Yokohama Slag God will never overturn

Two people with three legs, a simple and ordinary little game, was finally played to a height beyond ordinary people's imagination on the battlefield where superhuman athletes participated.

At the very least, the referees and spectators saw that two contestants from the Port Mafia and the Armed Detective Agency fought because of the quality of their clothes; All the contestants got into a ball, and the mouse leader's good partner was put in a sack and beat him up, etc. After the live performances, they were all sluggish.

The marshmallow that Bai Lan was pinching between her fingers had collapsed due to the excessive force of the owner, and it was sticking limply to Bai Lan's hand; Almost unable to hold on anymore; a certain mouse leader also lowered his head.

As for Yokohama's local host port mafia leader Mori Ogai and the armed detective agency president Fukuzawa Yukichi who have the most members...

The two people didn't know when they got up and left the referee's seat. They sat on the side and started chatting with teacups, forcibly ignoring the subordinates and members who were biased on the other side.

The only one who was really happy watching it was probably the representative of the Hound, right?

After all, in this competition, the only group that has maintained the leading position and rushed towards the key position without distraction is the members of the hounds.

Although the route they chose is a bit hard to describe.

"bass--"

The metal sharp blade cut off the messy tree trunk in front of him neatly, and the indifferent young man in military uniform retracted his knife, then raised his foot forward.

Another young man standing beside him looked at his companion in pain, and said in a weak tone, "Su Hiroshi...can you be more serious and choose a more normal route?"

He ran straight towards the finish line, splitting any trees and boulders blocking the way, and jumping over any pits...

Jono Caiju, who was forced to team up with Suehiro Tetsun to participate in this game because of the failure of the lottery, was very painful, especially when he was keenly aware of the strange sights of other people looking at them along the way, he felt a little bit broken.

"The shortest line segment between two points."

Without looking at the collapsing partner beside him, Suehiro spoke sincerely, then stretched out his legs and dragged Tiao Ye Caiju, who was not very cooperative with him, forward: "For the sake of the championship, don't hold me back."

Although dragging such a big man doesn't make him feel tired, it doesn't mean that Suehiro Tiechang can get used to his partner's aboveboard paddling and not serious competition.

A staggered Tiao Ye Caiju who was taken away was lying on the ground: ...

Hehe, I am really convinced by your uncle.

Wiping his face resignedly, Tiaoye Caiju remained expressionless: "Suguang Tiechang, listen to me, after you go back, you must drink a little more eight walnuts."

Mo Guang Tiechang turned around in doubt:?

Tiaoye Caiju smiled: "This stuff nourishes the brain, you can eat melatonin while you're alive."

If it wasn't for the absence of such products as brain fragments, he would definitely suggest this iron lump to buy a ton, and eat brain fragments ten times a day for three meals a day!

Or he can buy it with money, as long as it can make the product normal.

Sue Guang Tiechang, who didn't realize the deep meaning contained in Tiaoye Caiju's words, lowered his head slightly, thought for a moment and firmly rejected the other party's suggestion.

"No, my diet doesn't need to be adjusted at the moment."

Tiaoye Caiju: ...WTM did not give you serious advice on this aspect!

"People say that the port mafia guys don't have any diplomas, and almost all of them are illiterate. I think you are on the same level as them!"

A group of members of the port mafia who were sitting in the auditorium watching the show: ...

Grass, this arrow came really unexpectedly.

Mori Ogai, who was drinking tea and playing chess with Fukuzawa Yukichi, raised his head and looked at Bai Lan, Tosi and Sawada Tsunayoshi: What do you look at, I have a high degree of education!

The group of people under my hand couldn't get a degree certificate, but I did!

Mori, the top student among the illiterate, Ou, stands out from the crowd, and Wai: Don't be silly, even though I'm a gangster, and I even got to the position of the big boss of the organization, but I used to be a good student.

Don't slander me, give me JPG.

Nakahara Chuya, who was baptized by everyone's eyes, sat beside him: ...

What are you looking at?Didn't you just never go to school?Everyone is gangster/black, how many of them have gone to school seriously?How many have received degree certificates?

The gravity of the port mafia makes a sneer: everyone is the same, but it's just a fifty-step smile...

Bai Lan put down the empty bag of cotton candy in her hand: "Speaking of which, I went to college seriously, got a diploma, and even got to the top positions in various industries and got an authoritative certificate."

Vongola Judaime, Sawada, once a waste material, always failed in exams, Tsunayoshi smiled slightly: "Well, me too."

Dino, who came out of nowhere, touched his chin and added, "Mafia Academy?"

Tuosi lowered his head and played with his fingers, and said in a casual tone, "A diploma from a famous university is actually very easy to get."

The leader of the group, Mr. Fei, shook the goblet in his hand: "Elite talents, understand?"

Fukuzawa Yukichi took a sip of tea and continued to play chess, but his words were short and powerful: "Simple."

Nakahara Chuya, who never went to school: ...? ? ?

What if we agreed to be illiterate together?What's going on with you guys?When did each of them get their degree certificates?

"It's not easy to find a job these days."

Holding the teacup in both hands, Mori Ogai let out a sigh of emotion: "It's really hard to earn a living without a diploma."

The big bosses at the head of all organizations nodded in agreement: "That's right."

"As a qualified mafia, how can you do it without going to school?"

Nakahara Chuya: ...

"As a qualified mafia, how can you do it without a diploma?"

Nakahara Chuya: ...

"As a qualified mafia, there is no..."

Zhong Yuan also stretched out his hand to hold the head of a certain mackerel with no expression on his face, and then slammed the opponent on the table: "You, a guy who has never been to school, is not qualified to speak!"

"Who said that?"

Even with his face buried in the table, Osamu Dazai still stubbornly said the rest: "I am a top expert in the lockpicking industry! I also have a lot of certificates!"

Central Plains Chuya: ...grass.

All the bigwigs here had a harmonious and friendly discussion on the issue of academic qualifications. Except for an honest person who felt stabbed in the heart, everyone else was smiling and happy.

After all, it wasn't me who was stabbed, and it was also a lot of fun to see someone with a dark face and an aggrieved look.

There are not many opportunities to force gravity to this level, so don't miss it!

Thus, this game came to a successful conclusion amidst the laughter of everyone.

As the No.1 of this competition (although it is the bottom one), Xiaowu stood in the corner and squatted on the ground drawing small circles, and still received encouragement and care from others.

"Ah, it's just a game, don't pay too much attention to it."

After being hurt unilaterally, the aggrieved mentality that mustache had accumulated disappeared completely after noticing Xiaowu's depressed mood.

Even after the two of the hounds won No. 1, Hidekiri walked straight towards the small corner where Xiaowu was hiding, with a very soft tone.

"You do not understand."

Squatting on the ground sullenly, Xiao Wu said in a melancholy tone, "Do you think what I care about is the ranking? What I care about is money!"

After finishing speaking, Xiao Wu paused, and continued: "I currently owe [-] billion yuan in debt. If I can't pay it, I will jump into the sea and commit suicide to avoid the debt! If I am not worthless, I would give myself sold……"

"It will not happen."

When Mustache heard Xiao Wu's words, his eyelids shrank suddenly, revealing a gloomy aura around him.But soon, he adjusted his mood again, and stretched out his hand to the top of Xiaowu's head.

But at the moment when he was about to touch the opponent's hair, Mustache changed direction and landed on Xiaowu's shoulder.

"No, you will win."

Bowing his head, Mustache was still smiling, but inexplicably, Xiao Wu felt that the other party seemed to be in a bad mood, and became extremely serious.

"Oh, I hope so."

In the end, Xiao Wu took the lead in turning his head away from Huqie's eyes: "Take one step at a time. If it doesn't work, I'll work part-time to pay off the debt."

If it’s not enough in one year or ten years, it can always be paid back in hundreds of years, right?

After tidying up his mood, Xiao Wu patted his face and managed to pull himself together: "Okay, partner, let's go, let's continue the competition."

Partner?

Looking at the back of Xiaowu in front of him, Mustache lowered his eyes.

It's not a bad title either.

It's better than...

After Xiaowu had collected her mentality and walked to the competition venue again, she fell silent after seeing the competition items.

"Hmm... tacit understanding test?"

After reading each word in a strange tone, Xiao Wu looked down at the questionnaire in his hand, completely speechless.

A group of two people fills out two questionnaires with each other, and then answers the questions. If they agree with their partner's answer, they will get one point. The group with the highest score is the first.

But, can the game still be like this?

Are you sure this is a serious game?Don't lie to me because I read less!

Despite the constant complaints in his heart, Xiao Wu still picked up the pen and filled out the questionnaire honestly.

After handing over the roll paper, Xiao Wu looked at Mustache who was standing opposite him, and took a deep breath nervously: Can their plastic partner team win in this tacit competition?

Ahhhh, I just hope that the loss won't be too ugly.

Just when Xiaowu was staring at Mustache nervously and praying in his heart, Mustache standing opposite her showed a comforting smile.

Seeing the other party's smile, the inexplicable Xiao Wu also felt a little relieved.

Exhaling quietly, Xiao Wu raised his head and looked at the problem that had arisen.

"favorite food……"

Xiao Wu was silent for a moment, and then replied with some uncertainty: "Sweet...sweet food?"

One point for one correct answer.

Xiao Wu: Is that okay?

Mustache: (*￣︶￣)

Xiaowu's confidence doubled after Meng got a question right: "Favorite color, gold?"

Isn't it just gambling luck?Come on, bet on it!

Machine: One point for one correct answer!

Xiaowu's eyes are bright: "Hobby, make trouble!"

Fuck, I'm a European emperor!

Machine: One point for one correct answer!

……

After successfully getting almost all the questions right, Xiao Wu was in a daze for a moment: Am I really the Chosen One?

This luck is too strong!

The corners of her lips raised in excitement, and Xiao Wu raised her eyes to look at the last question.

"Favorite, favorite person?"

Xiaowu: I beep——

She knows this stupid question!

The corner of her eyes twitched, Xiaowu gritted her teeth, and was about to turn the table, when she suddenly noticed that Ren standing opposite her was looking at her intently, with emotions that she couldn't understand surging in her golden pupils.

Oddly enough, Xiao Wu stretched out his finger and pointed at himself: "Me?"

Machine: One point for one correct answer!

Mustache, who heard the sound of the machine, tilted his head slightly, and looked at Xiao Wu opposite, with a soft smile on his face.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Wu's eye sockets shrank, and he lost his mind for a moment.

There seemed to be some fragmentary pictures that could not be pieced together in my mind, and it was difficult to capture them in a flash.

"Sarah, then it's my turn."

Mustache walked over with a smile on his face: "Partner, we are going to take the first place."

After all, Higakiri looked calmly at the question that emerged, and then spoke——

"My partner's favorite food? Well, wagashi."

"Favorite color... the color of her own hair and eyes."

"I have no favorite animals."

"Hobbies... sleep."

Xiao Wu, who stood there dumbfounded, said:? ? !

On the opposite side, Mustache spoke quickly without blinking, answering one question after another with ease, and the smile on his face became brighter and brighter, and soon came to the last question.

"Favorite, favorite person?"

Hidekiri, who seemed to have fallen into a certain state, blinked and replied without thinking, "Of course it's me~"

Machine: Dip——If you answer wrong, one point will be deducted.

Mustakiri: ...? ? ?

The smile on his face froze suddenly, and the mustache cut slowly turned his head inch by inch, tilting his head to look at Xiao Wu in confusion.

Being looked at by Mustache, Xiaowu felt a little bit of guilt inexplicably, so he stretched out his hand to cover his face silently, squatted down slowly, and replied in a low voice: "This question... I filled it in, Zhongya Zhongyuan. "

Hidekiri was silent when he got the answer.

After a while, Hikiri smiled.

"Crack-"

There was a slight sound of drawing a knife, and then a Fu Sangshen with short creamy white hair rubbed Xiaowu's head with a smile, his tone of voice revealed a smile, and his voice was soft and gentle: "It's okay, it's just a wrong question. "

He rubbed Xiaowu's head comfortingly, lowered his mustache, and the smile on his face became brighter and gentler, and the golden cat pupils were also full of gentleness: "Hey, come on, tell me, the one called Who is in Central Plains?"

"Don't be afraid, and don't be nervous."

Mustache continued to smile, and the veins in the hand hidden under the glove holding the main body were bulging: "I just really want to get to know him, and then chat, talk about life."

"I think I will have a lot of common topics with him."

"I don't want to kill him, absolutely not. I don't want to make him disappear, after all, I'm a good person."

In the end, a certain Heianjing old sword said with a smile.

The author has something to say:

Chuya: Although I don't know why I feel the chills on my back, but it's definitely not wrong to beat up the mackerel.

Mustache: Hahaha, how could I chop people with a knife?I just want to get acquainted with that guy called... well, Nakahara Chuya.

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