Don't compete with fairy tale vests

"..."

The only reply that Zhong Yuanzhong could receive was the boy's silence.

The cadres of the port mafia soon lost patience, and their expressions were stained with sullenness.

"If you don't want to say something, then you are the enemy."

Holding down his hat, Nakahara Chuya's eyes were full of hostility, but the silver-haired boy was about the same as him, and his body shape that could even make him look at him made Zhongyuan inexplicably satisfied, and his tone of speech was not so tough.

Although it was a little strange for such an extremely weak young man to come to the port mafia alone, he vaguely felt that it would not be that simple, so he subconsciously classified the young man as an enemy.

"A lot of people... a lot of people..." After the boy finished speaking, lavender tears instantly filled the boy's eyes, and they were about to fall.

"Wait, back off!"

Zhongyuan Zhong also yelled loudly at his subordinates, although he didn't know if the boy was a person with supernatural powers, but Zhongyuan Zhong also at least knew that the kind of lavender tears should not be something normal people can have.

He suspected that this might be a precursor to the activation of some kind of supernatural power. He did not dare to relax his vigilance at the gate of the port mafia, and hastily issued an order for his subordinates to retreat, while he took a step forward, staring at the silver-haired man sharply. direction of the boy.

"Sure enough, you are definitely a supernatural power user!"

Zhongyuan Zhong also watched those lavender, seemingly harmless translucent water droplets slide down the silver-haired boy's cheeks, creating a pit on the hard concrete floor.

Such power made Nakahara Chuya secretly sigh that he had expected it just now, and he didn't rashly let his subordinates go forward to arrest the boy.

And this kind of change also convinced the petite port mafia cadre that this seemingly young boy came to port mafia with a conspiracy.

Nakahara Chuya's gaze closely followed Ahalai's figure, as if he wanted to see through him. After careful observation, he also discovered that this strange intruder had more features that were different from ordinary people. place.

Under the sunlight, the young man's pale skin seemed to reflect a metallic luster, as if under the skin was a skeleton made of delicate metal structures.

It was also at this time that Nakahara Zhong also noticed that the boy's eyes were also a metallic color, and the silver pupils would look like flowing mercury when Ahalai's eyes lost focus. He didn't seem to be able to The creatures conceived by nature are more like the alchemy products in those magical novels.

Continuing to watch the boy cautiously, Nakahara Chuya didn't wait for Ahalai's next attack.

The young cadre with orange hair couldn't hold back anymore, Nakahara Chuya's blue eyes were stained with impatience, he decided to act first.

A red superpower appeared on his body, wrapping the two cars around him and roaring towards the young man who was so thin that he seemed to have no power to fight back, bringing a hunting wind.

It's not a joke, but a real car. It's just strange that the young man who was considered by Zhong Yuanzhong to be a supernatural power just now, and who showed a power that cannot be underestimated just by tears, has no intention of avoiding it at all, just immersed himself in it. In his own thinking, he didn't seem to realize that Zhong Yuanzhong had also launched an attack on him.

"Hey!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also kindly reminded him that he only wanted to keep the young man alive, so as not to kill this weak little guy by mistake.

But the silver-haired boy still didn't seem to understand his intentions.

"very scary……"

Ahalai seemed to be unable to stand the attention of everyone, he almost buried his head in his arms, more tears slid down from the corners of his eyes, leaving shallow pits on the ground with lavender smoke , making the port mafia members in black suits take a step back because of their fear of this "supernatural power user".

Facing Chuya's attack from the Central Plains, Ahalai didn't realize it at all. It was already difficult for him to keep breathing under the gaze of everyone.

His almost transparent skin was flushed with embarrassment, and his tinnitus made him unable to detect everything around him. At this moment, the attack from the mafia gravity force at the port had already reached the place where Ahalai was standing mercilessly.

"boom--"

Unexpectedly, it was obviously such an attack with no tricks or traps at all, more like a probing and deterrent attack than an attack, but it hit the silver-haired boy accurately.

Nakahara Chuya's expression froze for a moment, and he didn't expect that he would take it so easily.

Under the squeeze of the two cars, Ahale's body was really hit hard.

Lavender blood, if that was blood at all, flowed from the cracks in the car and snaked across the ground.

The metal shell of the black car sizzled due to the strong corrosiveness of this liquid, and the surrounding ground was not spared. The trees in the green belt seemed to have absorbed all the water in an instant, drying up and carbonizing.

The pungent smell viciously invaded the nostrils of everyone present.

The boy collapsed in the wreckage of the car, his arms were twisted in an abnormal way. It seemed that the situation was not good, but Zhong Yuan suddenly had a premonition that even though the strange boy seemed to have lost the ability to move, his body Intuition is calling for danger.

In the sound of "Zrazla", a different sound suddenly came from the ruins of the pile of cars, like the sound of rusty gears rubbing, dry and sharp.

Among the port mafia members pointing at the pile of wreckage with their guns in hand, someone made a gasping sound.

This is not his fault, except for a very small number of people with supernatural powers, it is a terrible miracle to be able to stand up again after being attacked by the Central Plains, not to mention the silver-haired boy's posture is so ghostly.

Almost being crushed between the two cars, the young man stood up tremblingly, his standing posture was extremely distorted, first his lower body, then his upper body, a steady stream of lavender liquid flowed from his body, but in those metal He walked on the wreckage as if on the ground.

This is not because of his balance ability, but because the part below the boy's knees has completely turned into a kind of flowing metal, and in some gaps, there are also some silvery liquids that are surging as if they have life.

There were even some silvery metal droplets seeping from the metal shells of the cars under his feet, cheering and jumping into the pool of boiling metal liquid under the boy's feet.

His wrist was originally twisted against human body science, but when the silver liquid was replenished, it recovered miraculously and quickly, and even became more toned than the original thinner appearance.

"Ha, ha ha, ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha."

When he saw everyone, the young man who looked like some kind of defective product after being carved suddenly covered his face, his aura suddenly changed, and a deep, piercing and sharp laughter poured out from between the young man's fingers. out.

"who are you?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also asked sharply.

The change in the boy's body was almost visible to the naked eye, and the change in temperament also made him realize that the crazy-looking guy in front of him was definitely not the same person who was submissive and always outside the situation just now.

"Me?" The silver-haired boy raised his head after hearing this, and looked straight at Chuya Nakahara, with a frighteningly excited smile hanging from the corner of his mouth.

"Who am I? Who am I? What am I? You ask me? What are you? Who do you ask?"

The boy seemed to be thinking, but soon asked a long series of confused questions, occasionally mixed with some meaningless laughter, as if he couldn't think at all.

"I'm asking for the last time, who are you?" Nakahara Zhong also asked patiently. He pressed his hat impatiently, and it was obvious that his patience had reached its limit.

It is too close to the Mafia building in the port, and the boy was able to reappear intact under his attack, and even showed unusual abilities. Before the boy showed hostility, he decided to try to resolve it peacefully question.

"Me? Me!" The silver-haired boy said something loudly, and immediately burst out laughing. Because of his excessive emotion, his face turned crimson again, "I am Schramfen, who is always happy!"

Hearing that the boy finally answered his question properly, Nakahara Chuya's expression became a little better.

He planned to pursue the victory, so he continued to ask: "Okay, Schramfen, what is your purpose for coming to Port Mafia?"

"Port mafia?"

This word seemed to make the teenager who called himself Schramfen stunned for a moment, and his smile was also restrained by him, but after a short expressionless state, another more funny and witty smile appeared on his face , he seemed to have no way not to keep smiling.

"Oh, port mafia, port, mafia, port, mafia..."

The silver-haired boy kept chanting these words with high emotion, and the laughter never stopped, but soon, his voice gradually lowered and he buried his head.

After being silent for a while, Zhongyuan Zhong also felt that his eyes were about to cramp as he stared at the young man, when he suddenly felt his sleeve being tugged.

The boy returned to the appearance he had seen for the first time.

Lavender tears hung from the boy's silver eyelashes like fine amethyst shards, as if they were about to fall in the next second.

The low voice, which was almost drowned in the breeze without listening carefully, murmured for a long time before whispering to him, "I, on behalf of, on behalf of the Story Club, come here, come to Mr. Chiron .”

Such a simple conversation seemed to have exhausted all the courage of the short boy, he suddenly lowered his head, just staring at his toes, unwilling to say another word.

It was also at this time that Chuya Nakahara remembered that Mori Ogai had indeed told him that there might be members of the story club coming to help deal with the white whale in the near future.

Thinking that he seemed to have accidentally beaten his ally just now, the petite cadre with orange hair was instantly enveloped in guilt and guilt.

"You, are you okay..." Zhong Yuanzhong also lowered his hat, a little embarrassed, although it was a misunderstanding caused by the young man not being the first to tell the purpose, but he still couldn't help feeling guilty.

However, the silver-haired boy seemed to be very resistant to staying in crowded places. At such a distance, Zhong Yuanzhong also noticed that something was wrong with the boy.

Seeing that surrounded by a group of black suits, the young man's breathing became weaker and weaker, and his face became more rosy, Zhongyuan Zhong also hurriedly asked his subordinates to do what they should do. The boy who couldn't see the inhuman feeling just now left an empty space.

Only then did Ahalai finally find the knack of breathing.

"Saved, thank you, thank you..."

The silver-haired boy thanked him hesitantly, as if he didn't care that the person in front of him was the culprit who had just embedded him in the car.

Zhongyuan Zhong also nodded unnaturally, and said, "It's okay, this is what I should do."

"What happened just now..." Nakahara Chuya was about to explain his behavior just now, but saw that the boy was also uncomfortable with Sunshine, so he changed the subject, "Forget it, I'll take you up to find Mr. Mori first. "