[Comprehensive + Main Wenye] The leader of Mafia at the port is Uchiha

At dusk, the sun is setting in the west, and the blood-red setting sun seems to be unable to break free from the shackles of the sea and has to gradually sink in. The red-stained clouds are faintly glowing with orange light, which seems warm or cold. It is difficult to describe how beautiful this gradually dimming light is. It's still filled with a dull air of death.

As a cadre of PortMafia, Hongye not only has the highest authority to control the organization's torture intelligence department, but also has control over one of the five landmark buildings. For example, she can decorate a private outdoor garden at the highest point of her building.

The wooden floor and the surrounding fences are filled with all kinds of pleasant flowers, and the air is filled with a faint fragrance that seems to be nothing.The assistant in charge of daily life will send someone to change the flowers of the season regularly to ensure that the cadre has blooming flowers to watch every day and has a pleasant environment during his rest time.

Just like now.

Hinawahime held a cup of milk tea at the right temperature, swaying a pair of small jiojios, squinting her eyes, and the light of the setting sun shone on her face like a warm feather coat.There was a relaxed look on her brows, she was happily enjoying the rare leisure time, and she didn't seem to be worried about the tough battle she was about to face tonight.

Ozaki Momiji stopped accompanying her because she was still busy with work. Alice sat for a while and was taken away by the forest. But before they left, they all told their subordinates to prepare a permanent supply of drinks and desserts to make her happy. Spend this free afternoon.

Ah, this is probably the boss’s little happiness~

Osamu Dazai, like Hinawahime, was leisurely playing fighting games on a handheld console, pumping out crazy output, and even said hypocritically: "Miss, I'm really not in a hurry at all about catching ghosts tonight~"

"You're still talking about me, but I've never seen you in such a hurry. You only know how to use a handheld console to play games every day." Niwahime was not angry, biting the pearl coconut that had been sucked up from the milk tea, and turning her hands over. pages on the edge.

"Anyway, I've left all the ghost-catching matters to you, so I'll be responsible for the fight."

"I believe in you~"

As he spoke, he gave Dazai a cheering gesture, and seemed to add another sentence unintentionally.

"When Mr. Sen and I went to establish the other three organizations, he gathered most of the rebel forces so that I could catch them all in one fell swoop. He was really reliable~"

Although Hinawahime didn't know about this beforehand and didn't find out until she noticed something unusual about the other party on the spot, the fight was really enjoyable.

As the weakest one in the family, Hinawahime was beaten by the whole family. Her father and two uncles were very strict when training her, and their ability to guide her in combat was top-notch.

Dad is different. His operation is always the one with the most prominent lumbar disc!Have you ever seen an instructor push his baby daughter to the ground and rub it hard (accent)?Have you ever seen a coaching battle where you just hit the big move (accent) in the face?

——He is it! ! !

Hinawahime felt that she was not dead or disfigured, it must be because uncle Izuna arrived on the scene in time, uncle Tobirama rescued her in time enough, and her father's Susano'o was intimidating enough.

Overall, that was the first time she felt the joy of fighting.

Hearing Hinawa-hime say this, Dazai Osamu stopped firing his handheld controller at full output. He suddenly looked at the girl who was flipping through the book with a surprised look on his face. His kite-colored eyes, as clear as glass, reflected The girl smiled with a cunning smile on her lips.

"——Wow! Yabai! I'm going to die!!!" In an instant, Osamu Dazai turned back into the boy on the handheld device, pressing the buttons hurriedly to continue fighting monsters, twisting his body left and right, and dancing with joy. It was an exaggeration.

Hinawa-hime sucked out a few more round pearls from the milk tea and chewed them to relieve her stress.She even felt that reading a book, even if there was an extra salted fish and black mud essence next to her, and chewing pearls all afternoon would be a pleasant thing.

"Although it is a rather clumsy way to provoke a general, but since you say so, young lady..."

While playing the game, Dazai Osamu's tone was bright and cheerful, but in terms of words, he was not as relaxed as he appeared.

"Then I will go all out~"

"Then I'll wait and see what happens." As long as the moves are effective, Nichirinhime thought, and curled her eyes.

I know he likes to compete with Senjun, so using Senjun to stimulate him is perfect~

Mori Ogai:Ah!

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In Yokohama, the dusk on Raibo Street is the shortest, only half of the outside world, and the other half belongs to the long night. Therefore, the dark night on Raibo Street is extremely long to the outside world. Soon after dusk comes, Raibo Street The whole street will sink into the long night.

Not far from the center of Laibao Street, countless simple and dilapidated houses are crowded together, dense and cramped, like a row of corn kernels.

A pair of bloodshot scarlet eyes stood out in the darkness. Their eyes were ferocious and greedy, as if they were ferocious beasts that wanted to devour everything. They stared intently at the bloody sun outside the window, waiting for the beautiful glow to be slowly faded away. The coming darkness swallowed up bit by bit, inch by inch until the entire Laibo Street sank into a long and quiet night.

The white-haired young man's frown was like a tangled mess that could not be untangled. His light gray eyes were as cold as the ice that would not melt in the cold mountains in the distance. His expression was gloomy, as if it was going to rain heavily in the next moment. Dark rain clouds.

The young man's lips were tightly pursed into a straight line that never rose, and the corners of his lips were curved downwards. His whole body exuded a vicious aura of "Don't mess with me." Even people who didn't know him well could tell at a glance how bad his mood was. , not to mention the partners we get along with every day?

As the young man walked, he passed by groups of friends. Even if they were far apart, as soon as they saw him, they would immediately back away like Moses parting the sea. They all stayed very far away from him.

Suddenly, a very bold person stepped forward and stopped him, and asked loudly: "Hey, Shirase, why are you going? It's dark now!"

"It has nothing to do with you." The white-haired boy, Shirase, replied in a cold voice, with a hint of 'leave me alone'. He glared coldly at the person who stopped him.

"Shirase!" He seemed to be offended by Shirase's attitude. The man was extremely angry, but seeing other people's attention attracted by his sudden shout, he had to quickly step forward and walk to Shirase's side. He lowered his voice and said angrily:

"Laibo Street is not as safe as it was in the past at night. In addition to the hostile forces in PortMafia, there are also cannibals. You have to think clearly about what it means to go out at this time!"

"Ah, I know." Shirase glanced at the man sideways, and lowered his voice with a warning tone: "But this is none of your business, Shogo!"

"Ha, are you kidding me!" Shogo's face was full of anger, his entire face was red with anger, his brows were furrowed, and his thick eyebrows flying sideways into his temples actually had a hint of sharpness.

"What if you go out and attract the cannibal monster here! Chuuya has now gone out with PortMafia and no longer protects the sheep. What if you attract the cannibal monster here? It's not a joke. !”

"Ha, I'm different from you, Shogo. I'm not as stupid as you. I even ran to steal PortMafia's things and was caught red-handed!" Shirase sneered, a flash of light flashing in his light gray eyes. superior.

"At that time, Chuuya negotiated with the other party and fished you out."

"Didn't you suggest it? It was you who said that there were good things in that warehouse. As for PortMafia, it was too busy to take care of itself, so I took Akira and the others there to take the risk!" Hearing this, it seemed as if he had been greatly insulted, and Shogo's face became angry. I have a fever and my veins are popping out.

Shirase took a step back and spread his hands, as if he wanted to put something away and said without mercy: "I'm just talking, okay! Aren't you stupid? It has nothing to do with me that you want to bring people there!" "

"Don't think I don't know what you are paying attention to! Shirase! You bastard!" Shogo was stimulated by Shirase's words and stepped forward to grab his collar and was about to make a move. He was stopped by Akira who ran over and she pulled him tightly. Holding Shogo's hand, he hurriedly said: "Calm down, Shogo, don't attack your companions!"

"You will be driven out of the sheep! Save me!"

"That's why I said you were stupid, because it turned out to be like this in just one or two sentences. It's too ugly! Shogo!" mockingly sneered at Shogo. Shirase stared at Shogo with an angry face, and raised his hand casually. He pried open his fingers that were tugging on his collar.

In the end, Shirase threw away the hand coldly, patted the wrinkled collar that was being pulled, snorted coldly, cursed Shogo in his heart, 'What the hell,' and turned around to leave without looking back.

"Why do you want to provoke Shirase? Let him do whatever he wants. It doesn't matter to us if anything happens." Akira held Shogo tightly and muttered quietly and quickly.

"Especially since Chuuya has been letting go of the sheep during this period, he has taken up most of the voice of the sheep. How can you argue with him? Anyway, after the reconstruction of Laibao Street is on track, PortMafia will take over the life of the minors here. The problem is, the sheep will be disbanded by then, why should you?"

"I just won't give in! Akira! I won't give in!" As he said this, Shogo's eyes filled with tears. He lowered his head and gave up on himself.

"Forget Chuuya. At the same time, as an ordinary person, why does Shirase have such a sense of superiority? It's just because Chuuya can listen to him. Now that Chuuya has left, he doesn't have as much energy as before!"

"——" Jing sighed. She had no choice and didn't know what to say. It took her a long time to squeeze out a sentence. "Let's go, Shogo. Mr. Oda will call your name later."

"I understand." Shogo lowered his head, his voice still a bit immature and low-pitched. "You go ahead and leave me alone for a while."

"Okay, then remember to come here quickly!" Akira was a little worried, but still didn't say anything and left Shogo alone to stand there thinking about things.

Facing the direction Shirase left, Shogo stood there for a long time...