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Hitting criminals is called being brave, but hitting passers-by is a crime.

Of course, Chaori Xiqiu didn't want to accidentally injure an innocent passerby. If anything happened, he wouldn't be able to afford the medical expenses alone. Logically speaking, such accidental injuries in the process of fighting crime should be tolerated...

He really didn't mean it - or rather, he had no idea there were other people here.

"Brother, don't sleep, open your eyes and look again, look at this beautiful world——" Chaori Xiqiu was full of emotion. He was extremely sad, as if he saw tears behind the iron window and the huge compensation beckoning to him.

The camera didn't follow him closely, but stayed on Hagiwara Kenji's side. So Asahi Yuaki couldn't use the bullet screen to know the actual situation of the person in front of him.

He performed several chest compressions and CPR, and then patted the man's cheeks with a fierce force, trying to bring him back to consciousness.

However, the man in black lying on the ground still did not wake up.

I don’t know if it was because the quality of the football was so good, or because Watermelon’s unscientific way of catching the ball was so incredible, but it made the young man fall asleep immediately.

What to do, what to do, what to do, the police will be here soon! That would be much more difficult to explain.

Chaori Xiqiu was feeling anxious, like a fox that was biting its own tail and spinning around.

He was busy continuing chest compressions when he could vaguely smell a faint scent of smoke, which seemed to have been blown in by the wind.

Chaori Xiqiu became alert instantly. His first reaction when he smelled the smoke was: No way, no way, it can't be another bomb. The frequency of encountering this is too outrageous! !

Are the eight eggs going to squeeze out Watermelon-kun to be his constant companion? What is going on? If he is a companion dog, does he think he can accompany anyone?

Chaori Xiqiu looked up with high spirits and full of vigor, ready to give the bomb a warning.

But when he looked up, what he saw was not an explosion with flashing red dots, but a familiar figure.

The man with long silver hair leaned against the wall of the rooftop entrance not far away, without saying a word or making any unnecessary movements. The brim of his black top hat was slightly pulled down, and his expression was unclear. Only the cigarette between his lips and teeth was particularly conspicuous, with wisps of white smoke floating up.

Asahi Xiqiu was stunned for half a second, then reacted.

Oh! He still remembers the person in front of him.

The man in front of me is a Porsche owner, a potential major watermelon consumer, the top salesman of the underground winery, a suspected big brother of the Kurosaki Society, taller than my white-haired friend, and a white-haired man codenamed Gin.

A long list of contents crossed across my mind. I usually wouldn't use so many adjectives to describe a person. These are just the brain's instinctive information processing response.

The last time, the other party pried the lock, pulled out the gun, broke into the house and chased Hyacinth away, the series of actions were so quick and skillful that it left a deep shadow in Chaori Xiqiu's heart.

In his heart, the white-haired man instantly became a childhood boss who could stop his children from crying at night.

Sometimes he was really afraid of going to the bathroom in the middle of the night and seeing the grinning white-haired man appearing from the window - so he always jogged to the bathroom at night, and then jogged back and threw himself on the bed.

In all horror fantasies, the bed is always the safest place. All the monsters and ghosts will not disturb the person lying on the bed, and the quilt is the best protective shield.

At this moment, seeing Gin again, Asahi Yuaki's first reaction was to look for the quilt - Hashidou Sack, where is my quilt that seals all the horrible illusions!

His consciousness turned around before he came to his senses and remembered that it was daytime, not night, and he was not at home but on the rooftop.

Gin noticed what Asahi Yuki was doing. He narrowed his eyes and spoke immediately because he had been on the front lines for many years: "...What are you looking at?"

The moment he asked the question, he regretted it. He didn't want to hear any response from the person in front of him.

"Uh, I'm looking for a quilt." Asahi Xiqiu answered cautiously.

——He knew it. Gin had no expression on his face. After trying again and again, there was no need to try again and again.

He took a puff of his cigarette and didn't even want to ask the other person why he was looking for a blanket.

His intuition told him that it was an absolutely boring and speechless reason, full of childishness or stupidity.

So he changed the subject and asked for the most critical information for himself. His voice was cold and hard: "Did you call the police? What are you doing here?"

The whistling sound of sirens was approaching, but Gin was not in a hurry to evacuate.

He could judge the distance based on his experience just by hearing. Although the sound became very clear, it would actually take quite some time for the police to actually go upstairs and get here.

Hearing Gin's question, Asahi Yuki quickly shook his head: "I wasn't the one who called the police."

Are you kidding? He would never reveal his connection with the police in front of someone who was suspected to be the boss of the Yakuza gang, especially on such a sensitive topic as calling the police.

He has a lot of common sense from police and gangster movies, many of which are played out this way.

But to be precise, it was not Asahi Yuaki who called the police. Before leaving, he left his phone to Hagiwara Kenji, who had not yet completely freed himself from the shackles, and asked him to contact friends or the police to help him get rid of the shackles and deal with the follow-up.

So, it was only his cell phone that called the police. What does it have to do with him? Nothing.

Asahi Yuaki was confident and calm. Then he answered the second question: "I'm here to pick up the ball."

He pointed to the football rolling to the edge, his voice sincere.

The bombs, bombers, and gangs we encountered today were all just passing by on the way to picking up the ball!

Asahi Yuaki even suspected that the main plot was possessed by the football, otherwise how could so many incidents be involved - and the quality of this ball was too good.

Gin's eyes flashed over for a moment, then quickly retracted and fell on the fallen Vodka.

He now had a rough idea of ​​what had happened at the scene.

Idiot! He stared at the fallen Vodka and cursed in his heart. He couldn't even dodge the ball!

He looks so big and strong, but he can be knocked unconscious by a small football? Gin sighed. It seems that he needs to send Vodka to the training camp for more training.

He was willing to train Vodka as his partner because, although Vodka was a little idiotic at times, he was loyal and obedient, making him a perfect partner for his daily outings.

In fact, Gin hasn't been on a mission with members of the same level for a while. Rather than spending time getting acquainted, he prefers to act alone.

Anyway, he is strong enough and can perform most tasks perfectly even alone.

The last time he went on a team mission...

It seems that this guy and I came out together before the [Nightingale] incident really broke out.

"..." The silver-haired man exhaled a puff of smoke, and the white smoke floated upward. His dark green wolf eyes looked far away through a layer of curtain.

Asahi Xiqiu saw the other party's gaze falling over, then moving down to the fallen man in black, then staring up at him, pausing and looking blankly for a moment.

Chao Ri Xi Qiu blinked, and after a few seconds, an idea suddenly flashed in his mind.

Wait a minute, the guy lying on the ground and the white-haired guy codenamed Gin are wearing similar clothes. They can't be from the same company! !

It makes sense that the person next to the bomber Pramya at this moment could not be an ordinary citizen. If the ball hit two birds with one stone, it means that the two were not far away from each other and were probably talking.

Oops, this time I actually kicked the underling of the Heishen Club boss! I can't afford to lose anymore QAQ

Oh, no. If he was a member of the Heishan Society, then it would not be a case of accidentally hurting an innocent passerby, but a case of bravely breaking through and achieving outstanding results, and then fighting against illegal crimes!

The future that seemed bleak to me suddenly became bright.

But of course he didn't dare to respond directly.

On the surface, Chao Ri Xi Qiu seemed to be hesitant to speak, and finally just silently replied: "...It wasn't me, really."

"I know." Gin glanced at him and sneered, "You don't have the ability now."

His voice was tinged with sarcasm, sharper than the pricks of thorns.

However, the fox-eyed young man in front of him did not show any embarrassment when he heard this. He was stunned for a moment, his deep golden eyes slightly widened, and his face showed some emotion.

Oh my God, finally someone is willing to believe that he is just an ordinary passerby!

Chaohi Xiqiu was deeply moved. This was the first person he met who said he was "incompetent".

——The first step to break the filter of the main plot's conspiracy was actually taken by the leader of the Heishen Society!

Chao Ri Xi Qiu's eyes sparkled. His eyebrows were firm, and his voice was clear and full of admiration: "Sir, you are very observant!!"

Gin: “…”

Gin: “…………”

He didn't move, and the cigarette in his hand had already burned to the end. Gin squeezed it out before the ash left a mark.

He didn't say anything more, but just took a big step forward, with a cold and murderous aura.

Asahi Xiqiu's muscles all over his body tensed up. This was entirely the body's instinctive response to the enemy.

In fact, he is now moved, and the shadow of his childhood on the white-haired man has disappeared, so he decides not to report the suspected gang relationship between the two.

——In the absence of solid evidence, the success rate of reporting a deep-rooted dark society is low, and it is easy to get yourself involved.

Thinking of this, Chao Ri Xi Qiu loosened his hand pressing the vodka.

Almost at the next moment after he stood up, the slightly plump man in black who was lying on the ground began to cough violently, and seemed to have vaguely regained consciousness.

Morning Sun and Evening Autumn:?

He was stunned for half a second, and before the silver-haired man's eyes swept over him, he quickly raised his hand to prove his innocence: "No, no, I really wanted to save someone just now! I didn't suffocate him!"

Gin: “…”

He said nothing, but just kicked the man in black on the ground as a warning, then reached out and pulled the man up from the ground with one arm.

"Open your eyes and let's go." Gin said in a low voice and pulled Vodka up from the ground.

Still feeling a little dizzy from the vodka, he felt a pain in his head and numbness in his face, as if he had been hit on the head and slapped in the face.

...Who is it? ! Who made him fall to the ground? !

He was about to look around when he was interrupted by Gin's heavy rebuke: "What are you standing there for?"

"Ah, yes... Big Brother!" Vodka stopped scanning and followed Gin's steps. After taking a few steps, his fragmented mind regained some rationality, "Big Brother, Pramya..."

"The cooperation has broken down, don't worry about it." Gin's voice was cold and indifferent.

"Oh, oh. Okay." Vodka didn't insist on asking more questions. He knew that following big brother Gin, he just had to talk less, work more and follow instructions.

He touched his head and felt as if he had really been hit by something just now... What was it?

Then again, wasn't there someone on the rooftop just now? ? Are we just going to leave it alone? ?

Vodka didn't see the man's face clearly at that time. When Gin asked him to go, he walked away immediately.

At this moment, Vodka opened his mouth hesitantly to ask, but after taking a glimpse of Gin's solemn profile, he finally swallowed his doubts.

No matter what, since Brother Gin didn't say anything, it doesn't matter! Besides, we can't disturb Brother from doing his work.

Vodka noticed that his elder brother was editing text messages with one hand. He was probably reporting on the mission.

On the flashing mobile phone screen, a string of text appeared in the email box. The recipient was "Mr. K".

The last message was still about the current situation of [Knight]. Probably because Gin is in Tokyo, Mr. K would come to ask from time to time.

Gin lowered his dark green eyes and skillfully sent reports to the person opposite him.

[Pramya refused to join, and he prevented the short-term cooperation. He teamed up with the police to subdue Pramya. Vodka was injured. ]