Mr. Hat's girlfriend is 1.8 meters four

outbreak (2)

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Xia Jiang drew his sword and retracted it, and when the long silver arc lighted up, Xia Jiang was already standing outside the encirclement net of the men in black.The brown-haired girl stepped away, and the subordinates behind her with guns all fell on the carpet.

But there was no blood in the room—Xia Jiang used the back of a knife, and she didn't want to get into more trouble.

After the communication network within the port organization was paralyzed, the elevators stopped, and the various passes were blocked by anti-intrusion security walls, there was only one road left.Xia Jiang pushed open the door of the fire exit and stepped up the stairs.

She walks very fast.

It happened so suddenly, the port mafia had expected that she might run away, but they didn't expect her to come out like this at all.

All of a sudden, everyone was disturbed by this sudden situation. They couldn't stop Xia Jiang at all now—the headquarters of the port organization was completely closed. The only way for them to stop Xia Jiang was to go to the stairs of the fire escape and chase her. Run, but still can't catch up.

Xia Jiang locked the door leading to the stairs.

She lifted her hair and walked towards the helicopter parked on the roof.If a Port Mafia member was here, he would immediately recognize that the helicopter was not owned by the Port Group, neither the model nor the paint was the same.

The helicopter landed on the roof after the Port Mafia signal was disabled.

A man dressed in an ancient samurai costume and a strange pale mask was sitting in the helicopter. After seeing the tea-haired girl approaching, he got up from his seat and knelt down on one knee.

"Miss, we have been waiting for your return." He said: "This moment has finally arrived."

Xia Jiang boarded the helicopter and said, "Go to sea."

At this moment, the door on the roof that was locked by Xia Jiang collapsed, and it was cut by the black cloth.The owner of the ability "Rashomon", Akutagawa came out from the place where the door was removed, and stared fiercely at the helicopter that had already started to take off.

He shouted loudly: "Yuan Xiajiang!"

The voice was angry.

He activated the ability Rashomon, intending to pierce the helicopter.But the people inside the helicopter had expected that before Rashomon touched the helicopter, a shield that could isolate everything had already been put on—this is exactly the superpower of the warrior who came to meet Xia Jiang today.

Xia Jiang stood on the rising helicopter, looking down at the angry man condescendingly.

"My name is not Yuan Xiajiang." Her voice was cold, and she announced to Akutagawa, and also to the entire port mafia below: "My name is——my wife Xia Jiang."

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In the sea near the port of Yokohama, there is a cruise ship floating.

Today's sunshine is very good, seabirds stand on the railing, flapping their wings from time to time.There is a white table on the deck. If you spend tea time here, you will definitely have a very good memory.

Unfortunately, this table is not for afternoon tea.

Mori Ogai, dressed in white with his hair combed back, was sitting here with a calm posture.On the opposite side of him sat a prominent figure, and Ango Sakaguchi, who had already betrayed the organization, was standing behind him.

Mori Ogai smiled kindly: "Ango-kun, long time no see."

An Wu was so nervous that he was about to sweat: "..."

"Thank you for inviting me over, but—" Mori Ogai asked, "Isn't it starting yet?"

"Not all the people are here yet, so you might as well wait a little longer." The chief farmer put away the folding fan in his hand and said, "I heard that he was detained by his unscrupulous boss to work overtime in the office, and he couldn't get away for a while. Mr. Big Brother of the Mafia , please bear with me, after all—”

Mori Ogai: "..."

Wait, it sounds strangely familiar.

The next moment, this sense of familiarity was confirmed.

Wearing a simple yet majestic kimono and gray-blue feathers, a person walked from the other side of the deck.Around the man's waist was a luxurious ancient knife intertwined with gold and blue, which seemed to be a symbol of status.

Yuan Xiajiang, no, she should be called my wife Xiajiang at this time.

The tall, tea-haired girl came slowly and sat down on the white rattan flower chair that the attendant had opened for her.She sits in a row, and there is no lack of dignity and arrogance in her elegant movements, silently demonstrating the weight of her identity that she has only revealed today.

Mori Ogai knew what Chief Farmer had left to say—"After all, you were the unscrupulous boss who detained her in the office."

"This is really terrible." There was a strange smile on Mori Ogai's face, he gently raised his eyelids, and looked at the girl who was handing the phone to Ango. "I never thought that we would meet in this way, Mr. Xia Jiang."

The person accompanying Xia Jiang's back shouted in a majestic voice: "Don't be rude."

Xia Jiangjun, the title Jun is used by superiors to subordinates, and by seniors to young people.Although my wife Natsue is young, it is obvious that Mori Ogai cannot call Natsue that way on this occasion.

When being scolded face to face, Mori Ogai would usually use his words to sarcastically return.But today, he can only keep his mouth shut and choose to remain silent.

Xia Jiang has two rows of followers behind him, the left row is the masked warrior of my wife's family, and the right row is the Feishiyuan rabbit of the Golden Clan.

Mori Ogai really couldn't provoke her today.

"Anwu, you don't need to check your phone, just throw it into the sea." Xia Jiang said, "It won't be necessary in the future."

Mori Ogai changed his words: "Miss my wife, I have another question I want to ask—how did you leave under the heavy defense of the port organization headquarters?"

Xia Jiang said indifferently: "You will find out when you go back."

The atmosphere on this cruise ship is terrifying—the three bosses sitting at the table look relaxed, but every sentence has a deep meaning, and there is a strong smell of gunpowder, which may detonate at any time.

An Wu pushed his glasses and wiped the sweat off his forehead.

With great difficulty, he found the opportunity to interject: "Then, please get to the point—"

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It's a deal between the Port Mafia and the Special Agents.

In exchange for the annihilation of the foreign supernatural organization mimic that invaded Yokohama, Mori Ogai obtained a protective talisman from the head of the supernatural secret service department that can prevent the port mafia from shrinking back and forth in these troubled years—a special ability Opening license.

After the transaction was completed, Chief Taneda boarded the helicopter and returned to the headquarters in Tokyo from the cruise ship.

Satisfied, Mori Ogai put away the black envelope containing the license. He looked up at Xia Jiang with sharp eyes: "The next step is to talk to my wife."

He said: "Miss my wife did not hesitate to infiltrate the Port Mafia personally. What is she trying to obtain? The Port Mafia | Hand Party not only did not suffer any losses during your infiltration, but also benefited a lot. In the end, they got it smoothly. Ability to open a license."

Xia Jiang half closed his eyes and did not answer his words.

Mori Ogai: "This behavior is undoubtedly giving up my position in the underworld. Could it be that my wife's family is planning to form an alliance with the port mafia?"

Xia Jiang said lightly: "Bring it here."

The masked warrior behind her held a wooden box, walked to the side of the table, and respectfully placed the wooden box on the table.

Mori Ogai took the silver foil cardboard out of the wooden box, and after reading the words on it, his gaze stayed on the last signature of the decree.His eyes were a bit complicated, but he had a look that he had expected a long time ago, and he said with emotion: "Is it really Mr. Dazai?"

This sentence is enough to startle the monstrous water waves.

This silver decree was written by the former leader of the port organization, and it was also his suicide note when he finally became conscious.

The former leader stated in his suicide note that the position of leader should be passed on to Osamu Dazai who has the ability to expand the port mafia to the largest scale.He probably didn't expect until his death that his position would be taken by Mori Ogai who treated both himself and Osamu Dazai at the same time.

Xia Jiangdao: "Mr. Dazai is a child adopted by the previous generation, and this is a matter of course."

Mori Ogai couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he thought of his plans for more than a year - after today, Dazai will leave the port mafia.

He has always been afraid that Dazai, who has enough talent now, will use the same method to take away the leader's position.Therefore, he laid out a mimic plan to sacrifice Oda Sakunosuke's life and drive away Osamu Dazai in exchange for a license for the ability, his position as the leader and safety of his life.

With a smile on the corner of Xia Jiang's mouth, she said slowly: "Mr. Mori, this suicide note in your hand is a rubbing copy."

Mori Ogai: "What—"

The tea-haired girl said: "Mr. Dazai has already had the real thing. About a year ago, I handed over this suicide note to him."

Mori Ogai widened his eyes.

A year ago, when he started to alienate Dazai and decided to push Dazai away from the port mafia.

Dazai, who had already received the genuine suicide note at that time, why hasn't he said anything yet?During this year, Mori Ogai sent him to Hokkaido, and sent him to the south. He didn't raise any objection except complaining that he couldn't rest.

What does this mean?

——Osamu Dazai, he never thought of betrayal from the very beginning.

"Didn't you ask me what I want to obtain?" Xia Jiangdao: "My wife's family has reached a cooperative relationship with Feishiyuan to wash away the black side and stand on the table from now on. We have no interest in black power, so , if you want something like an ability opening license, just take it. We can even help you—”

The European supernatural organization mimic is a pawn of the port mafia.

But mimic and the port mafia are both my wife Xia Jiang's pawns.

"It was I who disclosed the news of the European supernatural organization mimic to the Port Mafia, and it was me who helped you paint this beautiful blueprint. After all, this is a matter of time. My wife's family is beautiful, so I will help you make it happen."

"However, raising tigers is a problem." Xia Jiang said: "My wife's family is also very worried, because of your fear, one day you will be smashed to pieces. Therefore, while raising tigers, you must cut off the tiger's claws."

"And at the same time, the government|government and the non-time court have also been expecting that a balance should be reached between the Ability Secret Service Division, the Armed Detective Agency and the Port Mafia."

Therefore, my wife Xia Jiang personally sneaked into the port mafia.

She cut off the source of the imbalance between the Port Mafia | Hand Party and other forces-the power that is too strong to destroy everything-the double black.

Mori Ogai laughed and said, "It's really wonderful."

This smile was too forced, and it couldn't even hide the strong killing intent in his eyes.

What is meant by "one bad move, and the whole game is lost", Mori Ogai understood it today.

He has already arranged all the plans, and he is about to complete the plan. At this time, he can't even save his sword Dazai.After today, Osamu Dazai will definitely betray him—the trust has been worn out, and the relationship between master and apprentice should also end.

Even if Osamu Dazai didn't betray him today, Mori Ogai would not dare to keep this person anymore.He didn't dare to imagine, when the layout of the mimic was fully exposed, what kind of grudges Dazai had towards him.

It was the first time for Mori Ogai to be calculated by someone like this, but he had nothing to do with the other party.

"Speaking of which, I should also thank my wife." Mori Ogai said: "Thank you for not abducting all my double blacks."

"Speaking of the dwarf, I still have something to ask you, Mr. Tosen—" Xia Jiang took a huge envelope from the attendant's hand: "Help me hand this letter to him, you can open it for inspection at will, there is no privacy."

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When Mori Ogai returned to the port mafia, the paralyzed system had just returned to normal.

Xia Jiang did not cause any casualties within the port mafia when he fled, which is considered to save face for him.Of course, this face was not given in vain - Mori Ogai fed the cat with the can in one hand, and listened to the report of his subordinates with his jaw resting on the other hand.

The curry shop that helped Oda adopt the children was intact, and the children and the owner had already been taken away safely by a car.There were three mimic members wearing tattered cloaks lying at the door of the store. They were killed by knife wounds, and a strange white mask was left at the scene.

Obviously, this is the handiwork of my wife's family.

And in mimic's hiding place, there were also casualties, and there was a rabbit mask left on the ground over there-this is the symbol of the Inferno.

Oda Sakunosuke is not dead, and Dazai Osamu is also missing.

Mori Ogai said: "Order to the entire organization. From now on, the wanted cadre Osamu Dazai and the grassroots personnel Oda Sakunosuke will be charged with defection."

After watching his subordinates leave, Mori Ogai couldn't hide the bitterness on his face.

In other words-this cat is really damn good!

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Zhong also returned to Yokohama ahead of schedule.

He was originally scheduled to return tomorrow, but out of the urgency to give Xia Jiang a surprise, he moved up his ticket by one day.After he got off the plane, he didn't go to the Port Mafia to hand in the mission report - that was tomorrow's work, he went straight back to the apartment.

He knocked on the door of Xia Jiang's building, but got no response.

He thought: Are you working overtime at work again?

Zhong also sent a text message to Xia Jiang, put the box full of gifts at the door, and went upstairs by himself, intending to organize himself after a day of running around.

Half an hour later, he walked out of the bathroom wrapped in a bathrobe, and opened the refrigerator to find something to eat, only to find that the refrigerator was empty.

Zhong Ye: "..."

Well, he returned to Yokohama temporarily, no one knew he was back, and no one would prepare food for him.

He picked up his mobile phone and dialed the number of his subordinate: "Yamazaki, ask someone to prepare some food for me. I'm going back to Yokohama early. There is nothing to eat in the apartment. Just buy something."

"Mr. Zhongyuan, you came back early?" Yamazaki said: "It's just that the leader asked me to send you some things tomorrow, and I will send them there tonight."

Zhong also said, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

After hanging up the phone, Zhong also opened his work mailbox.He clicked on the unread mail, and after reading it carefully, he raised his hand and pinched his face.This pinch was so hard that his vision of the pain was a bit hazy.

Not a dream?

God, what a day it is.

Zhong is also very thankful that he returned to Yokohama one day earlier: not only was he able to meet his girlfriend in advance, but he also got the news that Ao mako had defected.

what does that mean?In the future in the port mafia, he will never be tortured by that stinky mackerel again!

Zhong also opened the wine cabinet and took out the 89 Pétus wine that was previously auctioned at a high price - such good news, of course he had to open a bottle of wine to celebrate.

While he was pouring the wine into the decanter, there was a knock on the apartment door: "Mr. Nakahara, it's me, Yamazaki."

He walked over and opened the door for him.

After that, Nakaya, who was expecting the food from Yamazaki, froze.

His subordinate was holding a ball of black blanket in his arms at this time - the blanket could still move, ah yes, it wasn't a blanket, it was his black cat briquettes.

"Mr. Nakahara, the leader asked me to bring the cat here." Yamazaki let the black cat in his arms crawl into Nakaya's arms, and he took out a huge envelope from his briefcase. "And this letter, the leader said Miss Xia Jiang gave it to you."

Nakaya was holding the cat in one hand, the letter in the other, and the food that Yamazaki had brought floating on his back.

After he put the cat on the sofa, he held the envelope expectantly and nervously.

Xia Jiang's letter to him?What will it be inside, a confession love letter?

Chuya carefully opened the envelope, he was even worried that the envelope would be folded, as if it was some kind of rare treasure.He took out a thin stack of A4 papers. There was no beautiful handwriting on the paper, but a line of cute and playful fonts—very familiar.

"The son is yours."

Chuya frowned, and with an ominous premonition, he pulled out another section of the A4 paper.

This is a profile, or should I say a resume.

"My wife Xia Jiang, 18 years old, was born in Chiyoda District, Tokyo. My wife's family is the next head of the family. My parents are still alive. The family is happy..."

Nakaya lowered his head and looked at the big-eyed coal ball.

Briquettes: Cute.jpg

The red-haired boy felt a lump in his heart, and he managed to turn over this page of information.What follows is not someone's self-introduction, but an agreement signed when buying a pet, with a certificate.

"Name: Obsidian Obsidian, Breed: British Shorthair..."

Even the cat's life experience and name are fake.

The red-haired boy staggered to the wine cabinet, and took out the gift box containing the 61-year-old Petus.When Chuya opened the box, a note with the same handwriting as the message "My son is yours" fell out.

[It's the 61-year-old Petus that Mr. Nakahara wants. A single dog only needs a wine glass, right?But please be sure to drink less, you won’t grow taller:)]

Zhong also looked at the only single goblet left in the two grooves for holding wine glasses in the gift box, and his breathing almost stopped for a while.

Oh, single dog.

He uncorked the bottle with a blank expression, and took another decanter.

That bottle of 89-year-old Petrus was far from enough to set off his complicated mood at this time.