Sword Men's Guide to Re-Employment

On the streets of Yokohama, a beautiful American woman with deep eyebrows and a slender figure disembarked from the port.

She rubbed her temples, took off her wide-brimmed top hat, and fanned it in her hands.

Under the sun, her snow-white skin showed a bright luster.

After a while, she attracted the attention of many people, some were eager to pass the note, and some thought they were chic and parked the car in front of her.

"Hi, beauty, want to go for a ride?"

The woman spit out a string of English expressionlessly.

The man who thought he was handsome was overwhelmed by the strong aura of the woman, and watched his luxury car leave in despair.

After waiting for a while,? Just when the woman's face became more and more gloomy, a low-key commercial vehicle stopped beside the woman.

The car door opened, and a thick-set man wearing a top hat and wearing sunglasses helped the woman open the car door.

However,? Just a driver.

Everyone's desire to gossip has not been satisfied,? Regretfully watching the car drive far away from the port.

"The gin didn't come?" Belmode crossed his legs, his bright red nails touched the corners of his lips, and his eyes were dim.

"Brother..." Vodka's voice was a little hesitant, as if he had some considerations and was afraid of something.

"Oh?" Belmode became interested, his red lips slightly hooked, and his words were a little curious, "It seems that he is not going to engage in some ghost-catching plan of his? Tell me."

"Ah..." Vodka showed a bit of hesitation, but under the threat of Belmode's eyes, he quickly sold out the gin.

"That's right, my eldest brother is wanted by the police, and his profile picture is posted all over the streets of Japan. My eldest brother hasn't been out recently."

"what?"

Belmode was shocked. From her point of view, using gin to eradicate grass and roots even made her wanted warrants plastered all over everyone's alleys.

"Who is so powerful that he can make Qin Jiu suffer such a big loss?"

"It's an entertainment company. Behind them, it seems to have a connection with Pengo Lie."

Whatever Belmod asked, Vodka would answer. After asking and answering, Belmod also figured out the problem.

Gin wine, it's a loss of not knowing the entertainment industry.

"Well, I suddenly became interested in this company. Give me a copy of the information." Belmode said with a gleeful smile.

Vodka stopped obediently, dug out the documents from the file bag, and handed them to Belmode in the back seat of the car.

Belmode took the documents, opened the car door, took a step with his long legs, got out of the car and walked away without any regrets.

Vodka, who was sitting in the car, was stunned for a while before he took out his phone and called Gin.

"Vodka, don't tell me you have a problem with everyone."

"Brother." Vodka's voice was thick and deep, "Bermod suddenly got out of the car and left."

"Gone?" Gin's voice was cold, "Did she say anything before she left?"

"Wh... didn't say anything." Vodka replied.

"Damn woman." Gin Jiu hung up the phone angrily, "Damn mystic."

Belmode took some interest in Honmaru Entertainment, as did Port Mafia, the port's biggest dark force in bewilderment.

After hearing the report from his subordinates that a force related to Pengo Lie had actually established a firm foothold in Leibo Street, Mori Ogai dropped the teacup in his hand angrily.

"What's going on?" Mori Ogai's tone was cold, and his purple irises looked a little strange.

"Sorry, it was my dereliction of duty." It was Ozaki Koyo who was in charge of intelligence who spoke.

It was also at this time that she got the information. She accidentally discovered that an insignificant little guy had suddenly grown into a giant, but she didn't notice it at all.

Thinking of this, Ozaki Momiji, who was wearing a red kimono, looked even colder.

"You have always been meticulous, and this kind of thing shouldn't have happened." Mori Ogai comforted him, "So, who intervened."

Before Koyo Ozaki could answer, Mori Ogai had the answer.

In Yokohama, the only one that can compete with the strength of Port Mafia is the Supernatural Secret Service Division.

As for Special Agent Corey, there is only one person who can block the exchange of information at the port Mafia so precisely...

"That disciple of mine really will seize the opportunity."

Mori Ogai thought for a while, and only let Koyo Ozaki go down to receive the punishment according to the rules, and then called Chuya Nakahara.

Zhong Yuan Zhong also looked respectful, with a ignorant expression.

"I heard that you were in Italy before and had a good relationship with Pengo Lie." Mori Ogai asked.

"Yes." Zhong Yuanzhong also didn't notice the problem in this sentence at all, and nodded frankly, not caring at all, if this sentence is known to the leader who is suspicious of him, what will happen to him.

However, Mori Ogai knows that Nakahara also has a one-on-one personality.

However, Mori Ogai was still very angry.

After adjusting his breathing a little, Mori Ogai said, "Well, you did a good job. I have a task for you now."

"Yes." Respectfully taking off his hat and saluting, Zhong Yuan Zhong also stood aside, quietly waiting for the leader's order.

Seeing Nakahara Chuya's respectful attitude, Mori Ogai closed his eyes, and then said: "You ask them directly why you let the forces enter-Raibo Street."

"What?!" Chuya Nakahara was very angry after hearing this. He bowed and saluted, and then said, "Boss, I'm going to drive them out of Yokohama."

"No, you wait." Mori Ogai stopped, "I asked you to contact Pengo Li first, right here."

Zhong Yuanzhong also heard the order, and then calmed down.

He made a call, and on the other end, it was still late at night in Italy.

But Italians start their morning at eleven o'clock, and this kind of late night is about the same as evening, and the phone will be connected soon.

"What, send people to Yokohama? There is no such thing?" The Kudaime guardian who was drinking with the new strong man accidentally put down the wine glass in his hand.

At this time, he didn't pay attention, and the strong man with short red hair also put down his wine glass, paying attention to the conversation between them.

"Certainly not, Chuya... well, Mr. Nakahara. Well, you Japanese are very particular about things."

After grumbling and complaining a few words, he explained that the Italians were wanton and romantic, and explained calmly: "We didn't send anyone into Yokohama."

"But it may be some third-rate... Hey, it's the household registration procedures handled by Peng Gelie. This..." The guardian of the ninth generation purpose thought for a while, vaguely seems to have such a thing.

"It seems to be the case, but they are not Vongola's vassals."

"In other words, it doesn't matter if our Yokohama Mafia makes a move?"

The familiar voice changed suddenly, and Guardian Jiudaimu's brain was dazed for a moment because of the alcohol, but he quickly came back to his senses, "You are right, Mr. Mori from Port Mafia."

Noticing the change in the address of the people around him, the red-haired young man raised his head as if feeling something, then scratched his short hair again as if suddenly realizing something, and lowered his head to stop paying attention.

Well, after leaving Yokohama, everything there shouldn't matter so much.

With a satisfactory answer, Mori Ogai was satisfied.And when facing Nakahara Nakaya's eyes filled with "I'm going" eager to try, it's rare that he didn't ask too much.

"Well, since it's a place you're familiar with, go and have a look..."

"Yes!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also received the order, and aggressively drove his newly replaced motorcycle into Leibo Street.

And the Jiudaimu guardian who also hung up the phone, looked at the man who seemed to be a little restless, showed a bright smile and said: "Oda, you are from Yokohama, so you are still there?" Acquaintances? Can I trouble you to pass this news on?"

"Ah?" Oda Sakunosuke reacted for a few seconds before recovering, "Didn't you say that that force has nothing to do with Pengo Lie?"

"Oh, it's a small company run by Pengo Lie's next friend, and it's not a mafia. Naturally, it has nothing to do with Pengo Lie."

After pondering for a while, Oda Sakunosuke nodded in understanding, and then obediently sent the news that Port Mafia might take action against a company to his friend Dazai.

A phone call, a text message, the news crossed two oceans and successfully returned to Yokohama.

Chuya Nakahara, riding his beloved motorcycle, stood outside Leibo Street.

In my head, it was the voice of Mori Ogai.

"Since it is a place you are familiar with... you should go and have a look."

"Since it is a place you are familiar with?!"

Looking at the flat road in front of him, although it is only a compacted dirt floor, and there is no concrete pavement, but is this really Leibo Street?

After stopping the motorcycle, Chuya Nakahara walked into Leibo Street in a trance.

There are still dilapidated houses all around, but Zhongyuanzhong has also passed by, and I can't feel the breath of people living inside.

What about those people...?

With his hands in his pockets, Zhong Yuanzhong also walked on the straight road, with various thoughts surging in his heart.

He originally thought that when he returned to Leibo Street, there would always be some feeling that things are right and people are wrong, but what he didn't expect was that the current Leibo Street is not only people are different, but things are also different.

After walking for nearly 10 minutes, Zhongya Zhongya felt that there were traces of life nearby.

The surrounding houses are also different from the entrance. The walls have been painted, the roof has been filled, and even the broken glass on the windows has been replaced with brand new ones.

If it wasn't for the material of the walls or materials familiar to Central Plains, he would think that this place is no longer Leibo Street.

"Outsider?" A question from a child's voice made Zhongyuan Zhong also see the person who pushed the door.

Central Plains Chuya...

Before he could feel the sadness of "quickly asking the customer where he came from", an adult with his head sticking out behind the door hurriedly dragged the child back.

From the terrified expression of the other party, it can be seen that this person knows himself.

"Hey, I want to ask you something."

"King of Sheep, I don't know anything! Don't hurt my son!" From behind the door, an adult answered in a loud voice.

"what?"

Before Zhongyuan Zhong also used gravity to demolish the house, a neutral male voice came from behind him.

"Don't embarrass them, just ask me if you have any questions."

Zhongyuan Zhong also turned his head, and saw a man with black hair and golden eyes wearing a blindfold covering half of his eyes, standing behind him in armor.

"You are the person in charge?" Zhong Yuanzhong also squinted his eyes, feeling that the person in charge came a little too fast, and became more and more vigilant in his heart.

"That's it."

"Then why did you come to Leibo Street? What is your purpose!" Zhong Yuanzhong asked directly, too lazy to beat around the bush.

"Ah, this." Candlestick Qie Guangzhong replied, "The main reason is that the rent is cheap."

"?" Zhongyuan Zhong also looked confused.