Ms. Quan, who is male

The shock waves generated by the explosion curled up several strong winds, causing the spring to fly in a scattered and scattered manner.

He hurriedly tied all his hair in his hands. Then he looked up and saw the sharp jawline in Zhongyuan.

The fire illuminated his face and reflected in his eyes, jumping and flashing, shining brightly.

In the Central Plains, there was no foolish way to take the spring in the air with him for too long, because it was too eye-catching and would undoubtedly become a target.

He glanced around quickly and found that there were no suspicious characters, he brought the fountain down.

Just as he was about to call his subordinates and asked them to handle the follow-up, he didn't expect that when he lowered his head, he found that Quan's eyes were not blinking and his eyes were staring at him with a bright look.

"Why are you looking at me like this?" Zhongyuan Nakata didn't think much about it. He held him with one hand and took out his cell phone with his other hand and called his subordinates.

Izumi held his shoulder and blurted out: "Mr. Nakaya is so handsome."

"Ahem!!"

As soon as the subordinates answered the phone, they heard a series of coughs from their Central Plains cadres.

He worried, "Mr. Nakaya? What happened?"

"No, it's okay...hehe!"

It took a while for Zhongyuan to recover, his face turned red and his ears red. He stared at the innocent Quan with a fierce look on his face, and then he cleared his throat and talked about things with his subordinates.

But what he never expected was that he had just hung up the call with his subordinates and had a sudden change.

He stayed and was about to take back the living hell to investigate, but died mysteriously one after another!

They seemed to have seen something terrifying, and their eyes suddenly stared like copper bells. They opened their mouths desperately, but there was no sound in their throats. The mouth, nose, ears, eyes, and seven orifices were bleeding. Finally, their bodies twitched and their heads twitched.

Dead, silently.

Quan was stunned and unconsciously leaned against Zhongye Zhong, saying hesitantly: "Mr. Nakaya, is this..."

The Central Plains also had a deep face as water, and said in a muffled voice: "Yes."

The way these guys died was exactly the same as the last time they attacked them in a Western restaurant.

After the arrival of the Hong Kong black members, they quickly cleared the scene.

Zhongyuan Nakaya's sports car was driven by his subordinates. Quan was sitting in the passenger seat and silently retracted himself into his wide long jacket, revealing only his eyes, looking at Zhongyuan Nakaya making a phone call outside.

It was getting late, and Zhongyuan Zhong originally planned to report this to Senouwai tomorrow, but he didn't expect Senouwai to call him first.

Moreover, this phone call was to tell Zhongyuan that there was another thing.

"You said...the two guys who escaped from the dock last night have been found?"

"Yes, it was discovered by Akutagawa accidentally."

Zhongyuan also pondered for a moment, always feeling that things were not that simple, otherwise their leader would not have called him suddenly.

Sure enough, next, Mori Ouwai said to him: "To be precise, only one of them was found and brought back. When the man was found, he fell into a coma in the alley of Lebo Street. Now he has just been treated,

Now lying in the intensive care unit, our consciousness is not yet clear. For the other person, we only found images related to him at that time."

Zhongyuan: "Image?"

Mori Ouwai: "Yes. It was taken by the dash cam of a large freight truck. It was early this morning and the location was by the river. The moment it started, a concerning clip happened to be recorded."

"What segment?"

"That was a small scene before his death. His way of death was very strange: his mouth was wide open, his eyes were wide open, his orifices were bleeding, his whole body was twitching, and he finally died." Mori Ouwai briefly described it.

Wait! Isn't this...?!

Zhongyuan Nakao suddenly opened his eyes wide and subconsciously swept to the scene where his subordinates were dealing with.

"Yes, this is the same way that the guys who attacked you in a Western restaurant died."

Zhongyuan also frowned, and then quickly told him and Quan about the pursuit he had just encountered. He also emphasized that he was going to leave a few living people to take them back for investigation, but they died bizarrely.

"This is strange..." Mori Ouwai thought, "Why did you all get together? And, Nakayajun, have you noticed... These guys attacked you twice, just as Quan Jun happened to be the one who was in charge of Quan Jun attacking you twice.

Are they all present?"

Hearing the last sentence, Zhongyuan was shocked. He wanted to turn his head to see the fountain sitting in the car, but he still held it back and didn't move.

“You mean…?”

"Will these people's target not you, but Quan Jun?" Mori Ou made an assumption, "But that's not right. If you want to attack him, why did you choose when you were there twice?

?”

This is also not understood in the Central Plains.

"Or...their target is actually the two of you?"

“?!”

This problem is currently unsolvable.

Mori Ouwai is just making his own assumptions.

He changed his voice and mentioned again: "By the way, the guy who died mysteriously by the river in the early morning of this morning, heard that he was discovered by a passerby and called the police. Now the body has been sent to the police station. We can wait a moment to see

, Is there any updates on the police? There is also the guy in the intensive care unit. I heard that he should be able to wake up tomorrow. After the investigation results of his, I will ask someone to give you a copy."

"Yes, leader."

Zhongyuan thought that the phone call was over here, but unexpectedly, Senouwai caught him off guard: "By the way, Zhongyajun. I thought about it, the form is becoming more and more complicated now, so it is better to...

”

As he listened, Zhongyuan couldn't help but hold his breath and his eyes widened slightly.

Sitting in the car, his whole face buried in the spring in his jacket, suddenly heard the sound of the car door opening. He looked up and saw that Zhongyuanzhong, who had finished calling, was also back.

Zhongyuan also looked at the fountain huddled in his coat, revealing only barefoot and a small half above his head, and felt an inexplicable and warm feeling in his heart.

"Sleepy?"

"It's okay." Quan came out of his coat and rubbed his eyes.

Zhongyuan also glanced at the faint blue-black under the spring, and while wearing a seat belt for himself, he asked: "Have you been very busy recently? It seems that you haven't had much rest."

Quan said honestly: "It's not busy, but the sound insulation effect of renting a house is not very good, and he doesn't sleep well."

"That's how..." Nakabara also nodded and helped him put the back of the chair down. Then he opened the glove box, pulled out a small blanket from it, placed it on Quan's leg, and said to him: "You go to bed first,

I'll call you when I get home."

"Um……"

Quan had just shaken open the blanket, but unexpectedly, he shook out a photo, which fell to his feet with his back to his back.

Zhongyuan was also stunned for a moment, and then realized something after realizing it. He reached out to pick it up, but he shrank back halfway.

Quan looked at him strangely, bent down and picked up the photo, turned it over and took a look-

That was a photo taken by Mori Ou for Nakabara this morning, and Izumi was taken in New York.

In the photo, Quan was wearing a men's yukata, most of which was stained with blood. His eyes were closed and two lines of harsh blood and tears were hanging on his pale face. What was terrifying was that there was a handful of them in his chest.

He stabbed him into a long sword that was pierced.

He held the wall with one hand and grabbed the scroll-like thing with the other.

What is most surprising is that there is a huge and transparent skeleton arm beside him, which looks as high as two springs.

The skeleton's arms were translucent white all over, and there was a strange white flame like a coat around them.

Zhongyuan Zhong also kept observing Quan's expression from the rearview mirror in the car, holding his breath, and looking even more nervous than the person involved in the photo.

Quan was indeed frightened by the way he looked in the photo, and then a big storm blew in his mind.

Turns out, is this what the Port Mafia discovered?

Including the photos he had just hidden in his clothes to check, Dazai Osamu sent him, at least two groups of people have obtained this thing now.

Who shot this and who spread it?

Dazai Osamu said that when he was drifting in the river this morning, he found a body on the bank. The photos he sent to Izumi were found from the dead man.

Given that he and Quan are currently in a cooperative relationship, they decisively hid themselves as soon as they saw that the person in the photo was him. Then they asked the passers-by to call the police.

So what about the port mafia? How did they find this photo?

There is no doubt that this photo is just for them to test themselves. So do they still hold more important things or information in their hands?

Although he did not recover his memory when he saw the photos, the amount of information provided by the photos was also very large.

Blood in the eyes...What is the situation when the eyes are bleeding? Izumi subconsciously thought of two situations, either because the eyes were dug or the Sharingan was overused.

Now his eyes are fine without any problems, and the Sharingan can be used well. That means that the situation at that time should be the second...

Quan Hui was surprised, which was expected by Zhongyuan, but what he never expected was...

After being surprised, he actually asked Nakaya Nakaya with a novel look on his face: "What special effect is this?"

"……ha?"

Seeing him surprised, Quan asked in confusion: "Isn't this a synthetic photo?"

"..." Nakaya Nakaya's expression was a little hard to describe, "Do you think this is a synthetic one?"

"It's obvious!" Quan pointed to the skeleton arm standing beside him, "This thing is obviously made of special effects! There is no such thing in reality? Do you treat me as a three-year-old child?"

"…?" It seemed that something was wrong, but Zhongyuan also found that he could not find any words to refute.

As he said that, Quan seemed to have thought of something, took out his cell phone, opened a photo in the album, and handed it to Nakaya Nakaya: "Here, look."

The confusing Zhongyuan also took it over, and when he saw it, his face suddenly turned dark.

But Izumi said to herself as if she couldn't understand his face, "This was given to me by a gentleman who took photos of me before. He said I was like an angel."

Isn't it?

In this photo in front of me, Quan was wearing a white puff sleeve dress with beautiful white wings on his back, and his whole body was shining, which was simply synthesized without any sense of incongruity.

Doesn’t this look like a living angel descending to the mortal world?

"..." Zhongyuan Zhong also cursed in his heart.

Seeing that his expression was not right, I asked carefully: "Isn't it good-looking? I think it's much better than the one synthesized by Mr. Nakaya? Or... Because Mr. Nakaya is a mafia, his aesthetics and me

Not quite the same?”

Nakaya's face looked even more ugly.

He sneered, quickly put Quan's phone into his pocket, claiming: "I will refer to the reference, and in the future, I will try to synthesize photos that are consistent with your aesthetic."

"..." Quan didn't dare to speak. She trembled and wrapped herself in a small blanket to lie back to sleep.

If Mori Ouwai wants to check it, he will do it casually. If he finds out the problem, he will lose! The demon you are a demon, will you still be your subordinate who will come to repay it in the end?

But if there are injustice and debt, he will settle the accounts with this guy sooner or later.