[Wen Ye] Enthusiastic ordinary citizens

The fact that he met someone he shouldn't have met in Yokohama made Ling feel tormented.

Fear swept over him like a tide, Ling asked Fujiwara's boss for leave, and stayed at home.

She even began to plan an escape route, preparing to flee Yokohama.

buzz-

The vibrating sound of the mobile phone rang in the dark bed.

Ah Ling glanced at the number displayed on it, she was not familiar with it, and was about to hang up, when she suddenly remembered that she had told someone else the number last night.

With complicated emotions, Ah Ling pressed the answer button: "Hello?"

"Miss, do you need insurance? Our company provides car insurance, accident insurance, life insurance..."

Ah Ling: "..." It turned out that he was just an insurance salesman, and he almost scared me to death.

"Miss, our company's insurance..."

The insurance salesman continued to talk, but Ah Ling decisively ended the call and threw the phone aside.

buzz-

The phone vibrated again, and the number displayed on the screen was still a number Ah Ling didn't recognize.

"I don't need insurance, don't call again." Ah Ling yelled at the phone, ready to hang up.

"Zero." A hoarse voice came from the phone.

After hearing this voice, Ling's body visibly froze.

"It's really you, what are you doing in Yokohama?"

Zero adjusted his mood and asked the man who was talking to her.

"We are only here to find salvation, and it has nothing to do with you." The man saw through Ling's mind, and told Ling bluntly the purpose of their coming to Yokohama.

"I hope so, then, please keep my affairs here a secret."

"I've heard about you, Zero, you are the same kind of person as us, your fate has been doomed, instead of struggling, why not..."

"I'm not, I'm an ordinary Yokohama citizen and have nothing to do with you."

Ah Ling's voice was much higher, and she tried her best to deny what the man said word by word.

"Ordinary Yokohama citizens? Hahaha, Zero, have you learned to be humorous?"

"No one can escape the past, you will go back to the past one day."

beep --

The call was hung up by the man, Ah Ling hid in the darkness, looking at the phone screen emitting a faint blue light.

The light on the mobile phone screen is getting weaker and weaker, and everything returns to darkness.

Ah Ling hugged his legs, depressed.

hum-

The phone vibrated again, showing that a message had entered.

The content of the message was an address, and Ah Ling knew who the person who sent the message was. She wrote down the address and dialed a number.

"Hi, this is the Yokohama Police Station, how can I help you?"

"Miss Police, my family lives on xxx Road. I found that there seem to be bad people in the xxx villa. They all have wooden warehouses. Huh, what should I do? I'm so scared, I dare not go out at all. Will they kill me? What to do, Miss Police, can you send the police over quickly."

Ling played the timid and helpless delicate girl to the fullest, and for the sake of truth, she even sobbed a few times.

"Don't be afraid, the police will come over soon, you lock the doors and windows, and be careful to hide." The tone of the police lady was very gentle.

With a crying voice, Ah Ling hummed.

"Okay, hang up the phone now, don't make any noise, hide it, understand?"

"Yes, Miss Police, thank you Miss Police, please come here quickly."

At the end of the performance, Ah Ling breathed a sigh of relief, took out the SIM card in the phone, broke it in half, put on a quilt, walked to the trash can, and threw the SIM card into it.

"If there are bad people, go to the police. This is how ordinary people deal with it. I am different from you."

Ling was wrapped in a quilt and sat on the balcony overlooking the sea.

The sun was shining on her body, it was so warm, it made her feel so comfortable that she wanted to sleep.

On the other side, the man who was framed by Ah Ling was taking his subordinates to transfer him. Being framed by someone of the same kind, it would not feel good no matter how he thought about it.

The man began to think about whether to release the news that Ling was in Yokohama.

Returning to the ramen shop again is a day later.

"Sister Lily, I'm back."

Sayuri, who was busy cleaning the table, looked up and was startled by Ling's attire.

The girl in front of her had thick black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose, covering her vivid eyes, and the hat of the beige hooded sweater was tightly worn on her head, covering her smooth hair.

Sayuri really wanted to ask Ah Ling, the sun is shining outside, you are so tightly wrapped, isn't it hot?

The girl put her hands in the pockets on both sides of the sweater, and her standing posture was a little deliberately hunched, and she looked depressed and decadent.

The sudden change in painting style made Sayuri very worried. Could it be that Ling took the wrong pill?

"Ling, what are you doing? Why are you dressed like this? Are you on drugs?" Sayuri asked Ling in a low voice.

Drugs?Sister Lily, your thinking is too divergent, right?

Ah Ling stretched out his hand and pushed the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said in a flat tone, "Sister Lily, I'm not taking drugs, but I suddenly want to try this style."

"This style doesn't suit you, change it immediately!"

Sayuri put one hand on her hip, with a serious expression, pointing at Ling with the hand holding the rag.

"It's fine if I think it's suitable. Sister Lily, don't worry about me. Ah, the boss has called me. I'll go first."

"Stop, Ling, don't talk to me if you don't change back to your original appearance, I want to break up with you!"

The stubborn Sayuri resorted to her trump card.

"Oh!"

Zero was fearless and didn't take Sayuri's words to heart.

Compared with fate, breaking up friendship is nothing, I want to die without friends.

The next one is a delivery man with no emotion.

Ah Ling got into the kitchen, planning to help Boss Fujiwara.

In the kitchen, the hangover Zhong Yuanzhong also got up from the ground, clutching his aching head.

bang-

The wine bottles scattered on the ground collided and made a sound.

Zhong Yuanzhong, who was drinking the fragments, rubbed his temples, his blue eyes were full of confusion, why did he drink alcohol last night?Did you encounter something happy?

For Nakahara Nakaya, who loves wine but has a low capacity for alcohol, and his wine quality is not good, it is really difficult to remember the reason why he drank last night.

Zhong Yuan also walked out of the kitchen barefoot, the phone on the table kept ringing.

"Chuya, come here immediately, there is a mission!"

The voice of the leader of Hong Kong gangsters, Mori Ogai, came from the mobile phone.

"Huh? Got a mission? Where's Dazai?"

Zhong Yuanzhong is also very upset, as partners, why is he working hard, but Dazai can be lazy.

"Dazai stay at the headquarters."

"I'll go right now."

Zhong Yuanzhong also changed his clothes, put on his hat, and went out.

Ah Ling is very familiar with the route to the Hong Kong Building, but today, she took twice as long to deliver flowers to the Hong Kong Building as before.

It's too difficult to be wary of those "ghosts" while delivering food, and someone who said that he wants to make [-] million is thinking of resigning.

Turning around a familiar alley corner, a familiar orange color appeared in front of Ah Ling's eyes.

"Mr. Central Plains!"

Zero moves skillfully, jumps off the bicycle, pushes the cart and rushes to Chuya in the Central Plains at an unimaginable speed, fanatic fans probably look like Zero when they see their idol.

Nakahara Chuya turned his head, Ling, who was dressed in a weird way, reminded him of a bandage guy, he said, "It's so ugly, change it."

Being called ugly by Mr. Zhongyuan, is there a bigger blow than this?

Of course!

Losing one's life is a bigger blow, being ugly is ugly, being ugly is not as important as life, really greedy for life and afraid of death, zero iron is determined not to change back to the original appearance, she changed the topic: "Where is Mr. Zhongyuan going?"

"Hong Kong Black Building."

"I'm going there too, let's go together?"

Zhong Yuanzhong didn't say anything, and Ah Ling regarded this as a sign of agreement.

Said to go together, Ah Ling didn't have the guts to walk side by side with Zhongyuan Zhongye, she pushed the bicycle and silently followed behind Zhongyuan Zhongye.

The boy who was as tall as her in the front was wearing a windbreaker that has never changed for thousands of years, and he was not in a hurry until the Ganghei Building was in sight. Zhongyuan Zhong also turned his head and said to Ling, and walked into the building alone.

When handing over the delivery to Yamamoto, Ling asked Yamamoto naturally: "Mr. Yamamoto, do you know Mr. Nakahara?"

"Of course I know, he is very famous, okay? It is said that he is the most powerful fighter in the port mafia."

Is it the most powerful?Under the lens, a gleam of light flashed in Ah Ling's eyes.

"Miss Ling, why did you suddenly mention Mr. Zhongyuan, he is super scary."

Yamamoto, who was fortunate enough to see the scene after the Nakahara Chuya battle, still cannot forget that scene.

The high-rise building was turned into ruins almost instantly, and the enemy was completely wiped out. Thinking about this kind of thing, it is incredible and terrifying.

Yamamoto is very glad that he is just a low-level mafia, and there is no need to participate in those inhuman battles.

Hearing the word "terrible" from Yamamoto's mouth, Zero couldn't connect the word "terrible" with that Mr. Nakahara.

Mr. Nakahara looks...

Ah Ling's thoughts suddenly drifted to the day when Zhongyuanzhong smashed a table casually.

Hey, that looks pretty scary.

"Then, I'll go first. Goodbye, Mr. Yamamoto."

"Ah, oh, okay, Miss Ling, goodbye."

In the office of the port mafia leader Mori Ogai, the sun is blocked by a black screen. Mori Ogai is sitting at the desk, and Nakahara Nakaya is standing not far away.

"leader."

"Zhongye, there is something that requires you to make a trip. You will probably be on a business trip for a few days. When you arrive at the place, someone will tell you what to do."

"In this case, why don't you just say it on the phone?"

Zhong Yuan also had a cross on his forehead, a little angry.

Mori Ogai squinted his eyes and smiled, "I pay more attention to the sense of ritual." Nakahara didn't answer, turned his head and left, and let go of your sense of ritual.

In the aisle, Chuya Nakahara met a red-haired woman in a kimono.

"Miss Hongye."

"The leader sent you another mission? Where's Dazai? Isn't your relationship so good that you're inseparable? Why isn't he with you?"

"Huh? Dazai and I are so close that we are inseparable? What nonsense are you talking about, Miss Hongye?"

When it comes to his unreliable partner Dazai, Nakahara Nakahara often blows his hair.

The red-haired woman covered her face with a folding fan, half of her face was covered, and she chuckled: "If you two quarrel when you meet, isn't it a sign of a good relationship?"

"Ghosts have a good relationship with him!"

"Ah, Chuya, don't you have a mission? Go quickly, don't delay, I'll meet the leader."

After a short chat, the two staggered and devoted themselves to their respective work.