The daily life of the young master of the port Mafia Buddhist system

Snapped.

He Hui slapped Bai Lan on the forehead.

He briefly talked about his current situation of "pure heart and few desires", and preliminarily speculated that it was related to the golden sword.

It's just that when Bai Lan heard this word, the other party's purple eyes slightly glanced at a certain part of the blond young man's body.

Clear. Heart. Few. Desire. Ah~

Boom!

He Hui pushed Bai Lan's head into the wall.

Back to the topic.

Sensible people know that the major should be matched. Even if they have a thorough understanding of the laws of time and space, this big sword is not within their professional scope.

Even though He Hui quickly put away the big sword, that ray of light!Golden to yellowish!It must have been seen by many people.

Soon, Feishiyuan came to invite people.

After Hehui entered the Yuzhu Pagoda with the people wearing rabbit masks, and had an interview with Dajue on Guochang Road, he finally accepted the result of "becoming king by himself".

Get a job in his place.

...is impossible!

In fact, before that, Hehui didn't communicate with Guochang Lu Dajue at all.

Let's say two years ago, Mori Ogai, the current head of Mafia at the port, wanted to do something, and it also affected the cub he picked up a long time ago.

So Hehui filed a complaint with Guochang Road Dajue and made another deal.After that, the port mafia had one more man behind the scenes.

To tell the truth, the young master of Port Mafia is the behind-the-scenes BOSS of Port Mafia.

By the way, what was that deal?

After wandering in the reincarnation space and the other world for too long, He Hui can't remember things in this world.

Anyway, the first King of Gold took care of everything well before, even if he is no longer the king, the Fashiyuan will still operate as usual and will not rust.

Guochang Road Dajue: There must be a reason why Shiban chose you to become king... Next, I will teach you one by one.

The old man with undiminished momentum showed a kind smile to He Hui.

He Hui: To be honest, you are relying too much on slates!Whoever is chosen by the slate, who do you support?If you choose a vicious big trash, will you still let the big trash be king?

Ah... he seems to be that big piece of trash, that's all right.

So He Hui started Cheng Wang teaching.

The blond-haired young man looked at the thick "Emperor Studies", the corners of his mouth twitched.

These days, there are still people who compile this kind of book. Is there anyone reading it?

Akashi of the Royal Sanjia: Ah Choo!

When Bai Lan heard that her friend was detained by the Yuzhu Tower, she laughed mercilessly, and ate all the snacks in Hehui's cabinet, leaving only the packaging bags.

There are still a few scum left on the seal to attract Xiaoqiang, so as to surprise the owner of the cabinet.

He Hui had known for a long time that Bai Huahua would attack him, so before leaving, he quietly threw a handful of nanoworms he bred into Bai Lan's cabinet.

The bugs don't corrode furniture walls like termites, they're small enough to pass through plastic bags, and they have one characteristic -- a sweet craving.

It's useless at ordinary times, but when you're bored, just sprinkle it around Bai Lan, and you can see Bai Lan's desperate expression when she tore open the marshmallow packaging bag, but the inside is empty.

During the few weeks spent in Yuzhu Pagoda, He Hui felt that he was eating fast and chanting Buddha.

A few times when the excitement came to an end, I was poured cold water a few times.

He Hui has almost mastered the critical point of his emotions [forced Buddhism] and learned to suppress himself.

In the past, he could have 100 emotional points when making troubles, but now, he must reduce his emotional points to 30 points when making troubles.

Otherwise, the emotions will go straight to zero.

A qualified adult must learn to control his emotions.

Yes, He Hui is already a 20-year-old adult.

By the way, that white flower is actually a 17-year-old school bully who skipped a grade.

However, according to Italy, Prynne is already an adult.

The first month of eating vegetarian food and reciting Buddha's name passed, and in the imperial pillar pagoda that had been quiet for years, He Hui slowly regained his original heart.

Well...his first goal in life seems to be—

Get rid of that scumbag!

The small goal of promising someone to test the water is——

Take Vengley!

...Wow, he didn't achieve any of them.

He Hui seemed to see the ghost of the former port Mafia leader who had already died——

The sloppy man covered his face with his hands, made a gesture that he couldn't bear to look straight at him, and his tone of voice was damn artificial: "Oh my god, my dear son! If God knew that you put your life goals aside to have fun for yourself, he would Take off your own boots and smoke you with your stinky feet!"

Surprised by the sloppy guy who made up his mind, He Hui trembled...

He forgot all about it!

During the two years of studying abroad, he hardly cared about the forces under his command, wondering if they were okay?

And the Vengley that is about to be fucked by him, is it still built?

He remembered that many Vengleys in parallel worlds were lost by his bad friends. The Vengleys in this world didn't know if they could breathe...

Let's go back to Yokohama first.

The blond young man Xiaozhi expresses that he misses his family and wants to go home and see with emotion and reason.

Dajue on Guochang Road approved the leave note: "Mr. Sen has not seen Mr. Hehui for a long time, and I must miss you very much."

He Hui, who also forgot the name of the second head of Mafia at the port: Who is this?

He Hui was already trying his best to recall, who did he know in Yokohama?

As time went by, the people in his memory became a mosaic, and only a few wisps of color could be discerned slightly.

One, two, three... with black hair, one in ocher or orange, one with dark green hair...

And only white...

The face of the bad friend appeared in my mind.

He Hui shook his head to shake that face away.

wrong!Not for nothing!

...the brain cells continue to die.

Meow?

!

He has a white cat!

After years of not stepping into the Mafia building at the former port, Imamori Kazusha, Hehui... got lost.

In fact, there is a little impression in the subconscious, but digging the subconscious...does it take no brains to dig a grave?I just recalled that so many brain cells died of a white cat, and he is not a social fear, just ask for directions.

Ordinary people can't even enter the gate, but He Hui is still a nominal young master of Mafia at the port, and this face is the best pass.

The high-tech Senhe Club no longer has the social symbols of black-clothed bodyguards. People now punch their cards and swipe their faces to open automatic doors.

However, there was no one standing at the door, so as soon as he entered the building, the employees came and went, and He Hui didn't know who to ask.

The bewilderment only lasted for a moment, and He Hui quickly determined the target.

Among a group of ordinary office workers, the one wearing the black hat is particularly conspicuous.

Although his height is very tall, the cockscomb directly deepens the impression!

He Hui walked towards Hei Ji Guan, and patted his shoulder with a palm.

Zhong Yuan's muscles were also tense, as if he didn't expect someone to approach without him noticing, he suddenly opened the distance and turned his head at the same time.

It's just that when he saw the person coming, his attack that was about to strike stopped, and his blue eyes widened slightly.

This is such an overreaction...

He Hui withdrew his hand, scratched his cheek, and began to ask friendlyly:

"Well, have you ever seen a cat? It's so big, it's white." He Hui compared the size with both hands, and showed it to the black comb.

Nakahara Chuya: "..."