Hong Kong and black wage earners

When Tsunayoshi Sawada and his group were ready to go to the gate of Heiyao Middle School, they saw the iron locks that had been chopped down and the iron gate wide open.

Hayato squatted down to check for a while, then got up and said to him: "Judaime, it's the trace left just now, it seems that someone went in before us."

"Eh? Who could it be?" Tsunayoshi Sawada cast a questioning look at Reborn, who still had a reserved smile on his baby-like immature face.

"Don't look at me, idiot, I don't know either."

"Ahaha, then we have to go in and find out." Takeshi Yamamoto laughed refreshingly, revealing an indescribable natural naivety, "It looks very interesting."

"..." Tsunayoshi Sawada couldn't complain.

"Don't worry, Judaime! Leave any danger to me!" Gokuji Hayato held his hand in a confident and trustworthy gesture.

"Um--"

Several people entered the school gate one after another, walked up the steps and broadened their vision, and saw two figures confronting each other in the distance.

One is wearing the uniform of Obsidian Middle School, with blond hair and fangs, and is the subordinate of Rokudo Mukuro, and the other is wearing a kendo uniform and haori, and is a person he has never seen before with ease in his movements.

Then they saw the picture of the blond boy accidentally falling into the hole.

When he got closer, he could hear the disdainful voice of the young man squatting at the entrance of the cave, "Hey, what are you doing? You dare to be arrogant with this kind of strength, are you trying to laugh at me to inherit my inheritance—"

"..." Wait, what's going on?

Sawada Tsunayoshi's expression went blank for a moment.

Takigawa Qingxian heard the footsteps behind him and turned back, holding the knife in his left hand, the back of the knife resting on his shoulder, with doubts in his eyes, "Oh? Will there be tourists in such a dilapidated place? Go back, the museum is closed today. "

"……"Who are you?

Everyone looked at the blindfolded boy and fell silent for half a second.

"Haha, so you are the administrator here?" Takeshi Yamamoto broke the awkward atmosphere and looked at the knife in his hand, "Is this the legendary master among the people?"

"Qingxian, stop chatting with them, or your best friend will be killed—" Osamu Dazai called out from the entrance of the cave, and Takigawa Qingxian knelt down to look at the situation below.

The Jojima dog lay on the ground, frowning from time to time, and looked like he was about to regain consciousness. Osamu Dazai looked up at him with his hips akimbo.

"I said it would be a burden for Dazai to follow me. When I get back, I will report the good news of your heroic death to Mr. Mori. Oh, no, you are not a member of Hong Kong gangsters—" The boy put his hands on the handle of the knife, and his chin relaxed Putting it on top, she teased with a smile on the corner of her mouth, and said in a leisurely tone, "At most, it was an accidental death, what a wonderful ending."

"It's here again, Qing Xian's devil time——"

Sawada Tsunayoshi watched the two teenagers' exchange with dull eyes, and tried to talk to the white-haired one under Reborn's gesture.

"Well, are you also here to find Liu Dao Mu?"

"Who? Ah, it's that one—" Takigawa Qingxian put on an expression trying to remember, and touched the back of the neck that was scratched by the hair with his right hand, "Well, it's that one."

"..." I don't know what he is talking about at all!Which one is that?Are we thinking of being alone! ?

Hearing these fooling words, Hayato's forehead stretched out with blue veins, he clenched his fists and stepped forward to ask angrily, "What's the matter with you! Do you think we are fools?"

Reborn's big dark eyes watched Takigawa Qingxian flashing through the light, and he said in a calm tone, "He is from Hong Kong, and the main target is not Liudaoku, he has other tasks."

"Eh, is that so? But what kind of organization is Hong Kong?" Tsunayoshi Sawada looked at Reborn, and when he turned his head, he saw the white-haired boy rushing into the hole like an arrow, "Ah—he jumped in!"

As soon as Takikawa Aozuru landed, he wrapped his arms around Dazai Osamu's waist, jumped up by his side, stepped on the face of the standing Jojima Inu as a springboard for a second jump, and the latter was directly trampled to the ground. Fall back to the ground.

"Tap-tap--" the sound of clogs stepping on the ground.

"Thank you, Dazai, your life was saved today." Takigawa Qingxian said, putting down Dazai in disgust.

"So Qing Xian is actually a knife-mouthed bean curd heart, I have to forgive your behavior just now~"

"Don't look at me with such disgusting eyes, I'm going to spit out my dinner overnight."

Osamu Dazai moved his eyes away from Takigawa Qingxian, looked at the group of people behind him, and moved his eyes between the little baby wearing a top hat and the brown-haired boy, "Are these tourists here? Unfortunately, we are not here today. Offer to visit."

"Are you an administrator too?" Takeshi Yamamoto looked at the two teenagers who covered one eye, and asked an inappropriate question, "Cosplay theme?"

"We're not here to visit—" Why did you both say this the first time you saw us?And they are "Hong Kong black people" not administrators, Yamamoto!Sawada Tsunayoshi complained silently in his heart.

"Oh, then what are you guys here for? You can't be from any mafia, right?" Dazai Osamu's inorganic voice sounded faintly, and his iris-colored pupils were dim.

Sawada Tsunayoshi instinctively sensed the dangerous aura of this black-haired boy in a suit jacket and bandages all over his body, and subconsciously stopped breathing when he was stared at by those eyes.

"It's up to us to ask you! Judaime, please be careful!" Gokudera Hayato stood in front of Sawada Tsunayoshi and said with a cold face.

Takikawa Qingxian put away the knife, pinched Dazai Osamu's nape and lifted him back, "Didn't you hear it from that little baby? Is it because the ears are not working well or the brain is not enough?"

"you!"

Biyangqi raised her hand to stop the enraged Hayato, who gave a "tss" unwillingly.

"This kid is your leader? Couldn't it be another 'sheep'?" Takigawa Qingxian rubbed his chin to look down at Tsunayoshi Sawada through the clogs, "Even this little baby is more reliable than you Bar."

"Hey, be careful with what you say! You are the child yourself!" Hayato Gokuji resolutely defended Judaime.

"Uh—" Tsunayoshi Sawada shrugged his shoulders and hid back, looking back at Reborn, "What should I do?"

Reborn jumped onto his shoulder, and met Takigawa Aozuru's gaze, "The port mafia's sphere of influence is only in Yokohama, why did it appear in Tokyo?"

Takigawa Qingxian smiled, "It's not impossible to tell you, there is a fool who came to Tokyo, and I'm here to bring him back."

Eh?Port Mafia?Just these two boys? !It sounds very powerful... Tsunayoshi Sawada looked at the handsome young man in front of him, and opened his eyes slightly.

"So what about you? We're not exchanging equal information at the moment."

"Vongola, the person in front of you is the future tenth generation leader of Vengley." Reborn lowered the brim of his hat and said.

"So it turns out that you are the Italian Mafia Vongola, so Rokudo Mukuro is one of the prisoners who escaped from the Avengers Prison—" Takigawa Qingxian opened his mouth suddenly, recalling Mori Ogai's special entrustment, The brows twitched.

Sawada Tsunayoshi looked at the young man who was lost in thought, and asked in a low voice: "Reborn, is this okay?" They didn't know what the port mafia's position was, and the other party knew the existence of Rokudokuku——

Reborn still had a calm and mysterious look, which reduced his worries a lot.

Takigawa Qingxian raised his face suddenly, raised his index finger and suggested, "Why don't we do this, because our leader has a good impression of Pengo Lie, so let Dazai follow you first."

Osamu Dazai poked his head out, "Is there any causal relationship between these two?"

"Because I have to catch Izumi Gu Sa first, Dazai will only slow me down—" the white-haired boy said solemnly, "And don't you want to make friends? By the way, help the gangsters expand their business, it's the best of both worlds."

"I'm not someone who casually hangs out with—"

Takeshi Yamamoto, who was not online, rubbed his head: "Oh? In addition to fighting, do mafia games also have friendship?"

"What are you doing, wild ball idiot! Judaime, ignore these two people, the main thing is to find Rokudokuku as soon as possible!"

"Well, Prison Temple, you're right—"

"Since your leader intends to make friends with Peng Gelie, shouldn't your subordinates show some sincerity?" Reborn said to Takigawa Qingxian unhurriedly.

"Ah, that's right." Takigawa Qingxian nodded, "What do you want us to do?"

"It's very simple - don't interfere in the next battle, you can rest assured to follow us, the target will not run away."

"Wow, you're the smartest baby I've ever seen." Takikawa Qingxian's red eyes lit up.

"Tch." Hayato Gujiji looked at the two people behind him unhappily, and was on high alert.

Takikawa Aozuru took out his mobile phone from the collar on his chest, edited the information as he walked, roughly explained the current situation and sent it to Mori Ogai.

Close the front cover of the mobile phone and put it back, and found that they stopped in front of a row of stone tables, took out lunch boxes and drinks and put them on the table, it seemed that they were going to have a picnic first.

He was on his way most of the morning, and seeing that it was almost time for meal, Takigawa Qingxian quietly looked at the packed lunch boxes.

"Could it be that Qingxian is trying to make money? Eh——" Osamu Dazai approached his ear and dragged his voice, and the latter raised his hand to hold his face and then pressed it to the ground.

Amidst the exclamations, Osamu Dazai raised his head from the ground with pouted buttocks, rubbed his cheeks and complained, "I was hit by the accusation, so I became angry and wanted to take revenge on me? I didn't expect you to be such a person."

Takigawa Qingxian sat cross-legged on the ground directly, with a sad expression but a cheerful tone, "I'm protecting you, Dazai, you oily bottle, so I will be very hurt."

Osamu Dazai followed his line of sight, just in time to see the scene where the bottled drink gradually expanded and exploded, and those people also hid under the stone table one after another.

"Ah, it seems that I misunderstood." He turned his head to look at the splashed object where he was standing just now, and leaned his head on the young man's shoulder with a moved face, "Qing Xian is so gentle, I don't think so. I'm afraid I will fall."

"Don't love me, it doesn't work—"

The two leaned behind the stone table, ignoring the seemingly fierce battle behind them, and hurt each other one after another.

Seeing Biyangqi who was fighting with the red-haired girl in front of her, and hearing the conversation between the two from time to time, Sawada Tsunayoshi complained helplessly.

The author has something to say:

Qingxian (pocket sleeves): It is impossible to follow the plot, and if you don’t pay wages, you won’t follow the plot.