king of yokohama

You know better than anyone the truth that you must first settle down if you want to fight against the outside world.

Now that the internal organization has been stabilized, you will proceed as planned to stabilize the city of Yokohama before sacking the city and plundering Vongola, wielding a butcher's knife to kill all organizations or individuals who dare to hinder the development of the port mafia.

Heads rolled and blood flowed like rivers.

Kill them to be afraid of you, fear you, fear you, and respect you three points in everything.

After the heads you harvested in the inner world were enough to pile up into a ten-meter-high Jingguan, the official people finally couldn't sit still, and stopped treating this as a small matter of local forces, and specially sent envoys to warn you to stop.

But it has never been your style to kill people without making up for them.Don't chase after the poor, or beat the dog in the water, you have a sense of proportion.

It is not a warning at the national level.You calmly ignored those politicians/politicians based in Yokohama, let them jump on their feet, and continued to go their own way, until you were happy to see your dog-eat-dog, non-helping officials couldn't bear the pressure and sent elites from the Supernatural Secret Service to negotiate with you. You just met with that elite in the midst of your busy schedule.

Let his tongue shine like a lotus flower, and you are still unmoved.

The tea from the Ability Secret Service Division is not bad.Feeling the temperature of the tea from the fingertips across the teacup, you squinted your eyes slightly, with a warm and harmless smile on your lips, and interrupted the other party rudely, "Mr. Sakaguchi, have you ever regretted it? "

The sound of young people seriously and rigorously explaining the pros and cons stopped abruptly.

"..." Ango Sakaguchi, who was kneeling opposite you, was silent for a moment, adjusted his glasses and asked, the pupils under the transparent lenses seemed to be eternally calm and rational, "Is this a problem with the leader of the port mafia? "

"No, it's just a little curiosity of mine." Asked as Oda Sakunosuke's creditor.

Your fingertips carelessly caressed the white porcelain teacup in your hand, and unscrupulously looked at the young man opposite you with probing eyes. You had to admit that his kneeling posture was so standard that it could be compared to the illustrations in etiquette textbooks. Can't fault it either.

"Sadness and pain are the flowers of life." In addition, Ango Sakaguchi answered you, but it seems that the answer is not what you asked.

"Perhaps." You seemed to brush the topic indifferently, your red eyes glowing brightly, and asked again, "Mr. Sakaguchi thinks that if the port mafia attacks the Special Forces Division by any means, how many days will it take to take down this stronghold?"

"You are too arrogant." How dare you say such words in front of the person in charge of the Supernatural Secret Service Section.

Ango Sakaguchi has never underestimated women, and never thought that women are kind, weak, peace-loving and emotional animals, but when he looks at you now, he feels a little incomprehensible.He doesn't believe that you who came to power in that way would be a reckless man, but you who have always acted in a strong fighting style have acted so boldly.

"Dazai-kun said similar things to me before I came to power." Your tone was indifferent, without any fluctuation in your voice, "You three are worthy of being good friends."

Ango Sakaguchi was silent again.

"Actually, I don't want to kill so many people, but those people always block my way." You calmly stared into the distance, and said in a gentle and gentle tone, "Don't worry, Mr. Sakaguchi, it will be over soon. "After you completely eliminate those who don't know good and bad, you will definitely order to stop.

Neither of you mentioned the constraints of the law, because your respective organizations have already turned the law into the best weapon in the struggle against each other.

However, the actions of the port mafia did not harm civilians. The reason why the officials saw the behavior of the port mafia taking civilians as hostages was actually just a means to attract the attention of the enemy. Perhaps the people of insight on the official side have seen After this point, but they also have to be led by your nose, otherwise the public opinion of Hong Kong and black citizens will be enough to overwhelm them.

Furthermore, you can accept killing to achieve a certain purpose, but you can't accept killing based on personal preference.

"I know that Mr. Sakaguchi may be very unconvinced, thinking about the profound background of the Supernatural Secret Service, why is it so unbearable in my mouth." You smiled, "In recent years, the Supernatural Secret Service has shown its sharpness and recruited too many capable people. Soldiers serving the country have become a sharp sword in the hands of the officials to deter organizations of illegal and supernatural beings. It is a pity that not everyone is as determined as you."

Faith is in front of the lives of themselves and their relatives and friends, and most people will choose the former.You just used a little trick to make a large number of grassroots members of the Supernatural Secret Service Division who are not valued by the high-level people defect.As for the enemy's elite, even if they betray you, you won't use them. Who knows if they will be a trap for the enemy. It's better to let them become the hosts of the Sons of Sin Song and be controlled by you.

"Ah, I almost forgot." As you said to yourself, you suddenly clenched your left hand and tapped it on the palm of your right hand cutely, as if you remembered something important, and complained half-truth, "I met a People, it seems to be a colleague of Mr. Sakaguchi, really, why did you get lost and come here to the port mafia?"

Ango Sakaguchi, who was listening to you carefully, finally showed a look of surprise.

You clapped your hands lightly, and there were other noises in the room that was so silent that you could hear a pin drop on the ground.At the door of the box, two men in black pushed a young man in a traditional men's kimono in.

It's all Zen.

Yokohama is like a figure of the Buddha.Before the Dongchuang incident happened, who would have known that he was sent to Fengyue as an undercover agent ten years ago?Or as a gift to the higher-ups of the Port Mafia.Unexpectedly, it fell into your hands by accident.

No wonder he was able to take away the only girl among the five orphans Mori Ogai wanted to get rid of around Oda Sakunosuke, and let her grow up safely.You lifted the teacup to your lips, looked down at the tea leaves floating on the water in the cup, and breathed lightly childishly.

Seeing the ups and downs of the rootless duckweed-like tea leaves, you lower your head, remembering when you began to investigate the internal personnel of the organization, half-paid and asked quietly, "Does Mr. Sakaguchi know this person? "

In this position, everyone is a shameless person, even if they look like dogs, they must be well-dressed.

But you just want to strip everyone's clothes, revealing a side that is worse than animals, and bring those dirty and ulterior things to the table.

"do not know."

Sakaguchi Ango's expression remained unchanged, but he kept his original cold answer.

It's not that he is cold-blooded, but from the first day of spy/spy training, their instructors told them that if their identities were leaked during the mission, the officials would not admit any of their identities and all the enemy's accusations.

Hearing such words, the corners of your lips twitched suddenly, but you quickly disappeared your smile, and instead of looking at the reaction of the person kneeling on the ground, you said cheerfully, "Since Mr. Sakaguchi doesn't know you, then you can only follow the I'm done with the rules of the port mafia."

Anyone who trespasses on the headquarters of Hong Kong gangsters will be killed.

You are not some kind of female devil who will order to kill all cats and dogs who stray in by mistake.It's just that Zen is different, his identity is undercover.

You hate being undercover so much.

Perhaps Ango Sakaguchi felt that even if you found out that Zen was an undercover agent sent by the Supernatural Secret Service, you would not kill Zen.It's not that you don't dare, but that it's unnecessary for you to do so.It's better to return the person to the Supernatural Secret Service Division and sell favors, just like the former leader Mori Ogai has always done.

So you smiled softly.

Seeing you smile, the demon knife crime song guarding behind you moved.

The crimson blade flashed.

Heads fall.

Magnificent and extraordinary blood gushes out from the bowl-sized incision of the young man's broken neck like a fountain. It is worthy of being the cruelest color in the world, and it is frighteningly coquettish.

You stand on the sidelines.

Since the establishment of an unwritten rule, the Port Mafia and the Supernatural Secret Service have been established for nearly a hundred years, and the first person to break the rule appeared.

Hua Xinfeng, the third-generation leader of the port mafia, is an unruly person.

Even under the watchful eyes of everyone, in front of Ango Sakaguchi, the head of the Supernatural Secret Service, and politicians who kept an eye on the on-site negotiations through micro-monitors/monitors, the undercover agent of the Supernatural Secret Service was executed by shooting.

People who don't follow the rules are terrible.

Because no one knows what crazy things you can do.

Sakaguchi Ango lost his voice for a moment.And those high-ranking official officials whose sons of a thousand gold can't sit still are completely shocked by your tyranny.

They have perfectly received the signal you want to instill in them, thinking that you dare to kill anyone and do anything.

The Supernatural Secret Service is on the side of suppression, and the Port Mafia is on the side of liberation. When the two collide, conflicts will inevitably arise.And you have never thought of resolving this conflict peacefully, so coming here this time is nothing more than an open and aboveboard afternoon call.

You stand up calmly, smoothing the wrinkles on the hem of your clothes, even if your movements are casual, you still have the elegance of flowing clouds and flowing water.

Neither you nor Ango Sakaguchi can represent the side of justice.Only the final victor is qualified to represent justice. No matter how despicable the means are, they can be forgiven, and no matter how bloody the process is, they can whitewash the peace.

You passed the corpse lying in a pool of blood, and you didn't give him a look, just glanced in a certain direction.

Not far away, a three-digit string was dropped, and a lifelike cornflower was carved on it, blooming in blood.It was the meeting gift you gave him when you first listened to Zen playing the piano when you were young, and it has just been broken into two pieces with the fall of its owner's body.

You look away, feeling calm.

This is how it feels to kill someone in front of everyone.

It turns out that you personally execute the people around you, watching the blood sprayed by him and the gradually cooling corpses, watching those high-ranking people who are frightened and angry but can only let you do whatever you want, this is the feeling.

I don't know who said it, but in this world, killing is the only thing that has no turning back, like a never-ending abyss.

addictive.