The basic method of brain supplementation

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Pharmaceutical research:? ? ?

Logically speaking, it shouldn't be, there is no 1.7 meters that can't be touched...

Yaken turned his head in surprise, only to see that the person beside him was wearing a black windbreaker similar to Osamu Dazai, with a circle of scarlet light emitting from his body, and his feet were floating in the air above the ground.

This bright orange-red hair, this charming blue Kaziran big eyes, that inexplicably exuding male hormone choker, that petite figure, this handsome dress that symbolizes the mafia, and the most representative, A hat that won't have any tendency to tilt or fall even if it's floating in the air.

Finally, this act of kindness, generosity, and willingness to help others.

Who else can it be if it's not the Central Plains.

Under Yaoken's silent gaze, Zhong Yuanzhong also took down the can of milk powder, and then landed on both feet.

He obviously cared a little bit about Yaoyan's previous sentence - "cut" made a dismissive and somewhat embarrassing voice.

"Here, the milk powder you want," the orange-haired young man kindly reminded while passing the milk powder over for the sake of the same height (even challenging the lower limit of Japanese men's height), "kid you Drink more milk so that you don't grow taller in the future."

Yaoken, who will never grow taller after becoming a short knife Fusangshen: Thank you so much.

Yao Yan took the can of milk powder, and seemed to think of something, a smile appeared on his soft lips, "Well, thank you very much, sir, you also believe in the theory of 'milk grows taller', otherwise you wouldn't be on the shelves here Choosing milk powder, people of our height are really troubled... But please don't give up, I believe you will grow taller."

Maybe Zhongyuan Zhong also listened to him and drank more milk, so he could really escape the curse of "1.6 meters tall" in the original work?

#Bought a bunch of milk powder of various brands and the so-called food and calcium tablets that can grow taller, but nothing has changed in Zhongyuanzhong after four years, including his height#

Chuya Nakahara, who was poked into his mind and was planning to buy milk powder after the medicine was researched, said: ...

Although what the other party said is correct, why does it sound weird?

"Cough, no need to thank you." Zhong Yuan rubbed the choker on his neck with his fingertips, and said with some embarrassment.

After all, he can be regarded as a person who has half a foot in the door of adulthood. It is still shy to be poked by a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy with the idea of ​​"wanting to grow taller".

——Zhong Yuanzhong, who considers himself mature and stable, also thinks so.

"I have other things to buy, sir, so I won't disturb your shopping experience, I wish you a happy day." Yaoyan said, seeing Zhong Yuanzhong also nodded in response, so he carried the shopping basket to other places. The place is gone.

It's not that I don't want to chat with Zhongya Zhongya, the singer of Yokohama (crossed out), the last conscience of Hong Kong gangsters for a while, but Zhongya Zhongya is also a cadre of the port mafia, even if he doesn't notice anything wrong, he monitors Zhongya Zhongya's every move Mori Ogai's people would also feel strange, plus I was taken in by Oda Sakunosuke, met Osamu Dazai and so on...

Yao Yan didn't believe that he wouldn't be targeted by that heart-loving uncle Mori Ogai.

It's a pity, it would be great if the name could be exchanged as a time travel card.

Yaoken, who broke away from the long cashier line, breathed a sigh of relief. A big purchase in the supermarket is like fighting a battle, and he is inexplicably tired.

Yaoyan walked into the alley with the loot snapped up from the supermarket.

This is a shortcut he discovered by accident. There are fewer people passing by, and the alley is relatively clean. Occasionally, he can meet a few cute stray cats.

But this time, when he turned the corner of the alley and turned into another alley, he found an old man with silver-white hair and a hunched back surrounded by a few rascals, as if being blackmailed money.

Yao Yan frowned and turned cold, and walked forward quickly. The conversation he heard at this time just confirmed his conjecture.

"Hey, old woman, hand over your money."

"I don't have any money... you can find someone else, I'm just a poor old woman." The old man shook his head with a look of fear on his face.

"Huh? Who are you kidding? I saw you walking out of the bank just now. Did you remit money to your precious son? Tsk, I feel that your son deserves the money, but we don't?" The old man threatened The person in charge obviously knew the situation in the old man's house, so he let out a "bah" and rubbed his hands together a few times.

Seeing that the group of people were about to attack the old man, Yao Yan put down the shopping bag in his hand, ran forward and pulled away one of the gangsters wearing a yellow skull T-shirt, and the gangsters took a few steps back because of the sudden pulling force , and finally lost his balance and fell to the ground.

Taking advantage of the other punks to divert their attention to the accomplice who fell to the ground, Yao Yan pulled the old man behind him to protect him.

Yao Yan's beautiful red phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and the brows and eyes were full of coldness and sarcasm. He was obviously 1.5 meters tall, but it gave the group of punks a feeling as if they were looking at something unsightly from a height. "Indeed, a bunch of trash like you don't deserve it!"

Those people quickly gathered around again, and the leader was a punk dressed very punk with a band-aid on his face, took out the cigarette dangling from his mouth, threw it on the ground, and crushed it with his feet.

"Hey, a dead brat dares to imitate others and act like a hero to save people?" The other party looked at Yaoyan with a fierce look in his eyes, "You dare to come out with your sickly appearance and not much meat The road is not fair?"

Beside the leader of the gangster, a man dressed in a bit of a coquettish style, but a solid man with colorful arms, stared at Yao Yan and said, "Brother, this kid looks very good, I like it very much, if you want to hit him, can you not hit him in the face?" , finally let me take him to enjoy what is called heaven?"

The people around seemed to be used to it, and even made fun of each other, "I said Shengping, you always mess with boys, I really don't understand why boys' bodies are so attractive, next time I will take you to In the red/light district, look for the oiran who is popular recently."

"No, it's not that you don't know my sexual orientation, so don't fix it for me." The hunky man laughed and scolded.

Yao Yan heard this, and secretly put his hands on the main body hanging on his waist. It was very good, seeing that the other party's familiar operation was not extorting money once or twice, nor was it hitting other boys once or twice.

Really disgusting.

Yao Yan thought so, looking at the group of people who were about to come forward, the snow-white body had quietly come out of its sheath.

"Hmph, you little brat, you're lucky to fall into the hands of our Prisoner Cow Society." The leader of the gangster sneered.

And when he clenched his fists and was about to swing towards Yaoyan, a big stone rolled up by a scarlet halo flew towards him fiercely, hitting the back of his head hard.

The leader of the hooligans was beaten unconscious and lay dead on the ground.

At the same time, an angry, somewhat grainy rock and metal music sounded, overall arrogant and cold.

"In the territory of the port Mafia, you scum in the sewer dare to come out to bully the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled?"

The orange-haired man crushed a floor tile every step he took, and the dust was full of deterrence, not to mention the words "Port Mafia" that were like a death curse.

The punks were trembling in place.

The reason why Zhong Yuanzhong also appeared here is very simple, that is, he followed Yaoyan to this alley from afar.

After Zhongyuan Zhong also met Yaoken in the supermarket, he was a little concerned about this young man who was about the same height as himself, but looked pale and weak. Which family would dare to let such a child out to snap up with aunts and aunts? , are not afraid of children being squeezed dizzy?

That's right, Nakahara Chuya's first impression of Yaoken was: a young man as fragile as glass who would shatter if he didn't pay attention.

It wasn't until he saw people punching [-] strong men and destroying a small illegal organization without bloodshed that he realized how big a boss medicine research is.

But that's another story.

Because Yaoyan just walked out of the supermarket in front of him, Zhongyuan Zhong also hesitated and followed, but he was far away.He didn't want to disturb the medicine research, he just wanted to give the other party a little protection.

Nakahara Chuya, who was just thinking about preventing trouble before it happened, never thought that after following him like this, the other party would actually meet the punks.

Nakahara Chuya, who followed from a distance, saw the child pushing away the person and protecting the old man behind him as soon as he turned the corner.

From Zhongyuanzhong's point of view, this boy with a sense of justice, after hearing the words of the flamboyant/angry man with only long muscles, pursed his lips in silence, pretending to be calm and calm, stubborn and arrogant. Ken bowed his head and protected the people behind him even more tightly.

As soon as Zhongyuan Zhongye saw Yaoken with a pale complexion like a sickly handsome man and the trembling old woman on crutches, he immediately became angry, so he activated his supernatural power.

Drug research forced into the ranks of the elderly, the weak, the sick and the disabled: "..."

Zhong Yuanzhong also pinched his fingers, and then Yao Yan witnessed a one-sided beating, one person singled out a group, and the punks were beaten so helplessly that they all lay down with their heads bleeding.

With a petite body and great energy, he is worthy of being 1.6 meters tall, but actually [-] meters tall!

It’s good not to have to do your own work. The title of "the last conscience of Hong Kong gangsters" is well-deserved. In the dangerous city of Yokohama, good people who act bravely are rare.

Thinking of this, Yao Yan comforted the old man and picked up the shopping bag again.

The old lady was kind and nagging. Nakahara Nakaya and Yaken who sent her home listened to her chattering about some homely things, and gratefully sent various handmade products. Only after the refusal did he give up.

As for the comatose gangsters, Zhongyuan Zhong has been using supernatural powers to control their gravity to float behind him. After coming out of the old woman's house, he went to the police station and told the other party that there are eight or nine times out of ten. A serial crime, Dia walked out of the police station after police comrades expressed their commitment that they would investigate seriously.

Seeing their disgusting looks, Yao Yan felt that the punks would feel bad.

Yao Yan followed behind carrying his things throughout the whole process. Seeing Zhong Yuan Zhongye walking to the police station skillfully, he also skillfully told the staff on duty what happened. Some police officers even greeted Zhong Yuan Zhong Ye. Yao Yan knew that the other party was always willing to help others. A lot of things have been done.

The two who walked out of the police station were suddenly silent. After looking at each other, Zhong Yuanzhong also pressed the hat on his head, "Child, do you have anything to say?"

In Yokohama, although there are not few people with supernatural powers, they are still a minority after all. People with supernatural powers are faintly rejected and kept away by ordinary people. People with superhuman abilities never get a good look.

Not to mention that he is a cadre of the notorious port mafia.

The old lady was able to treat him equally and lovingly. On the one hand, she was old and had seen through a lot, and on the other hand, Zhong Yuan Zhongya saved her.

But can the young man in front of him be able to do this without rejecting or fearing him?

Zhongyuan Zhong also somehow didn't want this young man whom he had a crush on to hate him.

"What I want to say... Well, Mr. Zhongyuan, you seem to have crushed the paving bricks laid by the government just now, so do you have any compensation?" Yao Yan thought for a moment, tilted his head and said.

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

What, did you think of this after thinking about it for so long? Nakahara Chuya didn't know what emotions were surging in his heart, but the slightly raised corners of his mouth revealed his true mood.

"Cough, if the floor tiles are used, my subordinates will pay the final compensation," Zhong Yuan Zhong also coughed lightly, then he remembered Yaoyan's previous behavior, and frowned, "Child, let me tell you, if you meet someone in the future For this kind of thing, it's best to call the police directly. If you don't have the ability, don't just rush straight up. You won't be so lucky next time someone will come to help..."

If he was not careful, Zhong Yuanzhong would become chatty, he paused for a moment with the grape-purple eyes of Shang Yaoyan, and then stopped preaching.

"I'm really grateful to Mr. Zhongyuan this time. I don't have anything to offer at the moment. This box of pocky from a well-known brand can be barely used as a gift. It tastes like red wine. It's a bit bitter but also has the sweetness of red wine. I think Mr. Zhongyuan may like it." Yaken pushed his glasses and took out the box of pocky from the shopping bag.

After seeing that Zhong Yuan accepted it, Yao Yan continued, "By the way, I only found out Mr. Zhong Yuan's last name from the police officer. I don't know what his full name is?"

"My name is Zhongyuan Zhongya," the orange-haired young man tilted his head awkwardly, the ear wings that were not completely covered by the hair were glowing pink, "I think you are quite pleasing to the eye, just call me Mr. Zhongye , I will cover you from now on... If you encounter any troubles, you can directly report my name, and if you dare to attack you, I will fix them severely."

"Mr. Chuya, I am Yaoken. I am so happy to see Mr. Zhongye's heroic appearance today."

"Heroic or something, it's too exaggerated..."

……

The two chatted for a while, and Yaoyan had to bid farewell because it was getting late.

In the rays of the setting sun, Zhong Yuan Zhong also stood in place and bid farewell to the friends he met today, and the good mood that lasted for a while disappeared completely after hearing the voice from behind the big tree beside him.

"Ah, the big tree in front of the police station is also an ideal tree, so I should be able to sleep well."

"Dazai—you bastard finally appeared!!!"

The author has something to say: In the end, the drug research still checked in.

The game was downloaded and played yesterday, and I have already got four ssr+ cards, and it is difficult to collect materials or

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