Is the script for the leader of Mafia still available?

System "Do you really want to make a cake for Gojo Satoru?"

Eagle Without the Other Side "It's just an exchange of interests with the world of magicians."

At least keep it from being hostile.

Those families that hold power among the conjurers say they are protecting human beings, but they look down on ordinary people in their bones. They claim to have a profound background and do not regard other people in their eyes.

As the strongest conjurer, as long as Wujo Wu is given time, sooner or later he will blow up that piece.

Port Afia's path has nothing to do with conjurers, but there are conflicts of interests.

Gojo Satoru doesn't like sweets that much, but who makes sugar the brain's favorite and most needed thing.

My brain is on the verge of burning out at any time, of course I still have to pick delicious desserts, and be nicer to myself.

Qihai Jianren specially sent him a message, telling Ying Wuhian not to be so polite to Gojo Satoru, otherwise that person would only make progress.

Ying Wubian also deeply realized the essence of Wujo Satoru, the young master.

After eating up the remaining butter cookies in the store, Gojo Satoru put his long legs on the table, "It's not as delicious as the one sold at the entrance of Tokyo Station."

Eagle without the other side "..."

"Uncle, where did you dye your hair? It doesn't look like natural."

Do you have the right to say that about me?

Eagle Wuhian felt that this was unbearable, and he had to slap Wujo Wujo's face with the automatic mixer and cream together if he didn't find anything else to do.

He silently thought that I am an adult, and don't pay attention to the kid in the second grade.

"Uesugi, the terms of the previous transaction have been sorted out, right? Remember what I said..."

Yingwubian put on the bluetooth headset proficiently, stuffed the cheesecake into the oven with his hands, and his movements were clean and neat. At first glance, he was a habitual offender who was used to fishing while working.

Gojo Satoru took a photo of the background of Takano no Bana, and sent it to Xia Youjie. I found the person who made the cake in the photo.

Xia Youjie "???"

He called Gojo Satoru, "Satoru, didn't you go to Yokohama to find the son of Zenyuan Shier? You said you wanted to stop by to see how Nanami and Haibara's missions are going. Where's the cake maker?"

"It's one of the bosses of the place where Qihai and the others exorcise the curse spirit. To thank me, he wanted to treat me to a cake. It can't be helped that I'm so handsome." Gojo Satoru, "Jie, you've lost a lot of weight recently, I Can you take a copy home with you?"

Xia Youjie didn't believe what Gojo Wu said in the first half.

Although Xia Youjie used Kuxia's excuse to hide the reason for his weight loss, Gojo Satoru still remembered that he couldn't eat, which was very touching. "...Okay."

"Here." Eagle Wuhigan's speed was shocking, he put the baked cake in front of Gojo Satoru.

Gojo Satoru put the cake into his mouth, his eyes lit up involuntarily, "The craft is good, which pastry chef did you learn from?"

Ying Wubian said honestly, "I'm not an afia househusband anymore."

"..." Wujo Wu raised his eyebrows, "Are all afias so versatile?"

Yes, don't you know how involved the industry is now?

Taka no Higan stood there with arms crossed, "Can you tell me what you want to talk to me alone?"

Gojo Satoru leaned back with a spoon in his mouth, and didn't talk nonsense, "Not long ago, I killed a conjurer killer named Chanyuan Shier, or it should be called Fu Heisher."

Fu Heihui's unreliable little boy face father?

Ying Wuhian thought about many possibilities in an instant, and finally decided on a more likely one, "What do you think is the purpose of my approaching Fu Hei Hui and sister, and then checked my information?"

"Hey, talking to smart people really saves a lot of effort," Gojo Satoru propped his cheek and raised a finger, "The world of conjurers has a treaty with the government, and in order to ensure the smooth progress of the work, the information is completely open. Why are all your kinship information forbidden to be viewed?"

Unless the government thinks that these things are about face, if it is spread out, it will be easy to lose face and throw it back to the hometown.

"Maybe it's because my parents were responsible for too many messy things before they were alive, and in the end they were silenced because they knew too much." Ying Wubian shrugged, "I can't remember clearly even if you ask me."

"There is no exchange of interests between Megumi and Tsumiki. Where the two children want to go is their freedom. I can only give them a little bit of nothing to talk about."

No matter what Gojo Satoru wants to do, Ying Wu Bian can't protect their siblings for the rest of their lives.

If entering the world of conjurers can be exchanged for gaining power, Fukurohui can finally realize her wish to protect Tsumiki.

People need strength.

Gojo Satoru leaned on his chin and stared at Eagle Unlimited Bank for several times, "As expected of Afia, he doesn't talk about parents as much as a child who has just met for a few months."

"Oh," Ying Wuhian didn't want to talk much, he pushed the last portion in front of Gojo Satoru, "Go back to class after eating, little brother."

Gojo Satoru "..."

Didn't he talk to him here as the strongest magician, and this person still treats him as a high school student who needs to go to class?

Excuse me, have you seen the words "I'm very reliable, please exchange some benefits with me" that I put here specially?

Gojo Wu not only helped Xia Youjie prostitute for nothing, but also brought the condolences that Yingwuhian gave him to Qihai Jianren.

Put Fu Heihui in Yokohama for the time being, and now the Chanyuan family has no intention of picking him up immediately.

Gojo Satoru stared at the paper box in his hand and thought for a while, then ate the strawberries of Nanami Kento's cake.

After Gojo Satoru's figure disappeared, Taka no Higan called Mori Ogai.

"Boss, I just separated from Gojo Satoru, the holder of the six eyes... In about ten years, if there is no accident, it will take another ten years for Gojo Satoru to become the real 'strongest'."

Even if it is so strong that it affects the strength of the entire Japanese mantra, if it can't control people's hearts, the strongest will not be able to eat it.

Ying Wu Bian Bian looked at the time and felt that he should be able to catch up with the breakfast in the restaurant tomorrow morning after writing the report in one go.

There was no one at the Port Afia Headquarters at night, and those still working at this time were either intelligence agencies or foreign missions.

Ying Wubian suddenly remembered that he brought something to Verlaine. It was a collection of poems redeemed in the system store with the points he saved with great difficulty. The name of the author was erased so that he could appear in this world.

There is also a light novel that I bought in the bookstore for the most pastime. The name is a bit long, and the protagonist is set to be a slime. The author is Satoru Mikami. Jin novelist.

The friendship between Ying Wu Bian Bian and Verlaine was just the battle where he sneaked into the afia, but as Osamu Dazai said, he might really pay more attention to the trapped people.

Holding the collection of poems and the cake that was made too much for a while, Ying Wubian went up to the elevator to go underground.

Halfway through, the elevator opened and another person came in.

The preoccupied girl in a kimono lowered her head, as if she didn't see Takano no Banasita.

Quan Jinghua's assassination technique was directed by Verlaine, so it's very hard work to go at this time.

Ying Wubian looked at her face and said, "Because the training is too heavy, why don't you rest?"

Quan Jinghua was stunned for a moment before realizing his existence, "Are you...you are, a cadre? No, I have a task soon..."

"Nervous, it's normal." Quan Jinghua was probably a little scared of him, and Ying Wubian simply gave Quan Jinghua a box of cakes, "Take it and eat it. If you go to see Verlaine, why don't you help me give him the collection of poems and cakes?" Take the cake together, I won't bother you any more."

After all, what Verlaine said to him in six years did not exceed a hundred words in total.

Some heavy boxes were stuffed into Quan Jinghua's hands, and the girl looked at a loss as if she didn't realize it for a long time, "Give it to me?"

"It's a reward," Ying Wubian said, "I'm asking you to train a person, so don't hold back when the time comes."

He rubbed Quan Jinghua's hair smoothly.

Spring Mirror Flower "..."

Relying on his super-level ability, Ying Wu Bian completed the report before the whole night.

In fact, if he procrastinates, no one will come to urge him. After all, what should be dealt with has been done long ago, but if it is not finished, he will always feel that something is not done well and cannot sleep. It is probably due to obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Yingwubian's sleeping plan was greatly disturbed. First, he accidentally read the slime novel too late, and it was almost dawn when he recovered.

Before noon the next day, Yingwubian received a call from Sunflower.

"Brother Bian, there is no body art activity in Port Afia, right?" Sunflower's voice sounded full of hesitation.

Eagle Without the Other Bank was a little strange, "No, why do you ask that?"

"Oh, then I probably made the right call." Sunflower, who was about to go to work in the headquarters, held the phone in one hand and coffee in the other, looking at the rather spectacular side in front of her mouth twitchingly, "Mr. Guangjin and dozens of them fainted Downstairs of a building, the one with the least injury seems to have a fracture, as if thrown from upstairs."

"???" Ying Wubian thought he heard it wrong, "Impossible, Mr. Guangjin is an old man from Afia, and he is very reliable in his work."

"It's true, I can't move them by myself, and there are more and more people watching." Sunflower looked up and said, "I saw someone at the window upstairs, you wait, they seem to say What."

Sunflower held up her phone.

Eagle Wuhigan heard a female voice shouting on the other end of the phone, "Are you their accomplice? Hurry up and take them away, and tell Mori Ogai to stop using such methods that you know are useless."

Eagle Without the Other Side "With Akiko Yosano?"

As for the doctors of the Armed Detective Agency, did Hirotsu Ryuro and the others get killed by the Armed Detective Agency?

Why do you still seem to take the initiative to pick things up?

Where is there any plan to attack the armed detective agency recently?It's useless to want to fight the Armed Detective Agency without the five major cadres.

Ying Wu Bian Bian hurriedly made a few phone calls, at least find someone to get everyone back first.

The author has something to say and is ready to enter v

Qihai Jianren looked at the strawberry cake in his hand that was obviously missing a piece and thought for a long time... At this time, a 5t5 passed by in a high-profile manner.

He didn't directly ask Bi An to intervene in Xia You's blackening. After all, he was a stranger, and Wujo Satoru couldn't save him, so let's save Hui Yuan's subtle changes, and don't cause a scene where a straw crushes a camel

There is a cute king coming soon. This is the cute king after the novel's finale. I won't spoil it for readers who don't know the ending of the novel.

The recent trends in comics allow the leader to personally deliver the letter, and I can't help but start thinking about when the autistic brother in the underground will officially appear...

The scene where the black lizard who was thrown downstairs attacked Butei under the command of Higuchi made me laugh to death. Now look at the most complicated inner activities at that time was Tachihara!

I went back and read it a lot. This chapter is a transition. Well, when I wrote it, I split it one by one several times. After I finished writing, I suddenly came back to my senses... My favorite now is q! (roll)