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"I really don't understand why the port mafia wants to cancel the cooperation with us." A silver-haired middle-aged man, Seth frowned at the negotiating table, looking at the blond boy opposite.

As Hehui expected, Inferno did not agree with Hong Kong Hei's withdrawal, they were already "partners" on a ship.

"Mr. Seth, I'm just a messenger. From now on, we won't give convenience to your company's shipping company. Please find your company in time to avoid more losses."

This passage seemed polite, but the excessive honorifics had the opposite effect. The Inferno cadre present only had this meaning in his eyes: the boy in front of him was provocative.

Without Asian ports to help them pack their ships, the loss to the organization would be immeasurable.

Inferno's main activities are not in North America, but in South America. The cargo ship will be handed over in the United States. After the port mafia people leave, Inferno will disperse the powder and transport it to South America through various channels.Pretending to be based in North America and port mafia handover talks is also to protect the organization's information.Even if it is a partner, the fewer people who know about it, the better.

African powder raw materials are not just a simple benefit, their powder sales channels have not changed. After all, Inferno's top cadre and Inferno leader Raymond McQuay is a big drug lord in Colombia.

If the organization suddenly fails to produce powder, those who cooperate with them will also turn their faces. Most of the cooperation is with Native American organizations. Native organizations have no time to find the root cause and trouble the port mafia. They can only settle accounts with themselves. At that time, it will only be Inferno who is thankless.

Seth narrowed his eyes behind the lens, and when a short-haired woman came to him with a cold face and whispered something in his ear, Seth's brows became more and more wrinkled.

After the boy stepped into Inferno's territory, they sent people to search for the whereabouts of the boy who called himself Katschi, but the other party didn't hide it at all, and the traces were revealed openly. Just now, the subordinates have explained to him Everything about Katsch.

I took off from Japan alone, and came here as soon as I got off the plane. There was no intention of communicating with anyone at the airport, and no one followed me on the way.

He really came here alone with the token of Hong Kong gangsters.

Seth naturally knew that the new leader of the port had changed a year ago, but so what?The new leader still maintains the default transaction relationship. Even if the two leaders have not met, it is good that this kind of profitable transaction continues. What's the problem?

It is said that the former leaders affected the foundation of the Hong Kong gangsters. This is the time when money is needed. The Hong Kong gangsters only have the domestic Kanto sales line for arms sales. Powder trading is a spring rain for Hong Kong and Black.

And now, he actually said that he would cancel the deal... What are you thinking, what's the plan for sending such a brat here?Could it be that their opponents have touched Hong Kong black and given more benefits to Hong Kong black, and Hong Kong black has been bought?

Seeing that the other party remained silent, the blond boy got up, and the chair receded with a creaking sound.

"Since you know about it, I'll go back to the hotel to rest first. Oh, it's really tiring to come here to discuss things as soon as we got off the plane." He Hui shook his shoulders and walked out the door.

The subordinates at the door saw that the cadre Seth did not speak, and that it was not easy to stop the "guest", so they let He Hui leave.

The silver-haired middle-aged man crossed his hands on the table, his eyes were cold, "Inform Wismeer."

Wismeil is a veteran cadre who has followed Inferno leader Raymond for many years, and is also the leader of the chief violent group in Los Angeles, Branditz, with a brutal temperament.

"I don't know why today, but the Hong Kong black contact person didn't arrive, and finally found his body in the black street." Seth handed down the verdict.

Anyway, the military happened to attack the Twilight Race hiding there tonight, so let's treat it as a curious boy who was involved.

He Hui walked out of the Inferno base lightly, he understood why Mori Ogai dared to let him come alone.

Seth, judging from his physical ability and breathing habits, is obviously not a combatant, he should be a scientific researcher or a civilian worker.

In the jacket pocket is the Luger08, a German gun.The barrel is slender, the structure is complex, there are many spare parts, and the cost of manufacturing and maintenance is very high.But its accuracy is excellent, which is especially suitable for... the average person with little experience with guns.

And Seth is still a cadre, a cadre with no combat capability, he should be equipped with many protectors, just like himself when he was a child.

However, the protectors around this Mr. Cadre are all mercenary types, and they are all equipped with weapons.Unlike He Hui, because he flew abroad, he did not take his two favorite guns (G/Lock and W/Walter) abroad, so now he has nothing on him except a wire.

Even though he looked like a harmless young man from the outside, He Hui dared to enter and leave the base of a bunch of militants to negotiate.

Because of what Mori Ogai called "the trend of different abilities", different abilities will become the new masters of this world.Even though there are fewer people with supernatural powers in America due to King of Gold's suppression of the slate, but in an organization like Inferno, there is not a single person with supernatural powers around the senior cadres.

Whether it's because he can't see the situation clearly, or he can't find people with supernatural powers due to various conditions... He Hui's five senses are different from ordinary people, and he heard Seth's order when he walked out of a corner - trying to silence him.

The other party didn't think of the reason why he came alone. Inferno, who didn't even know the existence of supernatural powers, was just cannon fodder for the trend of the times.

Tonight, Black Street, Maysville.

Looks like I can't get a good night's sleep.

After returning to the hotel to put away the luggage, the blond boy changed into a black suit and walked straight to the black street with his baseball cap on.

Branditz, the local gangster who was ambushing in front of the hotel, hesitated a bit. The order from above was to let Katschi be killed in Black Street, so they couldn't kill him and take his body to Black Street.

Originally, Branditz planned to knock the boy into a coma or something... But now that he is honestly heading towards the Black Street, should they follow the boy and wait for the boy to change direction before making a move, or do they shoot directly?

The younger brothers of the violent group looked at a tall black man, who was the leader of their own organization, Wismer.

Wismer, who was smoking a cigarette, had a black beard. He looked calm, took down the cigarette in his mouth, exhaled a puff of smoke, and said flatly, "Follow."

As soon as He Hui left the hotel, he knew that someone was following him.

Because of the smell of tobacco in the chief's office in the early years, the boy bought all the cigarettes in the Yokohama convenience store to identify the smell, and later in Italy and Russia, the boy developed the habit of buying new cigarettes whenever he saw them.

Of course, He Hui himself does not smoke, he just buys a pack of each type of cigarette, takes out one and lights it silently, does not smoke, just sniffs, remembers the smell, and then throws the rest of the pack into the trash bucket.

When will there be commemorative cigarettes for sale? Each type will only be bought for tourists to collect.He Hui, who spent a lot of money on American cigarettes at the airport, thought so.

The group of people behind them are American gangsters, who smell of American cigarettes on their bodies, and one leader has a particularly strong smell of cigarettes, and he is still smoking.

The man from Italian Tobacco was not there, but He Hui knew that at least one of the "protectors" of the same organization as Italian Tobacco was following him.

After all, Wismer was the leader of a group. He watched the boy in a baseball cap and dressed in black almost blend into the night, and his movement speed was quite fast, as if he knew the way from the beginning.

You know, Black Street is a street occupied by all kinds of mafia mercenaries. Those who know the inside will subconsciously avoid this place, and the winding alleys are not so easy to recognize. There are really few ordinary people who can get lost. I went to Black Street.

The young man who can hold the token of the leader of the gangsters in Hong Kong is definitely not an ordinary person.

Putting away his lazy and contemptuous heart, Wismer spit out the burnt smoke in his mouth, stamped it out with his foot, and warned his subordinates: "Be careful."

"--late."

They had already entered the black street, and a strange purple flame burst out from the soles of Wismer's feet, faintly illuminating his shoes.

This is!

They are stalkers, and the roads of the Black Street are narrow, so naturally they can only step on the path that the young man walked on.

When He Hui passed by this place, he left behind a wisp of very small purple flame.Cloud attribute flames can further absorb the other party's flames to increase their own number. Death energy fire is a kind of body energy, which originates from the fluctuation of the body. Almost everyone has it. It depends on whether you can stimulate it.

The weak, nearly extinguished cloud flame... passed so many humans around it, and under the conscious control of the flame master, the purple flame absorbed the unawakened fluctuations in Wismeer's body.

The energy in his body gradually gushed out of his body, and this brutal African-American could only feel deeply powerless. He was already at his limit to be able to stand up now.

Branditz naturally noticed that something was wrong with the leader. As the leader's body trembled more and more, the purple fire ball beside the leader became bigger and bigger, and even floated up.

"...What is that?" This kind of supernatural phenomenon can be regarded as terrifying to gang members who don't know what supernatural powers are.

"Can't you see it?" The black-clothed boy turned around, his blue eyes showing an unknown color under the purple light, "That's the evil spirit from Inferno (hell)."

The flame of the cloud was very spiritual, and it took the shape of an evil ghost's face, and floated close to the middle of the Brandizes, absorbing their body energy fiercely.

"No ah ah ah!!!"

The purple flame that was full of food and drink returned to the boy's hand, disappeared in a flash, and got into his body.

"There are two more." He Hui withdrew the flame of the cloud, and looked at the only gangster who was standing among the crowd.

These are two non-attributes, because the body has no fluctuations naturally, so the cloud flame can't absorb it even if it wants to.

bang bang-

Two gunshots sounded, and the teenagers broke one of their legs respectively, "It seems that something happened in the black street tonight, and I was involved accidentally, right?" He Hui used the protector as a handyman Habits, coupled with the excellent quality of the people behind him, it is not difficult for him to obtain information on today's underworld.

The two who suppressed the pain and pressed the wound nodded vigorously.

The blond boy touched the gun in his hand with satisfaction, "Then, I will accept this gift."

He Hui didn't carry a gun, which he got out of the first Mayswell who fainted.Although the black street police don't take much care of it, after all, the military is going to raid and clean up in the early hours of tonight, so it's better to take away the gun with his fingerprints on it.

Black Street is not just a street, but a large area, the size of a small town in the United States.

It's a lot like Roanapura, with lots of blood, illegal trade and activity.Mercenaries, middlemen, gangsters, prostitutes... All kinds of people, even the legendary Twilight Race have settled here.

Turning a corner, He Hui stopped and looked at the pile of rubble opposite.

"Are you coming out by yourself, or am I letting you out?" The blond boy deliberately loaded the pistol, made a crisp sound, and pointed at the pile of rubble.

There was no movement.

"I don't have the habit of urging the third time. If I don't come out, I will have to shoot." Judging from the sound of breathing behind the rubble, it is not those tall Yankees, but it is not children and cats and dogs. A boy as old as him.

About two seconds later, before He Hui was about to fire a warning shot, with a rustling sound, a small round black figure emerged from behind the rubble.

It was the boy's head.

He Hui didn't urge or "encourage", he shook the gun in his hand slightly, and signaled to the strange boy: I have a gun here, you can't escape.

After signaling, He Hui ordered: "Come here."

It was a boy wearing a hood, probably a homeless person from the black street, and his body smell was not pleasant.

The strange boy who walked out of the shadows was dressed in ragged clothes. The night in March was still very cold, and the thin clothes could not keep out the cold at all.There is also a strong bloody smell on the body.The bloody smell of the Black Street has always been very strong. Originally, He Hui thought it was because this place was once a murder scene, but as the strange boy walked around, the bloody smell also wafted.

It is the smell of the other party.

He Hui frowned in disgust, just about to ask the strange boy to stop.

But he didn't say it after all.

The entire face of the strange boy was wrapped in bandages. The bandages hadn't been changed for a long time. The supposedly white bandages were stained with black stains, and there was also the rotten smell of the unclean bandages and wounds.

He Hui saw those strange eyes.

Amber gold left eye, obsidian right eye.

Suddenly, He Hui thought of his own NEKO. NEKO also has heterochromatic pupils, but unlike the strange boy in front of him, NEKO has gold on the left and blue on the right.

As if he didn't expect to make eye contact with him, the strange boy was stunned for a while, then lowered his head and stopped looking at him, his strange-colored pupils were hidden under the hood.

The strange boy didn't listen to his steps forward, and the moment He Hui thought about NEKO, he had already walked within one meter of him.

He Hui shrugged his nose uncomfortably, intending to ask him to stop.

The accident happened suddenly.

The strange boy quickly raised his hand, his right hand was no more than half a meter away from He Hui's left chest. Just when He Hui sensed something was wrong and was about to stop the boy, a scythe shining brightly appeared in the boy's hand out of nowhere, pointing directly at his chest. heart.

He Hui quickly lowered his body, retracted the pistol with his right hand, and hit the sickle vigorously with the handle of the gun, forcing the sickle to rise.

The blade grazed his bangs, without any danger.

After estimating the length of the weapon, the blond boy took a step back and distanced himself.

Seeing that the blow was unsuccessful, Zach snorted, and when he saw the opponent pointing the pistol at himself again, he froze.This distance... It is almost impossible for the pistol to miss, so he can't act rashly.

An itchy feeling came from the left side of his face, and He Hui quickly analyzed the trajectory of the sickle's movement just now.

The blade brushed against the cheek a few millimeters, without injury.But if his reaction speed was a bit slower, he might really die in the black street tonight.

but--

He saw it with his own eyes, the scythe appeared out of nowhere.

This boy with heterochromatic pupils is a person with different abilities.A precious supernatural being far away from the land of Japan.

Zach couldn't help shivering, his beast-like intuition felt that the person opposite... looked at him differently.

He Hui used hallucinations to conjure up a rope to tie Zac, and then used illusion to confuse the sight of the people around him, dragged Zack into the hotel where he was staying by holding Zac's head.

"Let go of you bastard!"

"I'm going to kill you!"

"If you have the ability to untie me!"

"Let's have a fight!"

Zack's shouts didn't stop all the way, but the people around him didn't seem to hear anything, and didn't notice any abnormalities.

Gradually, the boy with heterochromatic pupils also found out that something was wrong. He tried several times, but people turned a blind eye to him in front of him.Finally, he cast his complicated eyes on the blond boy.

The quarrel along the way made He Hui feel a little headache, but he still didn't shut Zach's mouth.Because He Hui felt that this boy must have not brushed his teeth for a long time, so he didn't want to touch him.

After returning to the hotel room, He Hui closed the hotel door with a click, released the illusion, grabbed Zac's hair and threw him into the bathroom, "Wash me clean."

...One minute later, He Hui looked at the bathroom door that had been split in half, and shot his cold gaze at the dirty boy with odd-color pupils.

NEKO at home, obviously it... She is so obedient when she takes a bath, why is this one so disobedient, like a wolf cub.

However, it is absolutely impossible not to wash it!There must be no compromise on this!

If you are disobedient, then you can only... use force to suppress it!

He Hui took off the hooded fir that Zac couldn't see the original color clearly. It's not appropriate to use "take off", it should be called "pick" or "tear", because the dress has been turned into two halves and is lying in the bathroom miserably. on the ground.

Then came the bandages, and Zac's violent struggle was all ineffective!Hehui frowned again, such a dirty and smelly bandage, even if the production of bandages all over the world stopped, Osamu Dazai would not be unable to get around it.

Under the absolute suppression of strength, the boy with heterochromatic pupils could only let out threatening sounds from his throat like a demonstration, but his body was indeed at the mercy of Ren Hehui.

The blond boy tore off Zac's bandages, and sure enough, Zac's body was covered with scars, as he had speculated, on his face, back, legs... knife wounds, burns, and even a few Gunshot wounds with bullet holes... The wounds are all over the body, some are bleeding, some have festered and rotted, and after the bandages are untied, there is a strong rancid smell again.

Die!He Hui has never hated his sense of smell so much.

He Hui, who wanted to just wash Zac casually, felt a little desperate when he saw the third streak of foam on the hair of the boy with odd-color pupils but was still black.

He Hui didn't care about the wounds on the boy with heterochromatic pupils, he couldn't die anyway.Fortunately, the young man could endure the pain, except for a few muffled groans, he didn't respond at all.

Finally, the blond boy turned on the water, pressed the boy with heterochromatic eyes into the bathtub, smelled the shampoo and told him: Don't move, you can't get up without my order.

After giving Zac another illusion hint, He Hui went out of the hotel to buy medicine and bandages at the pharmacy.

After rubbing off almost a layer of skin from Zac who had taken a bath, He Hui allowed the boy with heterochromatic pupils to leave the bathroom wearing a bath towel.After drying his hair and drying his body, the blond boy took out a scalpel, lit a candle by the table, and said those two words to Zach again, "Come here."

The boy with heterochromatic pupils, whose thinking was blurred by the illusion, was very obedient. He Hui roasted the scalpel over fire, and cut out the carrion from the soaked wound, and the fresh smell of blood flooded into He Hui's nostrils again.

Before the blood flowed out, He Hui sterilized the wound with alcohol, sprinkled hemostatic medicine and anti-inflammatory medicine, and then wrapped the bandage skillfully.

After all the wounds were treated, Zac had almost returned to his previous full-body bandages.It's just that the current bandage is white and clean, with a faint smell of medicine.

The boy was very thin, so He Hui put on a piece of his own clothes for him.Then he opened the bag he brought back from the 24-hour convenience store, took out a piece of bread and handed it to Zach, "here."

The illusion has long been dispelled, and Zach sat on the sofa blankly.

It's not that he can't feel the pain, but he's used to it.After he killed the couple in the orphanage, he was wanted by the police, and then fled to Heijie stumbling, where he has lingered until now.

Hungry and full, no clothes to keep out the cold, no house to shelter from the wind and rain, he wanders in the dark streets like an undead, and there are many peers like him, but they don't need sympathy, they are survival Competitive relationship, often fighting to the death for a piece of moldy bread.

The wound on his body was numb and itchy, completely different from the previous feeling, but not uncomfortable.

It's not that there are no hospitals in Heijie, it's just that the prices are scary.Zack once heard the doctor's account when picking up bandages in the garbage dump behind a clinic, "If the wound itches, it means it's almost healed."

Deceiving.

He once saw a person covered in bugs rolling around in a corner, screaming that it was itchy and painful, and then when he passed by the next day, the person died.

Itching, he had felt it in his own wounds.Yellow fluid flowed from the wound, the color of the flesh changed, and it smelled bad.Zach could only wrap it round and round with the second-hand bandages he picked up.

He thought of the man who died in "The Itch."

Is he dying too?

Then, as if in a dream, he changed into a set of clean clothes and sat in a clean place, the wound on his body was numb. The blond boy who was pressing his head handed him a piece of bread.

The boy with heterochromatic pupils chewed mechanically, and suddenly felt a little enlightened.

Ah, it really was a dream, he couldn't even taste the bread.

Drowsiness struck, Zach closed his eyes, fell on the sofa and fell into a deep sleep.

Mori Ogai will definitely not treat Hehui badly. In the past half a year since the death of the former leader, almost all the external income of Hong Kong and Black comes from Hehui.The hotel he booked for He Hui was a deluxe single room, although it had a couch, office desk and chairs, and even brought its own refrigerator... But there was only one bed in the single room.

Now that Zach is sleeping directly on the sofa, then there is no need to talk nonsense later, congratulations?

Zach fell into a deep sleep, and when he opened his eyes, he was dazed by the environment around him.This decoration, this room, this sofa...everything is damn familiar.

Isn't he... dreaming?

Looking around, there was no one there, and the blond boy from yesterday wasn't there either...

He remembered that a blind old man took him home before, and when he woke up, the old man was gone.

So this is...a safe haven for the night...?

The wound on his body was still numb, making him want to scratch it a little, but more importantly, there was a different kind of comfort.

Then...he should leave.

Walking to the door step by step, Zach slowly stretched out his hand to the doorknob lock, Obsidian's right eye was full of indifference and carelessness.

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