I'm breaking up with Gin

The corridor is not deep, and the end is only a few steps away.

The lights there are as bright as an ordinary apartment, which is in stark contrast to a few meters away, but this transformation from a haunted house to an ordinary home cannot make people relax. Instead, the dark way makes people unable to ignore it. The black eye sockets of the sculptured head seem to be chasing you.

As expected of the largest Mafia in Italy, it gave a sense of oppression before seeing the person in person. Kagaya stood still opposite the light source, and the shadow cast on the wall behind him was long and thick.

His eyes turned slightly, and suddenly froze.

"???"

what is this!

The room separated by transparent glass is brightly lit, and the creatures occupying most of the space inside are sitting slumped against the wall, gnawing on super high-calorie afternoon tea.

It’s no wonder that Kagaya was shocked, the other person’s appearance was indeed full of shock, and there were no other living things in the room. The enthusiastic cadre Boerbo he came to meet this time should be the giant baby in front of him who sucks with relish. People who put sauce on their own fingers...

Looking up at the crowded and fat things in front of him, he suddenly felt that Bugarati's painting style was not so difficult to appreciate.

Polbo was also looking at the other party. He wiped his drool-stained hands casually on the body like a huge water bed, turned over with difficulty, approached the little boy who was not as big as his arm outside, and hung down head.

The long and sharp nose like a crow's beak is close to the tempered glass, and the fat meat cakes are piled up on the face. The extremely small eyes fully reflect the strangeness of this person. The whites of the eyes are pitch black, and the irises are dark green similar to the corridor lights. At this time, he was staring at the guests with cross-eyed eyes.

"You are the one from Japan...plus..."

"Kaga Valley."

This person was kept in the shadows, ignored the pressure and reported his name, the expressionless Kagaya put his hands on his chest and bowed slightly, "Good afternoon, Mr. Polpo, I'm sorry to keep you waiting gone."

"Oh, yes, that's the name." Popo slowly moved himself back to the original place, and opened the small refrigerator next to him. It seemed that he really lived here on purpose, and his life was quite comfortable.

The fat and short palm picked up an apple, sent it to his mouth, gnawed frantically, as if he wanted to crush his own hand and swallow it whole.

With his back turned to this side, Kagaya felt goosebumps all over his body when he heard the rattling sound, and couldn't help frowning.

After taking two bites, he suddenly thought of the people outside. Bo Erbo turned his non-existent neck, probably because he was too fat. This simple movement made him look like he directly turned his spine, turning the deformed, juicy object Pass it to the opposite side of the glass.

"Eat?"

Certain facilities in this space may have hallucinogenic effects. For a moment, Kagaya saw the apple in Polbo's hand as a bright red heart that was still beating.

Take a closer look, everything is an illusion.

The scene of pigs eating like this makes people unappetizing. Kagaya, who was about to spit out everything he ate in Yokohama, insisted on smiling politely: "Thank you for your kindness, but there is not enough time, how about we get straight to the point?"

"What a short-tempered little boy."

That face where adults can't control their blood pressure, the eyes that can definitely scare a child into tears, and the beautiful black eyes that don't dodge, Borbo ate the apple and the core into his stomach, and sucked all his fingers again .

His eyes darkened a bit, Kagaya gritted his molars.

This person gave him an extremely strong feeling of needing to be beaten.

……

10 minute later.

After the meeting, he still needs to go through a physical examination. Kagaya's face is not very good. It's not that the deal fell apart directly, but the enthusiastic cadre who didn't know how to make himself a pig was very active in this regard.

It wasn't because he took something from Borbo, if he really took something and gave it to Jie for safekeeping, he could pass through with two buckets of water.

is a more serious question.

Although he had read the information, he had already understood the enthusiasm for doing all kinds of evil, but he really didn't expect that Polpo would directly drive out of the port Mafia to help open up a certain product trading line, and there was no room for retreat, and he just wanted to make money from it.

Naturally, Kagaya quit, there was no need to continue the conversation, he ended the meeting early and left, feeling that he had wasted such a long time, even though he was angry, he still had to maintain a calm face.

Although the boy didn't show it on his face, everyone who knows him can feel that he is not in a good mood. It is strange that the conversation ended so quickly, and Bugarati also noticed it. Although he has no position to inquire, there may be some delays from him The factor of time exists, so after thinking about it, I still asked aloud.

"Mr. Kagaya, may I ask what happened?"

Putting back the watch and other items that he took off before going in from the plate, Kagaya raised his head and looked at Bugarati. This young man with a small head is not a bad impression so far. He obviously didn't recognize him at first, but he still The act of concern does not seem to be fake or malicious.

In a certain aspect, it also gives people a sense of similarity with Chuya in the Central Plains, warm and friendly.

To be honest, it was hard for Kagatani to imagine that he would be like Polbo, who even recommended him to try before giving an answer.

Fine lines gradually creased between the brows, and he looked back at the closed prison door, saying, "You don't look like a Mafia."

It seems to be touched by the line of sight.

With bangs straight, Bugarati's deep blue eyes calmly watched the child-like port Mafia employee, and replied, "You don't look like Mafia either."

After coming out of the prison, Kagaya declined the escort of the two local snakes with different styles of painting. Kagaya chose to take a taxi back to the hotel room he had booked to recuperate. After a stressful day, he was also a little mentally exhausted.

The sea of ​​Naples can be seen not far from the prison, which is different from the scenery of Yokohama, but it is also the familiar blue.

I am very unwilling to end like this. Thinking of Buccarati’s eyes that are as beautiful as the sea in the setting sun, human beings are of all kinds. Maybe there are people like Mr. Nakaya in enthusiasm. Maybe there are others who skip Polpo You can try the road, but you have to let go of the passionate things first, and give priority to finishing the political tasks tomorrow.

I roughly re-planned the next itinerary, and finally waited for an empty taxi.

Kagaya sat in the back seat with his luggage, "Master, go to xxx hotel."

Before he finished speaking, he looked at Gin Jiu who opened the car door beside him and sat in. His expression was instantly ugly, and his flat voice was instantly full of aggression, as if he was targeting the silver-haired man with barbs.

"What are you still doing?"

Gin crossed his arms and didn't reply.

"Aren't you going to get out of the car?"

Gin raised his eyelids, glanced at the rearview mirror of the car, and because of a leg injury, he didn't grab a seat near Kagaya, and Fuguya Rei, who was smiling mockingly, didn't pay much attention, and just ignored the past .

"okay, I get it."

Kagaya smiled at him, and said to the driver in front: "Please go to the police station first, this person is a human trafficker."

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咳，有点短哈。这章算昨天的，接下来到正文完结更新应该能稳定输出，啾～感谢在2020-10-1423:34:39~2020-10-1900:14:16期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: 1 Hei Xiao;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: draw a sad fan;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Millennium Chapter; 5 bottles of Bee Peak; thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!