Started with a green hat for Verlaine

Unemployment has skyrocketed since the war.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the Japanese government is really in a hurry. The news from time to time in the newspapers is that a hawkish politician has been killed, or a certain large club has declared bankruptcy, frozen assets, and internal and external troubles continue.In order to solve the problem of unemployment, the Japanese Social Bureau used financial allocations to urgently issue relief subsidies to the unemployed.

Under the special background of the times, the problem of child labor no longer exists, and minors can also work part-time.

The situation of juvenile delinquency is also increasing imperceptibly.

It becomes a new major topic.

It took less than half a year for Japan's Supernatural Secret Service to turn a blind eye to the port mafia's protection of the citizens of Yokohama and the collection of protection fees. Dominion, the whole country is struggling to survive together, trying to get through a difficult year.

In contrast, the port mafia, which has made successful investments in this post-war era, has become the biggest "target" in Yokohama. Not only foreign warlords will make trouble for nothing, criminals also like to blackmail them.

Aso Akiya, who bought a lot of health product patents, was hijacked on the way back from the business negotiations.

He sat in the car without moving, his hands and feet were cold, and a gun was pointed at him outside the car window.

It can be seen that it is a common pistol model.

"Go out by yourself!"

Ma Shengqiu also subconsciously glanced at the bodyguard beside him. Two blood sprayed out, and two members of the martial arts faction were headshot one after another, and fell down slowly. The driver sat in the front row with a face full of horror.

Immediately afterwards, a red dot moved to Aso Qiuya's forehead.

There are long-range snipers!

The thugs who are willing to do anything for money, get funding from foreign warlords, and spare no effort to attack local forces, and civilian members who are not fighting factions and non-supernatural powers have become the best targets.

Ma Shengqiu's status in the organization is not bad, but he is not qualified to be a bodyguard of a person with supernatural powers.

"Shit!" He cursed inwardly, feeling anxious.

Your whereabouts should be kept secret!

Under the pressure of the sniper, Ma Shengqiu pushed open the door and raised his hands, signaling not to shoot lightly.He deliberately showed fear and timidity, and walked in front of those enemies, trying to think of countermeasures every step of the way.When a scholar meets a soldier, there is no reason to explain it. His life is extremely precious, and he cannot be head-to-head. In this kind of hostile situation, he is not afraid of meeting an opponent who is like a god, but he is afraid that the opponent will be as useless as a pig.

"I'm a commercial negotiator of the Port Mafia, and I'm not good at force. People in my company can testify!"

This sentence is useful, eliminating the possibility of the enemy firing a shot when his hands tremble nervously.

His mobile phone and gun were found, as well as small self-defense items, and his hands were handcuffed.In the next second, the burlap bag was put on his head, and his vision went dark.

The kidnappers laughed loudly, and said to their companions: "It worked, they are from Hong Kong gangsters, they don't look like low-level members, and the car they are riding in is a commercial vehicle."

Immediately, the man who threatened him with a gun said rudely, "Go!"

Ma Shengqiu was also kicked from behind by the opponent, staggered a few steps, gritted his teeth, and walked in the dark.

Before getting out of the car, he had secretly sent a distress alarm to the locator on his belt, notifying the port mafia.Before the rescuers from the port mafia arrived, he had to resist the punishment and not reveal anything, otherwise he would be the first to be dealt with when the rescuers came. No matter how much money he made for the port mafia, it would be useless!

Traitor must die!

Ma Shengqiu also tried to remember the route, but found that he was really unfamiliar, so he gave up on himself.

He got into the kidnapper's car and was taken to the other party's stronghold.

There were other people sitting in the car, and the man closest to him had a strong body odor. The other man played with his mobile phone and forced him to unlock it.Ma Shengqiu also has a good habit of cleaning up the phone every day, leaving behind all the content that is not afraid of being checked, so he simply revealed the password.Smart hackers can retrieve deleted message records, and such people can also crack passwords. Ma Shengqiu does not believe that this group of impromptu people can do it.

The man seemed to be more curious about the members of Hong Kong gangsters, and couldn't wait to read it. When he clicked on the album, he saw some scenery photos and food photos of Yokohama.

It looks no different from ordinary people.

After arriving at the destination, the kidnappers relaxed and threw Ma Shengqiu on the chair and locked them up.The kidnappers, who thought it was something valuable when they opened the document bag containing the business negotiations, all burst into laughter when they saw the contents.

"Health supplements?"

"Do Hong Kong gangsters still operate this kind of thing? You're going to laugh to death!"

"It's actually buying some Indian brand health care product patents... What, the patent fee is so high?"

"The mafia is rich. I don't know how much they will spend to redeem people. Hey, before you redeem them, you'd better give me some more useful information."

"Brother, don't those foreigners want to know the intelligence of the high-level mafia at the port? Let's ask him, and he will be beaten up if he doesn't tell... Hey! Do you have the photos and identity information of those people?"

Aso, who heard these words through the cloth bag, also said nothing, like a dull statue.Except for her body trembling slightly when she was found wearing a valuable diamond ring and was forcibly taken away, even when she was beaten, she didn't have the slightest need to cry and beg for mercy.

His eyes became cold and gloomy.

Free your mind.

After that, it was a long period of suffering and waiting until the smell of blood in the air flooded.

"Shh-!"

He blinked as much as possible to avoid the strong light, and after a few seconds of blurred vision, he saw clearly that the person who took off his hood was a little girl with long hair. The 12-year-old Koye Ozaki looked at him with curiosity in her rose-red pupils. Behind her was the humanoid superhuman ability "Golden Yasha" in the appearance of a woman in kimono.

"Boss sent me to rescue you, you go back with them." After she finished speaking, she carried the murderous weapon and walked to the other side. There were undead subjects on the scene who were suitable for interrogation.

Ma Shengqiu also stood up from the chair, the pain came back to his body, and the self-hypnosis failed.

He hugged his aching stomach: "Hiss, please give me your phone."

Koye Ozaki's footsteps paused, "Golden Yasha" floated to the man who snatched Akiya Aso's phone, found a black phone, and threw it in the direction of Akiya Aso.

Ma Shengqiu also caught it in a hurry, his face was a little disfigured, with bruises from the beating.Regardless of his physical injuries, he dialed the phone number of the leader of the gangsters in Hong Kong, waited for a while, and reported to work in a formal manner: "Boss, I have met Miss Hongye, thank you for the organization's rescue, I will send the contract back now, and talk about it." The proper amount was lower than expected, and the formula was in my head and was not disclosed to anyone."

Of course, the leader of the Hong Kong gangsters is a scumbag boss who makes the best use of his subordinates and doesn't care about his other problems. With a single order, Ma Shengqiu will go back to work immediately to make up for the delayed working hours.

Before leaving, Ma Shengqiu had also overcome the pain, put down his phone, and walked slowly to the side of the person who hadn't died yet.He finally found his ring from a personal pocket and put it back on his ring finger.

then.

In front of Koyo Ozaki, he raised his foot and stomped hard on the kidnapper's hand.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--!!!"

Under the heart-piercing cry of the kidnappers, the fingers of both hands were completely destroyed.

Not only that, Aso Aki also reached out his hand to the members of the martial arts faction who followed Ozaki Koyo, with a cold face, without saying a word, the members of the martial arts faction were shocked by his chill, and subconsciously took out their guns to him.Ma Shengqiu was also loaded, and he fired seven shots at the enemy, and the last shot gave him a chance to die!

Koyo Ozaki hurriedly said, "Hello!"

Ma Shengqiu also said coldly: "I take the responsibility, there is no shortage of him alive in the interrogation room."

If the cross is the priest's faith, the ring is his spiritual support.

Whoever moves will die.

Ma Shengqiu also returned to the port mafia, and after a busy afternoon, he squeezed out time to go to the medical department in the evening.

Compared with two years ago, the medical department has expanded in scale and has abundant material reserves. It not only treats people inside the Hong Kong gangsters, but also receives some related collaborators and rich people who paid a lot of money for their lives.

The familiar surgeon came to examine him in person, ordered the nurse to help him apply the medicine, and joked: "Mr. Aso, no matter what position you are in, you will always have the opportunity to visit the medical department."

Ma Shengqiu was so painful that he wanted to roll his eyes, grabbed the female nurse's paw, and moved away from the focus, "Don't take off my clothes, I have a wife!"

The female nurse didn't see him, and said calmly: "It's all flesh and blood wounds. The person who beat you didn't beat you hard. After taking the medicine, it will definitely hurt in the next few days. You can sell your wife badly at night. "

"How is it possible!" Ma Shengqiu also refuted her words.

The nurse is puzzled.

Ma Shengqiu also looked at the ring on his ring finger, frowned, and asked the female nurse for a bottle of disinfectant.

After cleaning the ring, he said nonchalantly, "I plan to work overtime at the headquarters tonight!"

The surgeon squinted at him, didn't complain about his waste of bed resources, and was still thinking about the male Frenchman back then.

"You haven't broken up yet?"

"Shut up, we're in a good relationship! God can't separate us!"

Lan Tang.

Today I also survived tenaciously, and did not die silently in a corner of the world.

Every day, I try to get a little better.

In a neighborhood where dragons and snakes are mixed together in Yokohama, people die every day. A French youth with long hair and a coat walks out of it unharmed. His melancholy and handsome face is particularly terrifying in a certain sense.He was getting closer and closer to the informant he had inquired about, and he stopped at the door of a grocery store without making a sound.

He was holding the phone and heard a ding dong.

There is new information.

Lan Tang immediately opened the new message, and got a pitiful answer from Qiu Ye who was working overtime.

[Lan Tang, I'm working overtime tonight T_T. 】

【take care. 】

After replying to this sentence, Lan Tang's face became soft and indifferent in the blink of an eye.

Qiu didn't dare to expose him to the eyes of the port mafia, so he secretly wanted to ask foreign intelligence dealers if there was any information on the French "Artille Rimbaud".

According to the clues he had, he became more and more frightened. He guessed that he was a Frenchman who illegally smuggled over during the war. , most likely a spy sent by some organization.

Suddenly, he couldn't pass this step.

because--

He had a premonition that the peaceful life would be broken, and his hands might be stained with blood.

The best way to cover up the secret is to kill the person who knows the secret. Regardless of whether the intelligence dealer is an insider or not, the best end is to keep his mouth shut forever when he hears the name "Artier Rimbaud".

Can a hand that has killed someone still hold up a collection of poems and write down the poems that Qiu Ye likes carefree?

He was a little dizzy and his thoughts were wandering.

"never mind."

Lan Tang's murderous intent was like the eve of a blizzard, extremely suppressed, hitting other people's hearts heavily, but he himself didn't know how terrifying he was, the owner of the grocery store was already sitting paralyzed on a chair in fright.

He turned and left, with a bit of unspeakable sadness, as beautiful as poetry.

Find a better way next time...

better one……

The kind that Qiu would not know about.