[Comprehensive] After Bai Huahua was expelled by Xiongying

Through the black portal, when Irie stood firm and raised his head, he saw a burly man sitting in the darkness.

"It's really an impolite way to invite someone." Irie rubbed his messy hair.

"No, it's just that you didn't give me a chance to meet you at all." The man smiled, although no joy could be heard from his laughter.

"Oh? That's why I was thinking, why are you good-for-nothing underground leaders, why do you always focus on me, a good-for-nothing middle-aged man with old and young?" He raised his hand and pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose , Irie was helpless in his tone.

"A useless middle-aged man? It's surprising to hear such words from your mouth." The chair slid forward, and the man exposed his entire face to the light.

"Aren't you considering finding a plastic surgeon?" Irie showed disgust on his face.

Selectively ignoring the other party's words, the man continued: "The adult asked me to tell you something."

Irie raised his eyes: "Tell me the date of his own funeral?"

Smiling mockingly, the man said: "You are so disrespectful to that lord, but you can still escape from that world to here safely... Irie Masaichi, do you think you can do this with your own strength?" ?"

When the man said this, the black mist that brought Irie Masaichi here trembled. He knew that the man was already in a rage.

"En?" Irie Zhengyi raised the corners of his lips, "Since that lord is so capable, why don't you let him come and tell me what he wants to say in person, instead of... looking for a shadow that can only be hidden in the darkness now. tell me."

After Irie was finished speaking, he seemed to think of something, took a few steps forward, bent down to face the man whose head had no human face, and said in a low voice, "You don't need to tell me what he wants to say, but I will Here is a sentence that needs you to bring him."

"Tell that guy, I've sworn with my life that I won't let him touch Bai Lan's finger. Want to suck all the flames out of that kid? Then I'll wait for him."

Walking to Heiwu, Masaichi Irie showed the same smile on his face as usual, "Excuse me, Mr. driver, put me in Fuyuki, thank you."

Hei Wu looked at the man in embarrassment, not knowing what to do.

The man raised his hand, motioning for the black mist to take him away into the river.

After the two left, the man turned his head to the corner and said, "Have you seen what he looks like? Hang on."

The boy slowly stood up from the seat, "Ah... I see it clearly, teacher. Is he the one who needs to be shot?"

There was a little tenderness in the man's tone at the moment: "Yes, but not now."

"Why?" Sigang Muhang was puzzled.

"You are not his opponent yet." For his disciples, the man is willing to be patient.

"But he looks powerless."

But the man said: "No, although his strength is strong, it is not so powerful that no one can match him. What is truly powerful about him is the value of his own existence."

"The value of one's own existence?" Sikuomu was a little dizzy.

"Even if he committed the crime of betrayal and stole the most important treasure from the master, the master did not intend to kill him." The man said, "After all... for the master, he is his source of pleasure."

After a long silence in the room, the man said again: "Now, Hang, let's talk about All Might."

Heiwu sent Irie Masaichi back to Fuyuki. Before leaving, Irie Masaichi said, "Heiwu, how much salary does that guy pay you?"

"Uh, enough for me to spend." Black Mist said.

Irie took out his mobile phone and looked at his bank account: "Well, I'll pay you five times the price, how about you leave Tudoutou?"

"Sorry, please forgive me for refusing." Black Mist said.

"Ah, sure enough, compared to Bailan, I'm not suitable for coaxing people." Irie shrugged, waved his hand at the black mist, and turned to leave, "If that guy still asks you to take me to him next time , you must refuse, or when I see you again, I will smash your body hidden in the fog with a fist."

"...Sometimes the solid silver armor is not so reliable." Irie paused, turned his head, and showed a gentle smile to the black mist.

Heiwu looked at Irie Masaichi's back and shuddered.

He will definitely be killed by the opponent, right?Obviously exuding the temperament of waste wood all over his body, but that smile just now...

Realizing that the black mist behind him had left, Irie Masaichi leaned against the wall and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Just pretending to be like that all the time scares the hell out of me."

"But you don't look nervous at all, Irie." Suddenly a man next to him said.

Irie, who seemed to know that there were already people standing there, raised his head very naturally, fished in his pocket with his right hand, and finally took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, "Don't scare me by appearing so suddenly, Saitama."

"Oh, sorry." The bald man in the yellow tights nodded.

"I saw you in Fuyuki, what's the matter, is something going to happen here?" Irie took a puff of cigarette and said.

Qiyu paused for a moment: "No, I'm still unemployed. After all, this is not my world. If I act rashly, it will cause an unpredictable butterfly effect here, and it will be terrible."

The two talked about the recent events familiarly, just like two ordinary middle-aged people (?).

Saitama, and Irie Masaichi met a man with a deep friendship in front of the special counter in the supermarket.Their friendship began with a box of discounted ground beef.

"Sorry, little brother, can you give me this last box of minced beef? After all, there is a bad boy in the family who needs to be fed. If you don't save money, I'm afraid it won't be long. The landlord kicked out the house." Irie, who pretended to be poor but actually owns properties in various places, read with a stick.

The two held one end of minced beef in each hand, making the last struggle.

Glancing at Masaichi Irie, Saitama blinked and let go, "Okay."

"Hey? Will anyone still believe this kind of nonsense?" This time, Irie Masaichi was surprised. He shrugged and stuffed the minced beef into Qiyu's arms, "Okay, here You, I'll make something else for that little bastard to eat."

Once, twice, three times... Two men who are almost thirty, after meeting again and again in the discount area of ​​the supermarket, finally decided to follow their fate and became friends.

After recalling the first meeting between the two, Qiyu said: "That man who looked like smoke just now didn't do anything to you, did he?"

"Well, they won't attack me for the time being." Irie said, "But you, haven't your strength recovered yet?"

Qiyu sighed, lowered his head and retracted his fingers, "Not yet, even the previous 1% cannot be achieved."

"Where's the way home?" Irie asked.

"It's... a little clue." Saitama said in a low voice.

Both he and Irie Masaichi can be considered as time-space-travelers.The difference between the two is that Irie Masaichi is active, while Saitama is passive.However, Saitama has never told Irie how he crossed over. After all, traveling to this world through the toilet is not an experience to be proud of.

"In Fuyuki?" Irie asked.

"Well, at the church." Saitama nodded.

Irie raised the corners of his lips: "It seems that our goal is the church, but I think you haven't gone there yet."

Saitama said, "I just arrived in Fuyuki today."

Looking at the cross in the distance, Irie said softly: "I just came out of the church a few days ago. They lost a very important thing. This news is still tightly sealed. If it is exposed, the entire Fuyuki I'm afraid it's going to be a mess."

"It seems that my information is correct." Saitama's bald head flashed in response to his words, "The clue for me to go home is in the church."

"Want to investigate together?" Irie Masaichi sent out an invitation, "Recently, the underground forces are not very peaceful. My child seems to be being targeted by someone, and I already know where the source is. I just want to know this thread Who in the world is his lackey."

"The first step is Fuyuki?" Saitama asked.

"of course."

Saitama said: "You can't compete with me for specials within one month after you go back."

"Deal." Irie and Qitama clapped hands.

Oda Sakunosuke is a good man, this is the conclusion Prynne came to before saying goodbye to him.Walking out of the bar, it was getting dark, Osamu Dazai opened the car door for Bai Lan, and with the other hand he was looking for a cigarette case in his pocket.

"Is Mr. Oda going home alone?" Bai Lan asked.

Osamu Dazai lit a cigarette, and the smoke drifted upwards, blurring the man's face with a little unreality.

"Writer Oda has a few mouths waiting to be fed. He has to go back quickly, otherwise the children in the family will starve."

"It seems that Mr. Oda is also a person with a story." Bai Lan didn't ask any more questions, but glanced at the time, "Okay, can this competent taxi driver take me back, after all, if you take a taxi at this time If you take the train, you will definitely be caught up in Tokyo's horrible evening rush hour."

Osamu Dazai smiled and said, "I am willing to serve you."

Sitting in the passenger seat, when Bai Lan raised his hand to close the door, Osamu Dazai put one hand across the door.The man leaned down, looked at Bai Lan with his dark eyes, and suddenly said, "I'm thinking about a question."

Bai Lan raised her eyes, her purple eyes seemed a little unreal in the darkness, "Think about how to drive the car into Tokyo Bay for a while?"

"No, that kind of death for love is too straightforward. If it were you, I would prefer to plan it carefully before implementing it." Although Osamu Dazai smiled, Bai Lan found that the other party's smile still didn't touch his eyes.

"Do you need to think about it before implementing it?" Bai Lan laughed, "It's better to say that you haven't thought about it at all."

"Huh? I think you are a rare light in this ugly world." Osamu Dazai pretended to be surprised.

With one eye closed and the other open, Bai Lan was leaning lazily on the back of the chair like a cat at the moment, the boy raised the corners of his lips, and said softly, "Dazai, the two scumbags both understand what the other is thinking. What, there is no need to pretend anymore."

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Xiaozheng is online again

Basically, this chapter is all foreshadowing

In addition, this is a big market, when buying stocks, don't invest in it all at once :)