retired from port today

Even though I said so, the other party still didn't care, as if they didn't care about Hong Kong gangsters and the Supernatural Secret Service Division provoking a fight at all.

"I'm here to carry out the task of the Supernatural Secret Service Division. No matter what you say, we will thoroughly investigate here today."

This made me frown unconsciously. His performance was completely different from the Mr. Zhongtian I saw some time ago. Use such a person?

I looked at the man in a black suit who looked like a gangster, and said forcefully: "Sir, I have doubts about your identity, now I will send someone to contact the special agent, please wait a moment. "

Nodding to Akira Sato next to him, he got my signal, nodded and walked towards the door.

The people on the opposite side looked at me and I looked at you, with expressions of not knowing what to do.

This made me more sure that they were pretending to be members of the Supernatural Secret Service,

The leader of them sneered, and said indifferently: "Do you think the Ability and Secret Service Division can still take care of you? He is still busy now."

This brings me to a topic that I have been very concerned about since just now: "How do you know? What happened?"

Even Sato Akira, who was about to walk to the door, heard my voice, stopped incessantly, looked back at the man, and waited for him to tell what happened.

The man showed a very dark smile, as if he was planning something.

I feel bad.

In the next second, he raised the hand he had put down just now, pointed at me with the wooden warehouse, and pulled down the trigger before I could move.

The black bullet approached infinitely in my eyes, and my pupils shrank.

"boom--"

A wooden barn sounded in the warehouse.

This seemed to start a battle, and after a while, the sound of wooden warehouses came from the entire warehouse, as if in the midst of a terrifying war.

Red liquid filled the entire room.

I clutched my right waist, feeling something sticky seeping into my hand through the fabric.

Because of the unconscious dodge of my trained body, I have only now regained my life.

If it wasn't for the short distance just now, I could have avoided it.

I stood up tremblingly, looked around, and found that all the Hong Kong and black personnel were lying on the floor, and the liquid of my companions was under my feet.

Only the person on the opposite side was unscathed, even smiling.

Their companions ran back after checking the people around them, and when they reported to the leader, they looked at me unconsciously: "Boss, I checked, everyone in Hong Kong is dead except for this woman."

My breathing became heavy, whether it was from the pain of the wound or my own anger.

A wooden barn was aimed at my forehead.

The man looked at me with cruel eyes, he obviously expected this scene long ago, seeing me in such a mess, he said: "I'm sorry, but you must die in order to order, our task is to make this building People and things in the building completely disappear."

I unconsciously grasped the hand covering the wound, and my voice was a little trembling: "Who are you from? The Italian Mafia, the Supernatural Secret Service, the Black Organization, or... Hong Kong gangsters?"

I didn't want to believe it, but I finally added a name.

He was a little surprised when he heard my question. He didn't seem to expect that I had so much information: "I didn't expect you to know a lot, but it's a pity. Seeing that this task has been completed so smoothly, I'll tell you Tell the truth."

He leaned closer to my ear and whispered a word in my ear.

The next second I opened my eyes wide, and countless memories flooded into my mind, driving the emotions in my body.

I didn't care about Mu Cang who was facing me, and my hand grabbed the opponent's face.

The people around raised the wooden barn towards me in horror.

I didn't have any expression, I just felt that the power in my body was about to explode.

"what--"

Red permeates the whole world.

……

The battle between Hong Kong gangsters and the black organization lasted for a whole day, from the making of the battle plan to the undercover disclosure of the battle plan, basically every link was maintained at a comparable level.

Dazai sighed, looking at the messy battlefield, he was out of place, like a monster.

Although he had no intention of causing this cruel scene, the leader did not intend to let him stop.

Seeing both enemies and companions fall one after another, he also inevitably felt a little sad: "Oh, if Chiba-chan is here, I won't be bored."

Although his voice was very low, the person next to him couldn't help but twitch his mouth.

Dazai-san, you are preparing to be tortured today too.

Night has fallen, both friends and foes are a little tired, and at this moment they all choose to stand still and look for the last chance.

In this drowsy night, which was different from the daytime, red fireworks suddenly lit up.

The red flame burned the entire building, as if it was burning with vitality, it was dazzling.

In the silent night of Yokohama, all the outsiders couldn't help but stop and watch the flames quietly.

"so beautiful."

The people around couldn't help saying this, only Dazai's face sank when he saw the flame.

Mr. Sen once said to him before the action: "You don't need to take the initiative to attack, wait for my signal, and then you can wipe out the opponent in one fell swoop."

At this moment, he looked at the only focal point in the night sky, and murmured: "The signal is coming."

After waiting for a day, it was not that there was no signal, but that someone's strength was used as a signal to open the chapter of victory in the battle.

Or take someone's life.

The battle went smoothly. Not only did the remaining enemies be wiped out, but also the undercover agents inside were eradicated.

Dazai looked at the arrested person, and only ordered "Hand it to the leader" before disappearing before the eyes of the others, and the remaining people looked at each other and asked: "Mr. Dazai left in such a hurry, what's the matter? "

……

Dazai felt as if his throat was burning, his eyes stared at the approaching red building, panting and slowed down.

The original white building has been scorched black, and the red flames are burning from the inside to the outside. The heat makes people afraid to approach.

This is why there are many people watching the excitement, but no one is willing to check it out.

Dazai dressed roughly, looked at the building, pursed his lips, took out a cloth from his pocket, got wet, and ran in.

The walls inside the house were already black, but the building was still very strong, even Dazai doubted that the building would collapse in the next second.

"Suzuhara Chiba!"

He yelled in the house, there was a burnt object on the ground, he didn't look at it or dared not look at it, although he knew that the flames probably wouldn't hurt the other party.

After walking a few steps, he felt that the surrounding temperature was getting higher and higher, and the flames were getting bigger and bigger.

He realized that he had found the source of the fire, and when he looked up, he saw the little black-haired girl holding her hands up, with flames radiating from her palms.

"Qianye!" He couldn't help shouting.

Hearing his voice, the little girl finally moved. When she saw him, her eyes were no longer so empty.

"Mr. Zhi?"