Uchiha's superpowers

There hasn't been such a big move within the Port Mafia since the end of the Dragonhead Wars.

Under the authorization of the leader, Finance Minister Akira Uchiyama has the right to mobilize the Black Lizard troops at any time and thoroughly investigate everyone below the cadres.

This 'everyone' even includes the action troops directly under the leader.

However, having obtained such a right that is almost equivalent to the silver handbook, Uchiyama Akira, whose job is only to manage accounts and allocate funds, obviously knows nothing about tracking down traitors. As time passed, he almost turned the entire Yokohama upside down I searched all over but didn't find any trace of the traitor.

Akira Uchiyama gradually became irritable, desperate, and he even started to reach out to the inside of the port mafia, starting from the lowest level personnel, and investigating layer by layer, no matter who it is, as long as he finds out a little bit with those traitors If there is evidence of connection, he will be executed on the spot by his order, and the ruthless black lizard who only obeys orders will obviously not be soft.

In the fear of the blade on his neck, he seemed to evade and immersed himself in the unprecedented power to decide the life and death of others, and his actions became more and more popular, and even spread to Sen Ouwai's ears.

So after a week, Uchiyama Akira was once again summoned by Mori Ogai to the chief's office.

Mori Ogai was not as talkative as last time this time, he sat behind the desk symbolizing his position as the head of the port mafia as always, with his hands clasped against his chin, and there was no smile on his face.

In those dark red pupils that shone like a blood moon, there was a condescending sense of oppression and cold killing intent.

Mori Ogai looked at Akira Uchiyama, who was kneeling in front of him, shaking his body like a sieve, with his forehead pressed heavily against the plush carpet and dared not lift his head, and said, "I remember that the task I entrusted to you is to investigate traitor……"

That voice was as soft, slippery and cold-blooded as a snake hiding in the dark night, "...instead of helping me massacre lower-level members, cutting wages, and giving me a reputation for indiscriminate killing by the way."

"Sorry sorry sorry sorry—"

Uchiyama Akira forced himself to raise his head and look directly at Mori Ogai, his bloodshot eyes were full of trance because he hadn't slept well for a week. He repeated these words over and over again, feeling nervous. It felt like a heavy weight was pressing on the stomach, and a strong desire to vomit came up and squeezed the throat.

"I thought Uchiyama has been in the port mafia for so many years, and he should know that apologizing is just an irresponsible evasion, which can neither make up for mistakes nor solve any problems. Since you have expected to lie on me like this today In front of the scene of desperately apologizing, you should have been more cautious, worked harder, and bolder, and handed me a beautiful report, right?"

As Mori Ogai said, he pulled out a silver-white scalpel and played with it.

The sharp scalpel that reflected the white cold light under the dim light danced nimbly on Mori Ogai's snow-white gloved fingers. If you don't have any prejudice to appreciate his technique of playing with the sharp blade without hurting yourself The words are indeed worthy of admiration, but in the eyes of the terrified, every jump and turn of the scalpel is like the scythe of death waving in front of the eyes, bringing bursts of hell's damp and cold wind.

Under the pressure of being so close to death, Uchiyama Akira's eyes suddenly shed tears pitifully, and he choked up and begged.

"I, I know I was wrong! This time I must investigate more thoroughly, even a rat hole in the Yokohama slum, please forgive me this time, leader!"

Mori Ogai suddenly showed a smile, and he said lightly, "Uchiyama-kun, what are you talking about, where did the port mafia, which has lost a weapon warehouse, get spare money for you to thoroughly investigate the whole of Yokohama again?"

Uchiyama Akira's heavy suit was already soaked in cold sweat, heavy and cold. Hearing Mori Ogai's words at this time, he felt even more desperate like falling into an ice cave.

His eyes gradually lost their luster, lifeless as plaster.

"Please, please give me another chance." He begged for the last time as if he was almost exhausted, but there was no hope in his tone.

Mori Ogai unexpectedly agreed.

"Okay, then I'll give you another chance." Mori Ogai said with a smile, looking at the ecstatic brilliance in Uchiyama's dazzling eyes.

He put the scalpel on the table and made a jingling sound, and then turned out a thick document on the desk full of documents, he raised it and asked Akira Uchiyama, "Do you know what this is? "

"Yes, yes..." The document was clearly wrapped in a brown paper bag, revealing only a thick outline, but Uchiyama Akira was racking his brains to think and guess, so hard that even his eyes gradually became bloodshot, becoming Horrible and pathetic.

Mori Ogai didn't have the patience to wait for him to say it himself, he interrupted, "It's the account of funds you embezzled from the port mafia in the past five years."

Uchiyama Akira's face suddenly turned pale.

The cruelest thing is to give hope and then deprive it, not to mention that like Mori Ogai, he repeatedly teased Uchiyama Akira as he pleases. During the week-long torture, his spirit and will have already been destroyed. .

He suddenly collapsed on the ground as if all the bones had been pulled out, crawling on the carpet like a limp maggot, who looked like a lump of dead flesh to anyone, without the slightest breath of life.

Mori Ogai threw the document on Akira Uchiyama.

"You can be regarded as an old man in the organization. You should know what we can do to deal with leeches like you." Mori Ogai smiled. After the previous sense of majesty disappeared, it made people feel even more frightened. .

He said, "If you don't want to lose your hands and feet and drown in your own excrement and vomit, just do the last job I give you, and I'll retire you with joy when it's over."

"Of course, to spend your retirement in hell."

The dead flesh-like thing didn't make a sound, but slowly squirmed, revealing a pale and dead face.

"Please... order."

Mori Ogai seemed to be pleased by that funny-looking face, the corners of his mouth curved upwards, and said, "Very good, I know Uchiyama-kun you are a good person with sense."

He still had such a fearsome smile on his face, "Then please use your genius forgery of accounts to forge evidence for me. It is enough to take a person to death in a court of justice.”

"After that person dies, you can hand in the report 'The traitors have been cleared', and then die with peace of mind."

Akira Uchiyama was silent for a while, and said in a voice that could not be heard without ups and downs, "Please let my family members go."

"Okay." Mori Ogai spread his hands and said with a smile, "After all, family is the bottom line."

"Thank you for your tolerance." Uchiyama Kou said, he slowly got up from the carpet staggeringly, the ugly look of fear before was completely gone on his face, only an empty mist remained, he opened his mouth to let A flat voice that was forgotten, "So, who is the person you want to kill even if you blow up a weapon warehouse?"

"You should know this person, my reliable guerrilla captain, a sharp sword of the port mafia - Uchiha Sasuke." Mori Ogai pulled out a light resume from the pile of documents on the desk, and threw it in the Uchiyama shook his eyes.

"Young and powerful, like the ancient ninjas, they have the consciousness to complete the task even if they die," he said with deep regret, "If it is not because of no other choice, I don't want to see such a rare talent die early. end your life."

Mori Ou pretended to be and sighed.

And Akira Uchiyama bent down to pick up the resume from the luxurious European-style plush carpet, and saw Sasuke Uchiha's fair face with a youthful look.

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Uchiha Sasuke received a summons from Mori Ogai, and took the elevator to the chief's office.

After unloading all the weapons on his body and handing them over to the guard at the door, he pushed open the heavy door and saw Mori Ogai again after many days.

He looks easy and friendly, like a doctor in an underground clinic, looking at the people who come to him with the precise gaze of assessing patients, but no matter how he tries to hide it with a smile, the high-end clothes on his body, the slightly raised The lower jaw, the drooping pupils, all reveal an unconcealable arrogance of a high-ranking person.

Mori Ogai casually ordered him to complete one thing as usual.

——Take over the unfinished task of Black Lizard, go to an abandoned warehouse in the outskirts of Yokohama, and replace them in executing 37 traitors who escaped because of fear of punishment.

This is the first time Uchiha Sasuke has met Mori Ogai since Fukuzawa Yukichi contacted him.

He never dared to look directly into Mori Ogai's eyes, lowered his eyelids to hide the almost sharp killing intent in his eyes, and managed to remain calm and replied, "Yes."

"Then I'm leaving now." Sasuke Uchiha didn't dare to stay in the same room with Mori Ogai for too long, it would make him unable to restrain himself from looking at the chief's office which occupied the entire floor, unconsciously He started thinking about how to kill Mori Ogai in this office.

"Ah, that's right." Mori Ogai suddenly remembered something, and stopped Uchiha Sasuke who was about to leave, "If possible, Sasuke-kun can go alone, after all, it's such a shameful thing, even I would I don’t want too many people to see that scene.”

"If it was Sasuke-kun, he would definitely be able to do it."

"...Of course it can be done." Uchiha Sasuke didn't look back, just said, "It's just 37 prodigal dogs."

Mori Ogai narrowed his eyes slightly, and said meaningfully, "Then I'll wait and see, Sasuke-kun."