The supernatural power is Shan Hai Jing

"Bam—"

With a loud bang, the mobile phone with a black casing was slammed against the wall, shards of glass and various parts were scattered all over the place in an instant, and there was an inconspicuous dent on the smooth wall.

Zhong Yuan Zhong also's face darkened suddenly. After the appearance of Unknown's strange behavior, he allocated part of his attention to pay attention to the other party's situation, but the scene in front of him was far beyond his expectations.The time they spend together is not short, and this is the first time they have seen the young man show his murderous intent.

Before he could react, Anonymous quickly sorted out his expression, and his face returned to calm.The cold eyes were dazzled by the smile again, as if everything that happened just now was just an illusion.

"Sorry, Mr. Nakahara, I lost my temper."

Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned slightly, doubts abounding in his heart. "What happened?"

"No, nothing, just a personal matter." Unknown stood up from the sofa, and bowed to Zhong Yuanzhong. "I went to the logistics department to apply for a new phone, I'm really sorry."

Zhong Yuanzhong didn't ask much, just nodded.After Anonymous left, he looked at the palm of his right hand. The silver hammer pattern pen with a twisted barrel was completely scrapped.

... something is wrong.

It didn't take long for Anonymous to reappear in Zhongye's office in Zhongyuan. The logistics department has always been extremely efficient, and there was already a brand new mobile phone lying in his coat pocket.

"Mr. Nakahara, can I not leave Yokohama no matter what?"

Zhong Yuanzhong glanced at him calmly. "Ah, that's right."

Anonymous smiled self-deprecatingly, leaning back on the sofa.After half a minute of silence, he closed his eyes.

"Okay, I promise you."

After another 10 minutes, the office fell into a deathly silence.

Zhong Yuan, who had run out of patience, pushed the document aside. "What's going on?" The clear voice was mixed with a little hoarseness, and the cold tone was a precursor to an impending explosion.

Anonymous moved his eyes, but did not open them. "Meet the second illness."

"Huh?!" Zhongyuan Zhong also got up and left the desk with a grumpy face. He strode towards Anonymous, and the sound of his heels hitting the ground fully showed that the owner was not at peace.

"You have 3 minutes to speak clearly."

Anonymous slowly opened his eyes, and the angry face of his boss came into view.

He likes cobalt blue, lakes of the spirit world, and headbands.The hue is cooler, clearer than blue, gentler than gray.

Anonymous couldn't help being a little dazed the moment his eyes met, he raised the corner of his mouth subconsciously, revealing a clean and soft smile. "...I don't want to say, I'm sorry, Mr. Nakahara."

Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned, and it is almost the limit to be able to bear it until now.He stepped on the sofa, leaned over and grabbed Unknown's collar.The black leather glove brushed against the other's collarbone, and the distance between the two was suddenly drawn extremely close.

Anonymous was stunned for a moment, the surprise in his eyes could not be concealed.He could feel the warm breath of the young man, as well as a hint of bitter tobacco aroma.

"Do you want to talk here, or go to the torture room." Zhong Yuan said with a sneer.

Anonymous grasped Nakahara Chuya's wrist. The same glove reminded him of the "symbol" he mentioned when he joined the port mafia. He had an inexplicable sense of absurdity that destiny was intertwined.Is it really okay to stay here?Fran was not ignorant of the ambiguous things he said.No one knows the essence of Shan Hai Jing better than him. It is a supernatural ability that cannot be tolerated in the world, and it is another field that human beings should not step into.

Misfortunes depend on blessings, blessings lie on misfortunes, the boundary itself is ambiguous.

"I don't know what to say. The specific situation is not yet clear... Maybe you can go to the leader. Balian is coming, just three days later."

Zhong Yuan Zhong also's eyes changed slightly, and he let go of the boy's collar. "Balian? Directly under the Pengelie family, the strongest assassination force in the world?"

"That's right." Anonymous said lightly. "I have a netizen whom I have known for many years. His real identity is Barian's Kirisu. During the contact process just now, he mentioned that he is about to arrive in Yokohama. The purpose is probably to—"

"You." Zhong Yuanzhong also took two steps back, staring at Anonymous seriously.He suddenly felt that he had never really understood this person. Those inspection reports recorded on paper were too one-sided. Once it involved past experience, the intelligence network of the port mafia could not find any information.The only thing I know is that the other party was sold to Italy by human traffickers three years ago, and was taken over by the Estoraneo family. The information before the age of 13 is completely blank.

"Who the hell are you?"

Anonymous laughed dumbfounded. "It's not as complicated as you think, it's just an ordinary person who wants to live."

The conversation between the two came to an end for the time being, Zhongyuan Zhong did not ask the leader, the answer will be revealed in three days.Until then, he just needs to wait patiently.And Anonymous received a summons to be on standby in the dormitory, and the person who issued this order was Mori Ogai.

In the corridor on the nineteenth floor stood uniformly dressed black lizards. Everyone was fully armed and had sufficient ammunition.The leader was an anonymous old acquaintance and neighbor - Ryunosuke Akutagawa. He was wrapped in bandages when he just left the hospital, and he could smell a pungent smell of medicine from a long distance away.

Sliding past the crowd on a Lamborghini, Anonymous greeted those he knew with a calm expression, and even complained silently in Xianxin.He has already used the balance car to increase his height, but Ryunosuke Akutagawa is still a lot taller than him!

Tsk tsk tsk, is this the so-called beating makes people grow?

Three days passed in a flash, and Anon, who was obediently staying at home, cleared the newly purchased game.Until he was respectfully invited by the black lizard to go to the port mafia headquarters, his mind was filled with the sound of clanging irons.

Compared with three months ago, the leader's office on the top floor has an extra European-style classical long table. On the table is an open crystal vase with a bouquet of delicate white roses in it.The red velvet high-back chairs were lined up one by one, Mori Ogai himself was sitting at the end of the long table, behind him was Chuya Nakahara standing with his hands behind his back.

In order to welcome guests from afar, all the isolation devices of the glass curtain wall were evacuated.Looking out from this height, you can have a panoramic view of the whole city.

"Fran-kun." Mori Ogai folded his hands against his chin, and his pure white gloves were spotless.He was wearing a well-tailored custom-made suit and a robe with a stand-up collar. The combination of black and white made him dignified and elegant. "Are you representing Vongola, or Balian?"

The boy sitting at the other end of the long table was wearing a huge black frog hat, the size of which was at least three times that of his head. It was not difficult to imagine how 'rich' the stuffing inside was.

"Although the leader of the tenth generation is very interested in Jun Jun, he is busy with other things recently." The illusionist whose youthful appearance has not yet faded speaks Japanese quite fluently, which is much more standard than a Chinese with an awkward pronunciation. "Me is Balian's fog guard, Mr. Sen. Balian's allegiance is to Vongola, not Vongola's boss."

Mori Ogai raised his eyebrows, and the corner of his mouth curled up into a just right smile.He had heard a little about the succession ceremony held in Sicily seven years ago. For unknown reasons, Xanxus, the son of the nine-generation leader, failed to inherit the Pengelie family, but still commanded the independent assassination force Balian.The one who became the leader of the ten generations was Tsunayoshi Sawada, who had just passed his birthday and was born in Japan.

Others may not be able to see the truth clearly, except for the shrewd Mori Ogai.With a little bit of information, he can basically guess the general process. There is only one ending in the drama of power change-the winner is king.

"I'm sorry, I was negligent. Mr. Fran hasn't explained your purpose of coming. I'm a little curious. Before that, the port mafia and Balian didn't have any intersection."

The sky in autumn and winter is a little depressing gray, and the days without the sun are particularly dark.Facing the leader of another organization, Fran inevitably put away his usual casualness. This man is very troublesome.

"I must meet Jun Jun first, he is the target of my mission."

"If I remember correctly, Balian is an assassination force." Mori Ogai's expression was still gentle, making it impossible to guess his true thoughts.In a sense, the words of the young Kirimori in front of him were quite offensive, but the opponent's strength and background were unusual.

"Yunjun is my important subordinate, can I understand this as Balian's declaration of war?"

As soon as the words fell, Chuya Zhongye's murderous aura precisely targeted Fran.

Wow~, he seems to have turned into a frog targeted by a poisonous snake.

Some people don't even let themselves go when they go into the spitting mode, and Fran tilted his head indifferently. "Mr. Sen seems to have misunderstood. There are two types of mission objectives. If Balian wants to attack Jun Jun, the person who comes here is not me."

Mori Ogai nodded thoughtfully, and Nakahara Chuya withdrew his murderous aura immediately.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door from outside.

"Boss, it's me."

After getting the permission to enter, Anonymous walked in slowly.He immediately noticed the boy with his back turned to him, the huge headgear was really eye-catching.

Fran turned his head, raised his right hand and waved. "Yo, Jun Jun."

Anonymous: "..." It really is a frog head.

"Are you complaining about me's hat?" Fran blinked, and his flat tone could not hear the ups and downs at all. "Me also dislikes it, because it will hinder me's opening posture."

The corner of Anonymous's mouth twitched, no, in fact, what he wanted to complain about was the color scheme!Blue hair, emerald pupils, and indigo inverted triangles under the eyes... brother, you are too green too.

"Boss, Mr. Zhongyuan." After greeting those two, Anonymous turned to Fran with a paralyzed face. "Hello."

"Sit down, Jun Jun." Mori Ogai said with a smile.

Anonymous hesitated for a moment, and finally chose the middle position. The thick down jacket was taken off and placed on the chair beside him, together with the neck scarf and earmuffs.

"Now that everyone is here, it's time for Fran-kun to get into the subject." Mori Ogai observed the other party's expression calmly, a dark light flashed in his dark purple pupils.

"Okay." After speaking, Fran took out a crumpled letter from his uniform jacket, and the envelope was stamped with Xanxus' private seal.

"Yijun, I invite you to join Balian on behalf of the boss. Compared with ordinary members of the Port Mafia, the Guardian of the Cloud is more suitable—"

Before he finished speaking, a sharp short knife was stuck to his neck.Fran looked down and saw only the black gloves and the raised hem.

"Little devil, are you robbing me?"

The author has something to say: People live for the purpose of - montane feathers!He wants this man!Come!up!

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