What if I become Verlaine?

Zhong Yuanzhong also noticed that it was only natural for people with different abilities to fight in the coastal waters.

Radium Bowl Street is close to the sea. When the sea is in the distance and the golden light is constantly flashing with strong winds, Zhongya Zhongya, as the leader of the sheep organization, volunteers to investigate the situation in order to protect the panicked children.

Although the vicinity of the port was under martial law by mafia, it did not bother Zhongya in the Central Plains.

Zhongyuanzhong also used his own gravity ability to easily avoid the alert range set by mafia, and quietly circled to the sea from the other side.

Compared with those mafia who need to sail a boat to slowly approach and investigate, Zhongyuanzhong can also fly freely on the sea, so he quickly saw the two people fighting clearly.

With just one glance, Zhong Yuanzhong was attracted by that kind of battle.

The golden subspace is constantly broken and re-formed, the strong wind condenses into a solid body, and the hazy storm rolls up the waves and soars into the sky. Even though the two people in the battle are far away, the power between them is constantly colliding and bombarding.

Intuitively, the pure energy collision and the waves brought up by the aftermath of the battle brushed the cheeks, which made the center of the Central Plains surging, and couldn't help being fascinated.

Is this the real powerful supernatural power user?

Zhongyuanzhong has always felt that he is very powerful, even the people with supernatural powers or fully armed adults at the port are no match for him, so Zhongyuanzhong has always felt that people with supernatural abilities are nothing more than that.

But now, a door to a new world is slowly opening, and Zhongyuan Zhong finally saw what the battle of the so-called transcendents in this world looks like.

From this Zhongyuan Zhongye has longing and firm confidence. He also wants to reach such a state, and he also wants to become as strong as those two people!

Of course, thinking about it, Zhongyuan Zhong also took it very seriously.

In the beginning, the distance was relatively far, but later, the aftermath of the battle between the two was too terrifying, and Zhong Yuanzhong only noticed the momentum and fighting spirit of the two.

After the distance between the two gradually narrowed and Zhong Yuanzhong got used to the sharpness, he finally saw the faces of the two fighters clearly between the waves and the strong wind.

The man who uses the golden subspace is a man wearing a black windbreaker, with long black hair constantly dancing with the wind, and a melancholy face. The man who uses the strong wind is a man with blond hair and pigtails. This man... huh?This man...

Nakahara Chuya's expression cracked.

Why does this man look so similar to himself?

It's not that Zhongyuan Zhong hasn't looked in the mirror before. The moment he saw the blond man's face clearly, he was stunned and his mind went blank.

Most of the children in the sheep organization are orphans and abandoned children. Zhong Yuan was about seven or eight years old when he was picked up by the sheep organization.

He didn't understand anything at the time, and he was taken care of by the older children in the sheep organization ignorantly. Until now, he has gradually gained basic common sense, and he knows that even abandoned children have parents.

But I am different.

Zhong Yuanzhong also has no memory before the age of seven, he just feels that in the darkness, he was grabbed by two hands, and his supernatural ability is also easy to lose control. In another way, compared to human children, he More like the human consciousness of a supernatural body.

Zhong Yuanzhong also thought about it, who was the person who grabbed him out of the darkness?

Why did he appear on Radium Bowl Street, and what was he himself?

In the past, the Central Plains had no ability to investigate, but now they are powerless.

I don't know what kind of madness the leader of the mafia at the port is suffering from. In the past two years, the night in Yokohama has become more and more difficult. Various bull ghost shrines have gone to Yokohama. Their sheep organization lives in such an environment, and life is getting more and more difficult.

Nakahara Chuya, as a person with supernatural powers who was taken care of and raised, finally has the ability to protect everyone, he is naturally responsible for the safety of the orphans in the foster organization, and works hard to protect his partners and children, so naturally he has no time to deal with the issue of his life experience for the time being.

... In fact, he has no way to check.

But it's different now.

The moment he saw the blond man, Nakahara also intuitively felt that the answer he had been looking for was right in front of him, and that blond man must be closely related to himself!

The moment he realized this, Nakahara Chuya's eyes suddenly widened.

He saw the battle between the two superhumans in the distance was coming to an end, the blond man rushed forward, and the black-haired man was already prepared, the golden light turned into a sharp blade and was about to pierce the blond man's heart!

Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't bear it anymore, he yelled to stop, and tried to open his own gravity while rushing out.

He tried to control everything he could control, such as waves, such as strong winds, even if he couldn't do it at all, he was still working hard.

His speed was as fast as lightning, and the weight of his body almost disappeared completely. Like a long rainbow in the sky, he approached from a distance, first used his ability to deflect the attack angle of the golden blade, and then without hesitation, the injured golden hair fell into the sea. The man helped up.

Almost, almost!

Almost this person who has a close relationship with him is going to die!

Fearing that there would be strong anger after the past, Zhong Yuan glared at the man with long black hair angrily.

However, the person he stared at, that is, Rimbaud, had a strange expression.

Wei Lun, who was supported in the air by Zhong Yuan, also looked at the boy speechlessly.

Wei Lun was extremely annoyed.

Almost, almost!

He can go home obviously!But was stopped by this kid? !

Wei Lun rationally knew that it was a matter of course for the child to save him—the face was so similar, and anyone who saw it would be surprised and then intervene—but emotionally, he wanted to blow this child away!

If you miss this opportunity, it will be a bit difficult to provoke Rimbaud next time, and then let Rimbaud go all out.

Wei Lun's face was sullen, his face was expressionless, and he covered the wound on his shoulder with one hand, not wanting to say a word.

He was afraid of swearing at others.

But this scene has a different meaning in Rimbaud's eyes.

Looking at Wei Lun who seemed to be sulking, Rimbaud was a little surprised.

Since seeing Verlaine, or Verlaine's second personality technique, it was the first time that Rimbaud saw such an obvious angry expression on the guy who called himself Verlaine.

Obviously, whether it was the first meeting with him or the fierce battle of life and death, Wei Lun always looked at life and death with ease, and it was only after the child appeared that Wei Lun changed his expression.

The anger in Rimbaud's heart slowly dissipated. He carefully examined what happened to the boy, and a guess emerged in his mind.

The child he and Verlaine took away from the research facility on Radium Bowl Street seemed to have orange-red hair, right?

But Wei Lun seemed surprised when he saw the boy's expression just now?

Verlaine betrayed him because of the supernatural body in the Far East, but this Verlaine doesn't seem to remember?

All of a sudden, Rimbaud felt a little melancholy and melancholy in his heart.

Rimbaud didn't speak, neither did Wei Lun, the atmosphere was almost out of the sky.

The two stopped their hands, and the smuggling boat in the port Mafia, which was watching from a distance, drove towards this side. The sound of motors and motorboats was getting closer. Zhongyuan Zhong also looked worriedly at the wound on Wei Lun's shoulder. He was a little at a loss: " Do you want to bandage it first?"

Chuya Nakahara's words woke up Wei Lun and Rimbaud. The two looked at each other. Rimbaud looked at Chuya Nakahara and sighed softly. Then the golden light and shadow flickered, and Rimbaud left with a coloring book.

Wei Lun did not chase this time.

After all, the orange-haired boy was by his side, and he felt that Rimbaud would come to him again.

Wei Lun let go of his hand, his shoulder was bleeding profusely, but he raised his hand and pressed it like a normal person, the strong wind blew up and set off seven or eight meters of waves, blocking his figure and preventing being detected by the radar of the ship coming from a distance trace.

Wei Lun suppressed the anger in his heart, he asked Chuya Zhongyuan: "Is there a quiet place?"

Zhongyuan Zhong was also very confused. When he heard Wei Lun's question, he subconsciously said, "Yes."

Wei Lun: "Take me there."

Zhong Yuanzhong was also half a beat too late to come back to his senses. He was a little confused, Wei Lun was injured, and the place where the sheep tissue lived was assembled from damaged containers and half a house, so it was obviously not suitable for Wei Lun to take there.

But soon the Central Plains had an idea.

Yokohama has been in chaos for the past few years. The community near Rabo Street is mostly empty, and many houses are ownerless. Although there is nothing inside, it is enough as a temporary place to stay.

Zhongyuan Zhong also took Wei Lun around the area of ​​Leibo Street, and arrived at a dilapidated two-story building. The house was empty, the glass was broken, and there was nothing inside. Obviously, the residents had moved out long ago and abandoned the place. .

Zhong Yuanzhong was also a little embarrassed: "I, I'm going to find some daily necessities."

After speaking, he will leave.

Wei Lun threw his wallet to Chuya Zhongyuan: "Take it."

Zhongyuan Zhong also said honestly, he originally wanted to rob the warehouse of the port Maifa, since he has money, let's go buy it.

When Nakahara returned from buying food and basic daily necessities from a nearby convenience store, Wei Lun had already cleaned out the second floor and was sitting on the floor of the room to bandage his wound.

The room was very dark, Wei Lun didn't turn on the lights, and naturally the water and electricity were cut off in the abandoned house.

Zhong Yuanzhong also put things on the ground, and Wei Lun took off his shirt, revealing his muscular upper body.

Only then did Zhongyuan realize that not only his shoulders, but also other wounds on Wei Lun's body were long and thin scratches caused by the aftermath of the attack when the strong wind and the subspace collided.

Zhong Yuanzhong also hesitated for a moment. He sat about two meters away from Wei Lun, and various questions kept popping up in his mind.

For example, who is he, who is that man, what is his relationship with him, is the wound serious, why did he fight...

But in the end, Chuya Nakahara didn't ask anything.

He was afraid that after asking, the answer he got would be even more uncomfortable.

After Wei Lun treated the wound, the sullenness in his heart almost dissipated.

It was annoying to fall short, but he wouldn't take it out on an innocent child.

Wei Lun calmed down his mood and looked at Chuya Zhongyuan: "You shouldn't be rude to Rimbaud."

Rimbaud was the boy's only closest kinship to the world.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also taken aback: "Ranbo?" He quickly realized: "Is that man's name Rimbaud?"

Waylon explained: "Artille Rimbaud, he brought you into this world."

Chuya Nakahara: Pupil earthquake jpg!

The author has something to say:

Chuya Nakahara: I thought I saved my dad, but it was my mom who beat him.

Wei Lun is not a reinforcement type, he is a transformation type, and Hisoka used to be friends with sex.

Whether it is Wei Lun or Rimbaud are adults, they must have their own nightlife, but after being together, it will be 1v1, and the little angels who care about this will forget it.