Sword Men's Guide to Re-Employment

Bingsheng's middle school exams are over. Although he has a rare day off, Nanchuan Yu has made a decision.

For example, go to the Tokyo club to train.

"Hello,? Is it really okay?" Tsunayoshi Sawada's tone was tangled, and he remembered the problem he encountered when he met Nanchuan Yu in the club.

"Don't be superstitious,? You'll be fine." Nanchuan Yu patted the knife suit on his chest, "And I'm not an ordinary person,? Don't worry."

Nanchuan Yu didn't know that he had set a flag.

Seeing Nanchuan Yu's determination, Tsunayoshi Sawada could only nod in agreement.

"Why do you remember to take your Fusangshen with you? Be careful."

"Hahaha, although they are all swords and swords, they all have their own names." Nanchuan Yu recalled the swords in Honmaru and the recent progress, and suddenly smiled, "Maybe it won't be long , everyone can come out often.”

"What... are you going to do?"

"Hee hee,? Keep it secret,? But you will be surprised." Nanchuan Yu blinked, his confident look made Sawada Tsunayoshi both puzzled and curious.

But guessing is also a very interesting experience, Nanchuan Yu will not tell this matter.

And Nanchuan Yu who left didn't know,? After he left Nishoricho,? Sawada Tsunayoshi and the others encountered a chase,? There was only one person on the other side,? But it made everyone suffer,? And took it away He bought half of the Vengley ring.

Yu Nanchuan was training seriously in the tennis club located in Mihua Town, Tokyo, maybe because the things that happened before were too tragic, maybe because it was still a working day, and there were not many people active in the club at this time.

This is cheap for Nanchuan Yu,? Many machines that used to have to be queued to use are empty.In addition, in order to reduce the influence and attract more customers, the owner of the club not only gave preferential discounts, but also compensated Nan Chuan, the victim at the time, and Nan Chuan spent more than a little less on tennis.

Naturally, there is only the remaining budget. Nanchuan Yu has given the swords of life in this article to Fusangshen. After all, although the body is a sword, since thoughts have been born and preferences have been born, then their personal hobbies should be respected.

Nanchuan Yu was thinking about the swords of Honmaru while playing tennis.

The current changes in Honmaru are huge. Since Yu Nanchuan set a strange goal for the swordsmen, the direction of everyone in Honmaru is even more strange, but at least the finished product was shot.

"I really want to see it."

Nan Chuanyou's thoughts are wandering, but the control of the power of his hands and feet is becoming more and more delicate. The body seems to remember the feeling of this moment. The racket seems to be an extension of the body, and the tennis ball is just something that can be picked up at hand.

Nan Chuanyu fell deeply into this mysterious feeling, as if something that had been accumulated for a long time suddenly had a direction.Although the brain is still blank, the body is becoming more and more flexible.

The boy's smooth movements seemed to have a dance-like rhythm. It seemed that the movement was very slow, but he didn't drop a single ball. It seemed that the movement was very light, but every ball hit the floor with a bang.

"Hey, that's..."

"So strong, how did he become so strong?"

The club's discussion attracted the owner of the club. Standing not far away, the boss saw the only figure still playing in the court at a glance, and couldn't help admiring.He was also a tennis player many years ago, but unfortunately his talent was not good, so he retired from professional tennis early. On the contrary, his business was good and he opened this tennis court.

Although he left the professional net, his eyesight as a professional player still exists. The legendary realm, this young boy who looks very young, has actually touched the door.

"Heroes are born in youth."

Nan Chuanyou didn't know the evaluation of the crowd, and when he gradually recovered from that mysterious state, he realized that he was already sweating profusely and was completely exhausted.

"Uh... what's wrong with me?" Nan Chuanyou raised his arm with difficulty, and wiped off the sweat on his forehead. This feeling of powerlessness is a bit like the exhaustion brought about by the scene taught by Li Baoen before, but it's very good... …

Playing tennis can make me collapse?

Nan Chuan You suddenly had deep doubts about his physical strength.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, there was a huge explosion outside the window facing the training ground, and the window was instantly shattered, and then car alarms rang one after another in the street.

"!" Nan Chuan You was so frightened that he retreated quickly, and grabbed a few teenagers who subconsciously wanted to step forward to see the situation, "Don't go, stand in a safe place."

After Nan Chuanyou opened his mouth, the bewildered man seemed to have found his backbone, and followed him to occupy the middle distance of the tennis court, where the windows all around were relatively far away.

Not long after, a group of police rushed up with riot shields.

The leader, Nanchuan Yu, is very familiar with him. He is the police officer Megure whom he met in the previous case. His purpose of coming is not to investigate the case, but to inform everyone about the situation of the case, indicating that the danger has been lifted.

Hearing the words of Police Officer Mumu, many people showed expressions of relief. Then, under the watchful eyes of Nanchuan Yu, those who cleaned up the garbage and continued to train while playing tennis, this calm attitude set off Nanchuan Yu like a Grandma Liu who just entered the Grand View Garden.

"As expected of Tokyo!" Nanchuan said with emotion, while recovering his strength on the sidelines.

Tokyoites are really well-informed.

More knowledgeable are Yokohama people.

An explosion just happened in the commercial street located in the center of Bingsheng Town. Zhongyuan Zhong, who got the news, also rushed to the scene, but found that he was a step late, and there was no one left in the originally bustling commercial street.

It is completely different from the Tokyoites who are still calm in the face of the explosion.

Of course, this feeling of passing by the intelligence made Zhongyuan Zhong very angry.

"Don't let me catch you!" Zhongyuan Zhong also pressed the brim of his hat and said through gritted teeth.

However, Zhong Yuanzhong was not without brains. He looked at the scene and smelled the faint blood in the air. Someone must have been injured.There is only one large hospital in the entire Bisheng Town, so if you want timely treatment, you can only go there.

Although the idea is simple, there is nothing wrong with it.

Nakahara Zhong also said that he found the injured patient in the hospital.

Many of them were affected, and Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at them one by one, and found a ward on the top floor. There were two people in black suits at the door, with a familiar aura on their bodies. with.

"who are you?"

"Heh." With the brim of his hat lowered, the man in black in Central Plains didn't care about threatening him with a gun, "You came to Japan, and you still ask me who I am?"

The black man cut off his gun decisively, but unfortunately the bullet was instantly shrouded in red light and floated in mid-air, unable to hurt him at all.

"This is..." The man in black looked vigilant, but he could only lie on the ground under the force of gravity, watching Zhongyuan Zhongye's soles, and slowly stepped into the ward.

In the ward, Bajir was wrapped into a mummy, with a hanging bottle in his hand, his young face was terribly pale, and he was still in a coma.

"Huh? It's you who made trouble in Yokohama." Nakahara said to himself, "Well, forget it, if you are caught, it can be regarded as an explanation to the leader."

Zhongyuan Zhong didn't care about Bajir's attitude in a coma, and stretched out his hand to take him away directly.Thinking of taking the person away, he can go directly back to Yokohama for a business trip, and he doesn't have to worry about exams, Chuya Nakahara's mood suddenly eased.

"Hey, boy, I advise you not to do this." Suddenly, a slightly mature male voice sounded from outside the door.

Zhongyuan Zhong was also startled. With his strength, he didn't notice that someone entered the door at all. The strength of the person who came was obviously not bad.

"Huh?" Although he was vigilant, Zhong Yuan Zhongye didn't show the slightest expression, his eyes were full of arrogance, and he turned around with disdain, "Are you ordering me?"

The moment Zhongyuan Zhongye turned around, his expression froze slightly, and what caught his eyes was a blond uncle with a simple and honest smile, wearing a khaki hard hat on his head, a white T-shirt and shorts on his lower body , looks like an ordinary miner.

"Hey, don't be angry, the gravity user of Mafia at the port." Sawada Iemitsu still had a simple and honest smile, looking at Chuya Nakahara, who obviously came with bad intentions, without showing the slightest hostility, "I also heard about the incident in Yokohama before. Yes, this matter is our fault, we will apologize to the Boss of your port Mafia afterwards."

"You guys, want to talk to our leader? Ha, why don't you tell us who you are first?"

"Hey, didn't I say that?" The man with short blond hair had a slightly serious expression on his face, "Hey, I'm sorry, I forgot to declare my family name."

"I'm Sawada Iemitsu, a consultant outside Pengo Lie's door."

"Peng Lie? Are you from Peng Lie?" Hearing this name, Zhong Yuan Zhong also's eyes flickered slightly, he was very surprised, and he still couldn't believe it.

Peng Gelie can be regarded as a famous name in the inner world. As a family that has inherited history for a hundred years, it can be said to be the real overlord of the inner world in terms of strength and influence. Few people dare to touch this behemoth.

Compared with Pengo Lie, Port Mafia, which was founded by the leader of the previous generation and developed into the Yokohama Night King before Mori Ogai, can be said to be a young family through and through.

but……

so what?

Zhong Yuanzhong also squinted his eyes, dark red energy emerged from his body, cracks appeared on the floor under his feet, and the black windbreaker flew up and down under the action of gravity.

"Are you... going to fight gravity?"

"Hey, I don't want to start a fight!" Sawada Iemitsu sighed, scratched his hair casually, with a helpless expression, "Are you declaring war on Vongola on behalf of the port Mafia?"

"Representing the port Mafia?" Zhongyuan Zhong was also taken aback, his expression blank for a moment.

Sawada smiled knowingly, and under the simple and honest smile was obvious cunning, "How about, let's talk."

Inexplicably, he was taken to a teahouse to sit down, and Zhongyuan Zhong also pressed the brim of his hat to cover up the bewilderment in his eyes.

The author has something to say: It’s so hard to write two lines, I feel like I can’t take care of any of them...

But it’s fun to bully the handsome Nakahara Naka (Dazai laughs~)