Abilities Named Color Painting Collection

Lan Tang walked in the dark alley, looking tired.

So cold.

There was a crackling sound from the building above. It was the sound of people upstairs closing the doors and windows.

In the shadow of the debris in front of him, there were also small whispers.

Lan Tang looked calm, as if he hadn't noticed anything.

Whoever dies there has nothing to do with him.

In Yokohama, being a member of the port Mafia, not being cautious enough, can not survive more than a month.

And, now their leader is mad.There are countless organizations who want to take the opportunity to get rid of them.

He still has his own goals, and death is out of consideration for the time being.

"...Danger..."

"...Courez..."

Lan Tang walked faster and walked through the darkest part of the alley.

"...Laisse-moitranquille..." The words were vague and difficult to distinguish.

but……

This is his mother tongue.

Lan Tang stood at the entrance of the alley, under his feet was the light-dark boundary divided by the alley walls.

In Yokohama, it is not easy to see someone of the same nationality.

He turned around slowly, staring at the dark corner in the alley.

Walking over, what is waiting for him there may be a dagger, a gun pressed against his chest, and even the people who are watching him will be alarmed.

But, he walked by.

In short, throwing a person to a place where he can't get rain is considered as the best of his benevolence.

Step—step—, stepping on the water with the leather shoes under your feet, slowly approaching.

Lan Tang approached the injured beast cautiously, and said in a low voice, "Hello."

In the shadows, the man leaned against the wall, sat on the ground, and looked up at Lan Tang.

Nothing happens.

Lan Tang leaned over and raised his chin, the man was forced to raise his head, his eyes were hazy and dim.

He frowned "Can you hear me?"

His face was illuminated by the light reflected by the stagnant water, the hazy light swayed, the golden light mixed with his gilt pupils, beautiful like an unconscious dream.

Gide's eyes were fixed on Lan Tang's face, his mind was too chaotic for him to quickly find out the corresponding information.

However, he knew this man.

Injured, the current state does not seem to be good, and the possibility of deliberately attracting people is not high.

After not getting the feedback he deserved for a long time, Lan Tang began to check his injuries.

The light illuminated half of the man's face. His facial features were deep and handsome, but his eyes were loose.

Lift off the cloak stuck to the man.The clothes at the waist and abdomen were obviously damaged.

Lan Tang lifted the man's shirt.

cold rain falls

On the well-defined abdominal muscles, a wound was rolled away. The edges of the wound were whitened by the rain, and only the middle was still tinged with blood.I don't know how long it was soaked in the rain.

It's a knife wound, and there are other old scars on the body, like people who have been fighting for a long time, mercenaries?

Who is his enemy?

never mind.They've all decided to help.

Lan Tang gave up thinking about the meaning of this person, and began to think about how to take this person away.

It seems that resisting walking or holding it may not work, so I can only choose to carry it on my back.

But he was too wet to find a dry place.

Just as Lan Tang was about to turn around and put the umbrella aside, staring straight at Lan Tang's man, suddenly, he spit out syllables indistinctly.

"Rimbaud."

Lan Tang's eyes widened.

He reached out and grabbed the man's collar.

"you know me!"

Rimbaud is the mark on his hat, the only intersection with his past memories and the origin of his present name.

If it weren't for this word, he might not even know his own name.

But this man, without warning, just stared at him for a moment and said it.

He knows me? ?

However, the man slowly closed his eyes and lost his follow-up actions.

Unexpected joy.

But to get information, I'm afraid I can only bring him to my territory first.

Lan Tang stretched out his hands to lift the man on his back, and strode towards him towards his residence.

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When Gide woke up, he clearly felt the restraint on his body.

His heart tightened.

Are you caught?What about others?

Although he was anxious, he had experienced many battles after all, and he would not lose his mind due to sudden changes in the situation.

He lowered his head silently, maintaining his previous movements, and quietly listening to the voices around him.

The sound of pattering rain was vague and distant, and there was silence nearby, except for the faint sound of breathing ahead.

There was a faint smell of blood in the room, and a faint smell of men's perfume.

This... doesn't seem like a place for torture.

So, he was rescued?

Even after reaching the temporary safe conclusion, Gide did not relax easily.

It's not like he hasn't encountered this kind of situation before. There are not a few people who were captured, tortured in various ways, and pretended to save him to try to make him open his heart.

If you don't do it, it may not be a good omen.

Gide is on guard.

Lan Tang looked across the person in front of him, staring at the void.

Does he know or not?

If you knew, would you tell him directly, or would you use it in exchange?If you don't know him, his previous behavior can be called asking for trouble.

However, Lan Tang is not a person who regrets his past actions.

Moreover, he had already heard the change of breathing.

The man is awake.

Voices sounded in the room with only two people.

"Don't pretend to be asleep when you wake up."

The man over there lowered his head and didn't speak.

"I don't mean anything malicious, I just want to ask you some questions." Lan Tang's eyes were fixed on the guy who was still pretending.

If it wasn't for his keen senses and hearing the changes in his breathing, he might have ignored them.

Gide lowered his head, quietly waiting for the follow-up.

Lan Tang asked without hesitation.

"You know me, know Rimbaud?"

The tension dissipated a little, and new doubts came to mind.

Rimbaud?who?The only Rimbaud he knew was Shangguan, and Shangguan's son, Arthur Rimbaud.

Shangguan died in front of him, and the relics were collected by himself.And Shangguan's wife and daughter also died before Shangguan, and he also attended the funeral...

The only one who couldn't be sure was Arthur Rimbaud.

However, this Arthur Rimbaud was also declared dead two years ago.

Looking up with hesitation, the moment he saw Lan Tang, all of Gide's previous guesses disappeared, leaving only stunned, "You're still alive?"

A living transcendent is an important guarantee for the country, and there are only more than 20 in the whole of Europe.

Therefore, there is almost no such thing as a false report of death in a transcendent.

Moreover, the identity of the transcendent is a secret even to people in the country. If he hadn't collected the relics for Arthur Rimbaud's father after his death, he would not have recognized the person in front of him.

Lan Tang looked at the person who was tied to the stool in front of him, and after a while, he withdrew his hand on his knee and leaned forward slightly, "You know me."

Although it was a possibility that had been guessed a long time ago, Lan Tang was still in a happy mood.

The worst possibility has been ruled out. Even if the other party doesn't cooperate, he still has a way to make the other party tell what he knows, especially since he is now in the position of the controller.

Showing too much emotion isn't a good thing, though.

He pressed down the corners of his lips, but his eyes brightened uncontrollably.

Gide hesitated.

In appearance, he was indeed Arthur Rimbaud.

But, would anyone ask that about themselves?

And the domestic situation...

The atmosphere was quiet for a while.

A bright light flashed, followed by rumbling thunder.

The eyes of the two people in the room were out of focus for a moment, but neither of them had any intention of turning their eyes away from each other.

Lan Tang spoke first, "You are injured now and have a fever. If there is no help from others, it is very likely that you will die from this high fever. I will help you through this crisis, and you can help me too, how about it? "

Gide looked at the person opposite.

Why didn't he die?And why did you say such things to him?Don't you even know your own affairs?

For the sake of protecting the transcendent's identity, those who can find out the appearance of Attil Landang don't need to pretend to be him and come to him to deceive information.

Although the probability is very low, there is only one explanation.

The person in front of him was indeed Rimbaud.

Gide shook his head, "You have been missing for two years, and the country says you are dead... You should be in no less trouble than me. Instead of helping me, it is better to just let me go."

Lan Tang tilted his head and looked at Gide on the opposite side, "Guess, when I brought you back, did those people staring at me notice?"

Staring at Rimbaud?Staring at a transcendent?Who dared to stare at him, and made it impossible for someone like Rimbaud to get away?

The unexpected answer made Gide's pupils shrink and dilate, and he looked at Lan Tang in front of him, "Who is it that makes you so afraid?"

Moreover, it is still the neon in this wild land like a person with supernatural powers.

From the looks of it, I should have been a strong person before I lost my memory.But also within expectations.

Lan Tang didn't mind what Gide was thinking, after all, he only needed to know that the person in front of him really knew his identity.

For the rest, he doesn't care.

"How about telling me a few things before we get to that?"

"What do you want me to say?"

Lan Tang raised the corners of his lips slightly.

"What happened in China in the past three years? How are my family and friends?"

Compared to this, he wants to know more about who is the person who has been grabbing his heart all this time, making him worry about it all the time, and making him unable to rest his head.

However, even if he asked, the person opposite might not know who he cared about.

Gide looked at Rimbaud for a moment.

This is the person he once admired.

But now, this person appeared in front of him without warning, was in danger and needed his help.

His help!

Gide was a little excited, but he still suppressed his emotions and said his

Known situation.

"About three years ago, the clock tower attendant announced your death. Your mother and sister died not long after that. After that, your father died of a heart attack last year. As your father's subordinate, I restrained him I lost his relic. It's a pity that it's not with me now."

Gide looked at Lan Tang, eager to help him, "What happened to you?"

Lan Tang lowered his eyelashes, and he stood up after a while.

Parents, sister.

They are all dead.

Hearing such news, he should have been excited and felt great sorrow, but he didn't.

Even though the person on the other side mentioned their death, he didn't feel too sad because of it, and even couldn't help being excited, wanting to call out the name of the person in his throat, and ask, what happened to xxx.

But he forgot.that person's name.

Who is that person?

"Go take a shower first, but I've been under surveillance here, you should know what to do."

Gide's gaze was fixed on his face, and he retracted his gaze after a while.

"I'm going to find my companion."

"Heal your injury first. I'll go to their side."

Gide nodded.

"Okay, then I'll tell you how to find them."

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The next day, Lan Tang went out to work as usual.

A newcomer named Sakunosuke Oda came to the team. I heard that he was originally a killer, but because he refused to kill, he was demoted all the way to their team.

Lan Tang is somewhat interested in him, but it is a pity that he is in trouble now, and it is not an opportunity to contact this person.

Compared with this, he wants to visit Mori Ogai more.

The scale of the battle last night was small, but the wounded are likely to go to Mori Ogai for medical treatment.

With Mori Ogai's character, it is very likely that in order to obtain information, he took the initiative to put himself in danger and refused to call for help.

Lantang stood on the road, looking up at Mori Ogai's clinic.

It was getting dark gradually, but there were no lights on the first and second floors, and the room was quiet, as if there was no one inside.

Lan Tang pressed down his hat, carried the umbrella up the steps, and knocked lightly on the door.

The door of the clinic is made of iron, inlaid with large pieces of glass, and covered with a white curtain at the back, so that the situation inside cannot be seen.

There were soft footsteps from inside.

He took a step back, getting out of the way of the door.

However, the people in the house did not open the door, and muffled voices sounded from inside.

"The doctor has

I went to the doctor, I have something to come back tomorrow. "

The voice of a stranger.

What Mori Ogai hides here is not only his medicine, but also a lot of information, which can make many people in Yokohama lose their heads just by telling it.Therefore, when he goes out, he never lets other people stay in his territory for a long time.

It seems to be expected.

Lan Tang held the umbrella handle and turned it around, his eyes stayed on the floor mat at the door, and his voice was calm, "If that's the case, then I'll come back tomorrow."

After speaking, he took his umbrella and turned to leave.

The figure inside the door parted the curtain, watching Lan Tang's back disappear around the corner.

He breathed a sigh of relief, turned around, and prepared to go upstairs to continue setting his trap.

His wound has just been treated, and the adjutant is still receiving treatment, so he must act in a low-key manner. It is best not to break out of conflict, and the leader does not allow them to harm civilians.

In the dim light, he squinted and inserted the end of the wire he had just pulled into the socket.

The dagger was pulled out, but with a light touch, the unremarkable filaments just installed flashed a bright blue light instantly, even through the protective belt, the hand holding the dagger was numb from it.

He shook his hand, inserted the dagger into the sheath, and just turned around with a sigh of relief, he saw a figure with half of his body hidden in the darkness.

The figure was slender and slender, holding a black bar in his hand, his upper body was hidden in the shadow, and a pair of gold-like eyes shone with a scorching glimmer in the shadow.

In the darkness, the man took off his hat and nodded slightly at him, "Excuse me, I just saw that you have been busy, so I didn't bother you. Excuse me, do you know André Gide?"

The soldier's pupils shrank suddenly.

Come so fast!I'm afraid they came here after chasing them.

The dagger in the soldier's hand swung in the direction of the figure without hesitation.

The black strip blocked the soldier's dagger, and the two touched. The flexible feel made him confused. What kind of weapon is this?

The dagger is suitable for close combat, and the trap he just set up behind him also made him have to restrain his hands and feet during the battle.

It's also unlikely to intentionally lure the opponent over. When he tried his power just now, with his position, he should be able to see the electric spark.

In order to set up traps, other weapons were not brought up.

I'm afraid I have to make a little noise so that the companions downstairs can hear it.

Holding the dagger, the soldier rushed towards the man.

Lan Tang sighed.

He had already guessed that the hunted person would become a frightened bird

A matter of course.

But he waited for so long, didn't he just want to tell the other party that he didn't have any malicious intentions?

If he hadn't seen the mark that Andre Gide showed him, which belonged to his companion, wouldn't it be easier to shoot directly when he didn't notice?

Let's make a quick decision. If there is too much noise, Mori Ogai may be in danger.

A clanging sound resounded in the room, and the dagger seemed to be unable to leverage its force, touching the opponent's weapon, and even slipping in other directions along the object in the opponent's hand.

Strength was cut, and the edge of the dagger was worn away.

He took a deep breath, stepped back, and held the black stick in one hand.

The weapon was controlled by someone, Lan Tang didn't panic at all, he pressed his finger on the button of the umbrella handle.

The umbrella surface stretched into a huge arc, bounced off, and the sword blade that had been hidden in the umbrella appeared in front of people.

The person in front of him caught an empty hand, and the sudden defeat made him unstable, and he fell towards the direction behind him.

This is not possible, he has not had time to ask for the information he wants.

Lan Tang raised his sword and slashed at the metal filament on one side.

Bright sparks lit up the interior.

When he was unsteady and fell back, the soldier had already thought about his future of being electrocuted, but the man who was still fighting just now suddenly saved his life.

His ankle touched the wire, he staggered back a few steps, leaned against the edge of the window completely, and looked towards the person over there.

However, his life cannot be exchanged for the lives of other people in the team.

The dagger in the soldier's hand stabbed again without hesitation.

However, the slender sword in the umbrella had already reached the center of his forehead, preventing him from taking a step forward.

The soldier ignored the sense of crisis caused by being pressed against his forehead, turned his head sideways, and stabbed at Lan Tang's body again.

And Lan Tang had already taken precautions.The umbrella that came out of the two hands as it unfolded was already held in his hand at this moment, and it was against the soldier's dagger.

"...Bulletproof material." The soldier murmured.

"You can't beat me." Lan Tang pointed out the truth gently.

"Then try it." Hearing his mother tongue suddenly, the soldier didn't hold back his malice, instead he leaned himself close to Lan Tang and continued to attack.

The black umbrella bounced up again and landed on the ground on one side.

Fighting close to the body, the slender sword in the umbrella is far less flexible than the dagger.

The moment the two weapons met, Lan Tang let go of his hand.

How could someone put down their weapons in battle?soldier wrong

startled.

In the next second, Lan Tang had already punched him on the bridge of the nose without hesitation.

The huge soreness caused the soldier's tears and snot to fall together. He subconsciously blinked his blurred eyes, and stabbed hard in the direction in front of him.

And this time.

Lan Tang had already staggered to his back, hooking his elbows around his neck.

It seems that pure force cannot stop him from attacking, so let's try with Gide's news.

"André Gide is with me."

The soldier's struggle suddenly stopped.

"What do you want to do."

It seems that the bet was right.

Lan Tang let go of his arms, took a step back, and looked at the soldier's vigilant look.

"Need your help."