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Death in White (3)

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Akutagawa has lived in the darkest corner of the world for 15 years, and his murderous heart breeds in the darkness, and he let him cultivate and grow.

But he swears that for 15 years, he has always wanted to kill, but he has never wanted to kill like today.

After many fights, he finally discovered Xia Jiang's hidden attributes—this is a little green tea whore with inconsistent words and deeds, she is hypocritical, she is cunning, and there is a poisonous juice under her pretty appearance.

"Akutagawa, don't do anything to doctors anymore." Zhong also said, "If you want to practice, there are plenty of masters in the port organization. Don't make things difficult for a doctor."

Unconvinced, Akutagawa turned his head away, opened the door of the medical room and left.

Zhong also heard Xia Jiang who was standing beside him let out a long breath, it seemed that she was really frightened by Akutagawa.However, Xia Jiang still put on a calm look, from pulling paper on the table to wipe her nose, to opening the medicine cabinet to take medicine, her hands and feet were neat and neat, and she did not see the influence of Akutagawa's appearance at all.

Xia Jiang packed cold medicine in a handbag, and handed Zhong Ye a box of granules.

Zhong Ye asked, "This is?"

"Isatidis, enhance immunity." Xia Jiang said: "The flu season is coming soon, seniors should also pay attention to their health."

"Ah, thank you." Zhong also thanked, while thinking about when he was sick last time.

He rarely gets colds and flus, presumably due to the benefits of regular exercise, . . . maybe because he's not human.

Zhong also couldn't figure out what kind of thoughts he was harboring, he didn't reveal the fact that he wouldn't get sick, and accepted Xia Jiang's concern.He also had to admit that the feeling of being cared for as an ordinary person was actually very warm and comfortable.

After Xia Jiang took the medicine, he turned around and left the medical room.

Zhong also followed her out, watched her lock the door of the medical room, and asked, "Are you going out to work today?"

"It's just some trivial tasks." Xia Jiang replied: "The generation in Kanto has been very uneasy recently."

Zhong Ye asked, "Oh, is it related to my wife's family?"

There is a reason why Zhong also asks this question.

Ever since my wife's family and the Golden Clan Feishiyuan reached a certain relationship, this family that has been dormant for a long time has been active on the stage frequently, causing waves from time to time.

The frequent actions of my wife's family have attracted the attention of the government.

And the small families who were struggling to survive in the dark seemed to think that the opportunity had finally come when my wife's family and the government were in conflict.Taking advantage of the chaotic situation, these guys jumped out of the water one after another, and made their mark in the Kanto region. They wanted to follow the example of the port mafia and take advantage of the chaos to achieve a great cause.

The interests of the underworld are sometimes chained.

Some people are too stupid, these messy little tricks, from time to time, will destroy the port mafia's detailed plans.

The Port Mafia | The Hand has been busy cleaning up the idiots recently. They are still surviving with their tails between their legs, careful not to attract the attention of the government, to prevent being taken away in one go.How can Mori Ogai's port mafia grow stronger through hard work, destroyed by these foolish actions?

Xia Jiang said lightly: "It's not that serious, it's just a small fight."

Right.

It is not Xia Jiang's turn to deal with matters related to my wife's family.

Even so, Chuya was still worried: "Is it really all right if you still go to work when you are sick?"

"It doesn't matter." Xia Jiang paused and said, "You can't give up the mission because of a cold, right?"

She said goodbye to Zhongya lightly, and took the elevator downstairs.

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A training field was built on the second basement floor of the Port Mafia | Hand Party subsidiary building. This field is probably prepared for people who use swords, and a scarecrow is supported at a certain distance.

Akutagawa usually trains here.

The boy manipulated the clothes, supported by the black cloth, and quickly moved across the field, circling between the scarecrows.

"It's too slow! It's not enough!" Dazai stood at a slightly higher place, looking down at the rushing figure in the training ground, his face was covered by the darkness. "If this is actual combat, are you going to use this speed to send yourself up to the enemy?"

Chuya turned his head and asked, "Hey, Dazai, are you too Spartan?"

The Bandage Waste Device seemed unaware of its actions: "Is there?"

"Don't you have any points yourself? Akutagawa is probably nervous and needs to vent his nerves, and he will go to the doctor every now and then."

Dazai blinked blankly, then he slightly raised the corners of his lips, showing a smile in the darkness.

"Really? I don't know at all." Holding the railing, he shouted to Akutagawa below: "Akutagawa, double the amount of training today!"

Zhong Ye: "..."

He couldn't tell whether Dazai was educating Akutagawa or taking revenge on Xia Jiang.

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Tokyo.

The tall, tea-haired girl carried a suitcase and walked into a bar in the red light district.

She dresses conservatively and looks like a schoolgirl who shouldn't be in a red-light district.However, many people like this recently, and Xia Jiang's incompatibility in the red light district has become a chic seduction.

He is 1.8 meters tall, has a slender waist and long legs, and has a beautiful face... For the gray industry, Xiajiang is a very good "commodity".

From the moment she walked into the bar, there were many eyes on her, like chewed gum, wet, sticky and disgusting.

Xia Jiang didn't care about these gazes, walked slowly into the designated booth, and sat down gracefully.She put the box on the small table and fiddled with the combination lock with her fingertips.

The brown-haired girl fiddled with the box with lowered eyebrows and eyes. She pursed her lips, looking serious and quiet.She seemed unaffected by the noise around her at all, as if the world she lived in was silent and peaceful.

The waiter came over with a round iron tray and said politely, "Miss, that gentleman invites you to drink."

In the light, crystal clear ice cubes float in a bubbly liquid that looks like a glass of Coca-Cola, seemingly innocuous.

Following the guidance of the waiter, Xia Jiang looked to the side of the bar.

That's her mission target, Makoto Kihara, a cowherd who is sought after by thousands of girls-this is his current occupation, he used to be a member of the port mafia.

When the bad old man, the leader of the previous generation, was still alive, Makoto Muhara used his stupid orders to achieve his own interests.After Mori Ogai took office, this person aroused the dissatisfaction of the Xiandai faction several times, and after being suppressed several times, he disappeared with his money.

And now, this Kihara Makoto reappeared, also with a hint of luck to profit from the chaos.He is reselling some of the old materials of the port mafia, and at the same time, he is also collecting information on many underworlds and mediating among several forces.

He delivered it to the door himself, and things were much easier.

Xia Jiang picked up the wine glass and touched the rim of the glass with his lips.

Kihara Makoto glanced over casually, with a playful smile on his face - he was waiting for the girl with the suitcase to drink the mojito.The tea-haired girl suddenly put down the cup. She seemed to have received the news, and took out her mobile phone from her pocket. The bright light of the screen was very conspicuous in the bar.

Xia Jiang poked on the phone for a while, then put it on the table.

She picked up the mojito again, tilted her head back and took a swig.

Kihara Makoto jumped off the high stool and walked towards her with a wine glass.This cunning old fox, if he didn't see that the other party had stepped into his trap, he wouldn't have taken an extra step.

"Beautiful lady." Mu Yuancheng sat down opposite Xia Jiang, looked at the half-open suitcase, and asked clearly: "Are you from the port mafia?"

Xia Jiang's face was gradually flushed with blush, and his eyes were blurred.

He stretched out his hand, crossed the table, and grabbed the tea-haired girl's delicate jaw.

At this time, a white light suddenly appeared from behind the deck, and the silver-white blade flipped gently, cutting off the rude hand.

"Ahhhh-"

Screams rang out in the bar.

Xia Jiang lowered his head and lay limply on the table, another person's voice came faintly from the phone.

"Xia Jiang, Xia Jiang? How are you, talk, hello!"

Xia Jiang's voice was very weak, like a candle that was about to go out: "Senior...help me..."

Before Chuya could figure out the situation, he heard a messy voice and an angry roar: "Police, don't move!"