Big guys are my vests

"Join the port mafia."

Hearing the young man's calm tone, the old chief's forehead twitched heavily.

Look at your posture, do you seem to have come to join? If you don’t know, you might think that you are here to bloodbath the port mafia.

"I don't know why you favor the port mafia? People like you will never be buried anywhere."

In the final analysis, the old leader was very suspicious and sick, and he was willing to rest assured after trying a few times.

"I need money." Ritsu Tsukimi said very clearly, "Besides, you have already seen my value to the port mafia."

The old leader's eyes moved slightly. Indeed, crushing force is a scarce resource, and it is absolutely impossible for him to surrender such a talent.

However, there is no guarantee that it is not an undercover agent sent by other organizations.

Fortunately, the young man brought an oil bottle, which is not without weaknesses and is easy to control... The old leader changed his mind and his face softened a bit.

"Welcome to the Port Mafia - may I have your name?"

""Central Plains". "Yuejian Lisu opened his mouth at the same time, Zhongyuan Zhong unconsciously puffed out his chest, expressing his pride.

The old leader appointed Yue Jian Risu as the captain of the second detachment of the armed forces, and generously paid a large salary in advance.

"Mr. Nakahara, there are recent rumors in Yokohama that there is a supernatural ability that can guide everyone's desires. If the rumors are true, I hope that Mr. can bring people back."

The old leader only spoke half of his words, and the secret news claimed that the supernatural person was the key to open the "book".

A "book" that can rewrite reality!There was a trace of greed in his eyes.

"I see." Yuejian Risu nodded, said goodbye and left.

On the way to the residence, Nakahara Zhongya asked, "Why didn't my brother deal with the old man directly?"

It's not a problem to overthrow the entire port mafia with the strength of a young man, he doesn't understand why he has to go around in circles.

"Suppression by force alone cannot maintain the operation of human organizations." Ritsu Tsukimi explained, adding, "I hate dealing with some human beings."

Zhong Yuanzhong also nodded in agreement, his life as a test subject is simple and straightforward, and he hates people who don't know what to say.

Just seeing the wrinkled smile on the old man's face made him feel physically disgusted.

The apartment is between Nakajima Atsushi and Fuheihui.

When Rito Tsukimi unlocked the lock, Atsushi Nakajima, who was coming home from kindergarten wearing a yellow hat, rushed towards him like a small cannonball when he saw a familiar face.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Nakahara!"

The two Zhongyuan turned their heads at the same time, and Atsushi Nakajima was stunned by the two identical faces.

"Is this Mr. Zhongyuan's younger brother? How about the second brother Zhongyuan—" Atsushi Nakajima greeted him with bright eyes.

Zhong Yuanzhong also narrowed his eyes, and looked suspiciously at the child in front of him.

"You raised a child outside?"

Fortunately, Oda Sakunosuke came over, nodded to Tsukimi Ritou, and held down the excited little tiger, showing his parental status.

"Mr. Zhongyuan, Mr. Xiao."

"This is also Zhongya Chuya." Yuejian Lisu introduced, "It's convenient to call me Zhongye."

Oda Sakunosuke was surprised. Although there are occasional cases where family members use the same name, it is generally separated by generations or more, and it is almost rare for two brothers to use the same name.

"No." Zhong Yuanzhong also retorted.

If everyone is called brother Zhongye, wouldn't there be no distinction between closeness and closeness, since he is obviously the only brother in the world who is of the same origin.

"It's fine to call me Zhong, my brother is Mr. Zhong Yuan." He specifically emphasized the surname.

Childish possessiveness.

Tsukimi Ritsu nodded, he would not reject any decision of Nakahara Chuya.

Ding—the sound of the elevator door opening.

Fu Heihui stepped out with the fast food in his arms, and when he saw the bustling scene in the corridor, he paused.

"Mei—good afternoon~" Nakajima Atsushi came out from behind Oda Sakunosuke, and hurriedly greeted his little friend.

"Mr. Atsushi, Oda, good afternoon." Fu Heihui couldn't help but look at Zhongyuan Chuya.

He and Fu Heisher have an eight-point resemblance, and he did not expect to meet a brother who is exactly the same, so amazing.

What's more, this big brother looks deserted, but the younger brother is obviously extremely dependent on him...

So, among the three families, is only his cheap father who hangs around pachinko parlors and racetracks every day?

Fu Heihui once again felt the unevenness of the world.

"Did Mr. Shir go to bet on the horses again today?" Oda Sakunosuke was not surprised.

One day, Fu Heisher will be a new man and take good care of Fu Heihui...he will probe his head to see if the sun has risen in the west.

Fu Heihui nodded, "Don't bother Mr. Oda today, I bought dinner."

He held up his dinner for two.

After opening the door for Fukuroe, Oda Sakunosuke looked at Tsukimi Riko, who was empty-handed, and invited him, "Mr. Nakahara and Mr. Nakaya-ko are coming to our house for dinner? I happened to buy some extra food."

Because Fuheshier was disconnected every day, Oda Sakunosuke was used to bringing Fukuroe's dinner from time to time.

"Okay, excuse me." Yuejian Risu resolutely chose Cengfan.

Seeing Atsushi Nakajima moving a small bench to help Oda Sakunosuke choose vegetables, it is naturally impossible for Tsukimi Ritou and Nakahara Nakahara to sit still.

The two looked at each other and said in unison, "Is there anything I can do to help?"

Oda Sakunosuke didn't have the self-consciousness to face the boss at all. He thought for a while and took out a bag of potatoes, "Please, Mr. Nakahara, peel them."

Yuejian Lisu took it, drew two knives, and handed one to Zhongya Zhongyuan.

As a person who has never been in contact with any housework, he has no self-consciousness about his level.

Moreover, Tsukimi Ritsu has mastered 100% of Huang Ba's vomiting. He is a complete mage. He seldom exercises his body and basically has no muscle control at all.

Not to mention Zhong Yuanzhong, he is still adapting to the filth in his body, and the violent energy from time to time often makes things around him uncontrollable.

Holding the idea that his brother can do everything, Nakahara Chuya turned his head to look at his brother.

I saw Risu Tsukimi confidently cut off the two ends, and then cut off the "potato skin" with a few knives. The round potato was cut off by him, leaving only the central cuboid.

Nakahara Nakaya was successfully misled by Tsukimi Ritou's Dubai knife technique.

Nakajima Atsushi looked up and was shocked from ear to ear.

"Zhi, Zhitian." The child ignored the wet hands and hurriedly grabbed the corner of the only reliable adult at the scene.

"What...?" Oda Sakunosuke turned his head, choked and hesitantly spit out the last syllable.

Two pairs of unconscious blue pupils turned to him at the same time, and four eyes were filled with small question marks at the same time.

Oda Sakunosuke immediately wiped his hands on the apron, grabbed a large handful of sugar from the snack bowl that was not taken out, and stuffed them into the palms of one big and one small ones.

"Go to the living room and watch TV."

The person who masters the kitchen spoon is the boss. Tsukimi Riko and Nakahara Chu didn't know why, but obediently sat on the sofa in the living room with candies in their hands.

After a while, the hot curry rice was served on the table, and Zhong Yuan's eyes lit up.

Only nutrient solutions were used in the lab, and he never tasted normal meals.

After taking a mouthful of spicy curry, his face was flushed red, and Tsukimi Ritsu handed him the ice water he had prepared in advance.

"Mr. Nakahara, I have always wanted to contact you about something." Oda Sakunosuke suddenly put down the spoon and solemnly put his hands on his knees.

The three looked at him at the same time, Atsushi Nakajima thought that Oda Sakunosuke was going to leave, and was so scared that he didn't even eat.

"Early before, after getting along for a period of time, I decided to live with Dun instead of working as a job. Of course, I can't go through the formalities at the moment."

Oda Sakunosuke, who seemed mature but actually only 15 years old, went on to say, "This is Mr. Nakahara's card. I haven't withdrawn it since the third month. I found a job last year and have already made up the previous expenses."

He pushed the black card over, "Thank you, Mr. Zhongyuan, I have found a new way of life, and now I want to officially resign from Mr. Zhongyuan's job."

Oda Sakunosuke bowed apologetically.

Tsukimi Ritsu glanced at the black card belonging to Gojo Satoru, and put it back in his pocket.

Even if Oda Sakunosuke didn't say anything, he still planned to use his own salary card to replace the black card in his hand, and find a chance to return it.

"Okay." Tsukimi Ritou nodded.

"Sure enough, Mr. Nakahara is very talkative." Oda Sakunosuke sighed.

The seemingly cold young man is unexpectedly soft.

After seeing Ritsu, Tsukimi asked, "Where do you work now?"

"The low-level handyman of the port mafia." Oda Sakunosuke scratched his hair.

He has no other skills except killing people, and he went back and forth to the original point. Compared with other jobs, the port mafia has higher wages and is more suitable for him.

The plot always turns back in unexpected places.Tsukimi Ritou took a bite of curry rice and thought.

Atsushi Nakajima, who was relieved, gave a wow in surprise, and held up the spoon majesticly, "It turns out that Mr. Nakahara is also a mafia! I will also be a super powerful mafia in the future!"

"Aww, Oda!"

In the end, the parents smacked his little head, "I'm still in kindergarten, what about the mafia?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also thought of the wrinkled and stinky old man, and snorted softly: "I will definitely kick the old man from the position of leader."

Hearing this, Yuejian Risu nodded seriously and promised: "Okay."

Obviously the mafia is a dangerous profession...

Oda Sakunosuke twitched the corner of his mouth, not knowing whose education had a problem for a while.

Tsukimi Ritou glanced at Nakajima Atsushi who had completely shed his timidity and was making a fuss.

The ability that the old leader said "can guide everyone's desire" is false, but the goal of the person behind it is definitely Atsushi Nakajima.

Whether it's Fyodor who spread the rumors, or Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, the target of the rumors, this time it's not so easy to succeed.

After the Oda family was fully aware of his hands-on ability, Tsukimi Rito went back and used the Arama spit to move the large furniture to its place, and decisively called housekeeping.

"Chuya, do you want to go to school or hire a tutor?" After cleaning up the mess in the room, Tsukimi Risu asked Chuya for his opinion, but secretly rejected the option of not studying.

"Don't go to school." Nakahara shook his head, Oda Sakunosuke was right, the young man was so easy to deceive, he had to watch it closely.

"Okay. Before that, we're going to pick up someone." Tsukimi Ritsu said.

"A kid again?" Zhong Yuan Zhongya stood on the sofa and looked down at the young man, dissatisfied.

He found that his elder brother is good at everything, except that he likes to pick up children.

Tsukimi Rito thought about it, and explained the situation of Knotabagi Yujin, "Yuhito, like us, is an experimental subject. The difference is that once his experiment starts, even I can't guarantee that he can escape unscathed."

Zhong Yuanzhong also heard that the expression of the "experimental subject" suddenly changed.

He is very clear that the experimental subjects are different from ordinary people, they are alone and have no roots in the world.

And until the elder brother appeared, the Central Plains was not considered to be floating in this world.

Because of personal experience, Zhongyuan Zhongya, including "Central Plains Chuya", extremely hates all human experiments.

He hates the white coat to record all his data, using various instruments to test the upper and lower limits of the human body...

"001 didn't respond to this test, and if it continues, it can only be destroyed like 002 and 003." Zhong Yuanzhong also deeply remembered that the experimenter said the word "destroy" with an indifferent expression, as if he was not a living body but just a mouse.

"Then there's nothing we can do." He jumped off the sofa, crossed his hips, "I will protect him well."

"If he is particularly disobedient... I will beat him up." Zhong Yuan raised his small fist.