The Melancholy of Miss Port Mafia

The armor-piercing grenade hit Rimbaud's subspace wall, and the projectile exploded and ruptured, sparks and gunpowder smoke scattered in all directions.The flowing pale gold text wall was blasted with cracks, and the loud noise caused by the explosion shocked everyone inside and outside.

Except Mori Yuki himself.

She put down the RPG, stood up and said grimly to the four people who were stunned outside the window: "Salary deduction!"

Rimbaud raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, and at the same time [Color Painting Collection] collapsed and melted: "Honey, your eyes full of anger are like violets in full bloom."

"What is this gringo talking about?" Wutiao Wuluo was next to Xia Youjie and whispered to him, and just happened to be right next to Zhongyuan Zhong, and the straightforward young man with orange hair translated directly: "Brother is French, he is here Praise the leader for his good eyes."

"Will it work?" Gotiao, who relied on the support of enthusiastic netizens in this regard, quickly showed the most humble attitude in his life: "Yuki looks very angry."

"Anyway, there won't be any harm..." Xia Youjie replied hesitantly: "At this time, arguing with her is courting death."

Courting death in various senses.

"What are you still doing out there? Waiting for tomorrow's headlines? Gentlemen, allow me to remind you that there is something called an airplane, and there is another thing called a satellite. I don't want to bother with your childish behavior on the spur of the moment. How to respond to complaints from the Ministry of the Interior or Congress, thank you!"

It seems that the second grenade is not needed, she held the RPG by her side with a little regret: "Mr. Zhongyuan, I am waiting for you to come back and continue to explain the relationship between the major organizations in Kansai. I still have to wait." how long?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also quickly put away the black and red light wrapped around his fist, and patted Xia Youjie on the shoulder very chicly: "The physical skills are good, and I will come back when I have a chance to change places."

This guy can always use a strange force to counteract gravity manipulation, which is very interesting.

He hovered and floated back to the chief's office, Rimbaud put his hand in his sleeve, and took the opportunity to condescendingly look at the two young men in front of him: "Mr. Over the face? Sorry I don't have a good memory."

Xia Youjie: "..."

It seems that I have to thank you for your bad memory?

The appearance of a small subspace body under their feet was an obvious reminder.The two young men of the retracting spell, the retracting spell of the curse-absorbing spirit, followed behind him and rushed back to the room before the hole was sealed with a new glass plate.

Among the people who were kicked into the office by Zenyuan Shier, only Gojo Hiroya was still standing. Seeing Gojo Wu coming in front of him, he hurriedly lowered his head and whispered, "Master Wu."

"Cousin Hiroya? What a coincidence, where are the others?" Gojo Gojo glanced at Mori Yuki, realizing that something was not going well, and immediately became embellished by his cousin's heartbroken expression: "You go ahead, I'll get the ground Sweep away the shards of glass."

Gojo Hiroya: "..."

Does this guy know what a broom looks like?

During the conversation, Mr. Guangjin brought several people from the logistics team over to repair the high-rise glass. Wujo Wu and Xia Youjie snatched the broom and garbage bucket from others, barely showing something related to introspection.Mori Yuki had already turned his attention away from them, and was now concentrating on listening to Nakahara Nakaya: "The organizations in the Kansai area can be roughly divided into two types, the locals, and the smugglers who are in a group..."

After the work that had been interrupted for a long time was completed, the residents of Leibo Street, who were frightened into quails in the corner, were finally relieved.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhongyuan, the money for glass replacement will be deducted from your salary this month, and other losses will be shared equally by Mr. Rimbaud and the other two. Since they are not yet members of PortMafia, I will use private funds to make up for this part of the cost. In addition, similar incidents, I hope that the next one will not be an example."

She signed at the bottom of the report and returned it to Chuya Zhongyuan in person, who recognized it very readily: "Sorry, I understand, I will pay more attention next time."

Be careful not to smash the glass and rush out when you get excited.

Mr. Rimbaud hid in the corner and coughed twice, he was embarrassed to ask "daughter" how many boyfriends he had dated in front of so many people.No, it was not meant to interfere, he was just worried that if she played too much, it would be bad for her health.Guangjin Liulang is not a telltale person. With his loyalty to PortMafia, this wave is definitely considering the leader.

After testing, both the white hair and the black hair have good potential, since Yuki seemed to be in the dominant position, he decided to wait for a while longer to observe.

There was still so much work piled up on hand, Mori Yuki Kwon thought that the "little game" just now was caused by the gentlemen's boredom for a while, so he stuffed some documents for Chuya and Rimbaud, and sent them to work overtime.When the two of them left, she turned her gaze to Shier, who was watching the excitement of the Buddhist temple with her son in her arms: "May I ask if you have anything else to do?"

"No, but I'm going to inspect the casino today, and it's not convenient to bring the kid in. Let the kid stay with you for a while, and then leave at night."

Knowing that he was about to touch the bottom line of fishing, he poked his son on the ground and left with the person who had already replaced the glass. Finally, the office was no longer bustling like a vegetable market.

Zenyuan Hui was obviously used to this unreliable father, and didn't even bother to say "goodbye" to him, and went to the corner with a small schoolbag to do homework.

Gojo Hiroya saw that the office was finally restored to cleanliness, and knew that this was Mori Yuki creating an opportunity for himself to control the rhythm.He bit the bullet and stepped forward: "Miss Mori, these are representatives of different forces in Leibo Street. They insist that they will only discuss the conditions of relocation if they see you..."

"Oh, conditions?" She walked back to the desk with the RPG, and sat down with the weapon on the edge of the table. "Did I leave you with a misleading impression?"

"No, it's just that this seems to make the relocation work go more smoothly." Gojo Hiroshi forced himself to straighten his back under the distant monitoring of Six Eyes: "Blindly exerting pressure may not be a good solution."

After hearing his statement, the girl turned her eyes to the people hiding behind him: "It's understandable that this foreigner doesn't know anything, you don't know anything about PortMafia, right? It’s the first time I’ve seen someone dare to stand here and negotiate terms.”

The residents of Leibo Street were scared out of their wits by her RPG just now, and after so long, they could only whimper softly.Hiroshi Gojo cleared his throat, and explained for them embarrassingly: "The main reason is that there are too many people who need to be relocated, and we don't have enough manpower to go door-to-door. Do it, at least, at least you might get less trouble on your hands..."

"I must admit that your idea is very reasonable and highly operable. We will discuss other issues later." Yuki Mori pointed to the two super magicians who were still "cleaning up": "Go there first. Go help."

This guy should be a member of average strength, who can neither become the pillar of the family nor overcome difficulties for the family in the dark, so he comes from a family and has naive illusions.He got a good education in Wujo's family, and he is also smart, but unfortunately he is not very down-to-earth.

But this is not a problem. Talents can only learn to do things by teaching slowly.

Gojo Hiroshi also looked worriedly at Mori Yuki and at the person he had brought, hesitating for a moment and then obeying the order to go to the window to ask the Patriarch for "help", so the girl's eyes on him became warmer.

Just listen.

She admired for a while how the conjurers cleaned up the construction waste, and then turned back to face the residents of Leibo Street with the light of sharks looking at their prey in their eyes: "Tell me about your conditions."

She doesn't seem to be having a hard time talking?

The residents of Leibo Street exchanged suspicious glances, and the most courageous people stepped forward: "We don't have too many demands. Give enough relocation fees, admit our possession of X site, and PortMafia is not allowed to enter our site to do business. Either you completely give us a street!"

After tossing around and going back and forth, I finally finished a few conditions with similar meanings, and immediately people representing other forces stepped forward to add them. In the end, there were twelve or thirteen conditions in total, basically inseparable from compensation and territory.It is obvious that different forces have different priorities for interests, but they have no intention of integrating into a single force to fight against her.

Tsk, there are still too few smart people!

Mori Yuki almost closed her eyes when she heard the last word, and finally waited until the office became quiet again. She propped her chin and smiled and said, "I will not agree to any of your requests. That's impossible, right?" , Yokohama is PortMafia’s Yokohama, so we need to talk about this kind of thing now?”

"Make it clear to me, now it's time for you to get down on your knees and beg me not to kick over the begging jar, instead of standing here talking nonsense and wasting time."

The people who still live in Leibo Street today are all stranded people who illegally invaded other people’s land. Even if PortMafia pays the land use fee, it should not pay them.On this basic principle, Mori Yuki will never make any concessions. Once this opening is opened, PortMafia will immediately become the fat under the mouth of the parasite.

"What?! No money? If you don't give money, don't let us go!"

Those ragged people shouted out immediately, and they didn't get any of the planned benefits. The huge gap made them forget their fear for a while and shouted with all kinds of vulgar words: "Wait, as long as we don't agree, PortMafia won't even enter!" I want to enter Leibo Street."

"The island country's laws on illegal occupation of land are very interesting. Victims can exercise the highest power of self-defense. In other words, I can send the cadre just now to throw all the guys who refuse to leave. Buried here. Need another reminder? This is the office of the chief of PortMafia."

Mori Yuki showed a "kind" smile: "Or use this."

She patted the RPG next to her, successfully evoking everyone's memories of the scene just now.

The residents of Leibo Street first yelled in disbelief, and then found that no one in the entire office expressed any surprise, so they hesitated to confirm that the young chief didn't seem to be deceiving them.

——Gojo Satoru and Gojo Hiroshi are also more familiar with the routines of Gojo's family throwing money. They don't know anything about the laws of the ordinary people's world, at least they have learned about seven or six.As for Xia Youjie... He has already turned his back to this side to avoid bad things.

These people looked at each other, and before they could come up with new rhetorical techniques, Mori Yuki added slowly: "However, I can allow some people to stay and participate in the subsequent construction and development of Leibo Street." In management, oops... who is better to keep?"

A whole man-made island, no matter how big or small, as long as you reach in, you can grab a few handfuls of gold and get out.The few people who were originally united on the surface quickly distanced themselves from each other, fearing that they would not be able to catch up and scrambled to tell Mori Yuki the advantages of the faction they belonged to.

"The scope of our control is large!"

"We control the traffic arteries and entrances and exits!"

"What's all that? We control the water!"

"..."

Every force is not based in that piece of lawless land, anyway, there are some real things in their hands.Mori Yuki kept smiling and listened to their quarrel for ten minutes, opened the drawer, took out a gun and fired at the ceiling again: "Can you calm down?"

There was an instant silence in the office.

"Very well, both are useful, but I only need to keep one force. Too many collaborators is a nuisance and increases administrative costs. For you, too many spoons reach into the soup pot and can be scooped into the bowl There is less broth."

She covered her mouth and yawned: "That's all for today, you go back and discuss who will come forward to cooperate with PortMafia to share Leibo Street, and tell me the answer today next month. I don't care who the partner is, for me You are all the same, anyway, only one organization that keeps its word will be left."

She called the guards outside to see off the guests. Facing the black muzzle of the submachine gun, the residents of Leibo Street walked obediently and honestly.

"Mr. Hiroya, I bet you that they will never unite to resist the pressure brought by PortMafia as you hoped." Yuki Mori glanced at Gojo Hiroya, who had been paying attention to this side, with a faint smile: "One month , do you guess how much power is left in Leibo Street?"

"Anyone who fundamentally hinders the implementation of the plan is my enemy. When dealing with enemies, please accept your demeanor and kindness. Just like you conjurers face curses, the confrontation of ordinary people is often accompanied by All kinds of possibilities of life and death."

Gojo Hiroshi also blushed, and subconsciously turned to the side to see the Patriarch.Gojo Satoru still had that indifferent and caring look: "Do you want me to help demolish the house? Guarantee it will be completely demolished in one day!"

"Please save some food for the construction company." Yuki Mori complained coldly, "Don't join the army of conjurers who run on ordinary people."

"What does it mean to run on ordinary people? In my eyes, everyone is the same, whether it is a magician or a non-magician, they are all weak to death."

Only he can really say that.For example, in the confrontation with Rimbaud just now, if Gojo Satoru went directly to the domain regardless of the cost, I am afraid that few people present would be able to withstand the impact of [Boundless Space]'s massive amount of invalid information.

Xia Youjie gave Mori Yuki enough face, he endured until this time and showed a disapproving expression: "Those representatives of different forces will cause big trouble after taking your words back. Is it appropriate to do so?"

"Why is it inappropriate? If I want to rewrite the rules of that rotten land, I must first smash all the old rules, and are these people who dare to come to me to bargain because of bravery or sense of responsibility? No, they and the people behind them The forces are the vested interests of the old rules, and the purpose of coming here is only to persuade me to allow them to continue to practice the 'old rules'."

She stood up and put the RPG back into the hidden compartment behind the bookshelf, explaining as she took it apart: "Even if there is a power that really wants to do something for the weak who live in Leibo Street, it definitely shouldn't be such nonsense as asking for money, guns, or territory. .”

She raised her hand and made a gesture, which meant that this topic was over.Xia Youjie was unwilling to continue arguing with her on this issue, so he sat down for a while, feeling that he would not appear too petty, so he left and went back to school.

"Wu, I'm very worried about Yuki doing this." Back at school, the high school students who were scolded bloody by Noctua Zhengdao gathered together to write the inspection, and Xia Youjie lost his mind when he wrote: "The reason why the strong become strong is to protect the weak?"

"So you're acknowledging the strength of my girlfriend in a disguised form!" Wutiao Wu struggled for a long time before writing two lines, thinking and hesitating whether to cross out a few adjectives: "Why can't she directly Tell me what?"

He squeezed his throat and pretended to be a girl's voice: "Honey~ I want that piece of land~"

"Don't say anything else, I will definitely buy it for her and tie a bow along the way."

"...I mean the people who live there!" Xia Youjie forced himself to temporarily increase his patience: "Compared to us, Yuki can't be said to be very strong, but compared to those people, she is in a decisive position. Height... I have to say that the two of you are quite alike in terms of not treating people as people."

"What!" Gojo Gojo was very dissatisfied, and punched the table with a fist: "Isn't Yuki gentle enough? If it's me, any random cat or dog would dare to bark for this or that, it's pure courting death. "

He sternly said to his friend: "Yuki didn't make the decision from a personal point of view. Behind her is a whole huge organization, and she even has to be responsible for the family members of the organization members. It's like I can dismantle it as I like in Wutiao's house." demolition, but if the Zenyuan family and the Kamo family came to the Wujo family to demolish the house, that would be another matter."

In the final analysis, there is still a conflict of core interests between different groups. This kind of conflict is almost irreconcilable. Mori Yuki just chooses to protect those behind him, and at the same time transfers the price to the opponent.

Xia Youjie was silent, picked up the pen and continued to draw on the manuscript paper: "Maybe, but I still stick to my point of view."

What's the point of refusing to protect the weak, refusing to acknowledge your own abilities, having abilities and being strong?

This topic has come to an end for the time being. In the following time, due to the continuous fermentation of the economic crisis, the number of curses in various places has only increased compared with the same period in previous years.Conjurers, don't talk about relaxing and resting, it would be nice to get a full night's sleep from night to morning.

Mori Yuki is also very busy. She is busy adjusting the newly opened consulting company, and also has to analyze the report sent back by the team sent to the Zen Academy. She can't wait to break it into eight pieces in a minute.Relying on the fact that the cadres in the Central Plains are becoming more and more competitive, and the handover of the international trade chain is easier than imagined, she can barely keep six hours of sleep a day, otherwise she would have turned herself into Dostoevsky.

By the end of October, all the seeds and seedlings that Mr. Sen wanted had arrived.Taking time to send the things to the orphanage, she didn't even see those two people, and returned to the residence alone despite the first snow this year.

One is that he is afraid that the exposure of his whereabouts will bring danger to Big Alice, and the other is that he does not want to add trouble to himself out of thin air.

In mid-November, there were two more passengers who did not buy a ticket on board the last ocean transport ship. When the ship entered the Hokkaido fishing grounds, the Ministry of Internal Affairs did not know that the leader of PortMafia kidnapped the young man who was closest to the Transcendence and went straight to Russia. go.

"Whoa! Big whale!"

It was the first time to run so far away from home, and the five classmates who had only seen this creature from the monitor or on the plate shouted from the bow to the stern, as lively as the captain's dog brought on board.

Mori Yuki stood beside the fishing rod, and hummed absently in response: "Oh, it's so big."

Whales are animals with memory and inheritance. In this sea area, there is no ship that will approach humans because of bait or curiosity.So Gojo Satoru could only look at the fish and sigh, standing on the deck for a long time, took out his phone and took a few more photos.

"Stop taking pictures, it seems that a fish has been hooked!" Seeing the buoy sinking into the sea, Yuki Mori hurried forward to check.Soon the bell on the top of the fishing rod also rang, and she tried to take in the line slowly, but accidentally almost cut her hand.

"Don't move, just let me go!"

Six eyes saw a thick and strong figure under the water surface through "thermal imaging". Based on the length of the head and tail, it should not be the type of lunch that Mori Yuki can handle.He put away his mobile phone and walked over to grab the spool and wind it wildly. After a few times, the tight nylon rope reached the limit and broke immediately.

"...Ah, I ran away for lunch. If you can't catch anything, just eat instant noodles. It's not shameful."

The whole morning was so bad that there was a problem here or there. People who don't eat raw meat don't expect their boyfriend to bring up a live fish to entertain the public.

She didn't care, Wujo Wu's competitive spirit couldn't allow her to ignore it.For a moment, he was so impulsive that he wanted to jump off: "I can! Absolutely no problem, isn't it just fishing?"

"Do you want to jump down and catch a fish? Or do you think the boat will stop and wait for you?" Mori Yuki watched him destroy the bait, fishing line and hook three-piece set for the n1st time, and couldn't help persuading him : "Maybe luck will improve when the wind changes in the afternoon? No, cooking soup with fish at night is also a good choice."

"I don't believe I can't catch a single fish right now!"

Gojo Satoru gritted his teeth and stared at the "lunch" who snatched the bait and ran away from the hook, and threw the pole vigorously: "Wait for the stewed fish, and you will definitely not be allowed to eat instant noodles at noon today!"

Neither of them had ever fished at sea, so it was fine if they didn't drop themselves or the hook.Mori Yuki leaned beside him and waited to eat the fish. Seeing that the buoy remained motionless as if stuck to the surface of the sea, he had to admit that things like luck were really interesting sometimes.

Waiting until it was almost noon, the girl looked up at the sky, shrugged and stood under the eaves of the cabin to use the narrow shadow to shade the sun.It's not far from Russia, and I really don't know what "wonderful shows" will be waiting for her on the shore.