The daily life of passersby behind the scenes BOSS

The vast port was quickly searched by a large number of mafia members.

It was quiet all around, as if the information was really wrong and the GSS people were not planning to attack the port.

Guangjin Liulang's gaze swept across the audience, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Kazama Yonlan's figure still huddled behind the car, and couldn't help frowning.

But just when he was about to open his mouth to say something to Kazama Yardan, a person with supernatural ability suddenly called out: "Boss! There is something in the sea!"

Guangjin Liulang's eyes were fixed, and when he was about to walk quickly, he changed in vain.

Dozens of water jets soared into the sky from under the sea, only rushing towards the port mafia members standing on the shore.

Before they could react, the impact of the powerful water flow had already caused the first wave of damage.The guns/arms in the hands of ordinary members were dumb/fired, and people fell to the ground under the blow, life and death were unknown.

The water droplets splashing all over the sky refracted the light in the sunlight, making it impossible to see exactly where the enemy was.The members of the Black Lizard Troop immediately activated their supernatural powers to deal with the enemies in the dark vigilantly.

The situation on the battlefield ahead is tense.

However, Kazema Yonlan, who was standing far behind the car, relied on her height to lean on the car body confidently, her slender and strong arms resting casually on the roof of the car.

While lazily resting his chin with one hand, the young man occasionally casually glanced at the progress of the battle, while taking out his cell phone to check the news that had been buzzing constantly since just now.

[Kazemain, have you seen Yamada and the others today? ]

[These guys haven’t come today. Before you set off, I asked a few people who are usually close to them, and they all said they didn’t know about it, but they leaked one location, Old Street. ]

[Coincidentally, I just received a report from a resident that a Mafia corpse was found in Old Street.It has been confirmed that it is Yamada and the others. ]

Seeing the last sentence, Lan Kazamain suddenly realized who Yamada was.

However, he expressed his confidence in the fact that he hadn’t remembered the names of his colleagues after one month of employment—the mafia’s labor contract did not state the need to remember the names of colleagues.It is his life creed to do things with money and never do more.

but……

Those blue eyes immediately flashed a sarcasm without warmth.

In order to grasp a slight upward possibility, the posture of desperately climbing even if stepping on the corpse of an innocent person is really ugly.

For profit and desire, he even does not hesitate to destroy the precious normal life of others—that's why he hates these mice that live in the dark so much.

There are continuous sounds of fire/cannons and screams in my ears. The supernatural powers unscrupulously destroyed the building without any hesitation, and the huge roar even shook the ground.

Kazama Yardan let the wind with the smell of gunpowder blow the silver hair on his cheeks, he lowered his eyes and focused on his mobile phone.

[Who is Yamada? ]

[However, the old street is really chaotic, and it is normal for people to die during the day.So team leader, when can I get a raise?I want to rent a house in a safe place. ]

Vigorous fingers hit send.

Kazama Yonlan looked at the group leader's "..." and nodded in satisfaction.

Very good, very in line with my usual performance style.

"Did you do it!" A horrified and hateful questioning voice suddenly sounded beside Kazama Yonlan.

He raised his eyebrows and looked up.

Several members of the security team who were seconded like himself were surrounding him at the moment, with the guns/guns in their hands aimed at his chest.

The young man's overly stable gaze swept over their faces one by one, and their faces all coincided with those who he found to have strange expressions this morning.

In order to snatch the resources of the port, the GSS has spent a lot of money. The several superpowers sent by the GSS are difficult to deal with. They are fighting with the Black Lizard troops. Ordinary members continue to fire and attack out of orders and self-protection.

Amid the commotion, no one noticed the little episode behind the car.

Kazamain Lan smiled and shook her phone at them, her tone relaxed: "Are you talking about the group leader who asked me about those people just now? It's called Shan, Yamaguchi? Sakaguchi? It's Sakata."

"Well, it doesn't matter what it's called, and it's useless to remember anyway." Kazama Yardan shrugged, her beautiful eyebrows drooping in aggrieved way, and said, "How can you blame me for nothing? I have come here, how can I have time to deal with those few people—and besides, I am a weak ordinary person, and I can't deal with several people."

——He deliberately waited until after work, and then led the neighbor's wife to go out to buy vegetables and pass by the crime scene.The alibi is the owner of the mafia.

However, Kazamain Lan's perjury can deceive the security team leader and the police station who don't know the inside story, but these people who participated in the plan clearly know that Yamada and the others were not killed during working hours at all.

Everyone wants to be seconded by the five major cadres, and Dazai Osamu, who has the highest mission security, is no less than a piece of fat to them.

However, such a good thing fell on a waste like Kazama Yardan, which made the small group in the security team quite dissatisfied.So after confirming the secondment list in the morning, the few people who were not selected turned their attention to Kazama Yuanlan.

If Lan Kazamain died, wouldn't the quota be vacated?

Several of them were struggling at the bottom when the old leader was in power, and they knew very well that crouching tigers, hidden dragons were inside the mafia.So to be cautious, they decided to act together and compete for this spot after killing Kazama Yardan.

It was well planned.

The only thing missing is...

Inside the Mafia, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon is indeed true.

"Who the hell are you!"

The few people who knew the inside story looked at Kazama Yonlan who was still smiling in front of them, and finally realized belatedly that this young man who was despised by everyone and was nothing but a waste in their eyes had never revealed anything halfway. A little fear!

Whether dealing with corpses, cleaning up the scene, or transporting seriously injured people, this good-natured young man always smiles in the face of bloody scenes, and occasionally even kindly tells seriously injured people how to save themselves from death...

Why, they never realized this before today!

The hearts of the few people who were vigilant because of the tragic death of their companions were chilled.

Kazama Yuanlan had a panoramic view of the changes in expressions of several people.

He sighed, raised his vigorous palms to gather up his silver-white half-long hair that was blown by the sea breeze, and in the eyes of everyone's panic and vigilance, he casually bit the blue hair rope on his wrist, and simply tied his hair up. behind.

"Why do you need to know so much?" Kazama Yardan felt a little regretful: "Smart people know when to be smart, but idiots always get smart suddenly just before they die."

The young man lazily stood up with a slender body from the car he had been leaning on, turned his head and smiled and looked at a few guys whose hands were shaking with guns because of fear.

"But there is one thing, I want to praise you."

In the backlight refracted by the sea surface, those eyes as bright as sapphires were filled with cold pity.

"Guys like you can always find a suitable grave for yourself."

Kazamain Lan smiled and stretched out her slender arms, letting the sea breeze blow the corners of her clothes.

"In this kind of fire/chaotic battle, no matter how you ask for help, no one will hear it. It's just a few more people died..."

He tilted his head: "The Mafia has long been used to it."

Because of their own imagination and Kazama Yardan's deepening fear step by step, the psychological defenses of the few people finally completely collapsed.

In the midst of desperate fear, several people bulged their eyes, screamed and pulled the trigger.

"Monster! Go to hell, monster!"