Yokohama city god is very violent

Zhongyuan Zhong also wanted to dare to touch his little boy countless times and throw him out of the room, but when he saw those blue eyes that were very similar to him, he restrained his thoughts a little.

But after hearing the rumors that almost everyone in the port of Mafia knows, this kind of thinking can no longer be stopped.

The cadre's independent office is fully furnished, and Zhongye's office is based on light gray, which is clean and tidy, yet elegant and quiet.

Two independent soft sofas are placed on one side of the large mahogany desk.

Sister Hongye was smiling, half-holding the steamy hot tea, the wide sleeves of the kimono half-covered the lower half of her face as she drank the tea, her voice was the stability and elegance of a mature woman, "I haven't seen you for a few days, it is said that There is also an extra son."

Nakahara still respects Koyo Ozaki very much. If his subordinates don't have the vision to mention the topic of "son" in front of him, they will definitely be crushed by gravity.

"It's just a little brat who can't control himself."

He spoke in a calm voice.

Koye Ozaki's eyes with red eyeshadow were half-drooped, and there was an unconcealable ridicule and smile in his eyes: "What are you going to do, does Chuya really want to raise a son?"

"Of course not!" Zhong also frowned, "Let's... raise it for a while."

Hongye smiled: "Children are very naughty, so be careful."

"Hmph." Chuya pressed down on the brim of his hat, his cobalt blue eyes shone with an unknown light, and he felt like he had a heart attack when he thought of A Bin.

In the past few days, he has perfectly shown Zhong Ye what a bear child is. The children Zhong Ye met are either very sensible or have abnormal brains, and some of them are already worried about their livelihood.

How can he be so ignorant of the world and be mischievous all day long, and then look innocent afterwards.

I owe a lesson, Zhong also thought so.

When he got home from get off work, Ah Bin was surprisingly peaceful, nestled on the sofa, staring at Zhong Ye with blinking eyes, very unlike the little devil king a few days ago.

Zhong also felt that something was wrong, why is this kid so honest, could it be that he wants to hold back, he sat on the dining table calmly, put the food he brought, and beckoned to A Bin.

When A Bin trotted towards him, he also found the wine jar in A Bin's hand, which was very Chinese/Chinese style, and he put it in front of him with a proud face, and said, "This... is considered compensation."

"Where did you get this wine?" Zhong Ye smelled the wine, his spirits lifted, and then he thought about A Bin's behavior of eating, drinking, and penniless, thinking where did this come from? Stolen?

A Bin folded his arms and turned his head, humming: "This is given by a...friend. China's Qiulubai has been stored for many years. It should not be worse than your wine."

"You still have friends?" Zhong Ye's eyes became more subtle, and he paid more attention, "Why don't you go to your friend's house to eat and drink?"

"He...he, it would be embarrassing for me to go to his place!" A Bin said with a guilty conscience, climbed off the chair and kicked Ye hard, stared at him, took the food, and went back to his room to eat.

His cheeks were bulging, and he looked very angry. Before leaving, he gave Chuya a look and asked him to coax him.

Chuya: "..." This brat!

After the man left, Zhong also made up his mind not to coax him. He is one of the five cadres of Mafia at the port. He is young and promising.

His eyes shifted to the wine standing quietly on the table, Zhongya took a wine glass from the wine cabinet, poured a small glass carefully, swirled the liquid and smelled the aroma of the wine.

The smell is sweet, mellow, but very pure, giving Zhongye the feeling of dewdrops on the grass leaves in the early morning of autumn, cold and clear, with a long aftertaste.

He took a breath and drank it.

The wine enters the throat, the aroma of the wine spreads, and the clean and cold taste makes me think of the flying snow in my mind, the softness and coldness of the snowflakes sliding down between the fingers, a flower blooming rustlingly in the cold wind, the petals Even slight shudders seemed real.

It has a lingering taste, and it melts into the stomach quickly after one mouthful, like a ball of warm water, warm hands and feet, dispelling all the coldness in the body, comfortable, making people want to fall asleep in this warm environment .

Qiulu's degree of whiteness was extremely high, and Zhongya fell asleep on the table after drinking a cup.

"No? I'm going to sleep now!" A Bin poked Zhong Ye, amazed, this guy completely forgot that he poured just one glass, and he had no memory of being drunk after he was drunk.

In his memory, that guy in Tokyo had a very good capacity for alcohol, and after drinking a bottle, his face turned slightly red, without the slightest bit of fuzziness.

A Bin rolled his eyes and pupils, cleverly counted on his head, after a while he picked up the hook-line pen and smiled maliciously, and slowly moved his hand towards Zhong Ye's handsome face, when the pen was about to touch it, Zhong Ye moved , suddenly grasped his wrist.

"!" A Bin was startled, and wanted to get rid of these powerful hands, but his strength was not as strong as others, and he did not break his brows tightly.

In the next second, Chuya opened his eyes.

The water vapor condensed in those beautiful cobalt blue eyes, blurring the coldness, leaving the ignorant warmth, outlining a wanton and bright smile, Ah Bin suddenly felt a little bad.

Zhong is obviously drunk.

Chuya, who was drunk... was crazy, and the wine was extremely bad.

Today, Ah Bin personally experienced what it is like to spend a night with someone who is not good at drinking.

After Nakaya got drunk, he turned into a Yokohama dancer, the king of Yokohama singers, holding Ah Bin with his left hand and a microphone with his right, singing wow-wah, his body moving with the melody of rock and roll, showing his thin waist.

A Bin gritted his teeth, his left hand was bound, he could only use his right hand to break free, but Chuya only used one hand to hold his two hands high above his head, and with a big hand, he held the two hands together.

Zhong also turned around with his hands vigorously, and he followed suit. Zhong also put down the microphone, sang a cappella, and danced. When the light from the window shone through the crazy night inside the house, Nakaya fell silent and fell asleep on the ground.

Ah Bin's hands and feet were sore, and there were bruises around his wrists, which showed how merciless he was.

The carpet was torn and curled up, most of the porcelain was accidentally smashed, and only the table where Qiu Lubai was placed was safe.

A Bin's forehead burst into a cross, and now he wanted to throw Qiu Lubai off, and even more wanted to strangle himself who delivered the wine during the day.

"You are a dancer, you are the king of singers, and you can sing all night long because you sing so badly!" A Bin angrily mentioned Chuya, who was in a deep sleep, and suddenly yawned, his panda-like eyes were very blind beauty.

He lay next to Nakaya, and fell asleep on the spot without getting dirty by pulling the carpet.

"I will never let you go when you wake up." He muttered in a low voice, his voice getting lower and lower, after a while, Ah Bin fell asleep.

Ah Bin is the city god of Yokohama. He was born because of this city. If the city is destroyed, he will disappear. If the city is damaged, his divine power will also be weakened.

Yokohama is a place outside the law, where people with supernatural powers gather. Many people with supernatural powers regard Yokohama as a place where freedom is trampled on. The Three-Quarter Concept protects the city in a sense.

But while Port Mafia protects the city in its own way, it also weakens Abin's divine power.

According to Abin's own words: A group of damned people, a few years ago, Huangbatu created an irreversible big hole, and then there are supernatural beings fighting every day, regardless of the environment, causing Yokohama to be potholed and spiritual power plummeted .

Especially combined intrusions,

The curse of Yumeno Hisaku.

A Bin was affected by this, and his mental power was severely weakened. As a last resort, he could only save his divine power and turned into a child.

Lao Tzu used to be the fighting force in the city gods, the most handsome one among the gods.

In the dream, A Bin bit his lips and gritted his teeth, thinking.

The employees of the port Mafia found that one of their model worker cadres was late today, two hours late.

"How did you find that supernatural person?" Zhong Yuan Zhong also walked into the office forcefully, pulling down the brim of his hat to hide the blush from drunkenness on his face.

After waking up, he hurried towards the Mafia Building at the port.

Although the subordinate was puzzled, he didn't say anything, and bowed his waist and replied respectfully: "My lord, I haven't found it. This supernatural person is very cunning. He destroyed the monitoring at the beginning. The witnesses and the previous group of witnesses gave the same confession. Almost word for word."

"How could it be possible to be verbatim? Now he can be sure that he is a psychic supernatural power, so the confessions of these people don't mean much." Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned in boredom.

No useful clues have been found so far. Mori Ogai was furious when he learned that the ammunition depot was destroyed. He ordered that this time be thoroughly investigated to teach the provocateur who angered Mafia a lesson.

However, this person seemed to appear out of nowhere, without any clues and he didn't know where to start.

"Knock Knock-"

"Come in."

Nakaya looked up from his busy work, and saw Mori Ogai's assistant, generally speaking, the person who conveyed the order

"My lord, here." The assistant handed over a stack of papers.

After seeing it, Zhong also nodded to show that he knew.

The ammunition depot in the port Mafia was destroyed, and a large amount of ammunition had to be purchased from outside to replenish it. This matter was secret, and the two parties had to have a reliable and powerful person in case of any emergency.

Zhongye is very skilled in this kind of work, he said: no problem.

The family they are connected with is the leader of the world in Italy, the Vengley family. There is no shortage of friendly intentions in this transaction, and Paizhong also gave the other party enough face in the past.

Vongola is the world's first-class mafia, no matter how strong the port mafia is, it is also the strongest in Japan, and there is not a small gap with Vengola.

"I'm leaving tomorrow, and I'll leave the task of tracking down that psychic power user to you for the time being." Zhong Yuan Zhong also gave an order in a calm voice.

"Yes--"

The air ticket has already been booked, and Zhong Ye went home early to pack up the necessary salutes. A Bin, who fell asleep on the bed, woke up early and stared at him with wide eyes——

"Where are you going?"

"Business trip." Zhong also said concisely.

A Bin turned over, rubbed the soft bedding, closed his eyes and snorted.

Zhong also thought about it and said, "Thank you for the wine, it's delicious."

A Bin's eyes became even more resentful, you don't know how your wine tastes?

It's a pity that Chuya has no memory of his drunkenness, but looking at the surrounding environment, he can still deduce how crazy he was when he was drunk, and he apologized for that.

"Hmph." A Bin turned around and gave him a sharp look.

The author has something to say:

Tokyo: Do ​​you know how cute Ah Bin was when he broke in?He'd better keep it that way.

Yokohama: Get lost, labor and management are the most handsome!

Zhong Ye: The wine is really delicious.

Yokohama (￢_￢)

Abin is the most handsome adult!