Famous Hair Loss Treatment Center in Yokohama

Yokohama is a very special, chaotic and orderly city. Day, dusk, and night are governed by three supernatural agencies, and the role played by the port mafia is to create chaos at night and rule order at night. maintainer.

Whenever the night falls, under the cover of darkness, evil, hopelessness, money, and corruption begin to dance freely. Various dark forces will grow wildly in the middle of the night, absorbing the evil nutrition they need, and the port mafia is both a participant in the evil , is also the maintainer of order.

The Sheep of Radium Bowl Street is a self-defense organization formed by teenagers, but it does not belong to the light, but belongs to the darkness just like the port mafia.

The King of Sheep is now going to the mafia office building, which is no small feat.

"Such a large office building is almost a landmark building." Saitama pointed to the office building in the distance and said, "It can be seen clearly from such a distance. Is Mr. Mori afraid that others will not find the target?"

The current mafia has just started to improve under the newly appointed leader, but they themselves think that the organization is the leader in Yokohama, but in fact there are still many forces who are not convinced and are hostile to the mafia for some profit reasons.

Saitama stood beside Nakahara Nakaya, holding his coat with both hands, and questioned Mori Ogai's IQ in a low voice, "Mr. Mori is the leader, and the office is still on the top floor. The target is so obvious that the enemies don't even need to look for it."

I don't really understand the thinking of a mafia leader.

Probably because Mori Ogai is a person who often haunts in the middle of the night?However, the Central Plains seems to be similar, and there are also haunts in the dark.

"Chuya, do you know why?" Saitama asked.

The orange-haired boy was wearing an ironed white shirt, buttoned to the top, "I don't know the reason. Sheep are different from the mafia. Teenagers who are not yet grown up will not make big troubles, nor will they be contaminated with too many crimes. The most important thing is Unfortunately, the sheep are poor."

The King of Sheep is still living in a very small house on Rabo Street, and has divided his house in half because he took in a new member.

How can it be compared with the mafia leader, there is no entire office building, and there is no business that makes money day and night.

Comparing the two, the orange-haired boy felt a disparity like a natural moat.

In addition to weapons, mafia members must also have brand-name suits. Even the lowest-level members like Oda have two or three suits to replace.

Nakahara couldn't help but look at Saitama. The sheep organization members around him were studying the leaflets of supermarket promotions every day, and they often went to the supermarket for extremely intense shopping.

Clothes are discounted items for big promotions in supermarkets. Wearing them on beautiful boys is no less than top-notch fashion and beautiful equipment. Wearing them on ordinary boys, they become cheap goods with the same quality as street stalls.

"I will make more money and buy you better clothes." The orange-haired boy pondered for a long time before suddenly saying.

At least if it looks particularly good at first glance, especially big-name, especially valuable, and especially the kind that sets off the temperament.

"The clothes are enough now." Saitama is very satisfied with the current state, "The clothes can be worn as long as they can be worn, there is no need to wear them well. Safety is the most important thing, and I am very safe now."

So very satisfying.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also comforted, but the seeds of 'famous brand and expensive clothes' were still planted in his heart.

The mafia office building during the day actually looks no different from other office buildings. The people who come in and out are also in a hurry, and the pressure of social animals like a mountain is on their bodies.

Two teenagers appeared at the entrance and exit of the office building. The security guard at the gate saw them who were out of tune with many social animals, and immediately stepped forward to inquire.

Looking at the tall security guards, the ground under Zhongya Zhongya's feet instantly sank a small piece.

The king of sheep is full of aura, ready to strike at any time.

Saitama held down the orange-haired boy's hand and explained, "We are maintenance workers, responsible for repairing the damaged parts of the top floor. If you don't believe me, you can ask Mr. Mori."

Looking at the motionless security guard, Saitama knew that the security guard did not have the authority to directly contact the leader, so he kindly proposed a solution, "You can call Oda, Sakaguchi Ango, and Dazai. If that doesn't work, you can call Mr. Mori, and I will Know the number."

The ordinary-looking teenager calmly dispelled the security guard's doubts about him, and even helped to propose several solutions.

Anbao's doubts disappeared. He was not very familiar with Oda and Ango, but he knew Mr. Dazai. As far as he knew, no one had been able to trick Mr. Dazai, only Mr. Dazai.

The ordinary boy in front of him seemed to have no ability to deceive Mr. Dazai.

Thinking of this, the security backed away, made way, and let the two teenagers in.

The dedicated elevator to the top floor quickly descended, and the door slowly opened.

"Hey, a machine without emotions, little dwarf, I hope we can meet together in the beautiful world beyond." The boy lying in the elevator held a capsule in his hand, and swallowed the capsule in front of the two of them.

"Mackerel!" Zhongyuan Zhong also jumped up and quickly pressed the door close button, "Let's take the ordinary elevator."

The capsules are red and white, with the name of the drug printed on it, and they are available in the clinic. Qiyu can tell at a glance: it is a drug used to help sleep, and the dosage is very particular. It is a prescription drug, and ordinary people can only buy one capsule at a time.

Next to the brown-haired boy was an upside-down bottle, which was empty, and he had swallowed all the capsules in it.

The elevator door closed slowly under the control of the button, and the boy's iris-colored eyes slowly closed, gradually losing their luster.

Nakahara Zhong also quickly ran to the side and pressed the normal elevator button.

"No hurry." Saitama grabbed Nakahara Chuya who jumped up anxiously, "I know it well."

"There's no rush." ​​Nakahara was pulled back by Saitama, his eyes still looking at the rapidly changing numbers on the control panel.

While waiting, the speed of the elevator was always extremely slow, and Zhongya Nakahara wanted to run outside and run up directly along the surface of the building.

Only Qiyu remained calm, finally waited for the elevator, and dragged the boy into it quickly.

The number of floors keeps growing, eventually reaching the top floor.

Zhong Yuanzhong also ran out quickly, and a violent wind blew through the broken window. He waved his hand quickly, exerted supernatural powers, controlled the gravity factor in the air, and forcibly stopped the violent wind.

"Press the special elevator and let the elevator come up."

The orange-haired boy quickly pressed the button.

When the special elevator reached the top floor and the door opened, Zhongyuan Zhong also quickly ran in, and dragged out the almost non-existent mackerel that was lying still and even breathing weakly.

"Saitama." Chuya Nakahara looked at the young doctor, "If something happens to the mackerel, will the Mafia depend on us?"

Especially a black-hearted leader might threaten him to join the mafia.

"Nothing will happen." The little doctor said calmly, "There are two solutions now, one is to open the chest cavity, cut open the stomach and take out all the capsules, it only takes two to three minutes; Fill the stomach with a lot of fluid, then pump it out, and fill the stomach with fluid again..."

Qiyu squatted down and lifted the brown-haired boy's eyelids to look at his pupils, "I'm unconscious, it's too late for gastric lavage, so just cut it."

"There are no tools." Zhong Yuanzhong also suddenly realized this.

"Mr. Mori has it. This is his office. You can find it by looking around." Saitama said understandingly.

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked around, and sure enough, he saw a lot of scalpels nailed on the wall and a target.The scalpel on the wall needs to be sterilized before it can be used any more. Zhongyuan searched around again, and soon found a well-sealed medical box, which contained a scalpel that could be taken out at any time.

"Chuya." Saitama opened the medical box, sanitized his hands first, and then took out sterile gloves to put on, "Go and see the damaged parts of the office building..."

The brown-haired boy lying motionless seemed to be dead, and his chest seemed to no longer rise and fall.

Saitama walked over, blocked Chuya Nakahara's sight, and urged him, "Hurry up, we can't stay for long, we need to take him back to the clinic immediately after I finish the operation."

Zhong Yuanzhong also turned around quickly to check what he had damaged.

The floor, part of the slab, a whole glass wall, and fortunately the load-bearing walls are all intact.

"Okay." Saitama said.

The orange-haired boy turned around quickly, and saw that the boy lying on the ground was breathing more and more obviously, with brand-new bandages wrapped around his body, and his pretty eyebrows were slightly frowned, which was quite different from his usual appearance when he called 'little man'.

"Go back to the clinic." Saitama stood up.

"Let's go." Nakahara Nakahara removed the floor under the brown-haired boy, stood on it with Saitama, went out through the broken window, and flew steadily to the clinic.

The special elevator on the top floor opened again, and the mafia leader in a black suit and red scarf led the blond girl out.He rushed here as soon as he got the news, just to take the opportunity to embarrass the king of sheep who came to try to repair the office building, and it would be best to embarrass him.

The leader walked out of the elevator excitedly, and was forced to stop after taking a few steps.

There was a pit in front, and the floor was gone, just a bare concrete floor.

"Rintaro, I want to eat cheesecake." The blond girl reminded in a strong voice.

"Where is the person?" Mori Ogai looked around, but he didn't see the boy coming up by the elevator, only saw that his office was more damaged.

There was an open medical box on the ground, and Mori Ogai didn't think much about it, thinking that his apprentice had an occupational disease, and he couldn't put it down when he saw the medical box.

"Alice, the cheesecake is here. But I need to make a new bill first..."

"Deliberately destroying the floor of the mafia chief's office, causing a huge mental loss to the chief, this time the bill seems to be doubled." The 200 million bill did not work, turned into 400 million, and had a better excuse: sabotage .If so, it should be able to achieve the goal.

It should be...well, if it has nothing to do with Saitama.