Faced with Tsurumi's claim for compensation, Nakahara Nakahara also responded with a sneer: "Oh? Then my subordinates and I lay in the infirmary for two days and two nights, how should the medical expenses be calculated? ”

Tsurumi said innocently: "How can I compare with you? ”

Nakaya: "Why not! ”

Tsurumi said: "There are many of you, but I am only one person!" ”

"You ......"

"Okay, okay, don't quarrel." Mori Ouwai clapped his hands lightly, interrupting the pointless quarrel.

Nakaya gritted his teeth and glared at the young man: "...... Yes, Chief. ”

Not to be outdone, Tsurumi replied with a grimace.

The small movements of the two made Sen Ouwai's heart move.

He said that he hated Nakaya-kun, but the truth didn't seem to be as it seemed.

Mori Ou's outer ten fingers overlapped, supported on his chin: "Tsurumi-kun, our employee benefits and salaries are very impressive, if you are willing to join, money is not a problem." In addition......"

"Over there, I can stop it for you." Mori Ouwai said softly like a coax: "It doesn't taste good to hide in Tibet, right?" It's hard to be chased by them, isn't it? As long as you nod your head, Port Mafia has your back. ”

"Tsurumi-kun, I need your strength very much."

“…… Do you know who I am? Tsurumi asked.

Mori Ouwai did not admit or deny it, and said with a smile: "Tsurumi-kun, I have put the sincerity of Port Mafia in front of you, and you should also repay the favor." ”

"Ha, that's not knowing."

Tsurumi smiled slyly and spoke his reasoning in a brisk tone.

"Mr. Sen probably knew from some source that the Extraordinary Agents Section was secretly looking for someone, and it was very coincidental that the time when I appeared in front of Mr. Nakahara collided with the time when the military police were dispatched."

"Before that, there was no such person in Yokohama as me. Unusual appearances, special abilities, and unfamiliar faces, so you boldly conclude that the person the Secret Service is looking for is me. ”

"And there must be something special about me that makes the Extraordinary Agents go to great lengths to find me, and they are always unwilling to give up."

The black-haired boy put his hands on his knees, sat in a well-behaved posture like a primary school student, his voice was soft and clean, and the words he said were shocking.

"Mr. Sen, you have no idea who I am, or why the Secret Service is desperate to find me. You just don't want to let go of this good thing, and you just want to cut me off from the secret service. ”

"Isn't it a matter of time before you leave people in the port of Mafia and get the secret? Even if I bite the bullet and don't say it, you can guess one or two sooner or later, and then use me as a hole card to negotiate with the secret service department. No matter how you look at it, it's a sure-fire deal. ”

"So you put on a look of understanding, trying to trick me into telling me the secret you are hiding."

Tsurumi leaned forward and asked sincerely, "Mr. Sen, did I guess correctly?" ”

There was silence in the room.

"Bang Bang—"

The applause was crisp, and Mori Ouwai stroked his palm and praised: "Tsurumi-kun is really smart." But one thing you said is wrong, I am sincerely soliciting you on behalf of Port Mafia, and I have no intention of selling you to the Secret Service. ”

Believe in you to have ghosts.

Tsurumi shook his head firmly.

Mori Ouwai: "Reason? ”

"I don't need a reason to hate it."

"If I Force You to Stay......"

"Well, okay, I see." Tsurumi tilted his head, and without warning, a lovely smile bloomed, his golden eyes were bright, and his tone was light and lively: "Gentlemen, with all due respect, the quality of the headphones you wear doesn't seem to be very good." ”

“…… Zi, Zi ......" There was a strange sound of electricity in the radio channel, and the moment Tsurumi's voice fell, the headphones of everyone present were scrapped on the spot.

Tsurumi Shu smiled and said, "A rare opportunity, why don't you come out and eat a cake with me and relax?" ”

A sense of crisis hit my heart, and when Nakaya Nakahara and Mori Ouwai sounded early, they immediately took off the headphones and replaced them with the prepared earbuds.

In between changing the earbuds, Alice burst out, and a huge syringe appeared in her arms and smashed into Tsurumi next to her.

The black-haired boy sat motionless on the rattan chair, his eyebrows and eyes curled on his delicate face, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes. His lips moved, and the tip of the needle in his golden eyes gradually enlarged, striking at him.

And then rubbed shoulders with him.

Alice blasted the window glass next to the booth, and the whole person flew out of the window loophole, forcibly turned over in mid-air, and finally stepped on the telephone pole on the side of the road to stabilize her body.

The window was smashed, and Tsurumi was within half a meter, but he was not injured at all. The flying shards of glass all avoided Tsurumi in an eerie arc and scattered obediently at his feet.

"Impossible." The blonde girl had an expressionless face and an awe-inspiring temperament, "I'm obviously aiming at you, it's impossible to miss!" ”

"Anything is possible." Tsurumi Shu is still educating Alice seriously, "Alice-chan, you have to believe me." ”

The implication is that he is infinite possibilities.

Alice snorted, ignoring her ladylike demeanor. She was about to taunt when shock flashed in her blue eyes.

One by one, the members who had been lying in ambush nearby came out of the shadows with guns and weapons, and most of them were terrified and in pain. A small group of people were screaming and still struggling desperately. But as time passed, the struggle became weaker and weaker, and eventually he could only be forced to obey.

They followed Tsurumi's instructions and came out to "eat a cake and relax" with him.

A group of strong men in black gathered at the door of the small dessert shop viciously, staring at the store through the glass of the door.

The black-haired boy sat on a wicker chair with a relaxed posture, and he was the only one in the audience who sat peacefully in place. He glanced back, and everywhere he looked, he bowed his head and listened to his orders.

Tsurumi shook his dangling feet, his bright gilded eyes were clear and dust-free, and the little tiger teeth that were exposed showed a bit of smug color.

"Mr. Mori," Tsurumi called, "I'm doing well, am I?" Is it as beautiful as you imagined. ”

Mori Ou wears earplugs outside, completely blocking his ears and not hearing the outside world. But Alice is his humanoid anomaly, and Alice's senses can be his senses.

It doesn't matter if he can't hear it, Alice will "relay" it to him.

"It was a wonderful performance, and I was amazed." Mori Ouwai's face was gloomy, and he didn't smile at his skin.

Mori Ouwai and Nakahara Nakaya had already worn a pair of specially customized glasses, which allowed them to see his location without looking directly at Tsurumi.

Somewhat similar to infrared thermal imaging technology.

Given that the other party destroyed the internal radio channel and radio headset with a single word, and also brainwashed a group of black lizards, Mori Ouwai reasonably suspected that this pair of glasses would not last long.

Tsurumi's mental manipulation ability can be achieved through a distorted speech, and in addition to human beings, it can also affect objective things in the real world.

Mori Ou is becoming more and more jealous, what is the origin of Tsurumi's statement? His ability is so strong, it is very likely that the Secret Service Department is chasing after Tsurumi because of this.

Tsurumi Shu blinked, and quickly ordered, "Shoot." ”

Bullets vented out, and the glass door shattered in an instant. The rain of bullets was imminent, and none of the three people in the house hid.

Zhongyuan Zhong also sneered: "Do you think that you can stop me with this person?" ”

The orange-haired man's body flashed with a red light, and he stood in front of Mori Ouwai, and the bullet touched his body, and was controlled to bounce back - but not at the subordinates who were being controlled, but at the black-haired boy with an innocent face.

"Stop."

As the clear sound of the boy fell, the bullets wrapped in red light fell to the ground one after another, and there was no longer the motivation to rush forward.

The situation was at a stalemate.