People from those organizations from the west found their companions who heard their conversations, and then killed most of them.

One escaped, and the other did not come back.

Word of the matter reached the port mafia.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke escaped under the cover of his younger sister. Although he was seriously injured and needed to rest for a month to heal, Akutagawa Ryunosuke's footsteps were very light.

I once made an agreement with my companions that if any of my companions die, I must take revenge.This is an all-out self-defense strategy devised by teenagers in the position of being abused and robbed, in order to protect their lives and survive no matter what.

Finally got it.

It is a strong emotion that makes people's internal organs burn, and they are so angry that they are about to spew out from their throats.

That is, abomination.

For the first time in his life, Ryunosuke Akutagawa had clear feelings.

Therefore, even if the end of the road is hell and Hades, Akutagawa Ryunosuke is still fighting high.Under the agitation of hatred, without the slightest bit of confusion, he turned himself into a sharp sword, piercing the enemy's throat.

I, finally got the abomination.

So I am not a canine.

I am a human being with feelings.

Now that he has awakened, the next thing to do is revenge.

If the people in those organizations didn't change the time and place, then there was only one place he chose.

Fortunately, Boltz has not returned.

Mentioning the latest companion to join in, Akutagawa Ryunosuke's footsteps became brisk.

In the past, that was the person Akutagawa thought was most similar to him, with almost no emotional fluctuations, and he didn't even need to eat or drink water, just like himself, out of tune with the world around him.

But this kind of Boltz has the ability to change the status quo, so calm and terrifying.

Find Poltz now, and act with Poltz.

With Boltz around, the subsequent actions may go much smoother.

I don't know when it will snow.

The snowflakes were wrapped in the cold wind, and there was no one else on the street except Akutagawa who was running. Akutagawa, who was chronically malnourished and seriously injured, stopped when he saw a familiar intersection. .

Sure enough, Boltz had already returned, holding a somewhat torn paper bag, standing at the door of their nest, just looking in the direction of his return.He didn't know how long he had been standing, the gray clothes on his body were already wet and sticking to his body.The tops of his feet have been buried in snow, and the snowflakes accumulated on the top of his head and shoulders have reached a considerable amount.

He stood outside for a long time.

Akutagawa stood at the entrance of the alley, seeing Boltz standing there, hesitated for a while before walking over.

"Sorry." Akutagawa stood in front of Boltz, even with Akutagawa's stunted body, he was taller than Boltz.

"What happened." After Akutagawa spoke to him, Boltz, who stood there like a stone sculpture, seemed to come to life, and there was a look in his eyes.

"It was the time and place when Yin and the others heard about the transactions between those illegals and the port mafia, and they found this place." When he said this, Boltz saw a strange scene in Akutagawa's eyes.

Desire that grows like a flame, and hatred that I don't understand at all.

Boltz and Akutagawa returned to the small sheltered house, and sat down among the drag marks and splashed blood.

Akutagawa's injury was serious, and Boltz wanted to find some medicine for him, but Akutagawa stopped him.

"Their scheduled trading time and place are three days later, and we will ambush them on the way they must pass." Akutagawa held down the movement of Boltz who wanted to get up, and looked directly at Boltz, Boltz's eyes were Very rich black with slender eyes.

Akutagawa has hardly seen other emotions in it except calmness.

He was so calm that Akutagawa wondered if Boltz had feelings for the other companions, and was even willing to do it.

Even if Boltz is strong, he still has a gun on the opposite side. Whether he can get away with his body is another matter.

"Are you doubting me?" Boltz's voice was hard to tell whether it was a boy or a girl, and with the whistling wind, Boltz's voice could not be heard clearly.

"No."

"That's how it is." Boltz picked up Akutagawa and put it on the cushion. Several layers of cushions were stacked together so that Akutagawa could lie down more comfortably. Then he took the food and put it beside Akutagawa: "I'm looking for medicine .”

When Boltz went out, Akutagawa let go of all his strength and collapsed on the ground, with the food Boltz had found in his hand, including two dry apples inside.

For children who have eaten grass roots and bark to satisfy their hunger, fruit is a delicious meal that can be eaten once a year.

He put down the apple, looked for bread, bit down and chewed and swallowed.

In these three days, he had to recover his body properly, and then seek revenge against them.

Boltz's goal was very clear. He wanted to get medicine and bandages from the doctor on this block.

In the slums, medicines are very expensive.

He himself doesn't need these things, he has never been here before, and he heard that the doctors here belong to the port mafia, and if he doesn't have money, he can only offset it with missions.

The hospital was just an ordinary two-story building, and the outside looked clean and tidy at best, but Boltz could feel that there were many people watching him from places he couldn't see.

Between directly kicking the door and knocking on the door, Boltz hesitated a little before choosing to knock on the door, because kicking the door felt a bit provocative.

The doctor was a little surprised that anyone would come in this weather, but he opened the door to let Boltz in.

He also knew Boltz.

In other words, the port mafia had already noticed this man from the first day Boltz came to the slums. He was young and powerful, and he had not decided to belong to him. More importantly, his past was blank.

They were worried that there was no way to lure him to the port mafia, and now was an opportunity.

"Excuse me, how much does it cost to buy medicine here?" Boltz entered the door. This door separated two worlds. The outside was windy and snowy, while the inside was warm as spring, with warm yellow lamps and a stove inside. There is even a soft fabric sofa in the room.

It can be said that this is the most luxurious house in the slums.

"The medicine here is very expensive." A middle-aged man in his 40s poured a cup of tea for Boltz, let him sit on the sofa, and then took out a piece of paper: "You should be able to read."

Boltz didn't touch the tea, but just nodded.

"Complete the task, and I'll give you the medicine, how about it?" The doctor handed the paper to Boltz, who took it over and looked at the small print on it.

"When?"

"Now."

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