king of yokohama

The sky was filled with dark clouds, and the howling wind blew the towering buildings in the distance.

A dazzling white lightning cut through the night without warning like a sharp knife out of its sheath, followed by rolling thunder and silence for a long while, and the torrential rain flooded the road crazily, converging into a torrent.

Just got out of the hospital and encountered such weather.You raised your head slightly, looked at the thunder and lightning, and didn't want to wait for the car stopped on the road to come to the hospital to pick you up, so you sent a message to Ling directly, and walked into the rain holding an umbrella.

The scarlet Tang umbrella with flying white cherry blossoms is elegant and natural. It is not like a rain gear, but like a piece of art displayed in a museum. It is exquisite and fragile, and it is doubtful whether it can withstand the torrential rain.

You are wearing a knee-length black dress and carrying a pair of high-heeled sandals in your hands. You are playing in the water like a child and walking on the road. The icy cold rainwater flows over your ankles, which is quite leisurely.

Suddenly, you stopped, quietly catching a certain sound mixed with the sound of rain.

The sound of children running in panic.

The girl in the red kimono tightly clutched a mobile phone hanging around her neck with her right hand, her pretty face was bloodless, it was unknown whether it was because of the cold or fear, her purple hair tied in two strands was wet Sticking to the side of the neck, the whole body is already wet/soaked, but still rushing staggeringly into the torrential rain, looking back in panic from time to time, but forgetting to pay attention to the road in front of you, it is about to hit you.

Although you could dodge it, you let the purple-haired little girl crash into your arms, gently stretched out your arms and put your arms around her trembling shoulders. The impetus of coming seems to have no effect on you.

"Are you okay?" You asked softly.

After realizing that she had bumped into someone, the girl raised her head nervously, a pair of blue eyes shone faintly on her snow-white face covered with rain, and realized that the person she accidentally bumped into was just a gentle big sister , the hope in her eyes dimmed, and she shook her head.

"Little devil! Stop!"

The vicious voices of two women came from a certain direction.Feeling that the voice is a bit familiar, you turned your head and saw that it was Qianjia and Zhenzhen among the backstreet sisters you sent to work in the logistics department. Little girl prepares to struggle for a move.

Seeing the weakness of the other party's body, it will hurt her when you pester her, so you let go of it.The purple-haired girl easily broke free from your hand, and felt that you were just an ordinary person. She said "Thank you" in a low voice, and ran away from you, but she slipped and fell into the stagnant water without paying attention. .

Is this because he doesn't want his affairs to hurt strangers?

You have a good impression of the girl you met by chance. With a thought in your mind, you held an umbrella to the side of the girl who fell in the rain, and squatted down to help her. However, the little girl was quite stubborn and pushed you hard, trying to keep you away from her. point.

"Leave me alone, you go!" Her bright blue eyes were moist, and her tone was very eager.

You couldn't help but smile, stood up and faced the two people who were chasing the little girl in front of you, and tilted the umbrella in your hands towards the little girl who was still lying on the ground, so that your shoulders exposed outside the umbrella were quickly drenched A large area was wet, and the hair on the shoulders was also moisturized.

Seeing that it was you who was blocking the way, Qianjia and Zhenli slammed on the brakes, and immediately bowed 180° and saluted, "Big sister!"

"You guys..." You glanced at the two teasers lightly, your eyes hinted at probing, and then fell on the trembling girl beside you, if it wasn't for knowing that the backstreet sisters don't have the tools to commit crimes, you You must misunderstand that they are bullying men and women behind your back, "What are you doing?"

Seeing that the two chasing you were so respectful to you, the purple-haired girl raised her head to look at you in astonishment, and met your probing eyes, with a teardrop on her long eyelashes.You gave her a comforting smile, thinking that this child is destined for you.

"Big Sister, this is a new orphan adopted by the organization. For some reason, she was unwilling to accept today's training, and sneaked out while my third child and I were drinking, coughing, coughing, and drinking tea. "Truth is also a little puzzled when it comes to this, their training base is not to say that it is hidden, and it is definitely not easy to escape, but let such a delicate little girl run out.

You thought about the way out from the training base, and felt that this little girl was really talented, so you asked with great interest, "What's her name? How old is she?"

"Quan Jinghua. Eight years old." Qianjia, who was in charge of the registration of newcomers, replied in a straightforward manner.

Eight years old... Thinking that you were almost eight years old when you officially joined the port mafia, you asked again, "How is the usual training?"

"Excellent performance. It's just..." Truth hesitated, and said the reason, "She refused to kill." This is really not good news for the Mafia, even if the talent is excellent, it is useless not to dare to kill.

The little girl sitting on the ground lowered her head, her bangs covered her eyes and she couldn't see her expression clearly, but her hand holding the mobile phone was clenched more and more tightly, and veins could be vaguely seen on the back of her hand.

"Is that so..."

The sound of rainwater hitting the umbrella gradually became quieter and became pattering, you pondered for a moment, then subconsciously held the handle of the bamboo umbrella, gently rotated the umbrella surface to shake off the accumulated rain on the edge of the umbrella, "You guys go to work first. Give it to me, and come to me to lead someone later.”

"Yes!"

Qianjia and Zhenzhen, who were wearing men's black suits, straightened their backs and saluted you in a dignified manner. They really didn't care about the little girl sitting on the ground, but really listened to you.

After the two of them left, you were too lazy to take it, and threw the obstructing shoes in the grass at random, and simply threw the umbrella to the girl who looked like a homeless bunny on the ground, and stretched out your umbrella to her. hands, and asked softly, "Can you stand up?"

Somewhere, I felt that an important turning point had taken place in my original destiny, because of being treated so tenderly suddenly, the purple-haired and blue-eyed girl had red eyes, raised her sleeves in a panic and wiped her eyes indiscriminately, with tears on her face Still rain.

"No, hiccup! Look at me..." Feeling ashamed, she hiccupped sobbing, which sounded so pure and lovely.

In order to avoid embarrassing the other party even more, you withdraw your hand, stand beside her holding an umbrella for her, stare straight ahead at the street washed by the fading rain, and respond solemnly, "Okay. I won't look at you, I will look at you." Rain." But the smile couldn't help overflowing to the corners of the eyes and brows, and even the voice was soft.

The little girl was very stubborn and got up from the ground by herself.You helped her up and took advantage of the situation to hold her hand, thinking about it.It seems that she is not an orphan whose parents died at birth, and there must be some secrets hidden in her.

You have touched many girls' hands, you can tell the difference between carefully maintained, unmaintained and naturally delicate hands.It is actually impossible to compare the hands of girls in the slums with those of girls who were pampered and spoiled by their parents, and beauties are also divided into grades.

Can a hand cream worth ten yuan be the same as a hand cream worth 10 yuan?Can the hand used to hold a gun and kill people be the same as the hand with ten fingers that do not touch the spring water?

Differences in social class have completely different effects. A real rich girl can see many ways with a simple hand.

"Let's go."

You held the little girl's hand without letting go, and the adult woman's palm easily wrapped the other's little hand, conveying a warm to scorching temperature.

"Where to go?"

After calming down, I also understand that you will not send yourself back to that place full of competition and killing. The eight-year-old girl asked calmly like a little adult. You are holding one hand, and the other hand is not idle. She was holding on tightly to the mobile phone that seemed to be very important to her.

"go home with me."

You said lightly, looking down at Quan Jinghua with a love that was so calm that it was almost cold.

A few days later, Ling Chuan received a document stating Quan Jinghua's life experience.

So it has supernatural powers... You sit on the sofa, close your phone and put it aside after reading the information, caressing your lower lip with your index finger, with a thoughtful expression on your face.

By the way, you, sister Hongye, and Jinghua, all three of them have Yasha, what a coincidence.Since Jinghua is also a supernatural person, she cannot be trained in the same way as ordinary Hong Kong black members.

Ryunosuke is your vicious dog, your sharpest minion, and your vanguard to expand your territory.Maybe he can teach Kyoka something to survive in the world of the mafia.

Just thinking about the feasibility of the matter, you see a girl in a brand new red kimono walking towards you with a plate of crepes, and the mobile phone is still hanging around her neck.Because I don't know what you like, she prepared a serving of all kinds of flavors.

"Teacher," she called you at your request, "Try it."

You came back from your own thoughts, looked at the bright, soft and innocent smile, did not refuse, took a piece of orange peel crepe, shredded sweet orange peel and sweetened orange juice shochu flavored together very good.

You can't resist grabbing another classic crème fraiche smoked salmon crepe and it's settled in a few bites.You don't need to do it yourself, Quan Jinghua, who seemed to have awakened some strange attribute, offered you a tissue.

In an island country, it makes no sense that a child raised by a well-to-do upper-class family cannot play tennis...

"Today I'll teach you how to practice a gun. Let's go." You stroked the girl's soft hair, and said gently but could not refuse.

The little girl who has stopped being on guard against you due to various reasons in the past few days was obviously stunned, and there was a lingering melancholy in her blue eyes.If you hadn't just seen the power of Yasha Baixue in the data, you would almost be confused by her sense of being just an ordinary girl.

You take out a silver-white /pist/gun tailored for the other party and hand it to her.Quan Jinghua pursed her lips, lowered her head and did not answer.

What's going on, it's all right if Oda Sakunosuke is like this, is it the same for the disciple he fancy?You were slightly distracted, raised your eyebrows to hide the darkness in your eyes, and said casually, "What? Doesn't Jinghua want to completely control Yasha Baixue after she has successfully trained?"

As for the fact that the other party's parents died at the hands of Yasha Baixue, but they were not killed by Yasha Baixue, it is not the time to let the weak opponent know.

"...I think." Quan Jinghua bit her lower lip and answered with a small fist.As a child with an unstable temperament, she is really easily persuaded by your few words.

These days you also feel the other person's yearning for a peaceful and happy life, but now is not the time.

In your opinion, you are very similar to Quan Jinghua.

It's been 18 years since Kawasaki.

You went from a child whose parents were abused/killed but could do nothing, to now a well-known White Yaksha in the mafia circle. You have experienced too much, and you don’t want to repeat your past hardships when you meet someone close to you, so that In addition to harvesting a few sighs, it is actually meaningless.

You killed Yahuayong with your own hands, and Rei Amano stood in the way on the road to revenge, eradicating the enemy on the surface, but the black hand behind the scenes who never showed up is still waiting for an opportunity.You are far from the time when you can stop your progress, take a break, and continue to fight.

You think that Quan Jinghua, like you, shouldn't be dazzled by the momentary calm in front of her eyes, the most important thing is to enrich herself from all aspects.

"Jinghua, you have to remember that people like us who have lost their parents are destined not to be accompanied by people who can lose their temper unscrupulously. We have to make unimaginable efforts to get some something that arrived."

You said cruelly, you didn't take back the action of handing the gun, squinting your eyes so you can't see the emotion in your pupils, but the brows are full of indifference.

"Before you can fully control your abilities, the gun is a very practical tool. It can give you the ability to resist fate. So, don't be afraid or worry when you hold the gun. What you take away is The life of an enemy who wants to hurt you, and no one will blame you for killing someone who deserves to be killed."

It can't be said whether it is chicken soup for the soul or brainwashing, but you are unexpectedly patient with Quan Jinghua.Waiting for the little girl who seemed to be moved to take the gun from your hand, and continued with a smile.

"Why do you have to hurt others?" Seemed to be in a dead end, Quan Jinghua's blue eyes showed a look of bewilderment, filled with a layer of mist.

"To protect yourself." Because you have no similar experience, you subconsciously imitate Ozaki Koyo's affectionate expression when he hugged you, and raised the hand that was not holding the gun, caressing the girl's delicate cheek.

"I know that Jinghua is a gentle and kind boy, and he will definitely be able to control the weapon by himself. I assure you that the tasks assigned to you in the future will kill the people who deserve to be killed, and will never shoot innocent people. There is no turning back for people like us It can be seen that the only thing Jinghua has to do is to use the guns and bullets in her hands to kill all those who try to drag you into hell, so as to protect herself."

Your attitude is very sincere, and your tone emphasizes the phrase "protect yourself".There's nothing a girl should do more than protect herself in this wrong world.

When a person's life has undergone a huge change in a certain direction, he will hate his former self.You are.The same should be true of Jinghua. Although she is very good now, you think she can become better. You must not let such a good seedling become a slave of the moral system in your hands.

"But, but..." Quan Jinghua stared into your eyes, still did not take the gun in your hand, but asked half-understood, "wouldn't that be lonely?"

"..."

As if you were thinking, you paused for a moment before saying softly. "Compared to loneliness, it is more important to settle the past for the future."

What a frighteningly sensitive child.

You put the gun into the girl's small, callous-free hand, and a look that was darker than the haze flashed in your purplish-red eyes that were lowered and raised again, but your voice was unbelievably gentle.

"Jinghua, do you understand?"