The found Tuo is three and a half years old

Even though I have experienced it many times, I am still not used to the high-paced modern fighting style of gun|fighting.

However, out of an instinct when facing a crisis, I almost subconsciously entered a state of alert.I raised my hand and picked up the boy who was much taller than me. I was about to dodge behind the bunker not far away. go.

So I grabbed his collar and carried that little guy to a safe place.

"Haruko..." Fyodor, who was carried on my shoulders, muffled, his tone full of dissatisfaction: "I can do it myself."

On the other side, Wu Mi, who was being held by the collar, struggled more directly - "Put me down!"

"Stop arguing, you two!"

Hiding under the wall, I put two boys, one big and one small, down: "When it's such a dangerous time, of course you have to give priority to ensuring your own safety."

"I can run faster than both of you. You both have to thank me for taking so much effort to move you here."

Fyodor: "..."

No misery: "..."

The faces of the two of them turned darker than the other, and when they were speechless, the sound of machine guns outside had already become one piece.

Fortunately, the gunshots were not aimed at us, but two groups of armed forces exchanged fire outside.Right now in this city, such battles can be seen everywhere.

"It's GSS and Hong Kong black." The black-haired boy who looked like a group said something in a low voice, and there seemed to be some disdain in his voice.

"What's that?" I asked casually.

The boy glanced at me with those scarlet eyes, and there was some disdain in his eyes.

"Isn't that why you came to Yokohama? You don't even know the power situation in Yokohama?"

I shrugged.To be honest, I didn’t even know what kind of forces are distributed in the town after living for several years, let alone Yokohama—after all, I don’t even know what Fyodor’s fundamental purpose is here.

"So what if you don't know? Are they strong?"

Wu Mi looked away, looking like she didn't want to talk to me.

"It's obvious that they are nothing. Why should I remember such insignificant things?"

I spoke with confidence, but my peripheral vision also inadvertently caught sight of the battlefield.

At this moment, the two sides are fighting in full swing, but in the center of the battlefield full of bullets, a red-haired man in a long khaki coat is nimbly shuttling.

The bullets fired by the machine gun seemed to deliberately avoid the trajectory of his progress, and the man's face did not show any panic, and his deep blue eyes were as calm and cold as the depths of the sea.

He only has a delicate pistol in his hand, and he can't fire bursts like a machine gun, but where the bullets point to, there are always blood and wailing.

I pursed my lips lightly.

"What are you looking at, Haruko?"

After noticing my gaze, Fyodor asked aloud.

"That guy seems very powerful." I pointed to the red-haired man and muttered, "Is he from the port mafia?"

"Yes." It was Wu Mi who was beside me who answered me.

"That guy looks very powerful, he must be the main force in the organization?"

But I looked at Fyodor with resentment: "But he looks so tall!"

"Are you saying that the main force of the Yokohama gang is less than 1.6 meters?"

"...?"

Fyodor was obviously taken aback, and was unable to speak for a while, and I didn't intend to give him a chance to speak.

"I feel cheated by the tip, so I am very angry now." Puffing up my mouth lightly, I continued: "I decided not to talk to Tip today!"

While saying this, I turned around and picked up Wu Mi from the ground.

"Although I can't tell whether you are an adult or not, no matter how you look at it, you are just an ordinary human child now."

Ignoring the struggle of the boy in my arms, I walked along the road in another direction on my own: "It seems dangerous outside anyway, so I'd better take you home first."

After struggling to no avail, Hei Mao Tuan Zi finally accepted his fate with a face of reluctance. He pouted his small mouth and frowned so much that water dripped down his face.

After being silent for a while, he suddenly asked sharply: "What's the matter with you? Why are you still following us?"

The tall boy who was following me retorted confidently: "I didn't follow 'you'. I just followed Haruko."

"I don't feel relieved that the city is in such a mess."

I instinctively wanted to push back, to be reasonable, who was protecting who in the riot just now?When is it his turn to worry about me!

But when the words came to my lips, I suddenly remembered that I just said that I didn't want to talk to him today, so I turned my eyes from almost looking over, and swallowed the words that came to my lips.

"..."

So the scene became extremely quiet again, except for Wu Mi's occasional guiding voice, neither Fyodor nor I spoke again.

According to Wu Mi, the place where he lives now is called Leibo Street.He has no parents or other relatives. Before that, there was a single homeless man who would give him food and shelter. However, after the "Dragon Head War" began, the homeless man temporarily joined the gang because he coveted the conditions offered by the GSS. Never came back.

Of course, Wu Mi didn't care whether the homeless man was dead or alive, but after that person disappeared, his life seemed to have become much worse.

He is not physically strong, and he is not outstanding among the children in the slums, so he can't take advantage of grabbing things from others. What's worse, his ability to take care of himself is almost negligible.

Looking at the miserable shack that looked like a small garbage dump in the slum that looked like a big garbage dump, I didn't know what to say for a while——

Even if I have no pursuit of quality of life, I can't help but sigh, this place is really terrible as a place to live.

"Haven't you ever thought of going to a place like an orphanage?" I asked.

In the end, Wu gave me a pale look: "Why do I have to go to that kind of place?"

"..."

So I also know that with his heart, he might not be happy to live that kind of life, but I really doubt that if he stays in this small shack for a few more days, this little guy might contract some terrible disease——

The thought of taking him back to take care of him flashed through my mind, but I couldn't help shivering.

To be fair, even though I barely raised Fyodor, I don't want to go through all the troubles I encountered in the middle.

What's more, that's Master Wu Mi!Even though I was just a child, I was still a little timid when I saw his eyes, and I didn't dare to hate him like I hated Fyodor.

Let me take care of him so that I won't be suffocated to death!

When I was at my wits end, a strange figure suddenly appeared in my line of sight. The guy was wearing a dark blue sportswear, with a white scarf that didn't quite match his neck.With a brush in one hand and a paint bucket in the other, he is painting advertisements on the streets of the slums——

"Professional realization of various wishes, on call, only 5 yen!"