I ate at the port Mafia

A talent can also turn into a curse.

This is the conclusion Yao came to after being locked up for a week.

People kept leaving the surrounding cells, and new people came in.

In the past few days, Haruka had listened to all kinds of pain.

The person who arrested him seems to be still negotiating with the port Mafia, so Haruka is still safe for the time being, but he doesn't know how much time Mori Ogai can help him delay.

The cell door was opened, and Fyodor, who had a weak temperament, was thrown in.

Seeing the pampered little prince sitting there, the person in charge of bringing Fyodor back showed him a malicious smile.

"It's coming to you soon."

What sounds like a threat is actually a reminder.

Mr. Sen's time to delay for him is coming to an end, and if he doesn't want to die here, he must act.

He got up and helped Fyodor who was collapsed on the ground, ignored the man who was still standing at the door, and dragged the slender but heavy beautiful boy to the bed.

The man didn't get the prayers and fears he expected. Feeling bored, he slammed the cell door loudly and turned to leave.

In the cell, Haruka looked at Fyodor who was gradually waking up from a coma.

"I'm leaving."

After the information collection is complete, if he stays any longer, he will be sent to the test bench.

"Go? It's not so easy to leave here."

The weak little white flower Fyodor looked at Haruka worriedly, "If you get caught..."

"I won't be caught."

There are nearly a hundred ventilation ducts between here and the laboratory, and Yao has also drawn up hundreds of escape routes. If he controls a few people to help him cover, he can leave easily.

"Let's go together."

Haruka stretched out his hand to Fyodor who lowered his head in front of him and wondered what he was thinking.

"You don't want to die in such a place at such a young age."

Before the other party hesitated to speak, Haruka grabbed the former's hand tightly clutching the quilt on his own initiative, "Follow me closely tomorrow."

Before he figured out Fyodor's real purpose, Haruka would not easily let the latter act alone.

Yes, after a few days of getting along, he still remained suspicious of Fyodor's identity.

Fyodor still lowered his head, looking unclear.

"it is good."

----

The next day, the two were taken out of the cell at the same time.

Besides them, there were some children who had been taken from several other cells.

A group of people were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, and were rushed to the "slaughterhouse" by several mercenaries.

Quietly and obediently walked to the edge of the crowd, Haruka suddenly staggered his feet clumsily and fell towards the mercenary closest to him.

"Hey! Look good..."

In the middle of speaking, the mercenary who was used as a support by Haruka suddenly raised the weapon in his hand, aimed at the other companions, and pulled the trigger.

The sound of gunshots and cursing mixed with the crying of children successfully covered up the small sound of the vent being opened.

Calling Fyodor to follow quickly, Haruka led him quietly to the parking lot of this base through the intricate ventilation ducts.

"can you drive?"

Looking away at Fyodor who was in a trance beside him.

The young man shook his head silently.

"Tsk."

There was no other way, Haruka had no choice but to sit in the driver's seat by himself, and it took several minutes just to adjust the seat.

Finally, before anyone else notices them, he puts his foot on the gas.

Not long after driving out, Haruka saw pursuers approaching from the rearview mirror.

"Can any of you deal with the people behind?"

This was said to the children who secretly followed the two of them into the car.

Everyone was a victim, so Haruka didn't make a sound to expel them when he found them coming.

Several native Russian kids in the back seat:? ? ?

Haruka: I almost forgot that they have a language barrier.

"Feyya, can you..."

The person sitting in the co-pilot was pale and fainted at some point.

On its abdomen, a glaring red mass is blooming.

There was a moment of silence in the car.

"It's really bad." Haruka sighed helplessly.

Whether Fyodor was injured and fainted on purpose, or whether the other party was just waiting for this moment to understand his abilities, Haruka had to do it himself.

A fool would know which one to choose between exposing abilities and being beaten into a sieve.

Yao was silent for a moment, and when her heartbeat returned to calm, she activated her ability.

The mental power, which should have been invisible and colorless, was in the shape of light golden ripples, rushing towards the vehicle behind Yao.

In the eyes of the pursuers, a golden wave suddenly appeared on the off-road vehicle in front, and it came to them in the blink of an eye. After that, they didn't know anything.

Without human control, a cold machine can only be a machine.

After dealing with the pursuers, Haruka glanced sideways at Fyodor who was staring at the rearview mirror.

"Don't pretend?"

The sickly little white flower smiled.

"Sbarasi~ What a powerful ability."

Fyodor, who had torn off his camouflage, stared at Haruka, "When did you find out?"

Yao looked straight ahead: "You are the only one who left the cell and came back alive, and the only room we live in has heating."

Pinholes and weakness can all be disguised, and the preferential treatment like heating was available before Yao Que, which also shows that the other party's identity is not ordinary.

Generally speaking, no one would even think of such a luxury as air conditioning for experimental products.

"But you are the first person I have seen who can freely control the brain's thinking. Do you think you can fool me? Unfortunately, you can't control their fear of you."

By persuading Fyodor to leave before, Haruka had secretly read his thoughts, which completely matched his superficial persona, but it was quite different from what other people knew about Fyodor.

Pointing to the people sitting in the back seat, Haruka continued: "Tell me, what is the purpose of all this trouble?"

Fyodor glanced at the huddled people in the back seat through the rearview mirror.

"Powerful abilities induce the ugliest desires in the hearts of human beings. Violent conflicts, crimes, bullying...the evil soil that breeds all kinds of crimes are these powerful abilities."

"Supernatural power is a sin, and the superhuman who is dominated by it is equally unforgivable."

Opening his hands and looking closely in front of his eyes, Fyodor's eyes were gloomy.

"Crime and punishment are good friends who live together."

A sinful ability should be punished accordingly.

Trying to ignore Fyodor who was in a strange state beside him, Yao parked the car on the side of the road and gestured to the people in the back seat to get off.

Haruka and Fyodor were the only ones left in the car.

"So you were the one who planned this operation." Haruka affirmed.

"Taking advantage of ordinary people's longing for supernatural powers, they arrested young supernatural beings wantonly, and finally put their minds on the head of the port mafia."

Are the teenagers of the fighting nation so brave?

"Your purpose is..." Kill all the supernatural beings?

Shocked by his guess, Haruka opened his mouth, but in the end he still didn't finish the sentence.

It takes a lot of suffering to have such an extreme idea.

Seeing what Haruka was thinking, Fyodor said, "The purpose this time is you."

Possessing powerful supernatural powers and still having good thoughts in the dark, such Kiyose-kun is very suitable for their "five declines of heaven and man".

Seeing that the whole thing was like a runaway horse, becoming more and more complicated, Yao supported his head, took out a pistol/gun from under the driver's seat, opened the safety and pointed it at Fyodor.

"Because of your random idea, my workload has doubled several times."

The supplier and the goods were seized and had to be helped, the contract would definitely need to be re-drafted, and the other party's industrial chain had to be damaged to help deal with it.

Press and rub the throbbing temple.

"Where is my supplier locked up now?"

After all, it is a well-known supplier in the underground world here, and the usefulness of living people is far greater than that of corpses, so Yao is sure that the other party must be locked up somewhere.

"Why don't you see it yourself, Kiyose-kun?"

As Fyodor spoke, he obediently poked his head over.

With a cold face: "Do you want to become mentally retarded?"

Even if he can't read the other person's true thoughts, he can still do things like mess up the brain and damage the nerves.

----

In the end, Fyodor revealed the current location of the supplier—under the threat of Haruka's Poyan Fist.

He found a hemp rope to tie him up, and Haruka led Fyodor into the enemy's camp swaggeringly.

The golden waves rushed past in front of everyone's eyes, and in an instant, only Haruka and Fyodor were left standing independently.

"Spalasi~"

There was Fyodor's undisguised admiration in his ears, and Yao felt that if his hands were not bound, Fyodor could have staged a seal clapping at this time.

Suppressing the dizziness from the depths of his brain, he walked ahead.

This kind of attack, which relies entirely on mental strength, is used twice a day, which is still too much for him at present.

Controlling the two to stand in front of him and Fyodor respectively, the four of them took the elevator down.

Before the two people who were used as shields were beaten into a sieve, he finally found the location of Mr. Supplier.

"Baihuo is so old, Mr. Anton."

Opening the cell door, Haruka's first words were a mockery of this tortured middle-aged man.

"Forget it, whether it's because of undercover or lack of ability, please cheer up now."

The delivery time has been delayed again and again. If this continues, Mr. Mori will let his subordinates fight the enemy with kitchen knives.

If Mr. Sen knew that he cared so much about the organization, he wondered if he would be given a salary increase.

Before the Mr. Anton in Yao's mouth had time to defend himself, he was dragged away by Yao.

In this way, Haruka dragged Fyodor with his left hand and Mr. Anton with his right hand. In front of him was a newly found human shield. The wonderful trio stood out from the encirclement under the intensive fire suppression.

Taking the getaway car again, Haruka and Fyodor sat in the back seat, while the only adult in front of him was Mr. Anton.

After taking a breath, Yao said, "Mr. Anton must have a backup."

"It's the group of people who stayed in the west of the city, I know it too."

Fyodor answered quickly.

Turning to look at him, Haruka came to a conclusion.

"It has been infiltrated, does Mr. Anton have any other alternatives?"

Fyodor rushed to answer again: "Which alternative plan does Kiyose-kun want to know?"

Mr. Anton: "..."

The two people in the back seat looked at each other, and a silent negotiation took just over a minute from start to finish.

As for the specific content of the negotiation, only the two of them know.

"Please drive faster. If you continue to dawdle like this, when we arrive at our destination, we will only be greeted by guns/mouths."

Sensing that the speed of the car was gradually slowing down, Yao sounded a reminder.

In less than an hour, Mr. Anton, who felt that his IQ had been crushed repeatedly, said weakly, "Do you know where I'm going?"

Fyodor: "Attack is the best defense when backup plans fail."

At this time, of course, it is to directly attack the enemy's base camp.

Haruka: "Have your other subordinates been notified, the three of us alone can't do it at all."

Mr. Anton: I don't need to speak anymore.

Every time he just thought of something to say, the two people behind him answered first. Are teenagers nowadays so amazing?

"Yes."

Mr. Anton: Does it mean that he doesn't need to talk or that teenagers are amazing! ?

"All."

Mr. Anton: "..."

Magical mind reading.

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ps: Mr. Tuo is too difficult to write orz

When I was writing, I kept repeating the single song "Sbarasi~" by Tuo Zong in my mind

感谢在2020-10-0922:24:59~2020-10-1022:52:02期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Shuanghua; 1 bottle of Blue;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!