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"Central Plains also destroyed the mafia office building, and the maintenance cost is very high." Mori Ogai sat on the chair he was very familiar with, with his elbows on the table and his chin on his hands. "Of course, if you can't get this part of the repair fee, with the option to join the mafia."

As long as you join the mafia, you are considered an internal employee, and the maintenance costs can be reimbursed.

"How?" The mafia leader extended the invitation again, in front of his apprentice.

The blond lady took a big bite of the cake, "Rintaro, I want to eat your cake."

"Alice sauce, that was reserved for you."

The face changed in seconds, but this did not affect Mori Ogai handing over the estimated bill to Nakahara Chuya.

Zhong Yuanzhong also took the bill, and when he saw the huge number on it, his face turned black, "It's just part of the floor and a glass wall, how could it cost two! One hundred! Ten thousand!"

If it was before, Zhongyuan Zhong only needed to eat and drink every day, and he didn’t care much about the amount of money, but now he often goes to the supermarket with Saitama to shop for specials. When it’s a day off, shopping is more difficult As the King of Sheep, it would be difficult to single out the middle forces in Yokohama, so in the eyes of the current Zhongyuan Zhongya, 200 million is a special commodity that represents Xiaoshan.

"It doesn't matter if you can't get it out, you can consider my other proposal." The mafia leader smiled darkly, looking at the embarrassed and poor orange-haired boy, he finally showed the expression of a hunter who is bound to win the prey .

The prey has already entered the cage and cannot escape, just need to spend a little patience to kill the wildness of the prey.

After eating the last bite of the cake, the blond girl sat on the chair and dangled her two thin calves. Suddenly, a sharp light flashed in her eyes, and she looked at Nakahara Chuya.

The orange-haired boy who couldn't afford 200 million and didn't want to join the mafia was forced to the extreme and wanted to use the purest force to solve the problem.

Facing the mafia leader who is also living in the dark, there is no need to reason at all. He is strong enough, and he only needs to show his powerful fists.

"Alice, the disposable dinner plates need to be thrown into the trash can." Saitama seemed to have not noticed anything, and when the blond woman looked over, he pointed to the trash can, "If you can clean it up, Next time I'll make you a cheesecake."

"I will definitely be able to do it well." The blond girl was tempted instantly, jumped off the chair, and quickly packed away the disposable plates, forks, and napkins.

Saitama walked up to Chuya Nakahara and reached for the bill in his hand.

The orange-haired boy panicked instantly, feeling that he had gotten into trouble, and that he would definitely not be able to repay such a huge amount.

Facing the notorious dark organization and the leader of the mafia, the orange-haired boy could choose to fight without hesitation and show his thick fists, but when facing the boy from the light, he lost his mind instantly. The only thing he thought of was It is impossible to let Qiyu carry huge debts with him.

"That's the bill." The orange-haired boy held the bill and hid it behind his back guiltily.

"Let me see." Qiyu stretched out his hand and walked around behind him, his body couldn't help being very close to the boy, almost touching one place.

So what if he hid behind his back, Saitama put both hands behind him at the same time, and got the bill easily.

It is a company registered by the mafia, and the bill issued by the formal procedure has certain legal effects, especially in the dark, this bill represents the money.

Mori Ogai watched with distressed Alice running around to clean up, and even wiped the table with a rag, just to let Saitama cash the cheesecake.

"Alice-chan, Dad feels sorry for you like this." Mori Ogai acted out a scene that only he knew, as if no one was around.

The blond woman ignored him and went about her business.

"The bill can't be changed." Saitama squeezed the bill and rubbed his chin with one hand to think, "That's good. I'll be responsible for repairing the damaged parts, so the bill will be useless."

Mori Ogai stopped suddenly, and turned his head together with the blond woman, "That's the mafia office building."

"It's okay. Even if it's a mafia office building, the mafia members can't fix it?" Saitama asked back.

Mafia boss stuck.

As we all know, the mafia is notorious in Yokohama. They run a lot of profiteering businesses, and at the same time use some bloody means to maintain order in the dark. But generally speaking, the ability to destroy can be achieved, but the ability to repair is not needed at all, so it tends to be infinite. close to zero.

"The top floor, right?" Saitama knew that the top floor was Mori Ogai's office, so he kindly suggested, "Mr. Mori can move to the vacant temporary office on the lower floor, and Chuya and I are responsible for moving the office."

The ordinary teenager began to think that there was a patient in the clinic today, so it was obviously too late.

"Tomorrow will be fine. Tomorrow the clinic will be closed for a day, let's see if we can solve this matter..."

"By the way, Chuya, are you free tomorrow?"

Saitama knows that his ability is not strong enough to run rampant in Yokohama, especially if he goes to the mafia office building, it is tantamount to going to the mafia lair. Without Nakahara Nakahara by his side, he has no confidence.

"I'm free." Nakahara Nakaya said immediately, looking at Saitama, the expression on his face softened, and said softly, "Thank you."

I thought that 200 million would be a target for the Mafia to be nailed to me. I thought that the conflict was inevitable, but I didn't expect the matter to be resolved easily.

"Relax." Saitama gave the orange-haired boy a reassuring look, and began to settle accounts with Mori Ogai, "Mr. Mori, it stands to reason that you were the one who called him, and you were the one who forced him to join the mafia, and he was forced to leave, by the way It's normal to break something, and logically you shouldn't come to collect debts."

"Saitama." Mori Ogai was very sad, the blond woman was bought by cheesecake, he wanted to watch good talents, but was ruthlessly stopped by his apprentice, "I am your master, we are master and apprentice, you should help me, not Stand beside that little boy."

The orange-haired boy has fair skin, a handsome face, and a thin figure. He is indeed very small and fair-faced.

"Naka ​​is not a handsome boy, I rely on him..." Qiyu retorted, wanting to say that he is a handsome boy, but then remembered that he was ordinary-looking, not a beautiful boy, so he could only grit his teeth and say, "Young ordinary face."

"Is this the point?" Mori Ogai couldn't help but feel that his relationship with Saitama as a teacher and apprentice had faded.

"Well, although the clinic doesn't receive many patients these days, the business is pretty good." Saitama showed the bill to Mori Ogai, "It's more profitable than before, and we can consider buying a new batch of medical equipment."

The clinic is indeed doing very well, and the business has not plummeted because of the black doctor's departure.

As expected, the master-student relationship is still there.

With a wave of his hand, Mori Ogai decided to follow Saitama's proposal and use most of the profits to buy a new batch of medical equipment, the best and most sophisticated ones.

As a mafia leader, he would attract attention no matter where he went. Mori Ogai didn't want to expose his relationship with the clinic, so he could only leave the clinic as soon as the sleeping patients woke up and when no outsiders came.

He came here aggressively with the bill, just to capture the king of the sheep that he had been optimistic about for a long time, but he returned in defeat and lost the bill.

"Rin Taro, why are you so useless." The blond woman said disgustedly, grabbing the mafia leader who was only 33 years old and had an unshaven beard and looked very vicissitudes. He looked like a middle-aged man.

The vicissitudes of Mori Ogai's face was full of sadness, "Alice-chan, I only have you left."

The blond woman looked at the vicissitudes of life even more disgustingly, "I still have Saitama's cheesecake!"

The clinic returned to calm.

Because it was agreed to set aside a day tomorrow to solve the maintenance of the mafia office building, Zhongyuan Zhong also decided to work harder today to deal with all the problems accumulated by the sheep organization, and strive to completely free up tomorrow.

So after confirming that Mori Ogai had left, the orange-haired boy ran away in a hurry.

Only Saitama and the sleepy teenager lying on the hospital bed were left in the clinic.

Qiyu helped the patient replace the fever-reducing patch, then moved the bench to sit in front of the hospital bed, and opened the medical book to read.

There is never enough knowledge.

"Teacher, teacher..." The lying boy murmured in a small voice, then suddenly opened his eyes, looking blankly at a completely unfamiliar place.

"Natsume? Are you awake?" Qiyu hurriedly put away the medical books and stood up, explaining to the young man, "The companion who sent you here said that he would find a solution to your problem. For other reasons I don't know."

The young man with a handsome face slowly focused his eyes, looking at the young and excessive doctor in front of him, he looked like an ordinary boy, he couldn't help hesitating, "Doctor?"

"I'm a doctor." Qiyu admitted, and quickly brought a glass of warm water, "Drink some water."

The boy slowly got up and sat on the hospital bed, holding the water glass with both hands, his eyelashes were long and curled up when he lowered his head to drink, but there was still a fever-reducing patch on his forehead, which looked inexplicably fragile.

There was a dark green schoolbag next to the hospital bed, and he opened his mouth, containing textbooks and books that would be used at this age.

The two are about the same age, but one is studying normally, and the other is a doctor in the clinic.

The boy was very shy. After drinking the whole glass of water, when he handed the glass to Saitama, he said "thank you" in a low voice, and then sat silently without speaking.

Qiyu sat down next to the hospital bed, silently picked up the medical book and read it carefully, without asking why the boy came to the clinic, and why he had a persistent high fever because of an inexplicable force even though he looked like he was in school and came from the Bright World , Ordinary medical methods can't treat it at all.

Everyone has their own secrets, Qiyu is not qualified to discipline others, he can only give without asking, listening, or looking, just a little bit of consideration.

The atmosphere between the two became inexplicably harmonious, but it didn't last long, the door of the clinic opened suddenly, and a gust of wind rushed in, accompanied by a mature and magnetic male voice, "Natsume."