The day when the god-sama was secretly in love at the port of Mafia

The night in Yokohama is getting darker and darker, with the breath of a storm coming, and the thick black clouds are pressing down heavily, and they are also pressing down on every thoughtful person in this city.

On a national road outside Yokohama, a smooth, cool and gorgeous motorcycle is speeding past. Riding on the motorcycle is a woman with a graceful and proud figure. She has a head derived from a helmet. With pale blond hair and a pair of sharp and dangerous eyes, she looked at the car ahead, and the corners of her mouth slowly curled up, revealing a wicked smile.

Belmode rode to the side of the black car, lowered his waist and cast winking eyes at the young man with the window open and the other hand on the steering wheel: "Mr. Bourbon seems to be preoccupied, Do you mind talking to me?"

The young man in the gray suit paused, turned his head and smiled politely at Belmode, "No need."

Then he stepped on the accelerator, and the car jumped out in an instant, leaving Belmode behind.

Belmode: "... What a man who doesn't understand style."

Her expression calmed down, and she slowly turned the accelerator of the motorcycle with her hand. Her speed increased several times in an instant, and she surpassed the car driven by Bourbon in an instant and even went far.

At the highest point in Yokohama, he was covered with a large cloak, even under the strong wind, this cloak would cover Misamiyou's body tightly.

The Secret Service Building in the distance exploded without warning.

Fragmented stones and floors smashed down on the crowd below.

Yu Shenyou, who was hiding under the cloak, was stunned. His original posture of standing firmly on the edge of the tower changed, and he fell down the tower lightly, and then charged up when he was at a right angle to the tower at ninety degrees. Jumping, with the help of the reaction force of the tower, he reached the downstairs of the secret service department in an instant.

His head was hit by some gravel, and Yu Shenyou frowned in pain.

He quickly walked to the baby who had been left on the ground, picked it up, and jumped out with all his strength the next second the building was about to hit it.

Before Yu Shenyou could stand still, he saw a woman stumbling over and ran over, happily taking the baby in his hand with red eyes.

Seeing that the baby was not injured, she breathed a sigh of relief, then looked up at the tall figure in a black cloak in front of her.

"Are you alright?" Looking at the mysterious person in front of her, the woman's voice subconsciously lowered.

Although she was afraid, she still stretched out her hand bravely and wanted to uncover the cloak on the man's head - she had seen clearly that the man had been hit by gravel several times.

Grasping the hand of the woman in front of him, Yu Shenyou smiled and said, "I'm fine."

After looking up and looking around, he lowered his head and smiled brightly at the gentle woman holding the baby in front of him, "Let me take you to a safe place first, it's very dangerous here."

"it is good."

After being stopped, the woman wisely stopped trying to take off the cloak of the man in front of her.

After agreeing, she couldn't help but whispered again: "Thank you."

Hearing the woman's voice, Misaki smiled.But then his expression became condensed, and he spread his wide sleeves and injected divine power to block the flying bullets.

He immediately stopped wasting time and flew out nimbly with the woman and the baby in her arms.

After sending the person out of the center of the "battlefield", Yu Shenyou turned around and returned to the street where the Secret Service Division was located.

In the distance, a black-haired middle-aged man in a white coat walked over leisurely with his hands in his pockets.

On the other side, a samurai-looking silver-haired samurai with a nipple on his waist also walked over on wooden clogs.

After the two looked at each other, they stood beside the fortune-teller in silence.

The three looked up together.

A light rain began to fall pattering overhead, but a fiery flame couldn't be extinguished no matter what.

On the unruly face was a terrifying expression of a prey staring at its prey.

XANXUS raised the gun in his hand and pointed it at the white hat looking at him with ugly eyes.

The head was beaten fiercely, but Mori Ogai's expression was not serious at all.

He covered the top of his head with his hands, and murmured, "I should have brought an umbrella with me."

The three stood and watched for a long time before groups of people arrived one after another.

Everyone in Mafia at the port stopped in their tracks as soon as they arrived at the scene. When they saw the middle-aged man in a white coat standing in the center of the "battlefield", they all knelt down on one knee and saluted: "Boss!"

Zhongyuan Zhong also took off his hat and put it in front of him.

Meanwhile, everyone from the detective agency who came from the other side looked at the silver-haired warrior in the center of the "battlefield" and shouted, "President!"

The two parties stared at each other, not knowing what was going on.

And it's fine to stand with the leader (president) on the opposite side.

Why is there a man in a cloak standing in the middle.

--Who is this guy?

Yu Shenyou's indigo eyes hidden under the cloak lightly glanced at Nakahara Chuya who was kneeling on one knee.

As if feeling the invisible gaze, the red-haired youth raised his head and cast a puzzled look at the cloaked figure standing silently in the rain.

It just so happened that Osamu Dazai, who had climbed down from the tower, came late, walked past the crowd and stood beside the fortune-teller.

Osamu Dazai raised his iris eyes lightly, with a delicate expression, and said softly, "You fly really fast. It takes a long time to get here from that tower. It's really convenient to have the ability to fly."

——and just now in the mid-air in front of the tower, he can continue to fly after catching him, which shows that it is not a supernatural ability.

Osamu Dazai hid the strange color in his eyes, and there was nothing abnormal in his expression.

The expressions of everyone in the detective agency changed slightly.

They looked at Osamiyou who was dressed mysteriously, and then at Osamu Dazai with a familiar tone.Unconsciously began to diverge thinking.

The white hat fell down with a scorched appearance.

The four of Yu Shenyou did not move until the surrounding fog gradually rose.

Belmode and Bourbon stood outside the "center" circle, picking up the fish that slipped through the net.

Holding the binoculars, Bourbon said in a regretful tone, "That guy wasn't there."

Belmode asked with interest: "That guy?"

Bourbon replied: "A dangerous guy who likes to pretend."

The little baby in a black suit set up the pistol, slowly wiped the barrel and then pointed the muzzle at the white hat that looked like a scorched pigeon in the center of the battlefield.

——Not at all murderous.

Mamun next to him thought.

Perhaps only at the moment when he actually made a move, the killer would reveal a little bit of murderous aura.

Yu Shenyou looked at the iris youth next to him, and slowed down his voice: "Dazai..."

"I'm not going." Osamu Dazai replied quickly, as if he knew what Misami was going to say next.

Yu Shenyou: "..."

Osamu Dazai looked at Fyodor, who was lying dead in the distance, and said with a gloomy expression, "This guy's supernatural power seems to kill anyone who comes into contact with him."

Yu Shenyou paused, looked at Fyodor in the distance with indigo eyes, and said, "Then just wait."

The people from Port Mafia and the detective agency fell one by one.

Among the people who kept falling down one by one inexplicably, Fyodor got up from the ground.

Fyodor, who was ashamed and had a wound on his face, looked at Yu Shenyou thoughtfully, and smiled aloud, "Is it you who plotted against me?"

The information was provided by Sanhuamao and the official, the bait plan was set by Sanhuamao, and Yu Shenyou just exchanged conditions for some people to help.

So he naturally denied it: "It's not me."

Fyodor: "..."

Looking at Osamu Dazai beside the man in the black cloak, the head of Mafia at the port and the president of the detective agency, Fyodor smiled inexplicably at Misami's denial, without denying it.

"Have you ever seen a meteor fall?"

Fyodor asked abruptly.

Yu Shenyou looked at the young man wearing a white hat, and replied with a smile: "I was lucky enough to see it before."

"Oh?"

Fyodor said with great interest: "Then let's see the beauty of meteors again."

Yu Shenyou looked up and said, "It's better to watch beautiful things from a distance."

He felt the mountaineering bag on his chest move.

——It seems that Sanhuamao has woken up.

The meteorite arrived in an instant.

Mikamisu stretched out his hand to the "shooting star" that was charging towards Yokohama.

With him as the center, the divine power spreads out in a circle.

A golden glow enveloped the entire city.

Sanhuamao stuck its head out of the mountain bag, and was stimulated to tears by the instant bright light.

The vast divine power erupted.

Blood dripped from the corner of Yu Shenyou's mouth.

After blocking the "meteor", he turned around and used the word "sign" to return to a tall building not far away, and then spit out a mouthful of blood.

The three-flowered cat jumped out of the mountaineering bag, rubbed its eyes with its paws, squatted next to Yu Shenyou's hand holding the ground, and looked at the god with a worried face.

Yu Shenyou picked up the Sanhua cat in his arms and flew into the air again. He found a hidden position to watch the development of the "center".

Blood was gurgling from the white hat's forehead and heart.

It seems that the world's number one killer just now took advantage of the chaos to make a move.

Fyodor's body was quickly picked up by Mafia's subordinates at the port where he woke up, and then loaded into the car under Liu Lang's command.

The people in the detective agency who woke up slowly were clamoring to go forward and were stopped by Yukichi Fukuzawa, and then they watched the people in Mafia at the port leave unwillingly.

They turned their attention to the "mouse" hiding in the corner.

As a result, everyone in the detective agency started a cleansing operation.

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感谢在2020-11-2000:01:57~2020-11-2101:21:08期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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