Port Mafia's strongest son-in-law

It was sunny and cloudless.Today is a good day to talk about cooperation.

"Mr. Sen, wish us a happy cooperation."

The man's voice was very deep, and he seemed to be hidden in the darkness. The raised collar covered most of his face, except for the long silver hair pouring out from under the black top hat, which looked abnormal. dazzling.

"Happy cooperation." Mori Ogai held the white-gloved hand extended by the man, and left with a touch, "Mr. Gin."

Yes, the man is gin.He is here today to discuss cooperation with Port Mafia on behalf of the Black Organization.

The content of the cooperation is naturally related to a certain drug.

"Since the cooperation has been negotiated smoothly, I won't stay any longer." Qin Jiu stood up and bowed his body.

"Go slowly." Mori Ogai got up to see him off, and before Gin Jiu left, he also expressed the sincerity of Mafia at the port to the black organization.

"If your organization has any good ideas in the future, our port Mafia will be very happy to cooperate."

Gin Jiu nodded and turned to leave. When he reached the door, he was stopped by Mori Ogai again.

"Gin."

Gin stopped when he heard this.

"Hongye is in the building."

After Mori Ogai finished speaking, the silver-haired man walked out of the room as if nothing had happened.

But Sen Ouwai knew that Qin Jiu had heard it, and not only that, he also wanted to take action.

Gin Jiu, who was standing in the elevator, lowered his head slightly, maybe it's okay to go and see her?

Speaking of which, he hadn't seen Hongye for a long time.

Thinking of his beautiful lover, Qin Jiu couldn't help but relax his expression, and his stern face softened a little.

"Gin?"

The elevator door opened slowly, and he was suddenly stopped by a familiar voice.Familiar enough to be recognized in ashes.

It was the owner of this voice that almost killed him.

He stopped in his tracks, a sneer hanging from the corner of his mouth hidden behind his collar.

"Why are you here?" the man asked.

"I should ask you this question." Qin Jiu calmly pressed the pistol on his waist, turned around, and looked at the man who stopped him, "Akai Shuichi."

The man named Shuichi Akai is a young man in his 20s, with sharp and handsome facial features, especially his pair of sharp eagle-like eyes, which perfectly retains the unique wildness of birds of prey. He has long black hair that hangs all the way down. To the waist, if you look carefully, you can see a red mark on his neck hidden under the long hair that resembles a hickey mark.

He smiled slightly, not paying attention to Gin Jiu's cold and fierce eyes.

"I'm here, of course, because I'm from the port of Mafia." Akai Shuichi said his identity without hesitation.

"I came here to discuss cooperation with Mr. Sen on behalf of the organization. You, a traitor, are here. Your ability really opened my eyes. It seems that I have a new bargaining chip to make Mr. Sen do more for this cooperation. Conceded."

"Really?" Akai Shuichi shrugged, as if he didn't care about his identity being exposed that couldn't be put on the table.

The two confronted each other like this, as if whoever moved first could become the soul of the other's gun.

"What are you traitor doing here? Get lost!"

An angry shout broke the tense atmosphere.

The two followed the sound and looked over. Black top hats, long orange curly hair, delicate faces, shawl coats, and short and dainty figures.

It is also in the Central Plains.

In her arms, the princess was holding Chuya, a 1.9-meter white-haired beauty.

For some reason, this scene made Hideichi Akai want to laugh a million times.

But Zhong is also a cadre, his rank is higher than him, and he is his boss, so he has to hold back.

Zhong Ye's words were indeed fierce, and his aura was indeed full, and his dislike of gin was vividly expressed by frowning.

But the point is, he still holds a comatose white-haired beauty in his arms, and the whole picture looks very funny.

It's hard for this person to make people have some associations.

What's even more funny is that Gin didn't make a sound to refute.

Akai Shuichi: "..."

traitor?Gin?Have a story?Why don't you refute?Are you really a gin?Could it be Belmode pretending to be it?

Akai Hideichi fell into deep thought looking at the silent Gin.

Gojo Satoru is still in a coma, Chuya has no time to entangle with Gin about whether to betray or not, the most urgent thing is to send Gojo Satoru to Frankstein.

Even if he really hates betrayers.

He gave Gin one last look, and then passed the two of them.

"If you're still here when I come back, don't blame me for not showing affection." Zhongyuan Zhong also always has a clear love and hate, and he treats everyone.

Gin and Akai Hideo were left behind to stare at each other.

It seems that gin can't find Miss Hongye today.

Nakaya rushed to the second basement with Gojo Satoru in his arms, and Frankstein was cleaning when he opened the door.

Bottles and jars were knocked over, and glassware was shattered all over the floor.

Strangely, he seemed to be in a good mood.

Usually, if the laboratory is in such a mess, with Frankstein's cleanliness and cherishing personality, he will definitely enter a manic state, and keep away from people and animals within ten meters.

This time it was obviously abnormal, so that when Zhong Ye rushed in, he didn't feel anything wrong at all.

What's more, his attention is now on Gojo Satoru.

"Frankenstein! Come and see!"

Frankenstein turned around and saw the unconscious Gojo Satoru in Nakaya's arms, and was speechless for a while.

"...Why did you get hurt again? Didn't you just go out in the morning?"

Chuya: "..." There are no shortages now...

"You put him in the temporary ward first, and go there after I tidy up."

Zhong also looked at the mess, nodded, and walked to the room before Wujo Wujo with Wujo Wu in his arms.

"Another room."

Frankenstein's voice came over.

Chuuya paused and turned to another room.

He remembered that this morning, the bed in the room was crushed by him with gravity.

Chuu also put Gojo Satoru on the bed, and the man was once again shown in front of his eyes in this fragile posture.

Zhong also frowned slightly.

"Next time I get hurt again, I will never..."

In the middle of speaking, he stopped again, he couldn't lie to himself, he couldn't stand by and watch this man.

It's like he can't control his inner irritability and anxiety now.

Frankenstein didn't let Zhong wait long.He came in with medical equipment, walked up to Gojo Satoru, put a stethoscope on Gojo Satoru, and carefully checked every corner.

Like last time, the damage to internal organs and bones has basically repaired itself without any problems.

Then he took Wujo Wu's shirt off again, and a large bruise almost occupied the entire back, so blue and purple, so purple and black, it was shocking.

"It's not a serious problem, but the bruise on the back is quite serious. After applying some medicine and resting for two days, it will be fine." Frankenstein said as he dressed Gojo Satoru.

Zhong also nodded and wrote it down.

"Ah~ By the way, Xiao Zhongya, there is one more thing." Frankenstein said very "inadvertently" as if he suddenly remembered, "I didn't want me to tell you when he was injured last time, but this time while he was in a coma, I think you should know."

"what's up?"

"It's the guy lying on the bed right now..." Frankenstein deliberately paused, and then slowly said something like a devil whispering, "He can heal himself."

Zhong Ye: "..."