun."

"What happened here?" Anonymous went to the corpse and knelt down, stretching out two fingers to lift the obstructing clothes.

"Someone attacked Warehouse No. [-], and all the goods inside were looted." Guangjin Liulang's face was solemn, and they had just solved a group of remnants of forces hostile to the organization there yesterday.Unexpectedly, the mantis catching the cicada and the oriole were behind, and the images captured by the surveillance showed that the two teams were not the same group of people.

Anonymous is not proficient in guns/arms, but he has honestly taken a few courses in this area, after all, he has to cope with the final exam.

The three corpses in sight were similar, their skins had a waxy texture after the blood had drained, and they had been soaked in the sea for too long, making them look like jelly with a cloudy hue.There are more than ten bullet holes running through the body surface, and the gun/machine model used by the enemy can be judged from the shape.

Without waiting for Anonymous to analyze further, someone's brisk footsteps suddenly came from behind.

It's Osamu Dazai.

Next, the youngest cadre who had left many legends in the port mafia analyzed a series of information in just a few seconds, and even figured out the background of the enemy.

A soldier who is not afraid of death, his personal combat ability is even better than that of the black lizard.

In addition to the two survivors deliberately left by Anonymous yesterday afternoon, after some torture, I learned that the group of these people was called Mimic.It's a pity that no more information could be obtained, and the two captives

Poison is hidden in the tank.

After Osamu Dazai explained the follow-up work, he turned to look at Anonymous.The young man sat quietly on the stone steps at this time, his face was thoughtful. "Are you angry?"

Anonymous was startled. "No."

They were not angry, but felt that they belonged to the same organization. The two of them had close contact the night before, but the next day the other party turned into an unrecognizable corpse.Compared with extreme emotions such as hatred, it should be more regrettable.Of course, if he still meets Mimic's soldiers later, he doesn't mind giving them a ride.

The world of the Mafia was blood, violence, and death, and he knew it all too well.Everyone in it is living a precarious life. How many lucky ones can go out in the morning and return by moonlight?

Anonymous is not a sentimental person, but quite the opposite.Regardless of the past or the present, he will always maintain a clear mind.Give up what you can't get, don't look at it or think about it, the only obsession is to live.

"Mr. Dazai."

"Ok?"

"Where will they be buried?"

"do not know."

Anonymous didn't ask any more questions. After finishing his day's work, he went to a flower shop and bought a bunch of sunflowers.

In the evening, the sea has a breathtaking beauty under the reflection of the setting sun. The boy with the ponytail stood silently on the shore, like a lonely stone monument.The afterglow of the setting sun dragged his shadow extremely long until night fell and darkness enveloped the earth.

The scattered bouquets were rolled up by the waves and fell apart in an instant.

"May you have a good dream, senior."