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He Hui was only three years old when he was brought to Yokohama City. After several years of life, under repeated temptations by the leaders of Hong Kong and black, he believed that this child had forgotten his past.

The blond-haired boy managed to muddle through on the premise of knowing the leader's temptation.Although he is not so good that he can start to remember from the fetus, but the starting point of memory at seven months is actually far beyond ordinary people.

He has roughly guessed the plan of the leader of the gangsters in Hong Kong, and He Hui has no objection to it. He has never met his father...well, he is still a little curious.

It's not hatred or desire, just a budding interest in a new thing.

The leader of Hong Kong gangsters pays great attention to Hehui's flame ability, and repeatedly asks him: If there is any change in the supernatural ability (in fact, the fire of death), he must be informed as soon as possible.

But He Hui is actually hiding something.

Not long after the flame of death energy awakened, He Hui followed a suggestion from Alcor and tried to change the temperature of the flame to achieve higher damage.

“橙色红色3000度、黄色白色4000度、青色蓝色5000至6000度、紫色7000度以上……”白发青年保持着坐姿，身体却是浮空的，“和晖现在的火焰是最低等的橙色哦。”

- the lowest.

Death Zhaoxing provoked the blond boy with a flat tone.

The calmness when raising the gun, the calmness after being abducted, the ruthlessness after seeing the murder scene... The mature and unreasonable young boy, but he fell into such a simple provocation, "Change the temperature and color... right. I will Made it!"

Then it took three years to get the orange dead fire completely red.

"Oh, oh, He Hui is really amazing." Alcor took a moment to glance at the red flame, and continued to turn his gaze back to the book.

The fire of dead energy is determined according to the fluctuations inside the human body. Everyone's body will not change, so the fluctuations will not change either. Different fluctuations correspond to different attributes.The flame that Hehui ignited for the first time was orange, and his attribute was Dakong.

But it seems that the flesh/body (fluctuation) that is destined to be born cannot be changed, but it is not.

Cells are equal to the flesh/body, and the oxygen in the blood is related to the cells, and the blood transports oxygen from the lungs, so breathing is related to the blood.

In other words, human beings can change their flesh/body (fluctuation) attributes by practicing breathing methods.

In just three years, He Hui realized this method by himself, and changed the attribute of the fire of dead energy by changing his breathing method without knowing it clearly.

And I don't have the awareness that I have "changed my breathing".

Alcor's thoughts drifted a little far away, as if decades or hundreds of years ago, human beings who hadn't inspired the fire of death energy had already discovered the practice of changing the way of breathing to become stronger.

— called [Ripple].

He praised He Hui sincerely, but in the eyes of the blond boy, the attitude of the white-haired youth was obviously careless.

"..." After a few seconds of silence, He Hui pushed open the door and left, closing the door loudly on purpose.

Death Zhaoxing, who has not comprehended human emotions, did not understand why the young boy lost his temper suddenly again, so he could only ponder for a while with some doubts. Seeing that he couldn't figure out why, Alcor gave up thinking and continued to read the book.

He Hui, who was calmed down by the night wind, raised his head and looked in the direction of the port.Tonight, his ostensible father has a big move, and they're assembled at the port now.

In fact, there is no difference between orange flames and red flames, because ordinary flames are orange-red, yellow and blue (gas stoves).He Hui straightened the hem of his clothes that was blown up by the wind, and decided to surprise the Hong Kong black leader after he practiced the purple flame.

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In the past few days when he just moved out of Hong Kong, Hehui has been imparting common sense of human society to a certain dragon from another world.

"Garbage is garbage! It can also be divided into domestic garbage, recyclable garbage, kitchen waste... Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Hitomi turned into mosquito-repellent eyes.

He Hui interrupted Thor's delusion, "Magic is forbidden in human society."

"Ugh..."

Japan began to implement garbage sorting and recycling in 1980, and now nearly 20 years have passed, and this behavior has been implanted in the physical instinct of the Japanese.Even the blood-stained killer of Hong Kong gangsters would split a drink bottle and throw it into three garbage bags.

Garbage collection in residential areas generally takes seven days as a cycle, and different garbage is collected every day. If you miss today, you have to put the garbage at home for seven days.

Today is the day for combustible garbage collection. The blond boy picked up the garbage bag at home, glanced at the maid who was struggling to recite the "garbage clause", and went out.

This mansion is at the back of a villa area. Strictly speaking, it does not belong to that villa area. Even the back hill is the private territory of the Hong Kong black leader.Moreover, there are not many residents in the villa area, so if He Hui wants to throw out garbage, he has to go out of the villa area and go to another alley where the community interacts to throw garbage.

The blond boy turned into the alley, saw a big sack next to the trash can, and frowned.

Isn't today the day to throw out large garbage?

When he was ten steps away from the sack, He Hui stopped.

The excellent talent allowed him to learn [Ripple] without a teacher - he could inadvertently adjust his breath to change the attributes of the flame.At the same time, his hearing has also been enhanced, and he is especially sensitive to the sound of breathing.

there's noise.

Looking around, he couldn't see only the inside of the bag and the trash can.The breathing sound is very weak, and it is a bit heavier than a stray cat, it should be a child...

The sound does not have the stuffy feeling blocked by the metal shell, that is to say——

He Hui shifted his gaze to the burlap bag.

As if sensing the sight of others, the burlap bag twitched humanely.

The blond boy put the trash by the wall, took out a gun from his pocket, and pointed it at the sack.

This is the fault of XANXUS overseas again. After learning that XANXUS's weapons are double guns, the leader of Hong Kong gangsters also gave He Hui a firearms course.Although the clever He Hui can indeed shoot with two guns, as a right-hander, he still prefers to hold a gun with one hand.

The leader of the Hong Kong gangsters also issued a training order. It is not possible to be lazy after leaving the Hong Kong gangster base. The training that should be done is still to be done.

Of course, this gun is not a real gun, but a modified toy gun. As a member who temporarily left Hong Kong, how could He Hui carry such a dangerous weapon with him?

What's more, He Hui, who has the "extraordinary ability" of the attack system, doesn't need a gun. The leader of the gangsters in Hong Kong said that if someone wants to assassinate him, he can just burn it directly, and the burning method will not leave even ashes.

The toy gun was modified by He Huixian himself out of boredom, and the bullets were BB bullets. He Hui fired two shots and hit the burlap bag smoothly.

The lethality of BB bullets is not great, but it must be painful to hit the body.

But the burlap bag that twitched suddenly just now became motionless after being hit by a BB bullet. The dedicated COS was among the large garbage.

There is a knot on the mouth of the sack, which looks like an outsider's work. No one can put himself in the sack and tie a knot on the mouth of the bag.He Hui didn't put away the gun, but approached step by step but still vigilant, and the other hand that didn't hold the gun quickly untied the burlap bag.

Light streamed in, and the edge of the bag dropped, revealing the full size of the child inside.

His black hair was slightly curled, and his iris-colored eyes narrowed uncomfortably due to the strong light, but his body still didn't move. Little blond boy with a sack.

He Hui took a good look, well, this child has no weapons on his body, nor has he contracted any plague-like infectious disease, except that he is too thin.After confirming that there was no danger, the blond boy put away his gun, and formally met those kite-colored eyes.

The boy was wearing a set of pure white underwear, and his body was covered with some dust, but his skin was clean without touching the sack.The boy's skin was a little red from being rubbed by the sack. The most serious part was his wrist, which was cut and bled. It was probably because he resisted when he put the sack on, but it was not serious.

Carrying a burlap bag with a child in it is definitely conspicuous, even if it is thrown into the garbage dump... The large garbage was not found, and it was probably thrown here between midnight and early morning.

The burlap bag was not as airtight as a plastic bag, and although he would not suffocate to death, the boy still lowered his breathing rate. He Hui noticed that after the burlap bag was untied, the boy's breathing became louder.

Boys at this age know how to breathe less in order to save oxygen, well, He Hui began to feel a little interested.

People's sixth sense is very wonderful, just like when drawing a card in the card pool, you will suddenly have the ultimate feeling of "I will ship this post", and then this post will actually ship.

He Hui now also has a feeling that the boy in front of him has very interesting abilities, maybe he is a [supernatural power user].

It was later proved that Pengo Li's super intuition is really awesome.

The Dresden Slate is suppressed by the King of Gold. Most of the people with supernatural powers appear in the Kanto region of Japan. It is not that there are no other places on the earth, but very few. At least in the past three years when Hehui stayed in the Moscow Hotel, a supernatural power He has never met anyone before, and he didn't know the concept until he came to Yokohama, Japan.

There are also several people with supernatural powers under the leader of the Hong Kong gangsters, and he himself is also a person with supernatural powers.But his own supernatural ability will not be disclosed to others casually, at least He Hui still doesn't know what the supernatural ability of the leader of Hong Kong gangsters is.

He Hui raised the boy's bleeding wrist, thought for a while, and remembered that he threw a roll of unused bandages into a combustible garbage bag this morning.

Most of the combustible garbage in his house are combustible materials like waste paper. Although kitchen waste is also combustible garbage... But with the dragon at home, Hehui's family hardly produces kitchen waste.

He opened the garbage bag leaning against the wall. Inside were all the scraps of paper that He Hui sorted out from the study, nothing dirty, and after taking out the box of bandages, He Hui casually re-tied the garbage bag and threw it in. in the trash.

Taking out a bandage, the blond-haired boy wrapped it around the black-haired boy's wrist. The bloodstains were still smeared on the first layer. After the second and third layers, the bloodstains and wounds were completely covered. was blocked.

Suddenly, there was a slight sound of footsteps, about to appear at the alley, probably the housewife who came to throw out the garbage in the morning.

He Hui kept on doing nothing, threw the remaining half roll of bandages into the sack, then picked up the mouth of the bag, tied it tightly, and sealed it tightly with both hands.

"Oh? Children, today is not the day to throw out large garbage." The woman frowned in dissatisfaction, guessing that some family secretly let the children to throw out the garbage.

The blond-haired boy made a proper panic, lowered his head and apologized, "Yes! I'm sorry! I'll take it back right away!"

After speaking, He Hui took the sack and ran towards the alley. The whole process went very smoothly.

Osamu Dazai caught the half-roll of bandages in the dark, and his iris-colored pupils fluctuated slightly. Following the movement of the blond boy just now, he wrapped the bandage round and round on his other wrist. .

In the early morning when he was put into a sack and thrown away, Dazai was entangled in the boy's bandage, which became a collar for stray dogs.

On a day of recycling combustible garbage, He Hui untied a sack and retrieved a puppy at the same time.