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At this moment, the boys with blue ribbons spoke up, and one of the leading boys raised his head and shouted to Abe Seimei and Xia Youjie: "It's you two who are asking about Huangba's vomiting." News?"

Xia Youjie showed a slightly shocked expression. Ever since they entered Leibo Street, they only questioned Huangba about the child just now, and they didn't ask for a long time. How did these teenagers get the news? ?

"How did you know that we were inquiring about Huang Ba's vomiting?" In the end Xia Youjie couldn't help asking, and after hearing his words, the young man showed a complacent expression again.

"Radium Bowl Street is our sheep's territory. In this place, there is no news that we don't know."

The young man proudly said, "Since you just entered Raibo Street, someone told us that there are strangers here, and you stopped people to ask Huangba and spit out loudly, of course we know."

What the young man didn't say was that their organizational abilities were not so powerful at all, but they just happened to be in the vicinity. Otherwise, they would probably not get the news until Abe Seimei and Xia Youjie were on Radium Bowl Street.

"Let's talk about it, what is the purpose of you inquiring about Huang Ba's vomit."

The boy couldn't help sneaking a peek at the pastry in Abe Seimei's hand, swallowed and continued, "If, if you don't give some solid reasons, we won't let you go!"

"We asked Huang Ba what he vomited has anything to do with you."

Xia Youjie looked at the boy's appearance, and thought it was a little funny. He was always more tolerant of ordinary people and asked in a soft voice, "Does it have anything to do with you guys?"

"You, why are you asking this!"

After hearing Xia Youjie's words, the young man took two steps back vigilantly. He said forcefully to Abe Seimei and Xia Youjie, "Anyway, it's related to us. We won't tell you about the specifics!"

"It's a social practice task."

After listening to the boy's words, Xia Youjie moved out of the previous interface again. He bent down and looked at the boy with a smile and said, "Our school teacher arranged a task for us to investigate the legend of the aborigine gods and tyrants. As soon as Ba Tu shows up, here we come."

"Social practice tasks?"

The young man said something in a low voice, he thought Xia Youjie and Abe Qingming couldn't hear his small voice, but the two with keen senses still heard what he said, "What is a social practice task, it's something from the school outside ……"

Although he didn't understand what Xia Youjie said about the social practice tasks, the boy still put on a show and nodded: "Yes, I understand."

Xia Youjie suppressed his own smile, and asked the boy: "Do you know any news about Huangba spit? If you know, this bag of pastries belongs to you."

Xia Youjie just discovered that not only the boy, but even the boys behind him couldn't help but peek at the bag of pastries in Abe Seimei's hand.These youngsters seem to know the news about Huangba's vomit, so why not just ask them.

"Really? You'll give us this as long as we say so?"

A boy behind the boy couldn't help but said, he glanced at the pastry in Abe Seimei's hand with longing eyes, and couldn't help confirming again, "You will really give it to us?"

"Of course." Abe Seimei nodded with a smile. He shook the bag of pastries in his hand in the air, and the eyes of the group of teenagers followed the pastries.

"Okay, I'll tell you." The leading boy gritted his teeth, "But you can't disclose it to others. We told you about Huangba's vomit."

Abe Seimei and Xia Youjie nodded.

"Legends say that eight years ago, captured overseas soldiers were tortured in a secret military base near the concession. Because the torture officer did something stupid, the soldier died. But the dead soldier awakened Huangba with anger and resentment. Spit, he was resurrected with black flames. The resurrected soldiers blew away the enemy soldiers he hated, that is, the soldiers of this country and the base, and the explosion formed Radium Bowl Street. "【Note】

The young man looked around and found that there was no one other than a few of them nearby, so he continued to whisper to the two, "But it is said that because the power of Huang Ba's vomiting is too strong for human brains, even that guy's Both rationality and personality were blown away, and turned into an uncontrollable monster, which burned the ground and itself and then evaporated.” [Note]

"That's all we know." After finishing speaking, the boy stared at the pastry in Abe Seimei's hand. Abe Seimei smiled and handed the pastry to the boy.

After the boy took the pastries, the other boys behind him gathered around to share the bag of pastries with the boy.While several people were sharing pastries, Xia Youjie and Abe Seimei exchanged glances and chose to leave.

"Don't tell Shirase and the others about today."

When his companions were sharing the rare cakes, the boy warned, "If Shirose finds out, he will not only blame us for stealing, but also blame us for revealing the news."

The companions who buried their heads in eating the cakes nodded in agreement, only one boy who looked like a bit of a mouse-eyed boy rolled his eyes twice.

"Is this the legend of Huang Ba spit..."

After leaving a few boys from the sheep, Abe Seimei and Xia Youjie continued to go deep into Radium Bowl Street. The information that the boy revealed just now was only the information about how Radium Bowl Street was formed. trace.

Just as the two continued to move forward, accompanied by a huge explosion, black flames suddenly appeared not far away.

"Black flames..." Xia Youjie remembered the story about Huang Ba's vomiting just told by the young man, his expression changed, he turned his head to look at Abe Seimei, and Abe Seimei nodded to him.

The two accelerated at the same time, heading towards the place where the black flame appeared with all their strength.

When he arrived there, Abe Seimei vaguely saw a figure with long black hair leaving. Abe Seimei raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling as if he had discovered something.

"How many people are here?" The smoke cleared, and Xia Youjie found three people lying on the ground who were probably stunned by the explosion. He pointed to the three fainted people on the ground to Abe Seimei.

Among these three people, Abe Seimei discovered the boy he met today, the boy who was possessed by Huangba's spit.

"Shall we take them away?"

Xia Youjie hesitated for a while, but still said that he wanted to take the three of them away, "I found out just now that Radium Bowl Street is not safe at all, if the three of them are left here, I am afraid that they will soon be taken away." Will they be attacked? And the three of them have just witnessed the black flames, so maybe we can ask something from their mouths."

Abe Seimei tapped his left hand lightly with the juniper fan, and nodded in agreement with Xia Youjie's statement.

However, at this moment, a group of people in black suits appeared around them with guns. There was a young man in a black out-of-season coat and long black hair who looked like a leader standing in front of the black suits.

"Excuse me, can you give us back the people from our port mafia?" When he spoke, the young man with long black hair shivered, as if he was very afraid of the cold.

"These three are all from you?" Xia Youjie frowned. He took two steps back from the three people who had fainted on the ground, and asked the young man with long black hair.

The young man with long black hair, that is, Lan Tang hesitated for a moment, but in the end he did not choose to lie. He buried the lower half of his face in a scarf to keep warm, and a muffled voice came from the scarf: "There are only two Yes, but we still have to take the other one."

"Oh, oh, I'm afraid it won't be as you wished."

Abe Seimei looked at the fainted boy who was possessed by Huangba spit, and found that he was wearing the same blue ribbon as the boys who claimed to be from sheep just now, confirming that this boy does not belong to the port The Mafia one, "We're going to take this boy from the sheep."

Lan Tang looked at the two teenagers opposite with a solemn expression. From the buttons on their bodies, Lan Tang figured out that they were from the Tokyo High School of Conjuration and were conjurers.

Is it here to investigate the matter of Huang Ba's vomiting... Lan Tang did not expect that the conjurer would send people to Yokohama. No conjurer has ever been to Yokohama.

Why did the conjurer send two students to Yokohama this time?

In fact, at the beginning, if it weren't for the existence of Abe Seimei and Xia Youjie, the high-level conjurers would not have sent people to Yokohama. Even if there were special magic spirits, so what, let the mafia kill all the auxiliary supervisors Yokohama has been abandoned by them.

However, Abe Seimei and Xia Youjie are two people who use the magic spirit, and they can subdue the magic spirit and manipulate them, which made the group of high-level people think about it.

It would be great if only one of them could subdue Huangbatu, and turn Huangbatu, the special-grade illusion spell spirit that was forced to be handed over to the military as soon as it was captured, into their power...

And it would be even better if Abe Seimei, who dared to threaten them, could die in this mission.

"It seems that we can't reach an agreement." Lan Tang, who had been burying himself in the scarf, raised his head from the scarf and sighed, "This way, we can only fight."

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[Note]: Quoting Dazai Chuya's 15-year-old original text.

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