Tsurumi Shu didn't expect that the exit of this passage would be in mid-air, and his ability was not yet proficient, so he could only vaguely sense whether there was danger in the outside world, and he couldn't accurately locate the place he wanted to go.

However, for Tsurumi Shu, who has just escaped from the cage, it doesn't matter where he goes, it's a strange place anyway.

After leaving the base of the Secret Service Section, Tsurumi followed a glimmer of light towards the exit. The passage goes higher and higher, and there is an illusion that you are climbing a hill. When Tsuru stumbled to [the door] in the dark, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It's great that you don't have to climb the mountain!

Tsurumi Shu put his hand on the doorknob and was suddenly stunned. An extremely strong aura penetrated into the spatial tunnel from the crack in the door, this aura was not familiar, but there was a vague feeling of being from the same origin as him.

Is the other side of [the door] also the children of the world? Not...... However, there should be no second place in world consciousness.

No, it seems to be closer to a god than to the origin of the world.

Who is it?

Tsurumi was curious and couldn't wait to open the [door]. First, he stretched out his hand and tentatively grabbed [the door frame], and after making sure that it was stable, he happily bent down and drilled out.

As a result, I almost fell upside down.

While scrambling to stabilize his figure, a man's question came from outside [the door], "Who are you?" ”

He leaned against the doorframe, leaned forward, and peered out.

Afraid that the people outside would be attacked indiscriminately by their own eyes, Tsurumi lowered his head and tried his best to block his eyes with the bangs on his forehead.

With his head down, he could see the difference in height between the monitor and the floor at a glance.

Tsurumi said: "......"

The exit was actually in mid-air, no wonder he almost fell on all fours. It's good to be stable, otherwise it would be too embarrassing!

He patted his chest in rejoice, and then squinted at the room and the people in it.

The room was large with a long table in the center. The whole is decorated in black and red, and several large floor-to-ceiling windows form a whole wall, and the sunlight shines into the room through the glass, illuminating the whole room.

The decoration is normal, but the people are not normal.

A group of big men in black suits and a man with orange hair in a hat were staring at him with hellish eyes.

Tsurumi said: ?

Why are you looking at me like that?

The orange-haired man standing in the middle of the strong man in black sighed: "...... Hey, who the hell are you? Trespassing on the port of Mafia, you are very bold. ”

"Port Mafia?" Tsurumi said blankly.

"You don't know what this place is?" Nakahara also asked rhetorically, "You haven't even heard of Port Mafia." ”

Tsurumi Shu admitted calmly: "Well, because I have slept for a long time, today is the first time I have come out!" ”

The crowd was in an uproar.

“…… Could it be that he is really a ghost! 'I've slept for a long time' or something, it's weird when I hear it. ”

"But it's not night yet. Aren't ghosts afraid of the sun? ”

"I don't think so...... That kid almost fell just now, which "ghost" would be careful for fear of falling to the ground? It's weak at first glance. ”

"He's still a cub, it's normal to be short."

Nakahara also listened to the whispering arguments of his subordinates, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Why, even if it's a ghost, can there be a height problem!

Zhongyuan Zhong also felt a strange sense of comfort from the horror of seeing the hell in the daytime, and his emotions slowly calmed down.

In other words, the only story that can crawl around on TV is the most famous one. Could it be that he is the male version, the cub version, and the ...... Sadako Yamamura?

Nakaya raised his hand and pressed the brim of his hat, looking at the imp carefully.

Short black hair, M-shaped bangs, and broken hair on the neck and ears. The young man's appearance is exquisite, his eyes are slightly squinted, his expression is vivid and lively, with a bit of innocence that does not understand the world. His cheeks were slightly bloody, and his white sleeves were stained with blood and ash, and he looked like a dirty kitten.

The young man also happened to cast his gaze at him, as if he had seen something, and his eyes widened for a moment, revealing a pair of clear and translucent golden eyes.

Although it was only a breath, Tsuru quickly looked away, and his eyes were once again obscured by hair.

Zhongyuan Zhong still saw those eyes.

What beautiful eyes.

There is a sense of familiarity, as if somewhere to see.

Looking at those golden eyes, Zhongyuan Zhong was also in a trance for a moment. This trance comes and goes quickly, and it exists for a very short time.

Tsurumi said that he was in a state of weakness and did not find any abnormalities in Nakahara Nakaya. And Zhong only thought that the contrast between the appearance of the teenager and what he did was too great, and he was too surprised to be stunned.

In any case, the teenager broke into the port of Mafia is a fact. Whether it is a human or a ghost, it is not allowed to provoke the port of Mafia!

Zhongyuan Zhong also lowered his eyebrows, and there was a faint coldness in his words: "Do you come down by yourself, or let me help you?" ”

This "gang" is no longer as gentle as it used to be.

But the stupid Ah He obviously doesn't understand the words in human words.

Tsurumi said, "No, I can jump off by myself!" ”

To this extent, he can figure it out on his own.

Merely......

"You'll have to tell me what the port of Mafia is." Tsurumi said seriously.

Zhongyuan Zhong also sneered: "Huh? Talk to me about the conditions? ”

His voice seemed to have flipped a switch, and the black suit around him switched to a fierce expression in a second, and even lifted his coat directly, pulling out the gun pinned to his waist.

The swarthy muzzle of the gun was aimed at Tsurumi.

The black-haired boy recognized the weapon in the hands of the strong men, wasn't that the gun that the Secret Service had used against him not long ago!

The secret service department is poor, so it will use inferior and inaccurate hands. Gun. The people here are very rich at first glance, and it is impossible to use inferior products!

Tsurumi's face changed drastically.

What's going on, wouldn't [the door] help him choose a safe place, why is the situation more dangerous?

The young man's joy and anger were palpable, and his fear of the gun was almost on the table, and Zhongyuan Zhongya saw through him at a glance.

"Get out of here, and I'll not let anyone shoot."

This is already a concession from Nakaya Nakahara, and he can't even understand why he didn't just use gravity to flatten the person, knock him unconscious, and then order someone to drag the boy into the interrogation room and hand it over to Sister Momiji.

"That's your supernatural ability, right?" Nakahara also said, "Half of your body is still inside, if I smash the monitor and disconnect the power supply, even if you are the real Sadako, it will ......"

Tsuru couldn't listen to it anymore, and this person was too cruel.

He hadn't tried the part of his body above the chest outside the [door] and the chest down inside the [door]. If, if the link is really disconnected, will he be cut in half?

It's scary!!

He immediately interrupted Nakaya Nakahara and said loudly, "I'm sorry! It's me who got lost, opened the wrong door and went the wrong way, I'll leave now! ”

After that, it is necessary to retract into the monitor.

Want to run?

Without waiting for Nakahara to give an order, his subordinates pulled out their guns and pulled the trigger in front of the crane!

Tsurumi was really afraid that he would be cut in two, so he quickly lifted his bangs, and a dark color flashed in his golden eyes.

Managed to pull the trigger in the black suit and put them down.

Guns were scattered all over the place, men were pale, and all kinds of bizarre images appeared in front of them, as if they had been thrown into the darkest place in the world, and the abyss opened its huge mouth to devour them.

Uncontrollable fear welled up in their minds, and their minds were in a mess, unable to think normally, or even control their limbs.

"Vomit—" Someone could not bear this madness, and knelt on the ground and convulsed while vomiting.

Sirens sounded throughout the building.

"Oh no, it's too much—" Tsurumi was shocked at this, "it's all because I was scared and lost my strength." ”

Do you want to call a doctor for them?

When Tsuru saw Shu's chagrin, a flower appeared in front of him, and an orange-haired man in a black coat appeared in front of him.

"Hey, I say, you're very bold."

A layer of red light appeared on Nakaya's body, and he bent his knees slightly, kicking hard, and the floor shattered like a spider web. He almost teleported to Tsurumi Shu.

Seeing that Shu was shocked, Tsuru screamed and retreated: "Why are you okay?!" ”

Zhongyuan Zhong also sneered, the smile on his lips expanded more and more, but there was no trace of a smile in his blue eyes, and the angry killing intent was almost substantial.

"What did you do to my men?"

Nakahara Nakaya clamped the black-haired boy's right wrist, which was not completely back into the screen, and dragged him out with force. As soon as the red light touched the boy's body, it was bounced away by some stronger force.

"Gravity doesn't work for you, you can repel my supernatural powers!" Nakahara was also shocked.

Unlike Osamu Dazai's "neutralization", which can make Nakaya himself unable to use abnormal powers, this teenager's ability is more like simply to protect himself, and Nakaya can still use gravity to float in mid-air.

Suspected psychic and neutralized abilities overlapped, and Zhongyuan Zhong was also more vigilant and fearful.

Tsurumi Shu is still struggling: "What kind of strange ability and what gravity, I don't know!! Your subordinates are fine, just send them to the hospital for a few days...... Wow! ”

Even if he couldn't exert gravity on the boy, Nakahara could beat him for three streets with just his physical skills.

Tsurumi Shu's left hand is still holding the "book", and he can't win the battle in the first place, and he still has one hand missing, and he is about to be torn out of the space tunnel by Nakahara Nakayama.

He panicked: "Let go of me, I didn't mean to go the wrong way, and I didn't do anything to them!" Spit up and sleep for a few days! Moreover, they did it first! ”

"How dare you say it."

The orange-haired man raised his hand and pinched the boy's neck, and Tsurumi Shu was forced to raise his chin and gasp with difficulty.

Zhongyuan Zhongya said indifferently: "Who the hell are you?" ”

His gaze fell on the book that Tsurumi Shu was holding on to even if he was about to suffocate, and inquired: "What is this, a book?" ”

"Ahem...... The name is a mantra. I am...... I won't tell you. "Tsurumi Shu is still in the space tunnel with only his calf left, and Nakahara has no dead hand, and he still has a chance to breathe.

"It turns out that you are the god who sensed it."

It was a very light murmur, and Zhongyuan Zhong didn't hear it clearly. He frowned, subconsciously leaned closer, and asked, "What did you say?" ”

Tsurumi Shu looked up at him, and took advantage of the moment when Nakahara was also relaxed, his body moved forward, and his left hand shook back hard, and the "book" was swallowed by the whirlpool on the screen, and returned to the safety of the space tunnel.

"You ......" Nakahara also intuitively felt that it was something very important, and he was worried that after completely pulling people out, the whirlpool would disappear. Relying on the teenager to be unable to break free from the confinement, the Central Plains Middle School is also a master of the arts, and he is a little closer to the screen, and wants to reach out and go in to get the book.

Tsurumi Shu is as well-behaved as a cat pinched at the back of his neck, except for the occasional cough, he is completely silent and motionless.

Nakahara also released the palm that encircled his right wrist, but still pinched his neck.

"Bang!" The door to the conference room was slammed open.

Several men in black suits barged in with guns, and the picture of the Central Plains cadres floating in the air with gravity and pinching the neck of a teenager was seen. On the ground not far away, a few of the subordinates of the Central Plains cadres had fainted, and most of them were still curled up on the floor, babbling nonsense with blank eyes.

The person came and said in shock: "Central Plains cadres, what happened? ”

"It's just in time, hurry up and send Fujikawa and them to the medical room!" Zhongyuan Zhong also tilted his head and commanded.

The black suit said respectfully: "Yes!" ”

They divided several men to carry the wounded, because some of them were struggling so badly that as soon as the others touched him, he began to go crazy, either injuring himself or attacking others indiscriminately. The Mafia members of the port who came to their aid had to knock the mad man unconscious before he could carry him on a stretcher.

The rest of the people held guns and watched in confusion as the orange-haired man's arm sank into the LED screen.

Nakahara was even more angry, and while reaching behind the screen and groping for a book, he stared coldly at the black-haired boy.

"What powers did you inflict on them? How do I cancel it? Say! ”

"Ahem...... Really, just let them be mentally confused for a while, rest for a few days at most and be fine. Tsuru coughed a few times, looked up at him with a little face, and looked very obedient, "Sir, can you not pinch me so hard, it hurts." ”

Looking closer, you can even perceive the grandeur of the young man's appearance, and his facial features are exquisite, even Zhongyuan Zhong, who is in a high position and is used to seeing beauties, has to recognize his appearance.

Not to mention that he is very well-behaved now, his neck will take the initiative to lean into the palm of Nakahara Nakaya's hand, and his golden eyes have a pool of tears, and he wants to fall, so he looks at Nakahara Nakaya quietly, and then begs him to be lighter, he hurts.

Nakaya Nakahara: "......"

Nakahara is not an unwary person, but in the face of this situation, he still loosened his strength a little, maintaining a level that can make Tsurumi Shu breathe less difficult.

"What is your name, sir?" Tsurumi asked.

Nakahara also replied with a sense of revenge: "The name is a curse, you said it yourself, you won't forget it." ”

Tsurumi said: "I heard them call you Central Plains cadres. ”

Zhongyuan Zhongya also had a cold face and asked impatiently, "What is that thing you threw in?" I couldn't find it for a long time. ”

"Because the tunnel inside is very long, it is uphill when it comes and downhill when it turns back, and it should roll down after throwing it in." Tsurumi said.

"Tsk." Zhongyuan Zhong also gave up and decided to detain the person first, and then find a way to get it later.

"Mr. Nakahara."

"What for?" Zhongyuan Zhong also subconsciously responded, turned his head to look at the young man, and inadvertently met the pair of golden eyes.

"It's really surnamed Zhongyuan." The black-haired boy smiled slyly at him, "Even if it's a god-sama, I won't lose." ”

"Mr. Nakahara, look at me, what do you see?"

Nakahara's face changed, and he seemed to quickly realize something.

For world consciousness, it is not necessary to know the name, he can also confuse people's spirits.

deliberately called his surname just to give Mr. Nakahara a psychological hint, making him think that he had been put under a "curse" so that he could take advantage of it.

Until capabilities are fully restored, small means are essential.

The black-clothed man below immediately looked nervous, and Zhongyuan Zhong also pinched the hand on the young man's neck subconsciously forced.

A soft and white hand rests on the arm of the orange-haired man, the palm of the hand has no calluses, and the strength that can be used is one day and one earth compared to Nakahara Zhongya.

"Mr. Nakahara, let me go, you're tired." Tsurumi said softly, and his voice was soft.

"What?" Nakahara was also stunned to find that he began to lose strength, and his eyelids quickly became heavy. "How dare you—"

"Central Plains cadres!!"

The red light went out, and Nakahara also fell to the ground, but he still struggled to support it, raised his eyes to look at the black-haired boy who retracted into the monitor, and heard the last message the boy gave him.

"I love your hat, Mr. Nakahara, Lord Kami. Next time we meet, don't choke me again. I'm scared of pain. ”

The boy said briskly in a juvenile voice with a hint of hoarseness.