Not too many out of four

"The explosion that came with the purple-black light, the old man with white hair and white beard, the barbarian who is rumored to have a close relationship with the port mafia..." Zhong Yuan looked sideways at the note handed to him by the sheep's children , The news they inquired from everywhere was written messily on it.

No matter which one of the rumors, in the eyes of his genuine Huang Batu, it seems very ridiculous.

No one knows better than him what was the source of the disaster eight years ago. The beast born with the black flame wantonly poured out its power, bombing a huge depression in Yokohama, causing the destruction of countless families The "god" who died.

This is a fact that even the companions facing the sheep cannot easily say.

Zhongyuan Zhong also lowered his eyebrows, calmly and gently combed the hair of the black cat lying on the table, the tooth comb combed the messy and curled hair little by little, and patiently combed the knotted and entangled hair: "How about Li Jia?" look?"

He asked suddenly about the cat enjoying grooming and starting to faint: "For that impostor."

Sensitively accepting Chuya Nakahara's question, the black cat's ears trembled and turned in his direction, Li Jia opened her mouth and yawned to raise her spirits: "Meh?"

What kind of counterfeit, isn't there only one barbarian vomiting in Leibo Street recently?

When there is only one Huang Ba spit, there is no way to compare who is a counterfeit or a real one, right?

All she knew was that when Zhongyuan Zhong was inquiring about Huang Ba's vomiting, he also inquired about the sensational explosion eight years ago.

It is said that it was a punishment from the wrath of the gods. Those who actually saw the explosion were killed in the bombing. There is very little news that can be found out, but there are many witnesses to the recent outbreak.

In terms of the scale of explosions, the "crazy bully" and "old man" who have appeared frequently in Yokohama recently are really like fakes. They always spare no effort to create various sensational explosions and leave enough witnesses to spread the word "God" deeds.

Li Jia stretched out her claws and gently pressed Nakahara Chuya's hand, tilted her head and said softly, "Mimi?"

Was Zhong also worried that Huang Ba's vomit would hurt the sheep's children?She felt that she was more concerned about this incident than any previous incident.

She stayed by Zhongye's side in Central Plains for half a year, so she might not understand him as well as the sheep's children, but she couldn't completely fail to see his faint anxiety and depression in this incident.

"Li Jia also thinks that guy is a counterfeit, right?" Zhong Yuanzhong also heaved a sigh of relief, he didn't really expect the little black cat to answer him, it's just that there are some things that are inconvenient to say to others, and he can talk to his own cat It can also be regarded as relieving tense emotions.

"I don't know what he is trying to do by pretending to be Huang Ba Tu to make trouble..."

Zhong Yuanzhong also withdrew the hand that was pressed by the black cat's claws, covered the cat's head with his backhand and rubbed it, muttering to himself: "There must be some kind of conspiracy to drive that guy to act in the name of Huangbatu."

Otherwise, why do Japan's 800 million gods insist on catching Huangba and performing miracles?Just because the explosion eight years ago was related to Araba's vomiting, using this name to manipulate in Yokohama is more likely to stir up people's hearts?

However, eight years have passed since the incident, and those who experienced the Huangbatu incident all died in sevens and eights. Those who survived the incident also moved away from this dangerous place early, and borrowed the name of Huangbatu and the help of other gods. The name is actually the same.

"Woomy?" Li Jia stood up with Nakahara Chuya's palm in her hand, and the hand that originally covered her head slipped to her back, pressing down on the cat's smooth and shiny black hair.

She leaned closer to Zhongyuanzhong and sniffed, a little worried about his current situation.

It's also really abnormal.

He was not at all like the usual him, as soon as Huangbatu appeared, he took all his attention away, and even the sheep's children didn't have time to look after him, so he hurriedly ordered them to help collect information about Huangbatu.

The cat's whiskers trembled, Li Jia stepped on Nakahara Chuya's hand and stood up, the flesh pad pressed his frowning brows, the smooth hair hung down naturally like satin, and the cat's tail fell on the table and swayed left and right.

"Mimi," she called softly.

Zhong also seems to be worried about something, the problem is that he won't easily tell the cat who knows nothing and can't help him what is worrying in his heart.

"What are you doing?" But after a moment of ecstasy, the fluffy little briquettes occupied his sight, and Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't help laughing: "We don't play games today, we have to continue to inquire about Huang Ba's vomiting."

Counterfeit goods have appeared on Leibo Street a lot recently, and he wanted to try to see if he could run into "Huang Ba Tu" in person.

Li Jia sighed secretly, she didn't want to play games.

Isn't Chuya Nakahara the person who is most interested in playing games every time?Whether it's Cat Teaser or Flying High, for female high school students who are not good at sports and don't like sports, they won't like running and jumping after becoming a cat.

"Do you want to go back into your pocket?" He lowered his head and kissed the black cat's beautiful eyes, his eyebrows were flying wildly: "I still want to stay outside? The route I took today should not run into Shirase and the others, and it doesn't matter if I stay outside. "

Lijia shyly shrank her head, folded her ears back a little, raised her claws to press Zhongyuan Zhongye's lips, and retorted weakly: "Miwu."

Don't kiss cats casually, even cats that have been vaccinated.

Men and women are different, even cats.

"You want to stay outside, don't you?" Zhongyuan Zhong also held the paw of the cat that came closer, kissed the dark pink meat pad, and lifted the cat to the shoulder: "Let's go, take the little princess out for a walk change."

His little black cat princess is docile, well-behaved and reserved.

She would always be shy when he leaned over to kiss and suck his belly, and would either avoid him or press his mouth with a meat pad, looking at him helplessly and distressed.

But usually she will be very obedient, and will take the initiative to come to him when he is down and depressed, and let her stay in her pocket and on the bed obediently, and she will really not walk around casually.

He naturally felt sorry for Li Jia who was always trapped by him and couldn't walk around, but he still remembered what the veterinarian said. Li Jia was a domestic cat who couldn't live outside alone. The scene where he first met Li Jia almost confirmed the veterinarian's words.

Li Jia couldn't even find food outside, and wandered for more than a day enduring hunger. If she was lost for a minute, the same thing would happen again.

For the safety of the black cat, Li Jia, and for her to grow up healthily and not be threatened, Zhongyuan Zhong never thought of letting the cat walk around on its own.

Both Leibo Street and the chaotic Yokohama are dangerous places for Li Jia, and he doesn't even dare to let her stay alone in the base, because Nakahara dare not use Li Jia to test the greed of his companions.

In their view, humans and cats are naturally more important, but in the eyes of Zhongyuan Zhong, Li Jia is also his very important companion and family member.

……

The ochre-haired boy with his hands in his pockets jumped nimbly and lightly on the roof of the rough and casually built eaves on Leibo Street. He was as agile as a cheetah and as light as a swallow. Clear, only know that there is a red light passing overhead.

"...People from the port mafia are inquiring about Huang Ba's spit." "What's the matter, do they want to control that power?"

The whispered small words flowed into Li Jia's ears with the wind. She looked thoughtfully at the direction of the sound, and the tail hanging behind Zhongye Zhongye was a little annoyed and swayed from side to side.

Huang Ba spit is a matter that Zhong also cares about, and the port mafia is an enemy that Zhong also hates. If he knows that the two are related, he will probably be very angry and get angry.

"Li Jia, what did you find?" Before she could hesitate to make a decision, Zhong Yuanzhong also noticed her abnormality first.

The little briquette cat squatting obediently on his shoulders was concentrating on turning its ears to a position obliquely behind them. Its tail swept back and forth slightly on his back, and the movement was quite obvious.

The little black cat, who didn't know how he was exposed, called out hesitantly: "...Mi."

It's just that it's probably not a good thing to hear that the port mafia seems to be targeting the same target as Chuya.

She was worried that the Central Plains Central Committee would also confront people from the Shanghai Port Mafia. If it weren't for protecting the children of the sheep, he might have rushed into the arsenal of the Port Mafia subordinates or made a big fuss at an important trading location.

This is not completely impossible. Although he acts in an uninhibited and uninhibited manner, Zhong Yuanzhong also warns them not to approach the territory of the port mafia.

"Is there any special situation over there?" Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned, kicked his body and jumped into the air flexibly, then rushed to the position where Li Jia heard the sound, and fell heavily like a meteorite.

"Can you tell me, what were you guys discussing just now?" He had a cold face, and his aura suddenly became full of flamboyance and fierceness.

Obviously the boy who fell down suddenly was not tall, he looked about the same as a middle school student, but seeing the face and abilities of Zhongyuan Zhongya, both of them were terrified and fell to the ground.

"Sheep, King of Sheep...!!!" They walked back a few steps with trembling voices, pointing at him like sifting chaff, they couldn't even hear what Zhongye's question was, and they stumbled to get up and try to escape.

The cobalt blue eyes condensed, and Zhongyuan Zhong also jumped up and was about to smash down hard, when a thin cat meow came from his ear to stop his movement, he suddenly remembered that Li Jia was not staying in his clothes pocket today, but It was squatting on his shoulders.

If the timid black cat saw him being so violent, he might be frightened. He clicked his tongue and kicked up the gravel on the ground, not sure if he thought that this would not scare Li Jia.

After all, she has faced such an attack before, and the "playful actions" that can scare the cat at most, presumably will not leave in Li Jia's heart how cruel and vicious her master is.

The crushed stone, which was engulfed by the gravity ability, erupted with ten times and a hundred times its own strength, and flew over the neck, side and ankles of the man who was running away in panic with a domineering momentum, and ruthlessly embedded in the dilapidated wall, leaving wisps of blue smoke.

There was a thin bloody opening on the thick neck, and blood continued to ooze out. They screamed and stopped, covering the wound and not daring to escape.

Zhongyuan Zhong also put his hands in his pockets, walked over slowly with his waist slightly bowed, his voice was deep and full of anger: "Now can you tell me, what did you just say?"

Seeing the gloomy expression on the boy's face that almost dripped like a ghost, Li Jia turned her head silently.

She almost sighed, Chuya's expression really didn't look like a friendly question.

It's no wonder that when she first met, she felt that Nakahara Chuya looked like a bad senior in school, whether it was walking posture or speaking tone, she looked exactly like those bad seniors who deliberately put on a nasty look that they are not easy to mess with.

However, if you look carefully at Zhongyuan Zhongye's actions to trick her out at the beginning, maybe he was merciful.

Recently, because of Huang Ba's spit and the port mafia, the young man's spirit has been unconsciously tense, and even his movements have become much more vicious.

"I, we are talking about people from the port mafia, and seem to be inquiring about the explosion that recently appeared on Leibo Street." Jian Jianyan said tremblingly, even unconsciously revealing an expression of flattery mixed with fear on his face.

Zhongyuan Zhong also slowly frowned, and asked in a deep voice: "You mean that people from the port mafia are inquiring about Huang Ba's vomiting?"

Things that have nothing to do with them suddenly raised meddling thoughts. Eight years ago, I didn't pay attention to this matter, and I didn't think about finding the source of the explosion in the past eight years. Instead, I started to think about it now.

What are the people of the port mafia trying to do?

If the Mafia, who had been rampant in Yokohama for many years, suddenly became benevolent and wanted to solve Huangbatu, he would not believe such absurd things.

Those guys only think that the more chaos the better for them to control Yokohama.

"...Which direction are they going?" Zhongyuan Zhong also pulled back Piaoyuan's mind, and then asked.

Trembling, the man raised his finger and pointed to the deepest part of Leibo Street, "There, over there, a young man and an old man."

It didn't sound like someone the port mafia would send out, Zhongyuan Zhong also casually looked away: "Got it."

He picked up the small black briquettes that were sitting peacefully on his shoulders, stuffed them into the hood behind the sweater with his backhand, and applied gravity to protect the dazed Lijia Maomao: "Stay in there obediently, and come out when things are over."

It doesn't matter who those guys are, just hitting them hard will always make them tell what they want to do.

Regarding their identities, why the port mafia wanted to know about Huang Ba's vomit, and how much they knew about Huang Ba's vomit, Zhongyuan Zhong would use his strength to pry their mouths away bit by bit.

But these pictures are not suitable for the little black cat to watch.

Li Jia just needs to stay in a safe place obediently and wait for him to finish everything.

……

Dizzy and fell into the hat, Li Jia got out of the hat to take a look outside without breaking free from the control of gravity with all four claws and sliding limbs.

It was the first time that Zhongyuan Zhongye stuffed her into the hat in such a hurry, without even telling her or asking for her opinion, the cat dropped the hat with gravity, and couldn't wait to chase in the direction where the port mafia left.

Li Jia shook her head vigorously, wanting to make the sound of Mimi but afraid of disturbing Zhongye who was fighting in Zhongyuan.

She doesn't know the strength of the port mafia, but there should be many people with supernatural powers. Even the Takase Society has people with supernatural powers. As the most ostentatious and domineering port mafia in the world in Yokohama, how can it be possible that they have no external actions? of supernatural beings.

The thick cloth wrapped her body tightly, and even the sound of the outside world was isolated. This was a protective measure that Zhongyuan Zhong didn't want her to be disturbed and listened to in a hurry.

Li Jia could only vaguely hear Zhongyuan Zhongye's voice and someone else's voice at the scene, one was young and lively, and the other was calm and elegant, just like the guide man said that the people who came out to inquire about the news on behalf of the port mafia were young and old.

The mood of tension and worry keeps coming and going, but she believes that Zhong Yuanzhong will not have an accident easily.

When a hand reached into the hood outside and grabbed her, Li Jia's first reaction was that Zhong Yuanzhong was also going to take her out.

After all, she is now tightly protected by gravity, and no one can break through the protection of gravity and grab her out under Zhongye's nose in Zhongyuan.

But actually it's—

The boy representing the port mafia did it. The hand wrapped in pure white bandages on the wrist and arm easily grabbed her and took it out. The boy showed a surprised and sweet smile: "It turned out to be a cat."

Li Jia almost couldn't restrain the fear of being stared at by those deep and invisible kite eyes, and the fluffy black briquette cat could not help trembling slightly under Dazai Osamu's hands.

He smiled enthusiastically, and poked the cat indefinitely: "I didn't expect the King of Sheep to be interested in raising cats."

The voice was sweet and lingering, with a slightly injured hoarseness, but the expression on his face did not show any pain, but instead raised a malicious smile.

"Lijia?!" Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at the little black cat who had been taken by him at some point, his face changed and he reflexively touched the hood behind his neck. There was no cat inside the shriveled hat.

His face was ugly, and he clenched his fist tightly: "Give her back to me!"

The eyes of the kite wandered around them, and Osamu Dazai shook the little black cat with a huddled body under his hands, and suddenly changed his expression to reveal a gentle and cherished expression, and said with a nasty smile: "What should I do? I suddenly found that I also like it very much. What about the black cat?"

The hand that pinched the back of Li Jia's neck did not let go, but his expression and tone changed. He still grabbed the cat's back of the neck lightly. Fear and tension kept oppressing her, telling Li Jia how dangerous the boy in front of him was.

Even the cat's intuitive judgment of human beings panicked and urged her to stay away from this dangerous boy.

Soft and bright white light erupted from Osamu Dazai's hands. He raised his eyebrows in surprise and watched his supernatural power act on a cat...

When he came into contact with the disqualified black cat, he turned into a black-haired, blue-eyed girl in a school uniform and fell to the ground.