[Wen Hao] I worked hard to restore the health of the protagonist group

People in the world seem to have an indescribable expectation for time travel. They long to hold the plot in their hands, travel to another world from a God's perspective, live an extraordinary life, and become the master of another world.

But they forgot that the prerequisite for controlling the plot is to live until the plot begins.

Under the moonlight at night, a black figure quickly shuttled between the beams. The wide black robe blocked his body and face, and only the man's jawline could be vaguely seen.

Gunshots continued to ring out from behind him. Men in suits chased him relentlessly. Bullets flew past him. Even though he stared at death countless times, the expression under his robe did not change at all.

"Damn it! We must catch him today! He has already caused three large-scale damages to the organization. We can't let him go!" Hirotsu Liulang suddenly shouted, "Kajii Motojiro!"

"Come here! Let me see what color your blood is!" Several lemon-like objects were thrown towards the figure running in the front.

The man didn't dodge or evade, and a lemon happened to stick to his shoulder.

A crazy smile appeared on Kajii Motojiro's lips. "Explode!"

With a loud bang, Kajii Motojiro leaped onto the beam. He wanted to be the first to see what the man's body would look like after being shattered under the lemon.

The smile on his lips became more and more rampant, and he approached step by step, "So what color will your blood be..."

The smile suddenly froze on the corners of his mouth, his pupils dilated in disbelief, a figure quickly rushed towards him, Kajii Motojiro had no time to dodge, Hirotsu Ryulang stood in front of him at the fastest speed.

"Falling Chun!"

The powerful purple power collided with the boy's attacking palm. The latter was slightly stunned and then quickly distanced himself until he stood still. He raised his twisted right hand indifferently.

His thin lips moved slightly, "Heal."

Under the white light, his twisted right hand recovered to its original shape at an extremely fast speed. At the same time, Guangjin Liulang clearly saw that the hole that was blown out on the boy's waist was also restored in an instant.

"Tsk, is it a supernatural power that can heal and recover? This is a bit difficult." Guangjin Liulang bit his back teeth.

It started to drizzle at some point, and the two groups of people stood facing each other. The young man did not continue to run away. He just looked at the people in front of him quietly, and a hint of clarity flashed in his empty eyes.

It’s... someone I know.

Members of the Port Mafia include Hirotsu Yanami and Kajii Motojiro.

They look pretty much the same as in the anime.

The hand that was exerting the supernatural power gradually loosened. Jie Shuyi pulled the brim of his hat forward to cover his face and silently took a step back.

"Stop chasing me. If you do, I'll kill you."

"Stop joking! How could I not beat you!" Kajii Motojiro roared madly, and as he spoke, he threw the lemon bomb in his hand towards Jie Shuyi as if it were free.

The latter dodged it easily, and then sighed lightly, and said, "Then I'll kill you."

The supernatural power with white light surged in his hands again, and just as he was about to attack quickly, his movements suddenly stopped.

"Eh?"

The white light in the palm of his hand suddenly disappeared, and the supernatural power in his body could not be activated at all.

A trace of confusion obviously flashed across Jie Shuyi's face, and then he understood in an instant. He turned around abruptly, and found that a man with curly hair and bandaged arms was standing behind him, and his fingertips happened to be pinching Jie Shuyi's hair.

At the last moment before being knocked down by the flying bomb, Xie Shuyi couldn't help but swear.

Damn, this is so unlucky.

When Xie Shuyi woke up, his hands were handcuffed with iron chains and raised high. The clothes that usually covered his body were stripped off, and his hair, slightly wet by the rain, was stuck to his forehead.

As the blurry vision gradually focused, the black eyes silently looked around.

This is...

dungeon?

The sound of footsteps came from a distance, and was particularly obvious in this quiet and empty place.

Xie Shuyi lowered his head slightly and leaned back, his eyes slightly narrowed. He did not struggle or resist, as if he was looking forward to the arrival of death.

"Young man, you are so cold, aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"

The man gradually approached, and Xie Shuyi finally saw his face clearly. He had slightly long black hair, red pupils, and a surging abyss under his deep eyes. He was holding the hand of a little girl who was dressed delicately. If you ignore the powerful aura of the man, he looks like an amiable uncle next door.

Mori Ogai.

The leader of the Port Mafia.

A man who turned himself into the most loyal slave of the Port Mafia and the embodiment of absolute logic and rationality as a loyal guardian of Yokohama.

That's how he is described in the anime.

Meeting the man's cold gaze, Jie Shuyi pursed his lips. He didn't know whether Mori Ougai had killed the previous mafia leader in the current timeline.

He raised his eyes and said calmly, "I have caused you three devastating injuries. Killing me might be a good choice."

Mori Ogai was slightly stunned. He was a little surprised when he learned that the person who caused the three major destructions was a 15-year-old boy. There are many people of this age who fall into the abyss and have blood on their hands, but it is rare to be as powerful as Jie Shuyi.

As the leader of the port mafia, he killed Jie Shuyi to avenge his deceased subordinates, but when he met the young man's eyes, he suddenly didn't want to do it anymore.

A wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes met Jie Shuyi's.

How could he allow someone who wanted to die to do so?

"I'm more curious about who is the person behind you?" He tilted his head and looked at Jie Shuyi. According to his understanding, this young man's ability was only healing, not explosive damage, so how did he accomplish such destructive damage?

Looking at Jie Shuyi's cold and numb expression, Mori Ougai had some vague guesses in his mind.

Is it... using oneself as bait to rush towards death again and again, and to be healed again and again?

What a lunatic.

"I don't know." These three indifferent and clear words answered Mori Ougai's question. As if afraid that he didn't believe it, Xie Shuyi repeated it firmly.

"They give me money and food, and I complete the tasks they give me."

The boy's cold words didn't seem fake, and there was no need to make up such a clumsy lie at this moment.

Mori Ogai had a smile on his face, and he lowered his head and shook Alice's arm.

"Alice, do you think his words are credible?"

The little girl pouted in distress, "Hey, I'm hungry. I want to eat some cake."

Mori Ogai turned his head away, and under the dim light, Jie Shuyi's expression became unclear, but what could not be ignored was the strong aura of depression on him.

"In that case, I'll give you double the price, and you can help me."