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At this time, Mr. Hongxiang had finished his report with the King of Gold, and he and Suehiro Tiechang were gnawing on the fragrant bone-in meat, passing through the back mountain of U-17.

"Ah." Hongxiang suddenly stopped the output of the fire of dead energy, and landed on the branch of a tall tree.

Suehiro Tiechang, who was running in the dense forest, also stopped the car, and looked up at the blond young man on a high place. You don't need to look down to know that Suehiro's Hanhan must have shown the silly expression of "what's the matter with you" again.

"Someone's breathing, the cliff in the southeast, about 25 people."

Su Guangtiechang waited for a while, then jumped onto the tall tree in three steps and two steps, and squatted on the branch, "There were more people a few days ago."

It is about more than 60 high school students who did not grab the ball the day before yesterday. They climbed the cliff and went to the head coach Irumo Mifune for special hell training.

"No." The blond youth's blue eyes turned cool, "There are more than ten people under the cliff, not the training camp."

The wings of his nostrils moved, and Hong Xiang's expression became serious, "It smells like shit, they brought guns!"

Before the words fell, the figure of the blond youth disappeared.

Judging from the smell in the air, the dozen or so people had obviously fired, but he and Suehiro Tieshang didn't hear the sound immediately, did they fire?

The hound's figure moved quickly with Hong Xiang, and soon the two of them reached the bottom of the cliff.

A few black figures moved furtively in the dense forest, the cover of the night did not have much effect, and the other party was clearly exposed to Hongxiang and Suehiro Tiechang.

"Wearing a mask?" Just as Hong Xiang was wondering, a faint smell of rotten sesame seeds entered his nasal cavity.

Inhalation of anesthetic gas!

The blond young man quickly covered his mouth and nose, and at the same time reminded: "Suehiro, hold your breath."

This gas is heavier than air, and it is distributed under the leeward side of the cliff, so it is not easy to dissipate.Fortunately, Hong Xiang discovered it early, and he was not substantially affected.

But if you are like those masked people, lurking close to the ground and without a gas mask, you will be easily fascinated.

If you hold your breath without breathing, you will lose a channel to grasp information.

Human beings are not nocturnal animals. No matter how good their eyesight is, they are still limited at night.The only thing left usable is hearing.

The blond young man was still squatting on the branch of the tall tree, holding his breath and concentrating, maximizing his hearing.

There are noisy junior high school students on the cliff on the downwind side. Hong Xiang heard Sanada and the others' voices, and those little ghosts will not come to the leeward side for a while, and the people here are probably not here for a group of teenagers playing tennis. Safe for now.

The wind blocked on the leeward side is a bit louder, the rustling of grass under the dense forest, the slightly rapid breathing of the masked man in black, the friction of clothes and bushes when walking, and——

On the ground about 20 meters away from the man in black, there were three even breathing sounds.

Judging from the size and frequency of breathing, it is not a mountain animal like a pheasant or a rabbit, but a human.

Very stable, it seems that he passed out after inhaling anesthetic gas.

Hong Xiang widened his eyes, observing the situation of the grass as comprehensively as possible.

In addition to the weeds overwhelmed by the men in black, there are also a few messy traces. There must have been a struggle, and it may be related to the smell of sex in the distance.

Raising his arm, he gestured towards Suehiro Tiechang who was diagonally behind him, indicating that he would wait and see for a while.

The bushes and bushes in the back mountain were still a bit high, and Hong Xiang couldn't tell who the three people lying on the ground were. He could only vaguely see that one of them was a woman with long purple hair by the moonlight.

He could hear the heartbeat and blood flow of the men in black masks, and Hong Xiang judged their physical abilities. If the man in black wanted to take the lives of the three of them, he was sure he could beat the man in black. before stopping them.

The man in black first turned the purple-haired woman around, as if to determine her appearance.

The leading man in black waved his hand and picked up the purple-haired woman. His movements were not gentle, but not rough.

it looks like—

It was the group of two who fell to the ground that held the companion of the man in black hostage, and the man in black together with his companion captivated them and took his companion back.

But there are also doubts. If the duo who fell to the ground snatched their companions so badly, why did they go to so much trouble to stun them with anesthetic gas?Don't you have a gun? Go straight to the front.

...Maybe it was because he was afraid of accidentally hurting his companions?

The distance was a little far, Hongxiang carefully controlled the balance, surrounded himself and Suguang Tiechang with illusion, tried not to make a sound, and moved to a tree closer to the man in black.

This time the angle changed directly. Originally, the fallen man was covered by the man in black, but now the fallen man was directly in front, and the man in black squatted behind them.

The ochre-haired boy in a black suit lay sideways on the ground, his brows furrowed faintly, it seemed that he realized something was wrong before he fell into a coma, but it was too late.

Another thin man was lying on the ground, and fell into the embrace of Mother Earth at close range, and Hongxiang couldn't see his face.

It was Chuya Zhongya and a passerby.

"Black Wine" knew that Hong Kong and Hei had fighters with supernatural powers, so they didn't plan to fight hard. They played a trick in advance to make the escort unconscious, and then recovered the tequila.

They don't talk about friendly cooperation with Hong Kong and black, and they don't even talk about mutual non-interference. "Black wine" and Hong Kong black are the worst kind. If you steal my resources, I will bite you, but on the surface, you have to pretend that I don't want to talk to you.

Undercover... Maybe the "black wine" has been sent to the gangsters, and if they don't rebound, Mori Ogai will be embarrassed.

[Ethan: What about Mission: Impossible? 】

By the way-

click.

□□loaded and loaded □□, the leading man in black pointed his gun at the two unconscious people on the ground.

Get rid of the two guys who got in the way.

Swish!

The blond youth appeared in front of the man in black holding the gun in an instant, holding the pistol with one hand, red flames burst out and melted the gun body.

The masked man in black was startled, and quickly took two steps back.

"Who?" he asked in a deep voice.

Obviously someone who is against you.

"You don't need to know."

The face of the blond-haired young man was sharp and angular under the moonlight, showing a bit of meanness. Accompanied by his ruthless words, red flames ignited and completely surrounded the men in black.

"Damn it! It's the reinforcements of Hong Kong gangsters, and it's people with supernatural powers!"

Several people in the flames quickly drew their pistols and fired several shots at the wall of fire.Because their guns were all loaded with guns, they did not attract the attention of the middle school students on the cliff.

But it was useless, the bullets couldn't break through the fire wall at all, and they all melted into slag before flying out of the flames.

"Stop making useless struggles." Hong Xiang raised a hand, controlling the encirclement of the flames to shrink slowly, "Those who dare to touch me, I think you have already made up your mind to die."

Wipe-

The sharp blade cut across the wall of fire, cutting a gap.

The brown-haired boy stood opposite, the knife was out of its sheath, and the three moles at the corner of his left eye showed the color of bleeding under the light of the red flame.Suguang Tiechang's amber-gold eyes aimed at the indifferent green pupils of the blond youth.

"You have gone too far, Your Highness."

Bang Xiang's movements stopped.

... Just now, he really wanted to kill.

I really plan to burn these men in black into fertilizer to moisten the land behind the mountain.

——The subconscious mind of Mr. Hehui is already affecting his actions.

Taking advantage of the moment when Hongxiang was stunned, several men in black immediately got out from the gap in the fire wall and started to run.

Hong Xiang also lost the intention of chasing after him. After a while, he took the lead in picking up the fainted brown-haired boy, intending to take him back first.The hound picked up the second one in accordance with the law, and Hong Xiang saw clearly that the passer-by was Ango Sakaguchi, or the "thief" he personally caught.

There is no air circulation on the leeward side, but one night is enough for the anesthetic gas to dissipate, and the impact on the middle school students on the other side of the cliff is minimal.The blond youth walked out of the dense forest on the leeward side with Chuya on his shoulders.

"Thank you just now, Suehiro." Tokogo let out a sigh of relief.

There was no answer behind him.

Hong Xiangxia consciously turned around and took a look, only to find that the brown-haired boy who was still able to do a job just now had puffed cheeks, his cheeks were a little red, and his body was trembling slightly.

"Hold your breath, Suehiro." That's what he had just said.

Cub, you are so obedient, why don't you keep holding your breath until he says it's over?

Sudden heart tired, "Breathe, Suehiro."

"call----"

Hong Xiang: How hypoxic are you! !

Back in the dormitory in secret, only Toko and Suehiro Tetsuno live in the four-person room, and the remaining two beds are just enough for Chuya Nakahara and Ango Sakaguchi to rest.

"Everything is normal, just fell asleep after being anesthetized."

Ango Sakaguchi was originally a "thief", but he was caught by himself. Then he talked with Mori Ogai and became the exclusive intelligence agent of Hong Kong gangsters, only obeying the leader's dispatch.

Nakahara Chuya was originally a "Kanawuzo" of Hongxiang, but was targeted by Osamu Dazai, and even used Hongxiang and Bishuiliu as bait to trick him into Hong Kong gangsters and began to work for Hong Kong gangsters.

Both of these were given to Mori Ogai by Hongxiang for nothing.

Ah... feel tired.

Forget about conspiracy theories.

Two months ago, Osamu Dazai failed to "kill" with a scalpel (obviously a representative of Mori Ogai), and now the two came to the back mountain next to the U-17 training camp (the detailed location Mori Ogai definitely knows ), let Hong Xiang believe that it has nothing to do with Mori Ogai... Really, he couldn't convince himself.

This time is the time for the omnipotent mother to appear on the stage.

"Hi, Fujino-kun." The text message couldn't wake up the sleeping person, so Hongxiang called Brother Xun regardless of the early morning time.

"..." Knowing that every time he called his name, it would be no good to be honored, Fujino Shuren still had to smile patiently and face the young master Hong Kong, "Mr. Hehui, what's wrong?"

"What is Chuya's itinerary for today?"

"...The hostages who escorted the black wine were exchanged with the captured prisoners." Because the memory of Tequila was transplanted to Uryu Miyane, Fujino Shuren was one of the few people who knew that "the Tequila exchanged was actually an undercover agent." people.

"Place?"

Fujino Shuren quickly recalled, "I remember it was the outskirts of Tokyo... ah!" He realized that it was super close to Mr. Hehui's location.

The blond youth's expression turned cold, "Sure enough."

"Thank you Fujino, good night." Hong Xiang hung up the phone.

Fujino on the other side: "..." Mr. Hehui clearly said good night, why is he so disturbed?

Maybe it was because the voice on the phone was a bit noisy. The brown-haired boy on the bed opened his blue eyes, blinked in confusion, and then focused on the blond-haired boy.

"...Boom Township?" Zhongyuan Zhongye's voice was still a little vague and not very clear.

The blond young man raised the bone in his right hand and asked earnestly, "Do you want to eat?"

"……what?"