After binding the Yokohama Ancient God system

Just like that, one eye took me away from Saibo Street.

When he was leaving, he did not forget to ask someone to stuff the two big dogs tied by the door into the trunk of this Audi.

He sat in the back seat of the car with me on the road and chatted with me all the time;

The content of the chat is almost all the content of [Where did your friend go] [Are you afraid of being left alone on Leibo Street] [The relationship between you and your companions does not seem to be very good] and other special clichés.

But he was soon disappointed.

Because I was like a scared fool with cerebral palsy, sitting in my seat either crying or depressed;

No matter what he said, I always maintained that blurred state of not knowing what year it was, staring blankly at him, or staring out the window.

"Uh..." One eye chatted with me for less than half an hour, he himself felt bored, put away the smiling expression on his face, turned his head indifferently and played with his mobile phone, and stopped looking at I.

"Take her to Mr. Sen."

After crossing the Yokohama Concession and arriving at the port, One Eye jumped out of the car first. Before leaving, he went to the trunk to look at the two dogs.

"Wang!"

As a result, as soon as One Eye ordered his subordinates to open the trunk, Husky grinned and bit on One Eye's ass with a "Wow" sound!

"Ah!!" One eye reacted quickly, frowning and hopping to the side lightly, the expression on his face changed a few times, and finally he looked at the two dogs even more disgusted.

"Let's put the dog on the first floor, don't take it up."

With one eye, he explained to his subordinate in a flat voice.

The remaining two people held my hand, helped me out of the car with weak legs, and led me to the port mafia building.

When I came to the elevator door, as soon as the elevator door opened, I saw Nakahara Chuya with a pensive face, walking out of the elevator slowly with a hat in his hand.

Beside Nakahara Chuya, there was a beautiful woman in a gorgeous warm-colored kimono with the same orange hair.

The woman's skin is healthy and fair, with delicate and elegant makeup on her beautiful face;

The body shape and posture of the whole person are like a noble lady who traveled from Heian-kyo, and also like a colorful painting, which attracts people to appreciate it carefully.

What a beautiful lady.

"...?!" Nakahara Chuya looked up and saw me, his facial expression immediately became stiff and confused.

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

I:"……"

"Ala... It seems that this is Miss Shangjiangzhou."

The woman next to him didn't have any unexpected emotions. On the contrary, she had already expected my arrival, and politely smiled at me just right, with a gentle and friendly voice.

"No...not!" Zhong Yuanzhong stopped doing it.

He looked at me as if he saw someone who should be thousands of miles away but should not be here, shocked and weird.

"Yuxing? Why are you here! Didn't you leave Yokohama with Shirase and the others!"

"Uh..." I didn't answer, my face was filled with bitterness and hatred, and I looked at him resentfully with a look of "knowing everything".

Zhong Yuanzhong was also taken aback when he saw this.

He immediately stepped forward, glared badly at the two burly men holding my arms, pulled me away from them, and blocked me behind him.

"What about Shirase and the others?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also asked me nervously.

I replied in a low voice: "They left me on Leibo Street...run away overnight...and never came back to find me."

In fact, I kicked them out of the house overnight and licked their bags casually with tears.

"Uh..." My answer undoubtedly shattered Chuya's three views.

The boy's cobalt blue eyes widened, his face was full of confusion and disbelief, as if he didn't expect Shirase and the others to do such a shameless thing.

I can only say that there are many more that Zhongyuan Zhong didn't expect.

He probably didn't know that Shirose wanted to send him away with a knife coated with rat poison.

Forget it, it's better not to let him know, maybe it will make him howl with anger.

"Uh..." Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at me, and then at the environment of the port mafia building, his expression became a little stiff and tense in an instant, and he seemed to think of something bad.

"Miss Ozaki, why is Yuzuko here?"

Nakahara Nakaya held my arm tightly, looked at the lady named Ozaki, and asked in a low voice.

"Uh..." Ms. Ozaki didn't reply, she just stood quietly at the elevator door, looking at Nakahara Chuya with compassion, there was not much emotion on that soft face.

Just when this dilemma happened, One Eye happened to walk in with his subordinates.

"Chuya, I advise you not to do unnecessary things."

There was a smile in One Eye's voice, still the familiar formula and familiar expression.

"Uh..." Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at one eye with a dark face, that horrible expression seemed to wrench his head off in the next second.

But I can feel the hesitation and bewilderment in Nakahara Chuya.

"Maybe it's not that complicated, it's just a simple conversation."

Spreading his hand with one eye, he said softly helplessly.

"However, Chuya, if you force yourself, everything will be uncertain."

The atmosphere became stalemate.

"Chuya, it's okay, I'm not afraid."

I forced a smile on my face, talking tea and tea.

"Uh..." After more than ten seconds of struggling, Zhongyuan Zhong also gently let go of my arm.

"It's okay, Yuxing."

He comforted me softly.

"As long as I don't betray...the Port Mafia, you'll be fine."

Zhong Yuanzhong also patted my shoulder, and didn't dare to look into my eyes for a while, but I could feel the powerlessness and guilt in him.

I:"……"

It seems that this dream chasing brother has found his ideal destination.

And I want to tell him that you don't have to feel guilty at all; I have given you a bad time about your gangsters, 60.00% of them were sent to vocational schools by me, and the rest were sent to factories by me. .

Gotta ask why, because I'm running out of budget.

The rest is up to their fate.

One Eye originally wanted to stay and say a few words, but two children walked towards him from the other side, making him look frozen.

The two children, a boy and a girl, looked like brothers and sisters.

I don't know the guy, but I know the girl well.

That small figure, long black hair, pure and shy expression;

She was wearing a large brand new black sweater, and she was timidly standing beside her brother.

"Mr. Dazai!"

And his brother saw an eye.That look, tsk tsk, is like a dog seeing a meaty bone.

The girl is my little silver.

The boy should be her elder brother Akutagawa's name, which is quite long anyway.

"Uh..." Yin saw me, but she stared at me curiously for two seconds as if she had seen a stranger she had never met before, and then quickly averted her gaze.

I naturally looked back.

……

Next, the Port Mafia took me to the top floor of the building, where I met Ogai Mori, the leader of the Port Mafia.

This is not our first meeting, but this is our first official meeting;

And as long as I plan to stay in Yokohama and develop based on Yokohama, then our meeting is inevitable.

Mori Ogai...

Ignoring his "Doctor Strange" attire, his first impression is that he is actually a very handsome, elegant and easy-going middle-aged man.

When I saw him, he was sitting quietly in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, naturally forming a Versailles illustration composition.

In this location, with such large floor-to-ceiling windows, the whole body exudes the aura of the pinnacle residence of successful people.

The house is nice and the clothing taste is below average.

"Nice to meet you, Yuxing."

Mori Ogai smiled gently. His temperament was like that of an uncle or relative. People would unconsciously relax their vigilance and want to get close to him.

He greeted me kindly and let me sit next to him.

I see a glass of red wine, a milkshake sprinkled with confetti on the table; two napoleons.

With red eyes, I carefully sat beside him.

Seeing my tears streaming down my face, Mori Ogai smiled and took two pieces of paper from the table and handed them to me: "Why are you afraid of being like this? Did Dazai say something to you on the way?"

"No." I cried.

Mori Ogai looked at me with some distress: "Actually, I have no intention of doing anything to the sheep's children."

"Youxing may not believe it, but I really want to take good care of everyone; for example, schools, workplaces, and positions suitable for children, we have carefully selected them."

Mori Ou looked at me with a smile on the outside, his slender palms folded on his chin, and the pleasant sound was like a silver hammer hitting a chime.

"But ah—"

As soon as the man's voice changed, his purple eyes narrowed slightly.

"Everyone is gone, whether it is the sheep's children, or the gss; it is gone."

"Leave only pomelo and apricot."

"Why is that?" Mori Ogai said softly, sounding incomprehensible.

Why else?

Because I don't like them.

People who are not pleasing to the eye must be packed up and sent away. Is it possible to let them continue to hang around under my nose?

"Uh..." I pursed my mouth, and my eyes shot out two widow-like melancholy gazes, and two lines of white tears fell to the blue sky, without saying anything.

"Hey, it's so pitiful, is Xiao Youxing abandoned?"

Mori Ogai touched my head, picked up the two napkins on my lap, wiped my tears meaningfully, and then threw the napkins into the ice wine bucket.

"I originally wanted to arrange Youxing and Shirase-kun together in a factory with good benefits, but Shirase-kun is gone, so you have to focus on taking care of Youxing."

Mori Ogai said thoughtfully.

I:"……"

I?factory?

Are you serious?

It's better to get me up, I'd rather be a great god who lies dead.

"When was the last time you saw Shirase-kun?" Mori Ogai asked.

"Uh……"

"On the night of NO.16, he came back and slapped me for no reason, and angrily asked me to help him pack his luggage."

I said in a crying voice.

"Shirase apologized...he also said...he would come back to me with Chuya..."

Mori Ogai raised his eyebrows: "This is really a bad boy."

Then the man leaned on the back of the chair, looked up at the beautiful scenery outside his huge French window, and muttered to himself.

"So, the time is right."

Mori Ogai: "What is Yuxing usually good at?"

He suddenly turned to me and asked.

"Uh..." You asked me to answer this question and I really couldn't answer it for a while.

But I'm very good at spending money.

And it's very good at saddling you with unexplained huge debts.

Is this a specialty?

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