Yokohama city god is very violent

If every city has a god, they will hold a city god meeting every once in a while to review the situation in their own city.

In a pure white space, the gods are sitting around the round table, and the city god of Tokyo is sitting on the chair, with his feet on the table, his hands crossed on the back of his head, his face full of indifference, and his voice is nonchalant, "I can't control those demons Now, they can do whatever they like, as long as they don’t have nothing to do and destroy the city.”

The god of Ikebukuro City is very Buddha, with his hands spread out, and his face looks like he is about to ascend to heaven, "It's all good, our family's affairs are not too big, welcome to make troubles."

Ichigo Kumamoto smiled softly, his whole body was filled with the light of an angel in the west, and his tone was gentle: "Everyone, don't be so desperate, lower your body and communicate with them, maybe you will find that everyone will have a common language."

"It's the most peaceful place in your place, of course you can say such a thing." The only child here, the Yokohama City God, rolled his eyes and said.

Maybe it's because the body is a child, this action was done by Yokohama City God very cutely, the cheeks are puffed up, and because of the restraint of the body, the voice is fierce and fierce.

"Haha." Tokyo City God suddenly felt better, walked to Yokohama City God in a few light steps, squeezed the flesh on his face while he was not paying attention, and returned to his chair with a smile.

"Stop making trouble, you are such a big god!" Yokohama City God shook his hand and said grumpily.

"Don't be in a bad mood, drink a glass of sweet milk." Bingsheng handed over a glass of milk carefully. Yokohama Shishen seemed to be blocked by something. He suspected that Bingsheng was mocking his height, but seeing the other person's expression, he was suffering from No evidence.

Big Brother Tokyo City God said: "Is there anything else you want to report?"

Kyoto said: "I'm fine, as long as the Shinigami kids in your area don't come to me."

Osaka seconded: "That's right, I have the help of the god of marriage here, which can be regarded as peaceful. As long as the kid from the god of death doesn't come, nothing will happen."

The city god of Tokyo sighed, and said helplessly: "We have no way to restrict their actions. What can we do? Let's live."

"Hmph." Yokohama snorted, Tokyo glanced at him, and said, "I said Ah Bin, you are the only one here who has no right to talk about poor discipline. Yokohama seems to be the city with the most cities on the verge of destruction."

The Mayor of Yokohama clenched his fists and slapped the table. He had the aura of his own Hong Kong gangsters and said angrily: "Look, I will definitely find out those who destroy the city and beat them up, so that they will never die again." Don’t dare to destroy the beautiful city of Yokohama.”

"Hey, you don't want to learn from Kumamoto, do you?" Tokyo frowned.

"I don't think you can do it." Then, he nodded his head and said with certainty.

Yokohama's personality is a bit irritable, and he can't hear others say "no", Tokyo's words completely ignited his explosive barrel.

"Look, I will make Yokohama the most peaceful city!"

Yokohama has set a flag.

The streets at night conceal many unknown things, such as Rush.

This kind of thing is almost commonplace in Yokohama. The man in black, who was almost blending into the night, raised his wooden warehouse, and the sharp murderous intent in his eyes became the brightest light in the night.

The method of disposing of the corpse is very simple, either throwing it into the sea to be swallowed by fish and shrimp, or melting it with strong acid, so that there is not even a scum left.

Ganghei is very close to the port, most people would choose the first method, but——

"Have you ever considered environmental issues?"

A seven or eight-year-old child jumped off a high wall in the alley, wearing a baseball cap to cover his face, and only impatient words spit out from his mouth.

"Every time I throw it into the sea, it's disgusting. Have you considered how the sea feels?"

The child raised his head, his eyes were like the blue sea in the daytime, shining with anger, the corners of his mouth were pressed down, it was clearly a child's face, but his expression was like that of an adult.

The man in black hurriedly raised the wooden warehouse, his cold murderous intent was undisguised, he opened the wooden warehouse and shot the suspicious child to death without saying a word.

A miraculous scene appeared, the bullets shot from the wooden warehouse tube suddenly fell from mid-air before it touched the child, and the remaining momentum could only roll around on the ground, stained with mud.

"What's going on?" The man in black widened his eyes.

The child pressed down on the brim of his hat, put his hands in his pockets, and said coldly: "In the territory of Yokohama, no weapon can hurt me, including you, including everything."

"Who the hell are you?" The man in black couldn't help taking a step back in fear, his hard heart was finally shaken in the face of this weird scene.

"I'm Yokohama." The child proudly announced his identity, pointed at the group of people in front of him with one hand, and swore in a domineering tone——

"It's because of you that Yokohama is so uneven, and I have been ridiculed by them all the time. Since you don't know how to cherish it, starting today, I will help you learn to cherish every plant and tree in Yokohama!"

After hearing this inexplicable passage, the man in black didn't react, until the child stepped in front of them, looking down at them with a haughty attitude.

"I will not hurt anyone in Yokohama, because I want to protect this city."

When the child mentioned Yokohama, his arrogant cat eyes were slightly bent, as if facing someone he loved deeply.

"So, wake up."

A group of people sent by Hong Kong gangsters to do missions returned safely, but it seemed that there was something wrong with their brains.

Chief Mori Ogai sat on the only chair in the room, crossed his hands on his chin, and asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

The subordinate hesitated and didn't know how to speak, but when he saw Mori Ogai's dark red eyes, he spoke out with excitement: "You can't tell from the outside, but it seems that you suddenly changed your personality. Men are not very careful in life, but since last night, they have been clamoring to protect the environment, protect Yokohama... and so on."

Mori Ogai rubbed his chin: "Could it be a psychic ability to change a person? There are no people with such abilities in Hong Kong, and I can't see anything."

"Any other abnormalities?"

The subordinate thought for a while and replied, "No, the only exception is this."

Mori Ogai was thinking, and Alice, who was drawing next to her, was done. She held up the brightly colored painting to Mori Ogai, begging for praise arrogantly: "How is it, Rintaro?"

"Ah! Alice Jiang's drawing is really good!" The pedophile leader immediately lost his image, surrounded by the blond young boy, completely ignoring his subordinates.

"Alice-chan, do you want to change into the new skirt?"

"No! I don't want to change, I hate Rintaro!" Alice linked her arms, turned her head away, pretended to ignore Mori Ogai, and went to draw again.

Mori Ogai reflected that his subordinates were present at this time, and said with a smile of inexplicable meaning: "It's better to leave this matter to Zhong."

"Yes." The subordinate replied, turned and left.

After the subordinate left, Alice took a pen and made a face at Mori Ogai, "Rintarou is good or bad, and Chuya finally got some time to catch his breath, and you gave him troublesome things again."

"I am also capable during exercise." Mori Ogai innocently took out the black gold card from his pocket, and said excitedly: "Alice-chan, let's go shopping."

"Okay, but I'm going to eat cake, so I don't want to change into a skirt." Alice pouted and said domineeringly.

"Okay!" Mori Ogai agreed, but what he thought in his heart was that as long as he went to the street, it would be a matter of time before he bought a small skirt.

Alice couldn't figure out what this old man was thinking about, and she said——

Although I am not a human being, you are a real dog!

After Nakahara Chuya came out of the world of Edgar Allan Poe's novels, the first thing he did was to smash the detective agency, and the second thing was to return to Hong Kong and Hei, and with a burst of anger, the accumulated After all the work has been done, there is a time to relax.

Sitting in the cadre's office, Nakaya rested his cheeks, his eyes were half closed, and his soft half-length orange hair swayed slightly as he lowered his head. Although his expression was tired and couldn't be concealed, it still couldn't hide its bright and dazzling beauty.

There were three knocks on the door, and Chuya instantly returned to his normal state, straightened his back, and said, "Come in."

After the subordinate who delivered the leader's order saw Chuya, he first expressed his feelings for Mr. Zhongyuan's prosperous beauty, and then delivered the leader's order.

Zhongye's expression froze for a second, and then he said calmly: "Okay, please tell the leader, I will definitely not disgrace my life."

"Yes." The subordinate bowed his head respectfully.

After the man left, Zhong also clenched his fists, wishing he could say something through his teeth: "Don't let me know who is doing things!"

Yokohama, who was buying crepes on the street, let's call him Hama, sneezed, rubbed his nose, and wondered who was praising him.

The crepe seller gently handed a crepe to A Bin and said with a smile, "I hope you like it."

"It will definitely." A Bin put aside the matter just now, took it with a serious face, and nodded.

Thinking back to when he didn’t transform into a human body, he often observed the lively streets when he was bored. This crepe shop has received good reviews from the general public, and almost no one who has eaten there has anything bad to say.

After A Bin tasted it, he felt that anyone who dared to say that the crepes in this store were not delicious should throw that person into the sea.

A Bin was walking on the street while eating. In the eyes of others, he was just a naughty kid in a hat, blue jacket and sweatpants enjoying the delicious food in his hands.

The raven-black hair, blue eyes, and plump, white and tender cheeks are even more lovely. The raised cat eyes are like the finishing touch, making this face full of vitality. At this time, it is shining brightly, bluer than the sea in Yokohama.

Early in the morning, when it was time to go to work, there would always be one or two people in a hurry who accidentally bumped into something. The white-haired boy was running in a hurry with two bags of things, but he accidentally bumped into the small group at his feet while looking ahead.

"Hey—my crepe!"

The boy's body froze, his eyes moved down, and he saw Ah Bin looking at the crepe that fell to the ground with no way to eat.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Atsushi Nakajima quickly apologized, "Otherwise I'll buy you another one!"

Ah Bin's mood changed from happy to normal, and when he saw Atsushi Nakajima, he instantly became negative.

Pointing at Atsushi Nakajima, raised an eyebrow, and said in a super bad mood: "Road sign!"

"You!" Atsushi Nakajima, who was very sensitive to this word because Fitzgerald called it [road sign], looked at the child in front of him vigilantly.

"I still don't pay for my crepe!" A Bin pressed the corner of his mouth and said angrily.

The author has something to say:

Abby is actually cute