port no other

He Hui looked at the fried chicken box that was thrown on the ground and occasionally rolled a circle or two with the night wind, and felt that he was a fool for running out at two o'clock in the morning to track it down.

How can the Italians take the rubbish produced outside the home honestly like the Japanese, and then obediently classify and throw it away at a specific time?

He also specially used illusion to change his body shape, so that even if he was discovered, he could get away with it.

What a dork.

The blond youth scratched his hair, turned and left.

Tomorrow...ah no, it's already today after twelve o'clock.I have to go to Hong Kong and Heilongjiang this morning to continue my "internship", so hurry up and go back to wash and sleep.

When He Hui's figure disappeared completely, the man in the alley next to the fried chicken box disappeared, and even the sound of his breathing was deliberately slowed down, making him look like a passing wild cat or dog.

The tall silver-haired man with black sclera and red pupils was wearing a hat and glanced at the blond man beside him.

"Cut..." Prosciut knew he was wrong, but he didn't expect that Katschi had tampered with the fried chicken box. There was no bug or locator when he touched it. How did Katschi find him?

And he mastered this illusion at the age of 11... If it wasn't for Risut's reminder, he might have lured people into the base.

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As an intern in Hong Kong and black, or a small follower next to the leader, the workload is quite a lot.

In the past, the leader only trained him, and did not show the daily work of leader Hehui, and even avoided him.After the man shows everything...

Inside

To maintain a harmonious atmosphere in the organization and to distribute the balance of various departments, to do this well, you must know the news inside the organization at all times, and you must keep your every move under your nose, and there are too many people reporting.Therefore, no matter what the chief is doing, the sound of knocking on the door of the office is always incessant.

outer

Although we have cooperated with HCLI for a long time, every time the contract leader has to sign in person.Not only to show sincerity and to show that he attaches great importance to HCLI, but also to prevent his subordinates from being ambivalent and going online with HCLI without permission.The cooperation with this munitions company can be said to be the basis for Hong Kong and black to gain a foothold in Yokohama, and it must not be broken.

There are also some small organizations attached to Hong Kong gangsters, the inland gangs and foreign organizations that have taken a fancy to Yokohama Port to try to get a piece of the pie...

He Hui: I probably understand why my crazy father didn't find out even if he disappeared for a year.

Now Hong Kong and Heilongjiang have tended to be more stable, and the leader is still busy running around, so this man must have been even busier during the rising period of his "career" a few years ago, so busy that his black and dense hair became white and sparse... But He Hui glanced at the man's chin, where there were already a few tufts of stubble.

Maybe the lost hair exists in another form.

"This is Dr. Sen, He Hui."

The leader of Hong Kong gangsters introduced an acquaintance to Hehui.

The black-haired man who took off his military uniform and put on a white coat greeted the blond boy, "I am Mori Ogai, the exclusive doctor of BOSS."

He Hui: "..."

The blond boy grabbed the hem of the leader's clothes and tugged.

——Crazy father, this doctor can't be kept.

The leader with some gray hair looked trusting, "I met Dr. Sen not long ago in the war-torn zone, and he is a rare and good doctor."

Mori Ogai showed decent manners, bowed slightly, and acted neither humble nor overbearing, "You've praised me, BOSS."

The leader of the Hong Kong gangster showed a satisfied smile.

He Hui: Crazy father, wake up! !

A man's body is getting worse year by year, and he has to be careful in all aspects when he is in a high position. Some of his partners who worked hard with him in the past have been reused as cadres, and some are still a gangster at the bottom... In terms of selection and management, Hong Kong The black leader didn't have any scruples about the friendship he had back then.

Both A and B walked with the man step by step, and they witnessed the man transforming from a gangster leader to a Hong Kong black leader.It can be seen that A, who is making the rudder and hides his own thoughts, has become a cadre, while B, who is loyal and honest, is still a low-level staff in the rear.

A is a person with supernatural powers, "The Abnormality of the Jewel King", who can convert the lives of his subordinates into gems of the same value. A's heart is also dark. Although his physical skills are not outstanding, he is a good player in playing mind tactics. A did deliberately hide his strength and abilities, but all of this was exposed to the eyes of the leader with many eyeliners in the organization.

In order to better demonstrate the value of A, the leader promoted him to a high position.When "processing" some people, it can also reuse those wastes and turn them into a valuable gem.

B is an ordinary person with no supernatural powers. As a gangster, he is quite skilled and has a sense of loyalty.But with the growth of the organization, not only those subordinates with attacking abilities, but now Hong Kong and Hei are ordinary people without abilities, and there are many more people who are more powerful than B.

There is nothing outstanding about the good old man, but B's personality is set up. He has a good relationship with many people in the organization. From the sweeper in the lobby to the leader of the top office, they can be said to be his acquaintances.Not greedy, not planning, good-tempered and unambiguous, this kind of subordinate who looks like a god to ordinary people, the leader of Hong Kong gangsters has only given him a small transparent position so far.

the reason is simple.

A can rely on his own mind to double the 1000 million on hand into 2000 million, maybe he will swallow 200 million in private, but in general, A can still bring millions of benefits to Hong Kong gangsters Well, those little gangster leaders of his who thought carefully about Hong Kong just turned a blind eye and passed by.

Given the same amount of money to B, he can only guarantee that at most 1000 million will not be lost or lost, and he will clearly report the flow of every penny of funds, and he will not make false accounts and embezzle.But to double the resources in hand, it would be really embarrassing for this honest man.

A character with the ability to think carefully, a character without the ability to think carefully... comparing the two, the leader of the Hong Kong gangsters chooses the former.

After all, really.

There are really only a handful of people who are capable, careless, and loyal to serve him.

The orange-haired woman who came back from the "correction" that day, I remember her name is Koyo Ozaki... Her supernatural ability "Golden Yasha" is very strong, and it is worth cultivating.But because of a few words from the man, she would feel betrayed. The education still needs to continue. Well, put her in the torture troop, let's practice it.

When it comes to capable and thoughtless subordinates, there are no Hong Kong black leaders.But even though that woman is in a high position and is one of the five major cadres of Hong Kong blacks like A, she is unwilling to use her ability because she has no mind.

But the woman in the long purple dress, Murasaki Shikibu, has little interest in everything in the world, except for reading and writing her own stories.

She quietly built a library in the depths. As the only manager, employee, and hostess, she silently guarded the dark and cold garden of books without taking a step outside.

It's not that the leader of the Hong Kong gangsters never thought of "pulling" Zi Shibu out, but that woman was extremely persistent on the issue of "books".

Some people with supernatural abilities are too powerful, and they will put a shackle on their supernatural abilities, such as verbs or something.

Nakahara Chuya's ability "in the filthy sorrow" has a set of verbs:

"You, allow the filth of gloom

Don't Return to My Awakening"

But so far, the ochre-haired boy knows that he can't control his supernatural ability after it is fully activated, and may not stop until he is exhausted and on the verge of death, so he has never used it.

Murasaki Shikibu's ability "The Tale of Genji, Aoi, Monster" also has a set of verbs:

"Complying with mourning clothes has faded

There are still many worlds full of tears

The waka she sings will be activated in the form of some kind of curse, bringing destruction to the target.

Important: This is controllable! !

Even if the psychic power of the leader of the Hong Kong gangster controls Zi Shibu's brain, as long as she relaxes for a moment and gives her a few seconds to chant, then——

curse!destroy!Just ask if you are afraid!

Hong Kong black leader: Afraid, of course I was afraid, so I slipped away.

So for this ancestor, the leader of Hong Kong and black can only show weakness and build a library for her (yes, the new Hong Kong and black office building has a library).A lot of paper materials were stuffed into the database, and all the electronic versions were emptied, and only this one was kept in the library guarded by Murasaki Shikibu.

He Hui had seen that gentle woman several times, at least at first glance, he didn't think that Zi Shibu was the scourge described by the leader of the gangsters in Hong Kong.The blond boy was taught how to write diaries and letters by the purple-haired woman, and Zi Shibu lived quietly in his garden of books, almost isolated from the world.

Maybe the words of the crazy father are exaggerated, but at least they are exaggerated on the basis of truth.

He Hui looked at the man in the black suit who was ordered to look for a document, but because of his rude actions, he got it on the bookshelf, and the books on it were scattered all over the floor. Not only did the black suit have no remorse, but he probably thought that the administrator was just an ordinary woman. He actually muttered, "There are so many books here, it takes time to find information..." He stepped on the books scattered on the ground.

The gentle woman smiled, and directly cursed the unreasonable man until his face turned blue.

With purple hair, purple eyes and purple clothes, Zi Shibu's whole body is purple, and Hehui called "Miss Purple" to bring the woman back to her sanity, which prevented a tragedy from happening.

The black suit that had recovered his life covered his throat that was out of breath just now, lying on the ground and taking a big breath.

"Hurry up and pack it up. If Miss Zi gets angry again, I won't be able to save you." The bi-color eyes were gone, looking at Miss Zi's obedient, extremely cold.

There are five cadres in Hong Kong and black, and He Hui met three of them.

A, Murasaki Shikibu, Colonel.

Colonel is a kind old man, like Murasaki Shikibu, he doesn't look like a mafia at first glance, and has the supernatural ability to liquefy the concrete floor.But he didn't regard He Hui as an ordinary child, the old man still had some vision honed all his life, and his sharp eyes saw through the dark color hidden under the harmless appearance of the young boy.

Of the remaining two, one has been overseas for a long time (Italy monitored Pengeling), and the other was sent to perform a mission. The leader said that he would introduce them when they returned.

Then, a... accident happened.

The blond-haired boy felt the particles under his cheek pillow, small sand and stones squeezed the flesh on his face, there was a faint fishy smell in the air, and there were seagulls chirping and the sound of wind blowing in his ears.

It is the sea.

There was also a quick breath, within a meter of him.

He opened his eyes suddenly, startled the little black-haired boy kneeling on the beach looking at him.

"You, are you okay?" Fujino Shuren lowered his voice and asked in a small breath.

The black-haired boy was embarrassed, with panic and nervousness on his face.

And...why do you act like you've done something wrong to him?

By the way, who is this?

He Hui squinted his eyes, sat up, patted the sand off his face, and cast a shadow around him.This is an undeveloped beach, the sand is not smooth and soft, it is very uncomfortable, they stay behind a large reef, this reef perfectly blocks the bodies of the two young boys.

There are no footprints outside the reef, how did they get here?

...... Something is wrong.

Seeing that the blond boy hadn't responded, the black-haired boy wearing black-rimmed glasses didn't dare to speak anymore. He put his hands on his lap, maintained a kneeling posture, bit his lower lip and remained motionless.

who am I?

——Hong Xiang Hehui, male, 11 years old.

where am I?

—— Coast Beach, Yokohama, Japan.

What?

——No man's land, training flames.

With a blank brain, you can answer every question you ask.

Even if I am a little unclear about the answer I answered.

For example, the 11-year-old derived from "Who am I" asks yourself "Why are you 11 years old", and an answer will emerge, "I was born in 1992, and now it is 2003."

Just like when eating hot pot, even people who have never eaten hot pot will know that the red oil soup base is spicy, while the clear soup bottom is not spicy. This is common sense in social life, but it is not always in the mind. I think of this common sense all the time, who would live thinking "red oil hot pot is spicy pot" all day long.

There is definitely something wrong with his memory or way of thinking. Usually, when he sees the scenery here, the place name will immediately pop up in his mind. Why do he need to ask and answer himself like this?

Continue to speculate.

What is the training flame?

——"Different abilities".

What is the ability?

——Special powers possessed by a few groups of people.

Do supernatural powers interfere with people's thinking?

——Maybe, the most suspicious thing is...

The blond-haired boy turned his head slightly, his sideways green eyes flashed with vigilance.

"What happened?" He Hui asked lightly.

Fujino Shuren immediately showed an expression about to cry, but his voice was still very low, "I probably did something bad to you... I don't know very well, it just feels like I threw something out, and then you Passed out...ah, I don't know what's going on but I have a subtle clue..."

"Speak the key."

Because of the interference of the sea wind and the sound of the waves, He Hui couldn't hear anything, but there must be no one on the other side of the reef... There is no living person, and his sense of smell is extremely sensitive, and the fishy smell in the air is getting heavier and heavier. This is not the sea. fishy smell...

"You may find it incredible, but really...I probably...may have erased your memory."

"Let's talk about this later, what's going on with the current situation?"

The black-haired boy trembled suddenly, and his hands on his thighs hugged his arms, which was an expression of extreme insecurity, "I originally came here to play with my parents...but those people, wearing There were about two groups of people in black clothes with guns... I saw my father from a distance and told me to hide here, saying that no matter what, I couldn't come out. I came to the back of the reef and found that you were here too. My mother helped me wipe off the footprints, and they just started holding hands when they were spotted and stopped by the people on the other side..."

"They talked for a while, and it got louder and seemed to be arguing. Then, I heard gunshots and... my mother's screams..."

A boy in his early ten years old, his face was pale, and he was already frightened.

The blond boy glanced at him and walked out from behind the reef.

"Wait, you—" What if those people haven't left yet, Dad said, absolutely not to go out...

He Hui pulled away the Fujino tree man who was holding his sleeve, and said coldly, "The ones lying there should be your parents, they are already dead."

!!!

A man and a woman were lying on the beach a hundred meters away. The blood stained the sand beneath them and formed lumps. Because of the favorable wind, the smell of blood drifted all the way here.

The black-haired boy staggered and ran, but he didn't care if his glasses fell off on the way. He knelt down in front of his parents' corpses and cried bitterly.

"It's clearly agreed... I will study hard and become a good doctor like my father in the future, but woo woo woo..."

He Hui watched patiently as the black-haired boy continued to perform.The blunt turning point, the old-fashioned but reasonable passage, the "sudden" awakening of supernatural abilities... At first glance, there is nothing wrong with it, but the intuition always clamors that something is wrong.

The blond boy picked up a small syringe two meters away from the corpses of the couple, as well as a gun that was thrown five or six meters away, and took them directly to Fujino Shuren.

In front of the young black-haired boy, he took out a packet of powder from his father's pocket, raised the man's arm, and pointed to a red spot on the blood vessel—it was a pinhole, "They disguised well, The drugs, syringes, and pistols dropped at the scene probably have your father’s fingerprints on them. If you report to the police, most of the cases are closed with the conclusion that the man became insane after taking drugs, killed the woman and then shot himself. Look, the location of the shot matches my description—”

These words were already another world to Fujino Shuren, and his spirit began to be in a trance.

"——To be able to disguise the scene so quickly is definitely a habitual offender, and to be able to leave a bag of powder so 'generously', the organization's power is not small. The two groups of people you mentioned may be trading powder."

"who is it……"

The blond-haired boy looked at the hands of Fujino Treant, which were covered in blood, and he clenched his fists fiercely.

"who is it!!"

He Hui didn't witness it with his own eyes, and couldn't recall what he did here before, so naturally he didn't know what that organization was.

However, when he began to deliberately think about the key words "carrying guns, powerful, powder trading, mafia", many organization names appeared in his mind.

This is all the information I learned during my "internship" with the leader of the Hong Kong gangsters in the near end.

"The port mafia in Yokohama, the transnational organization codenamed wine, the Vongola, Cavallone, and Passion in Italy, the Moscow Hotel in Russia, the Black Lagoon Chamber of Commerce in Thailand, the Hua Jiuhui heading to Bodo, the Triad Society in Hong Kong, China, and the United States. Inferno, FARC (anti-government guerrilla force) in Colombia, Strain, an overseas organization, the Kanto Mafia Peace Association, Wutong Group, the weapon dealer Yinblade, and the arms company Hecmatial..."

"Each of the above organizations can easily do this."

After a while, the black-haired boy asked hoarsely, "What about you, which organization do you belong to?"

I can see the disguised scene at a glance, know so much... the name of the organization, how can I know such details if I am not in it.

Obviously he has been wiped out of memory, but he still asks himself like this, it seems that his spirit is really shocked.

"Well, it's the first one. Probably?"

Fujino Shuren recalled for a moment, and said, "The port...the mafia."

"Yes, this is a local organization in Yokohama. Maybe the gangsters can find out which two organizations have transactions today and where they are conducted."

"You and I……"

"Do we have a relationship in which we must help each other?" He Hui's bi-colored pupils were full of darkness.

The blood in the palm of his hand had solidified, and his parents were still lying on the beach, not returning to heaven.There was a trace of hesitation in the eyes of the black-haired boy.

"Want to take advantage of the port mafia? Then become someone who can rule the port mafia."

The indigo flame ignited behind Fujino Shuren's invisible, which successfully disturbed his thoughts, making the black-haired boy subconsciously ignore "call the police", "seek an adult", "will the country have a special ability to cultivate special abilities?" "Where the reader is" is a series of "correct" options.

Hong Kong and black

"name."

"Fujino Treant."

"Your ability still needs to be tested. Have you thought about giving it a name?"

"...I have thought about it, it is called "Collecting Flowers in the Morning". "

"There will be a lot of experimental products, take your time, by the way." The blond boy pushed open the door of the dungeon, and a chill came over his face.

Countless people died in the dungeon. Even though it was cleaned regularly, no blood was visible on the floor tiles, but the dirt hidden in the cracks of the floor tiles and dead corners of the chains was still thick, and the smell of blood lingered in the windowless underground.

"You shouldn't be afraid of these scenes." He Hui's voice echoed faintly in the dungeon without vents, "After all, I've seen the dead bodies of my parents."

The boy wearing black-rimmed glasses paused and lowered his head. His black hair covered his eyebrows and eyes, making it impossible to see his expression clearly.

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He Hui briefly thought about how to deal with the Fujino Shuren, and planned to instruct the gatekeeper of the dungeon.

Picking up a person with supernatural abilities in vain?

It's not that simple, I still have to keep an eye on this guy named Fujino Shuren.

Find out who the two groups of people on the beach today are.

But before Hehui could give this order, a man who suddenly appeared held his hand and walked out of the Hong Kong and Hei office building.

The blond boy followed the leader of the gangsters in the car to the airport in a daze, passed the security check, and boarded the plane to Italy without any assistants or bodyguards.

In the first-class cabin where the cabin was reserved, He Hui was holding a cup of milk tea, and listened to the Hong Kong black leader explain the reason in a daze.

The leader experienced an assassination a few years ago, and his trachea was cut, and that wound has not healed until now. Mori Ogai said that his wound has fallen to the root of the disease, and the body will continue to secrete tissue fluid or lymph fluid, Hong Kong black The leader is not a medical student and doesn't know much.

Anyway, the wound cannot be healed, and the dross that blocks the trachea has to be cleaned regularly, and it needs to be recuperated slowly... The worst thing is to suffocate to death.

After working hard for most of his life to reach this point, it is definitely unacceptable for a man to be prematurely aged due to old injuries.Modern medicine can't cure it, so what about supernatural powers?

By coincidence, the man's confidant in Italy, the No. 4 cadre of Hong Kong and Black, knew that the leader was looking for people with supernatural powers of the healing system. He sent a message while monitoring Peng Lie's movements.

In Naples, Italy, there was a person with supernatural abilities. The cadres saw that the person with supernatural abilities healed all the injured organs of a companion. Although the treatment process was a bit painful, the companion kept groaning in pain.

The characteristics of a person with supernatural powers are also obvious, with yellow hair, curled up in three circles at the bangs, less than 20 years old, often wearing an open-chested dress to dine with four companions in a restaurant in Naples.

There is even a colored drawing attached.

The interior decoration is different from the Japanese Japanese style, and people's dressing style is obviously different from the Japanese formality.The leader of the Hong Kong gangsters born in the Showa era, even after seeing some European and American bold and unrestrained, still can't accept the men's clothing and makeup in this photo——

The bangs are rolled into three circles, the black lace is exposed in the open chest, the waist and belly are exposed indoors with a hat, the neck and shoulders are connected by three ropes, and a lot of skin is exposed through holes... the most A normal man with long silver hair, wearing a long windbreaker, but with purple lips, he seems to be wearing eye shadow of the same color.

——The other guests in the restaurant are not surprised by these men, because they are also dressed in the same way, even more weird and enchanting.

The gangster leader touched his clean cheek and was silent for a second or two.

Should he do as the Romans do and put on heavy makeup?