I'm such a big son

The main part of PortMafia, or the old nest, are the five black buildings standing in the port facing the sea.Although the color is not flattering, the placement is very subtle.It can be said that it is guarding a place close to the water, which is convenient for importing and exporting goods, and it is also like a substitute for Yokohama, which accommodates it, and resists dangers from the depths of the ocean.

Ordinary Yokohama citizens, and even quite a few policemen and public servants will subconsciously walk around here, after all, the people entrenched here are not good people.

Not to mention who will give them gifts.

Impossible, if you send a gift to PortMafia, people will chase after the delivery address!

However, today, this impossibility has become possible.

The lobby on the first floor of the black building to which the leader belonged was filled with fiery red roses, barely leaving a narrow passage for people to walk.The blazing flowers dyed the black hall red like a burning flame. Miss Hongye smiled awkwardly, and Mr. Mori was expressionless, and even looked a little helpless when he looked carefully.

If this passionate and romantic suitor is after a beauty like Miss Hongye, everyone may still accept this setting, but... I can't find the card of the giver, which clearly states that these flowers are given to "Mr. Rimbaud" "of.

Considering the problem of pronunciation, maybe, maybe, maybe, should...it is the cadre of the logistics team who used to be the assassination team, and the ruthless man who guards the leader's safety—Mr. Lan Tang.

Yes, that's right, Mr. Lan Tang really liked to see the degree of detachment from gender, but...but...but which passionate lady can do such a thing that can almost be called a mindless thing?

According to legend, Mr. Lantang is very friendly with Miss Hongye, and there is a "confidant" outside that no one has ever seen... Wait, could it be that the one outside finally couldn't stand it for so many years without a name and no distinction? Days, finally take the lead in making moves!

Members of the intelligence team took out their small handkerchiefs and bit them out of righteous indignation—how could our Master Hongye be defeated by the women outside, Mr. Lan Tang, you have to fight hard, and you can’t be seduced by the vixen outside the organization...

Rimbaud stared at these flowers for ten seconds, and stretched out his hand to expand the subspace, when a frivolous voice came from outside, exaggerated to the point of distortion: "My God! Who bought out all the flower shops in Yokohama City?" Did you get it? Was it given by the suitor of the charming young lady? You are so rich..."

Two figures came in through the narrow passage one after the other, and Osamu Dazai put his hands on his eyes and swayed from side to side like a canopy: "Nei, Mr. Bourbon, what do you think about the two of us opening a flower shop together?" ?”

Jiang Gu Lingsheng, who was walking behind, had nothing to love, and he didn't even want to hum.Dazai refused to let go of this rare toy, and counted with his fingers like a innocent and harmless boy: "Although my biggest dream is to become a public official, but my body is weak, and the public security is definitely impossible. But It would be great if you could be an undercover informant hiding in the marketplace, oh, it's exciting just thinking about it!"

"Bourbon-kun~Bourbon-kun~ say something~"

Jiang Guling: "..."

I have told you to finish all this talk by yourself, what else can I say!

Miss Hongye raised her sleeves and covered her mouth in an elegant tease: "It's not some young lady who is being pursued so passionately, Mr. Lantang, huh?"

"what--?"

The black-haired boy's eyes widened in an instant, and just when everyone thought he would pester his parents to ask questions, the boy's first reaction was to take out his mobile phone and call someone: "Crooked? Zhongye! Mr. Lantang is getting married! Come and see!"

Then, with a face of "hiding merit and fame", he closed the mobile phone and stuffed it into his pocket, pursing his lips and smiling.

Rimbaud: "..."

Almost the next moment, Nakahara Nakahara brought a group of cubs, large and small, to the lobby on the first floor of PortMafia. Dun tilted his head and looked cute: "I heard that you are getting married? Can I be a flower girl?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was punished by Ryunosuke's iron fist. The puffy little boy moved aside and dared not make a sound.

Rimbaud couldn't bear it anymore, opened the subspace and stuffed all these flowers into it, and glared at Dazai: "Send all the guests and the leader back, Chuya, you go to my office and stay!"

Seeing that she was about to get angry, a group of onlookers quickly dispersed and pretended not to know anything.Zhong also took a breath and took the little ones to the office to wait for the caregiver to ask what was going on. Rimbaud and Miss Hongye stayed at the end to accompany Mr. Chief to the top floor—the guests from the Black Organization still Here, we can't let outsiders see the joke.

Furutani Zero, who has been toyed with all kinds of hidden threats and played for almost a day, just wants to throw out the bottom line of his own boss and deal with Yokohama's Port One, and then hide from the bandaged kid far away, how far away? No matter how far you hide, it's best not to see you for a lifetime.

Mori Ogai also seemed to know how scary this freshly baked apprentice was. Hehehehaha "reluctantly" accepted the other party's bottom line after some haggling, and sent the messenger back to pass on the message. The rest of the follow-up handover will be taken over by other officials. The leader doesn't care that much.

Asking the guards to send Bourbon away, Mori Ogai propped his chin and burst out laughing: "Rantang-kun..."

"Would we be lucky enough to know which warrior wanted to pluck the flowers that bloomed on the branches of PortMafia?"

First of all Mr. is quite depressed.

The "fat sheep" raised in the yard by the family, whether they want to do it or not, are all their own business, anyway, sooner or later they won't be able to escape.How dare a shabby resident who sneaked in from outside and tried to trick people away with a bunch of broken flowers in front of him?Have you asked him his opinion on this boss?

did not ask?No need to ask, no way!

Rimbaud glanced at Dazai who was hiding in the corner: "You too, get down!"

Dazai Osamu, who was trying to pretend that he was a good-sounding corner of the bandage, said "Ah..." and dragged his long footsteps with heavy footsteps. He reluctantly turned his head back and forth, and found that if he continued to do so, he might be beaten in advance. Run without a trace.Rimbaud waited until the door behind him was completely closed before he frowned and organized an answer to Mr. Sen's question.

"It's not the kind of gossip that everyone thinks... This person is my partner when I was a spy in the European Bureau of Ability, and also my former relative and friend." She scratched her hair irritably, and stretched out her hand to take out I got a cigarette, and after touching it for a while, I remembered that I threw away half a pack of cigarettes in my pocket to prevent Fukuzawa Yukichi from staring at him...

"It's not so much a stupid pursuit as it is a high-profile announcement, letting me know that he can walk under my nose without knowing it and then walk away."

"Hey, boring."

Without smoke, Rimbaud could only take a deep breath to subdue the irritability in his heart: "I have left the European Bureau of Ability, he should have come to complete the 'recycling', if possible, I have to leave the PortMafia building before the incident is over, so as not to cause unnecessary casualties.”

That person's supernatural ability is very troublesome, and ordinary people have almost no effective defense methods, and it is difficult for him to be harmed by conventional attacks.This kind of partner who used to work together very tacitly, once they break up, there will be only you and me. Rimbaud doesn't want to involve other people.

This is her private matter.

"I don't think so, Mr. Lantang."

Confirming that Rimbaud did not like this "relative and friend" who "declared war" with roses, Mr. Mori's depression finally dissipated, and his face improved a little: "If it is only for you personally, these flowers should be sent to your residence. Even the schools where the kids go. But now that they are in the PortMafia building, this is a challenge to me, PortMafia, a challenge to me as the leader, and at the same time, a challenge to Yokohama as a whole."

"You always seem to take yourself too lightly, my lady."

He tilted his head and smiled, and a dark light flashed across his purple eyes: "Mr. Lantang, this is an order from the leader himself. I ask you to completely defeat the enemies against PortMafia and turn violence into maximum profit. At the same time, I have a hunch that this matter is the key to the continuation of the 'protection contract'. Hongye-kun, I will not ask for more information support, and in addition, I will send a message to Da Zuo-kun to give the necessary support in time."

"This is a formidable enemy from outside. We at PortMafia should work together to defend against the enemy, and let the whole world know that PortMafia is not a place where casual cats and dogs can get together for cheap."

The cadres of the two committees standing on the outside knelt on one knee to accept the task at the same time, with equally dignified expressions.

After getting permission to stand up again, Rimbaud pondered for a moment and said, "My 'former partner' has supernatural powers that are also related to space. If my supernatural powers are mainly about 'tolerance and defense', he is more inclined to 'tolerance and defense'." Repel and attack', that is to completely smash the entire space where the target is located, the scope of action...'wherever the eye can see'."

"Ordinary organization members are not allowed to participate in battles. People with supernatural powers who move slowly and have low defensive capabilities are also not suitable. It is recommended that these personnel focus on self-protection. Verlaine...is so cruel that he even beats his mother who gave birth to him."

She said the name that she wished to erase completely from her memory, and Miss Hongye's eyes flashed—with a name, the intelligence team can thoroughly investigate the person, and they can always find some flaws in other aspects, and, more, Miss Rimbaud past.

Mori Ogai also made a note of this in the small notebook in his heart.

Hehe, you, a bereaved dog from outside, dare to poach Lao Tzu's corner, it's time to understand what "the times have changed".

"Then, Mr. Lantang..."

He was about to say something, but suddenly the whole building shook violently, making it even untenable.

"..."

What the fuck!Can I still let Lao Tzu finish loading the letters?Just ask if you can!