Bizarre beater

Party B Yunhe began to receive frequent commissions from within the Port Mafia, and Wujo Wu was on a business trip. Out of his ten orders a day, at least five of them were delivered to the Port Mafia.

They still order food from that weird fisherman who occupied the position of the last fisherman.

Although it is very common to eat sashimi in Japan, there is no need to eat these strange things, right?

If it weren't for the fact that it was impossible to catch deep-sea products by fishing, he would have suspected that these things were fished out of the deep sea where the light of the sky could not be seen.

The takeaway he delivered for a week looked like fish that had been killed for ten years, and his whole body was about to be marinated.

The first thing I do when I come back every day is to take a shower, otherwise I won't be able to eat.

He began to have dinner with his neighbor again, and found that the other party had changed three or four shower gels, and Mr. Tosi couldn't help asking after hearing his description, "Don't you think...it's strange?"

"Ah?" Party B Yunhe felt rather strange about his question, "Isn't Yokohama a port city? Is it normal that people here like to eat seafood?"

Fyodor: "..."

If you weren't a transcendent, you wouldn't be able to survive more than three chapters in any horror novel, do you know?

"Did you meet any strange people?"

The delivery guy punched the dining table and said viciously, "Party A is a strange idiot. Of course, except you."

The only Party A that has been praised: "..."

Is this Schrödinger's fear of ghosts?

Why are some people good at brain supplements and self-deception?

Fei Jia: Today is another day when I don’t understand my neighbors.

Although Party B, Yunhe, felt disgusted by some Party A of the port mafia, in fact they all liked him quite a bit.

The specific manifestation is: let him contract the food transportation of the party by himself.

Party B: Party A is an idiot! ! !

Holding the list cursingly, he went to the beach and saw the familiar fisherman again.

He was a little familiar with it, and he couldn't help complaining this time: "When I came here, I never saw you fishing, why do you still call yourself a fisherman?"

The fisherman was silent for a while and said, "Because the people who were here before claimed to be fishermen."

Just... plagiarize the title.

He: "Then what about that person before?"

"His wife stayed away all day long because he traveled so far to fish, and wanted to divorce him, so she went back."

Party B, Yunhe, was shocked. Although he had heard the bizarre story about the fisherman's wife and children separated because of his addiction to fishing, he didn't expect to meet him again.

He: "Okay... There are a lot of orders today, and you only have one sack?"

The fisherman let out a strange laugh again (through observation for a period of time, this person laughed like this, but his accent was strange, probably because he had stayed at sea for a long time, and he didn't know where his accent was), and shook himself. The sack said: "I still have a lot of sacks in various colors and materials. What kind of sack do you like?"

"The last person who tried to sack me has already been sliced ​​into sashimi." Party B Yunhe threatened the other party, "What about your fishing boat? Why have I never seen your fishing boat?"

The fisherman shrank his neck in fright at his first sentence, and then refuted his second sentence very excitedly, "I don't have a fishing boat, don't spit blood on people!!"

If the clansmen heard about it, he would be hung on the glacier for public display!

The takeaway boy was taken aback by his yelling, and asked blankly, "Then how do you catch fish?"

He saw the list today, and there were several deep-sea fish that he had heard of.You can't stand on the shore and the fish swim from the deep sea by themselves and jump in front of them, right?

The fisherman shook his head triumphantly and gave him a demonstration.

Strangely, the sound that could not be produced by the vibration of the vocal cords spread around him.

The seaside of the port city is very noisy, but after the sound appeared, it was as quiet as a painting,

Ineffable, indescribable, and intangible forces that cannot be ignored envelop the world and guide everything to look at and be in awe of.

The sun shines through the clouds and falls into the embrace of the sea. The white foam covers the sea water, shining with golden light.

After several surges, groups of marine creatures spontaneously jumped out of the sea and got into the sacks floating from the other side.

Party B Yunhe: "Wow—" He actually jumped over by himself, and even packed himself up!

He made a sound that had never been seen in the world, and made the angler next to him sway like some kind of mollusc.

"Your ability seems to make money, so why don't you change your scarf?"

Mr. Yunhe, who loves cleanliness, has been displeased with that dirty scarf for a long time.

Clothes can be broken and artistic, but not dirty.

A fisherman who thinks he can be admired and praised: "...they don't give me money."

Those bad things were fascinated by the human world, and all the money they got was spent.

"It's unreasonable! It's too much! Isn't this bullying honest people?" Party B Yunhe expressed 12 sympathies to him, and asked him if he would like to order a takeaway with retaliation service.

He's wanted to punch those guys for a long time.

The fisherman sighed deeply and said, "I don't have a mobile phone, and I don't have any money."

Because it is too delicious, it is at the bottom of the food chain, so it has to squat here every day to hunt those ancestors.

"Tsk." Party B Yunhe shook his head in disappointment, ran to the beach, opened any door, summoned Smilt, let the other party go to meet him first, and then transported seafood one by one.

At this moment, their figures overlapped with the porters on the pier, and anyone who saw them felt sad.

Only Mori Ogai felt like he had seen a ghost.

"what are you doing?!"

He looked at the sacks all over the floor, the corners of his eyes twitched, and he couldn't help changing the tone of the last few sounds.

Here is the port mafia!Not a seafood wholesale market!

The leader of Mafia, Mr. Mori, who manages a lot of things, has heard some strange rumors recently, but Yokohama strange stories are popular, and no one knows how much truth there is in those words.

Moreover, there is nothing abnormal in the investigation report except for "unknown seafood smell remains in the corridor of the headquarters".

It turns out that the smell of seafood comes from this...

The delivery delivery was caught by the boss of Party A. Party B Yunhe was not only not guilty, but even a little excited. He said, "Can you take care of your employees? They are going to hold some kind of ocean party on the 51st floor. Ordering so much seafood in one breath and not being allowed to take the elevator is simply a bunch of crazy."

Mori Ogai: "...the port mafia doesn't have a 51st floor. Are you sure the one who ordered the takeaway is a member of Mafia?"

Party B Yunhe: Damn.

"Don't scare me, I've been delivering it for more than half a month." His voice also changed a little later.

Ghosts order takeaway these days? ?

The blond girl suddenly appeared at his feet, covered her nose with disgust and said, "Rin Taro, you actually asked me to come out and smell this! It's too bad!"

Mori Ogai: "Alice, you accompany Mr. Yunhe to meet those partygoers, and I will do some investigation."

The party came to the port mafia headquarters when he was dead?

Alice: "Okay."

While the two were communicating, Yunhe, the second party, had already dragged the last sack from the other side of the arbitrary door, and was so upset that he wanted to pull Smilt's soul chain to bind the sack.

Smilte refused with a face: "No, no, no, the soul lock chain is too thick, it can't be tied."

His death scythe is no longer clean, if he drags the seafood with the soul lock chain again, he will no longer have the face to call himself the god of death! !

Yunhe: "Then make it smaller. Later, while those guys are not paying attention, I will directly put the soul chain on their heads, and I will be able to determine whether it is a human, a ghost, or a monster."

There is a high probability that it is not a human, it is a monster and he pretends nothing happened, and if it is a ghost, he will be directly sent to hell.

"Can't you just ask me to show up and trap them? Doesn't this catch them off guard even more?"

Party B Yunhe, whose mind is not quite normal: "Oh... okay."

So how should the fish be transported to the 51st floor?

Alice called the well-meaning Chuya cadres.

After returning from the mission, Zhong Yuan Zhongya, who was about to pack up and get off work, looked at dozens of sacks on the ground and said in disbelief, "Let me transport them up?"

Alice shook her head: "I can't mention it."

Party B Yunhe: "I may have to run five or six times, I can't do it until I deliver it, but I'm afraid you will fight halfway through it."

Afraid of ghosts and ghosts, he took all the orders, regardless of Party A's life or death.

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at the sacks on the ground, just like looking at the sacks containing mackerel, full of disgust and rejection.

But in the explanation of the two people, he learned that a group of lawbreakers were arrogantly planning to hold a party in their lair. To get to the 51st floor, you had to take the fish up the stairs (obviously the deliveryman said, no fidelity).

After an inner struggle, Mr. Nakaya, who is loyal to Mafia, squatted on the ground, touched the sacks one by one, and manipulated their gravity, thinking sadly that the new gloves he just bought would have to be replaced again.

There were no new instructions from Mr. Sen, and the three of them went straight to the 51st floor with dozens of sacks of seafood at a rate of one floor per second.

As soon as the door was opened—good guy, the three leaders and six cadres are all here.