When Qi Mu's super power defected

This day I was testing superpowers in my luxurious office, the venue was big enough and private enough that no one would bother me without my permission, so I worked while fishing.

The leader of Mafia is so busy that I have to write with my left and right hands, otherwise I will not be able to catch up with the sports market in Vladivostok, Russia, to buy the fried bread that the old lady sells in a limited amount every day. By the way, the ones filled with meat The most delicious, for only seventy rubles, I can eat three in one go.

I split into three clones.

Saiki Baoyaxiong reminded me that since I have to face Qimu Kusuo xN, it is only fair that Saiki Kusuo should also face Qimu Ruffian xN.

But because I am a product of superpowers, I have very wonderful feelings for my avatar.

My first avatar is a bit outrageous, because he is a gray-haired grandfather with wrinkles on his face similar to mine, allowing me to see myself 60 years older in advance.

I am relatively satisfied with the second clone/body. Of course it does not mean personality and ability. Our abilities are the same. I prefer him only because he is in the shape of a child, with a small face, big eyes, and big hands and feet. short.

[I'm already 20 years old. ] The little child told me so.

The third one has gone beyond the scope of human beings, and has grown wings and tails that shouldn't exist. I snapped my fingers and released him.His figure disappeared as it appeared, like rewinding.

I named them, one Saiki Laoxiong and one Qimu Xiaoxiong.

Old man Saiki: […]

Koo Saiki: […]

Old Xiong Qimu squatted down and hugged his knees sadly,

I manipulated a stack of documents and floated in front of him, [Use clairvoyance to find out these traitors, these people are the key points, they bring the information and money of the port mafia, some have defected to other organizations, and some have created their own organization , and some mark up prices on the black market. ]

Port mafia is so poor. I didn’t know it would be so poor when it didn’t usurp the throne. The old man is full of killing and killing all day long, forgetting the organization’s livelihood. Those who don’t understand think that there are several golden mountains in his family. The people below If they can't even afford to eat, and even the most basic needs of life cannot be met, how can there be spiritual incentives for them to realize their potential and devote themselves to the organization with dedication and dedication.

In addition, thermal weapons are also an indispensable resource with high consumption. Buying arms from foreign countries is extremely expensive, and the port mafia cannot produce and sell itself.

[Xiaoxiong, there are a batch of hot weapons that were scrapped yesterday in the warehouse, and the support team that cleaned up the battlefield hasn't had time to dispose of them yet, so you go back to a day ago. ] I gave instructions to Sai Mu Xiaoxiong, who was only five or six years old in appearance, and handed him a permission letter belonging to the leader, [Show this to the gatekeeper, you know how to do it...]

"Dong dong."

There is a knock on my door.

Without my summoning, other people are not allowed to meet the leader, except my assistant Sakai Rikuto who can come in and out from time to time.

Sakai Ludou got my answer, opened the door respectfully and came in, holding a stack of newly collected documents in his arms, which was my increased workload.

"Boss, come down..." Sakai Ludou suddenly got stuck in what he was going to say. He fixedly looked at the two extra people in the room, and the face of the always serious and cautious Mr. Undercover froze.

I introduced, [my son, my father. ]

His stalled head exploded.

(What son father! Dad is too old, he said that Grandpa Zeng believed it, and the son is even more outrageous. Did the BOSS have a child in his teens? Ah——! This is a crime, ah, it was originally What laws does the mafia talk about...)

I laughed jokingly, and my voice couldn't stop trembling, [No way, do you even believe this kind of joke? ]

Sakai Rikuto realized that I was talking nonsense, "..."

While he was ashamed of my occasional indecency, he shuddered at the same time as I saw through his usual proud micro-expression management.

When I worked in the intelligence department, my colleagues were secretly in awe of my ability to read people's hearts.Because I have a good way of putting on a dirty face, they don’t even dare to look at me, claiming that my eyes are like an abyss that can’t be pried into. With just one look, you can fall into a cage from which there is no room for escape, and you will be picked inside and out. thorough.

Therefore, after I became the leader, they did not breathe a sigh of relief because they were out of the control of the previous generation. On the contrary, they tightened their nerves even more, for fear that my clairvoyance would catch them being lazy and gain insight into their inner child.

I don't have such a free time. I use clairvoyance to watch them work hard, gossip, look out the window and look forward to getting off work, or play with the neurotic blood of murder weapons.

Sai Mu Xiaoxiong set off with a serious face, holding my permission letter.

Sakai Ludou's eyes fell on him secretly, even though he was full of doubts, he didn't dare to reveal half of it, his voice was steady and calm, "Boss, our warehouse has been stolen."

I know that he has told me everything in his heart, but I still listen to what he has to say.

"We caught one of the thieves, 'Sheep'."

Sheep, a self-defense group composed of a group of teenagers in Leibo Street, and their asylum is Zhongya Chuya, who has a powerful gravity ability.

To be able to say this sentence, Sakai Rikuto put a lot of effort into it.

He knew that telling the head of the mafia at the port might provoke his wrath and hurt the underage children.But sooner or later "clairvoyance" will find out about this matter and find out the real culprit, it's just a matter of time.

"The sheep wanted to steal our guns and ammunition, but they went to the wrong place and went to the stronghold of medical supplies in the west, and were discovered by our people." Sakai Ludou's eyes drooped slightly, and he didn't look directly at me. "The news should have already Passed it to the King of Sheep, what do you want to do with this hostage?"

I turned my head and looked at the warehouse over there with my clairvoyant eyes. I couldn't hear the emotion in my tone, [West side?One-fifth of it is now almost wiped out. ]

Sakai Ludou paused, "Has the King of Sheep rushed over?"

[Did they say something cruel. ]

I think of those copy-pasted idiots under my subordinates. They are used to intimidation and threats, and regard violence as the highest aesthetic. From their point of view, these practices are not wrong, because mafia is such a very territorial and dignified person. Its organization does not allow any infringement, if you stretch out your fingertips to touch their bottom line, then you don't want this hand.

Sakai Ludou can still come to inform me of this matter, which means that at least they didn't kill anyone, but other things are uncertain.

[Send the black lizard over there to rub the Sheep King's spirit. ] I crossed my hands on the desk, and a cold light flashed across the lens, [But that hostage, let it go. ]

Lu Doucho of Sakai trembled his eyes in a daze.

[Children, don't start, understand. ]

I looked at him, and these words rang in Sakai Ludou's ears like an echo.

"Yes, my subordinates retire."

He knelt down on one knee and gave me a standard salute.

***

After Sakai Ludou left, Qi Mu Laoxiong and Qi Mu Xiaoxiong completed their tasks one after another.I was still correcting the documents with my left and right hands, and finally finished today's workload an hour later.

[Okay, are you going to eat to celebrate? ] I shook my elbow, got up in a good mood, took off the scarf, folded it carefully and put it on the hanger, [Your tastes are different from mine, so just eat the buffet. ]

Qi Mu Xiaoxiong had no objection, but Qi Mu Laoxiong didn't respond immediately.

I am not surprised, because Qi Mu Laoxiong is a very autistic guy who just wants to stay in a dark corner and huddle together. It’s okay when he has a job. When he is free, his mind is full of philosophical essays. I have no idea about it , until he said something like this,

[Please release me. ]

His not old voice rang in my mind, revealing a deep sense of bleakness and loneliness.

[What did you say? ] I turned to look at him, and even suspected that I had heard it wrong.

[Please release me. ] he repeated.

I have listened to his mental activities for so long at work, and of course I know that he has been struggling and hesitating. Sometimes he would cover his ears in discomfort, and sometimes cover his eyes as if he was frightened, but I didn’t expect him to do such a thing in the end. decisive decision.

I looked at him silently.

[Please release me. ] My first avatar said again, with a pleading tone, he shrank in the corner, looking at me with a pair of dull eyes.

[You can become whatever you want, and you don't have to feel sorry for your appearance. ]

I was a little annoyed by his attitude, because I was the same clone as him, and I couldn't help empathizing with him.

[I am not restricting you, you can boldly do whatever you want to do, why say something like self-destruction. ]

[Appearance is only a small part of the reason, I appreciate you thinking of me. ] Part/body answered me coldly, [I have all your memories and abilities, but I am not you, these memories do not belong to me, I hate this. ]

His face was very pale, with lifeless ashes and deep lifelessness,

[This world is really boring, people’s thoughts are always so stupid and vicious, fighting to the death for selfish desires, cursing and hurting everywhere, what belongs to me is no surprises, no expectations, no unexpected future.But I can't destroy this world, only leaving can free me. ]

Like Saiki Kusuo, he seriously thought about destroying human beings.

Qi Mu Xiaoxiong looked at us quietly from the side without saying a word.

[Make another clone, come out,] He stroked a strand of white hair in front of his eyes, his wrinkled fingers were rough and stiff, [I am a failure. ]

He soberly denied himself completely.

The silent Saiki Xiaoxiong interjected at this moment, he looked rigid like a machine, even though his voice was soft and immature, he could express a cold mechanical feeling, [Yes, it is a failure, such an avatar/avatar without survival consciousness] , cannot be used by you. ]

My good mood was taken away by him.

I looked at the two of them coldly, and thought involuntarily,

Does separation/body really have nothing to do with the ontology?