"At first, he was chasing chaos and unease, then turbulence and chaos were chasing him, and he led them, wandering in the light and darkness, enjoying it." So said the shrunken detective.
Chapter 33 The Betrayer
Ozaki Kouye couldn't believe it. Her golden Yaksha was gradually losing strength in such a struggle. The silver liquid spreading from the opponent's body not only occupied her knife, but also went up to the Yaksha's hands!
Yaksha suddenly let go of his hand, flew back several steps, and looked at the monster in front of him with a look of surprise and doubt.
But even if it became like this, intermittent voices could still be heard from this strange group of metal swords: "I want to get rid of you, as soon as possible, quickly..."
Can "she" really still think? Is a person without a head still a person? Ozaki Hongye didn't dare to think about it. She waved her hand and said to her terrified subordinates, "You go back first and report what happened here to the boss. I will hold it back and prevent it from causing any more harm!"
"Big sister!" "Big sister!" Several of her subordinates shouted immediately. No matter how scared they were, they still stood up with fear on their faces and said through gritted teeth: "We will accompany you..."
"Shut up!" Ozaki Kouye was furious. She scolded mercilessly: "Have you forgotten the discipline of the organization? You are dithering at a critical moment. Don't you think you are dragging your feet enough?"
These words immediately made those people stop in their tracks. They were not angry because they knew better than anyone that the eldest sister was the person who treated her subordinates the best in the organization. Their eyes were wet and they said fiercely: "We are leaving now, big sister, you have to be careful!"
They left quickly without looking back. Ozaki Kouye smiled, looking at the Yasha dodging the silver monster. She shook her knife and said, "Want to kill me? Come on!"
See how far you can go!
The camera turned and on a large ship, which was not known how far away from the port, a young man in black was walking forward step by step. Behind him was blood flowing all over the ground and the corpse of the sea visitor who had been provoking him before. His face was grim and his steps were slow, as if stimulated by the smell. He clenched his right fist, put it to his mouth, and coughed several times.
"No, don't kill me!" The one who was scared to the point of peeing his pants was the boss who had shouted "I'll be unhappy if you're not ruthless" not long ago. He tripped and fell to the ground, and his legs went weak when he wanted to get up. He had to turn around, support himself on the deck with his hands, and move backwards with his buttocks.
He had never seen such a devil before. After they had urgently collected supplies and even sailed out the boat, he was still able to throw out a long black thing of unknown origin, and then somehow stood on their boat. Without saying a word, he attacked them while they were still celebrating. The gun couldn't do anything to him. The black thing just exerted force and the gun broke into two pieces. Then it deformed again and his men fell down.
"Bang!" The black shadow turned into a long knife and stood beside his ear. The boss' pupils constricted and his lower body immediately became wet. Akutagawa Ryunosuke frowned and asked in a hoarse voice: "Who asked you to provoke the Port Mafia?"
The boss trembled and said, "No one, I just want revenge, revenge..."
Akutagawa Ryunosuke frowned and whispered, "Even if your previous leader is dead, he shouldn't be so ignorant."
The eldest did not answer, but someone else responded to his words. "Because no one told him that."
"Who!" Akutagawa waved his hand, and the black beast arrived in the blink of an eye. The door was broken open, and the man inside looked pale. He held a lamp in his hand and said, "Although he is our leader, the old leader actually has an illegitimate son. Compared with him, he is younger and more strategic, and even has supernatural powers. It's a pity that as an international underworld organization, there are so many conservatives in the gang."
"We cannot be divided internally, because that would weaken our own strength."
"So you're just using someone else's knife to kill someone," Akutagawa Ryunosuke was furious. He looked at the weak-looking psychic and said, "You're looking for death!"
More than half an hour later, Akutagawa Ryunosuke started coughing violently. This psychic was not powerful, but his abilities were very difficult to deal with, and his survivability was very high. He had to chase after him, which took a lot of time.
When he came to his senses, he realized something: "This ship is still moving?"
The captain's cabin was empty and the ship was moving automatically at the top speed of a large cargo ship. It was pitch black outside the window, and all the people on the boat had been killed again. Akutagawa Ryunosuke felt a slightly chilly loneliness. He felt a little strange.
He dialed the secret line of the organization's intelligence department and said in a low voice: "Send me a ship, or a helicopter, and pick me up according to the GPS location."
The head of the intelligence department immediately said, "Okay, Mr. Akutagawa."
"Also," Akutagawa Ryunosuke said, "Tell the boss that this incident was caused by an internal matter of the Russian mafia. It just seems like something is wrong. I'm trapped here. It might be a trap."
"Ah?" The person in charge was a little surprised: "Okay, okay, Mr. Akutagawa."
They hung up the phone. The person in charge slowly took down his cell phone and looked at the other group of people tied up in front of him. Higuchi Ichiyo was the most anxious. Her mouth was tightly sealed with tape, and no matter how she twisted her body, she could not escape the rope. The person in charge smiled and said softly, "Okay, Mr. Akutagawa, I will definitely notify the boss, hahahaha."
Of course he did nothing. Not only did he not do it, he also led his men to block an intersection. At the other end of the intersection, a group of familiar-looking people were rushing over with anxious looks on their faces.
"Pah." Another chess piece fell. Isabel said with a smile: "Step 2, the greedy must understand their desires."
Under the soft light, she clearly had not stepped out of the cafe, but everything that happened outside seemed to be within her imagination. "In war, one must learn to use spies." She opened her lips slightly: "And using spies is also an art."
"The people you choose must be from the most critical departments of the enemy. You need to find the people you are most likely to persuade," she said. "Then, at all costs, turn them over."
The silver monster transformed by Nanako Kojima fiercely slashed the golden Yaksha's chest with a knife. The female body transformed by superpowers finally felt tired. It was good at attacking, but when another monster that was better at attacking than it and whose instincts and form were completely born for fighting appeared in front of it, it was completely suppressed. It took one last look at Ozaki Momiji, then turned into light and disappeared.
Ozaki Kouye leaned on the ground with her long sword, blood was flowing from the corner of her mouth, and she looked like she had lost her ability to fight. The silver monster did not move. With a "swish", it instantly retracted all its swords and knives. Then, human arms slowly "grew" out of it. Not long after, Kojima Nanako reappeared in front of people.
"You win." Ozaki Kouye smiled bitterly, "But it's impossible for me to surrender. I will fight to the last second. This is my duty as a cadre of the Port Mafia."
Nanako Kojima looked at her and said nothing. When Ozaki Koha thought she was about to take action, a group of people pushed another group of people into the battlefield.
Ozaki Kouye opened her eyes wide. She was familiar with both groups of people, and one of them was exactly——
"Big sister." The leader who was pressed over was ashamed. He turned his face away and did not dare to look at her: "We want to go back to the port building, but on the way..."
"They were captured by us." Another group of people did not cover their faces, and they seemed to know Ozaki Koye as well. "Sister Hongye," the leader said politely, "Please put down your weapons, otherwise I won't be able to guarantee their lives."
"Nishio-sou!" Ozaki Momiji was extremely angry, her anger was even greater than that of being defeated: "How dare you... betray the Port Mafia!"
"Of course I know the price of betraying the Port Mafia," the man named Nishio Zhuang remained calm. He smiled and said, "But what's more important now is the lives of your beloved subordinates. Believe me, it's not worth dying in glory. You and that boss are two completely different people."
After he finished speaking, he stabbed the person next to him in the lower abdomen. Ozaki Koye's eyes twitched, and in silence, she finally and slowly put down the knife in her hand.
"The third step is to move the grieving person with emotion." Another chess piece was eaten.
"Let her go." A small figure suddenly appeared outside the crowd. It was a little girl wearing a red kimono and a pair of wooden clogs. A cell phone was hanging on her chest, her eyes were dull and glazed, she looked younger than Nanako, like a junior high school student who had just entered middle school.
Kojima Nanako looked at her. Although she was a little tired because she had just finished a battle and her supernatural powers were fully released, when the little girl suddenly spoke, she still picked up the sword in her "hand".
"Go," Ozaki Hongye shouted at her, "You are no match for her, Jinghua!"
The little girl didn't listen. She is a killing machine. In the past, she would only act according to the orders coming from her mobile phone. But today, when Ozaki Koyo was knocked down, a breeze seemed to blow in her calm heart.
I don't want to see her get hurt, I don't want to see her cry, I don't want to see the person who gave me the red kimono in such a miserable state. She stood up.