[Comprehensive] I can't keep my hero license

"yes."

In the huge chief's office, the sweet voice of the white-haired man rang out along with the sound of tearing open the plastic packaging bag.Sitting on the soft off-white sofa, Blanchesuo propped his chin lazily, raised the corners of his lips, and squinted at the black-haired man wearing a felt hat opposite him.

"It's just dealing with a child, is it difficult for Mr. Fyodor?"

Sunlight fell through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and gently enveloped Blanchesso in a white dress, making the purple inverted crown tattoo under the corner of his eyes more and more obvious.

Brandeso pretended to be distressed and fell back on the sofa, turned his head slightly, and looked at his assistant who was replacing the withered flowers in the vase not far behind him, "This is really annoying, don't you think so?" , Leo-kun~?"

Leo paused when his name was called. He looked very panicked and flustered for a while, then flinched and cautiously bowed his head slightly in agreement.

Blanche moved a hand on the back of the sofa. He slightly opened his eyes, and his eyes fell on the flowers with a little dewdrops in the exquisite glass bottle. "Hmm~ Is it a lily today?"

Probably thinking that Brandeso was dissatisfied with this, Leo lowered his head even more, "Yes, yes!"

Hearing what Leo said, Brandeso blinked innocently, the smile on the corner of his lips seemed to have a deep meaning, and there was something flickering in the bottom of his purple eyes, "Ah, I didn't blame Leo-jun mean."

Leo raised his head suspiciously, and happened to meet Blanchesuo's expressionless eyes.

He heard Blanchesuo say, "I just thought Mr. Leo would prefer flowers with spirit. Ah, like sunflowers."

Leo paused, and he showed a look of fear, "No, my preferences are not important."

Fyodor, who was sitting in front of Bailan Jesso, had been quietly watching the conversation between Bailan and Leo. He didn't know what he thought of. After hearing Leo's answer, the corners of his lips curled into a shallow arc. Under the sunlight, the gloomy eyes faded a little, but became a little more transparent.

After watching the boy named Leo slowly exit Blancheso's office, he asked slowly, "What are you going to do?"

It should be an interrogative sentence, but Fyodor's tone does not have the slightest hint of doubt.

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"Leo-kun?" Brandeso's exaggerated and hard-thinking look is obviously pretending, "It doesn't matter what happens to this kind of thing, I am very confident in myself~ And if you fire Leo-kun now, Xiaozheng will be sad."

There was something playful in his tone - Blanchesso didn't seem serious about anything.

but now.

There was a bitter chill in those violet-like pupils of Blanchesso, he removed the smile from his lips, and looked directly into Fyodor's eyes, "The reason why Mr. Fyodor let go of Kwai-chan What is it~? I don't believe that Fyodor-kun, who has played around Yokohama, can't deal with a child."

Facing Brandeso's threatening tone, the pale man's complexion did not change at all.Fyodor lowered his eyes slightly, his eyelashes trembled, and the drooping eyelids slowly lifted again.

Fyodor said with a half-smile, "They are creatures that cause headaches, aren't they?"

Bai Lanjie was silent for a while with his chin in his hands, "Um~ Mr. Feodor is referring to Youni sauce?" @无限好文, all in Jinjiang Literature City

The dark-haired man didn't answer the question from Blanchesso, he didn't shy away from Blanchesso's gaze without the slightest fluctuation in his eyes.

Blanche was not annoyed, instead he narrowed his eyes again, "Well, forget it."

"Anyway, I'm tired of playing the cat-and-mouse game." Blanche stood up slowly with his knees propped up. He was facing away from the light, and the emotion in his eyes was obscured by the shadow cast by the hair on his forehead. Clear, but the slightly raised corners of his lips are clearly visible.

"It's time for the rats to throw themselves into the trap."

Brandeso said so.

After returning from Bingsheng, I shared the information I obtained with the Supernatural Secret Service and the Port Mafia.

After hearing that Brandeso and Fyodor joined forces, Ango Sakaguchi's face smelled as if he smelled fermented durian.

"So he was waiting for this opportunity." Sakaguchi Ango's eyes showed a bit of annoyance.

I didn't understand who Sakaguchi Ango was referring to, so I looked at Chuya Nakahara next to me with a puzzled face.

After learning that the killing of his subordinates might just be a boring game of internal strife between Bailan and Fyodor, Zhongyuan Zhong also frowned irritably. He didn't care if this place was the Supernatural Secret Service Department, even if he smashed it to pieces, he would push those two guys into the ground to avenge his subordinates.

Probably because he sensed my gaze, the man with brown hair restrained his murderous aura a little bit. Although his expression was still not very good, he still explained to me in a low voice, "Fyodor was killed by a supernatural agent a month ago. Coe was arrested and brought back to justice...but that kind of prison can't control that person. The reason why Fyodor will be locked up for a month...is that he doesn't want to go out."

Altogether I met Fyodor twice.Although the negotiation time was not too long, one could appreciate how terrifying that man was.

And then there's that Blancheso.Even though I haven't seen him, since he can kill the young mafia godfather, the tenth generation of Pengel, he should be a terrifying existence.

...I feel that the development trend of this matter does not seem to be good.

I carefully shifted my gaze to Ango Sakaguchi.

——Or I'd better confess and be lenient.

What Brandeso wanted was me, and he probably wanted to use me to achieve his secondary ideal of destroying the world.

Although it is impossible for me to help him destroy this world with such wonderful items as small cakes, if I are used as bait to bring in Prynne and Fyodor, and let the people of the hero department lie in ambush ...

I hope Ango Sakaguchi can spare me a few years for the sake of my fearlessness, or give me a game console while I am facing the wall and thinking about my mistakes.

Thinking of this, I paused, and said to Ango Sakaguchi, who was looking at the document with his head down, thinking about something, "That..."

The sound I just made was interrupted by the friction sound of the stool caused by Nakahara Chuya standing up suddenly. Nakahara Nakaya glanced at me, then looked at Sakaguchi Ango, "Then let's stop here for today."

Ango Sakaguchi hummed casually without raising his head.

I waved goodbye to Nakahara.

But Chuya Nakahara grabbed my raised wrist and dragged me out of the meeting room before I could react.

I gave him a strange look, "What happened?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also stopped in the deserted corridor. He scanned his surroundings, and I heard the sound of a surveillance camera landing not far away.

The brown-haired man looked down at me, "Throw out those stupid thoughts in your head."

me?"

Nakahara Chuya's expression was gloomy, "Bai Lan and Fyodor are not people that those idiots in your hero department can deal with at will."

I subconsciously retorted: "...don't generalize because I'm a black sheep, our hero department still has a lot of bright future."

Feeling that the atmosphere was a bit drearily dull, I tried to liven up the atmosphere, but at this time, Zhongyuanzhong obviously didn't like me.

His tone was very calm, and the expression between his brows made me feel a little strange, "This kind of childish trap can easily get out of Dazai's mackerel, let alone Bailan and Fyodor. gone."

"The mafia does not make meaningless sacrifices."

I met Shang Zhongyuan Chuya's eyes, pursed my lips and remained silent for a while, then grinned and said, "I'm not a mafia yet." @无限好文，全在晋江文学城

Before Zhongyuan Zhongye could react, I blinked and said in a relaxed tone, "Besides, there's still you here."

Zhongyuan also had a meal.

I gave him a [Don't worry] look, "But since you said it was risky, I'll think about it again."

——I have to become stronger.

I know what Chuya Nakahara means.

If Bailan and Fyodor put together people from the Hero Department instead, I must have the ability to guarantee my escape.

Can not rely on others, can only rely on myself.

If the me a few years ago knew that I would have a problem like this, I wouldn't be fishing for my Nintendo anymore.

After I promised Nakahara Chuya swearingly, I returned to the dormitory under the pretext that the report was not finished.

——I have to find someone to accompany me to explore Sharingan.

I thought so when I got back to the dormitory.

And now there is a perfect candidate.

I yelled into the air in my room, "Froghead, are you there, Froghead?"

one second.two seconds.

There was a strange embarrassment in the air.

I was silent for a while, then changed my voice and shouted: "Great illusionist, Fran of Varian, are you there?"

The figure of the frog-headed boy gradually appeared in front of me. He raised his hand and greeted me expressionlessly, "Hey, senior [-], what bad idea are you thinking of?"

I followed suit and said, "Do you want to explore the mysteries of Uchiha with me?"

The frog-headed boy's eyes lit up a little, and then he pursed his lips and looked at me for a while, "Senior [-], you are really bad. You just want to use ME as a test subject?"

Me: "After all, it's too dangerous to experiment with people who can't use illusion. Didn't you say that you are a very strong illusionist, so if it's you, you will be safe and sound."

The frog-head boy choked up when he heard my words.He probably didn't expect that what he said before would now be used as a trick for me. Although his expression didn't change much, there was a slight annoyance in his tone, "ME must ask Master for a raise."

I was about to give him a thumbs up when the phone in my pocket vibrated.

—Who will text me at this time?

——Could it be that Nakahara Chuya hasn't finished what he just said?

Feeling strange, I planned to turn on the phone and glance at the text message at random.

But when I saw the contents of the text message, my pupils shrank unconsciously.

This is a number I have never seen before. The content of the text message is only a few simple words, and there is a picture below it.

[Do you want to save Mr. Kui, Aoi sauce? ]

"What are you looking at..." Probably because he felt a little strange about the change in my expression, Fran's eyes were slightly puzzled, and he leaned closer to me, and his voice stopped abruptly after he saw the content of the text message.

I put my hand on his shoulder, "Where is this?"

Fran didn't answer my question.

So I asked again, tightening the hand holding his shoulder, "Where is Liu Dao Mu?"

Fran's eyes moved a little this time, and his expression looked a bit self-defeating.

"It hurts, Senior Hanazaki." He first broke my hand holding his shoulder, "When ME was away a few days ago, when he came back, he said that ME went to jail."

I didn't take Fran's words seriously at the time, so I frowned suspiciously: "Prison robbery?"

Fran nodded, "Yes, but it failed. The master said that the time had not come, so he drove me back, and took care of Senior [-] by the way."

The screen of my mobile phone gradually dimmed, but the picture that was sent in the text message was still clearly visible.

"The Avengers Prison is such a dark and scary place." I heard Fran say this.

His dark blue hair floated away due to buoyancy. There were more than a dozen tubes inserted into the man's body, and his body was soaked in the nutrient solution.

——I will never mistake the face in the photo anyway.

That's six bones.

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