[Comprehensive] After leaving Yokohama, I joined Xiongying

Generally speaking, the so-called smashing the place, the focus is on the [place] that was smashed.

But for a certain group of people in the dark world belonging to the mafia, where it gets smashed will always end up being less important.In this case, it is obvious that the way of smashing the field seems to be more important.

——Of course, this is for the side that smashed the field.

Therefore, standing in front of the old nest of the organization that was said to be in the way of his own boss's eyes, it is not surprising that Zhongyuan Zhong also suddenly stopped and thought about how to make things easier.

It took about two seconds for the young man belonging to the mafia to happily decide how to destroy the abandoned shipyard.

Since it is an old dock.The boy who was kicking forward stood still, and after seeing the container not far away, he showed a wicked smile quite happily.

He took out his left hand that was originally in his trouser pocket, and the black leather glove had a dense brilliance under the sunlight.

"Hey Dazai," he yelled his partner's name to the rear, "That group of guys who are as timid as rats are here, right?"

Dazai, who got out of the car, leaned against the black luxury car, and answered with his hands in the shape of a horn: "Yes-ah-no-wrong-!"

So the container not far away "flyed" lightly.

As if something lifted it up, it quickly came into the hands of a young man who could be said to be thin and small.

hey.

The black-haired boy full of childlike innocence (?) dubbed the voice for his partner, and looked at the small boy effortlessly holding a container that was many times bigger than himself in his hands.

"Then—" Zhong Yuanzhong also weighed the container in his hand, tangled between throwing it out like this and making some movements, and changed the container in his hand.

He held a corner of the container, and then lifted the entire container with the tip of his index finger.

This is such a terrifying scene, not to mention whether it is possible to achieve this level with human power, but just looking at the size comparison between the two is amazing enough.

But neither the black-haired boy not far from him nor the driver sitting in the car was surprised by this.

Well, the most exaggerated thing is that the guy who was watching was still complaining in a low voice when Zhongye Zhongye threw out the container that started to rotate in his hand, "So I said Zhongye is not tall enough."

"What did you say?!" Zhong Yuan, who was holding the second container, Xiao Xiaozhi, was really not that long, and Zhong Ye stared over angrily.

"Hurry up and get to work—also—" The captured person continued to hold his trumpet, "We haven't seen anyone yet—"

"I know you don't talk nonsense!"

So the blue container was thrown out like this, and it went straight to attack the abandoned dock on the sea as a weapon.

Unexpectedly, however, the blue "weapon" did not hit the abandoned ship, but landed steadily, dropping a layer of ash near it.

"Wow."

I don't know whose admiration sounded.

The Chucheng-haired boy patted the dust in his hands, smiled instead of angry, and even showed two small canine teeth.

"interesting."

He said so.

"I, I don't mean anything." The man who greeted the attention of the whole car said this, looking as if he wanted to raise his hands and surrender.

He tremblingly tossed coins quickly under the watchful eyes of dozens of pairs of eyes. After the toss, he felt belatedly whether it would be better for him to take a look at the uncles and aunts in the car staring at him first.

This is a man.

A plain-looking man in an ordinary worker's uniform.

Originally, a man—a working-class man by visual inspection—stepping onto a tram was not something to be noticed.

But the timing of this person's appearance was too ingenious, just when the middle-aged woman named Yuko shouted out that the car was heading towards the dock.

——And God knows how she glanced at Kunikida's notebook and guessed the location instantly.

But the unlucky guy who just got into the car didn't know this. The unlucky guy who didn't know where he came from looked at the car, and wanted to get off the car and return to the original place immediately.

"Young man," said Aunt Yuko, who was still a middle-aged woman with super fighting power, and who was astoundingly courageous, approached the timid young man, and smiled warmly when she was chatting with old girlfriends, "Where did you come from?" Are you in the car?"

"Where to get on the bus?" The young man scratched his hair, and the strange feeling in his heart was also erased a lot, "I came to Yokohama for the first time, so I don't know where I got on... But I didn't know where to go all the way. Found the station...Is this a Yokohama specialty or something, stop the car on the road?"

"No, no, we don't have such a special product in Yokohama," the middle-aged woman stepped forward stepping on three-centimeter thick heels, "Then where did you come from, young man?"

The man will answer this question, he puts down the hand scratching his head to answer, and will give a cute smile with kindness——

"It came from the direction of the port, auntie."

"This port has been abandoned for a long time." A sudden voice caught his attention.

Zhong Yuan also looked down, and his nominal partner, Mr., was looking up at him.

It has to be said that this condescending position brought him considerable pleasure, so the boy did not jump off the container, but arrogantly nodded his chin and announced that the subjects below could continue to speak.

Dazai who was standing below was not annoyed, and explained to him in a good mood, "So our personnel did not check this port during the initial investigation."

"Of course there are routine inspections on weekdays, but how can a group of idiots see the traces of the illusion shrouded in this area?" His tone unconsciously carried a hint of sarcasm, "So this is why we were asked to come in the end reason."

——It seems that he is very dissatisfied with this field trip.

Zhong Yuanzhong, who heard the dissatisfaction, just frowned, then ignored the strange guy's dissatisfaction and asked, "Then what should we do now?"

The opponent's illusionist doesn't look like an ordinary character, he has always been able to do things with strength and cleverness. Today he threw several containers, but he couldn't successfully throw the big guy in his hand into it and "smash the field" smoothly.

In this way, the container that makes one's height a little higher does not seem as pleasing to the eye as before.

So with a light push on the black gloves, the boy sitting on the blue container fell down.

"Well, don't worry about it," said the young man, stretching out his finger. "There are two solutions."

"One is Chuya, you continue to knock and beat. In theory, even the best illusion will be broken after suffering a certain attack."

"The second is to find the caster, use my [Disqualification in the World] to remove his supernatural ability, and then let Chuya handle it—how about it, which one to choose?"

The boy who spoke in this way shook the finger he stretched out, and the resulting smile had a sly meaning.

I have to say that this guy's appearance is really good-looking, even if he said such a sentence that contained the death and death of an unknown number of people, he still revealed a sense of clarity.

Of course, this does not mean that this guy is a good person.

If it is the first time to see this guy, maybe someone who has not known him for a long time may still be deceived by this skin, but for Nakahara Chuya, who is so used to seeing this guy that he feels sick to his stomach...

"Tsk, where is that guy?"

——Nuo, how can a person who knows the other party's little thoughts clearly care about such a deceitful skin?

Osamu Dazai suddenly twisted a sunny smile.

"Hurry up, hurry up, today's tram seems to be late."

He explained, "In the past half a month, people have disappeared every few days. These people have almost no contact with each other, and there is almost no connection between them."

"But that is not the case,"

"The only connection for these missing people is that they all took a ride together before the news was lost - on very few days it was a few trams."

"Then today?"

Nakahara also understood Dazai's meaning almost immediately.

"That's not certain, after all, it's hard to get on the tram to some extent." Osamu Dazai paused strangely after saying this, and the smile on his face widened a bit.

"But before that, we seem to have to deal with other things." He said so, motioning his friend to look in another direction.

In the direction where the young man's chin was pointing, a red Santana drove over steadily.

The author has something to say:

"It came from the direction of the port, auntie."

(after a brief silence)

Yuko (with a slap): "What aunt what aunt is called sister!"

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