The night is cold as water.

The whole of Yokohama was quiet and not as noisy as before.

Human beings who are still alive are huddled in houses, not daring to vent their atmosphere.

Part of it is because of the large-scale and extremely destructive explosion that happened not long ago, and the other part is because some people live in a good location, plus the recent accidents have tensed their nerves, and how strong their perception of danger is. A little later, they were stunned to discover Yokohama's famous "sight spot" - a tall standing building, its glass facade gradually washed from the inside by a dull color.

Putangai's blood.

Obviously because of the cover of night, the people who lived on the upper floors peeking out from behind the closed curtains could not see all this clearly, but the innate intuition of creatures terrified them.

Something big enough to affect their daily lives is happening.

Port Mafia Headquarters.

"The bright moon, and this beautiful view," stood on the top floor of the building, San Riyue's white fingertips resting on the one-way viewing glass, "This trip is worthwhile."

Hachisuka shook the blade that was not stained with blood at all, and said angrily: "If you want to see it, you can stay here, as long as you don't get caught by the people who are still beating below, you can come here however you like. I'll go up first Round with the master."

After speaking, he ignored the man lying alone on the ground, turned around and left without hesitation.

Sanriyue smiled and said nothing.

At this time, the last member of the "boss-cutting" team who managed to squeeze in with great effort—Imaken—rumpted through the ring, took out a clean towel, and trotted over.

"Mikazuki, stop irritating Hachisuka."

Dressed gorgeously, he couldn't tell at all that a few minutes ago, the young man who killed the target with a single knife and was half a point faster than Hachisuka and even Imaiken said innocently: "Where did I provoke him? Stand tall and look good." Far, even the scenery is more beautiful, isn’t it true that you can get it?”

Can't be angry, can't be angry, this is my brother...

Jinjian repeatedly hypnotized himself in his heart, and then suppressed the disappointment and unwillingness.

None of them expected that the port mafia and several other secret organizations would clash today. The boss of the port mafia also gave full play to his subjective initiative, so he set up doubts and sent out his usual bodyguards. They three blades picked up a leak.

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