Yokohama Miss Gojo Love Story

Seeing that Nakahara Nakiya's face softened, he remained silent, and his eyes looking at Gojo Qingguang became more and more gentle, Mori Ogai hurriedly struck while the iron was hot: "How about it, Chuya, do you agree?"

"Yeah." Nakahara Zhong also reluctantly nodded.

"What did Gojo-kun say?" Mori Ogai asked another one.

"Hey, Mr. Zhongyuan is willing to contribute, I am naturally very grateful." Gojo Satoru also forced the corners of his mouth, smiling awkwardly.

In fact, he was not entirely happy with this deal, but the man in front of him should not be easily offended, and he did not want to have a full-scale relationship with the port mafia in order to regain Fu Heihui.

"Wait!" Zhong Yuan immediately rebounded, "Don't get me wrong, I'm the woman who went to help me, and I have nothing to do with you, and I don't need to thank you."

"You, that's enough!" Wutiao Qingguang blushed, clenched her fists, but didn't dare to swing them out.

This kind of result is better than Zhong Ye's boring fight with the Patriarch.

But Zhong Yuanzhong was not very satisfied either. He crossed his arm unwillingly and pressed it on Wu Tiaoqing's shoulders, "Why, isn't it? If you are not my woman, then this matter has nothing to do with me. He is It will not be so easy for the enemy who trespassed on the mafia territory of my port to leave, hehe!"

His two sneers were sharp and domineering, and the rebuttals rushed to his lips by the five Qingguang could only be pressed under the tongue.

At this juncture, it must be back to Tokyo. It is important to save Master Hui's sister, and there is no need to argue with this shameless boy.

He's grown up now, his wings are hardened, and he doesn't listen to me more and more. When this incident is over, let's see how I deal with her later!

Wujo Qingguang didn't notice it, and even though she was nine percent annoyed at the moment, there was still a little sweetness hidden, and she was even thinking about "turning back" with Zhongyuan Zhongye.

She is strong herself, and she only admires the stronger ones, but in the world, perhaps there is no one who is stronger than the man beside her, loves her more, and can cherish and suppress her unrestrained heart more.

Nakahara Chuya was also in the same mood, the five sunny and bright red faces were close at hand, if it wasn't for the hindrance of the leader and subordinates, he wished he could kiss him directly, right in front of Gojo Wu!

When this matter is settled, I will be engaged to Qingguang, no, we will get married directly, without delaying for a day!

He silently swears in his heart.

Half an hour later, a helicopter took off from the roof of the port mafia headquarters building, and soon disappeared behind the clouds.

And not far away, on the edge of the roof of another skyscraper, sat a young monk with handsome features and wearing a gray cassock.

The strong wind blew up his cassock and messed up his long hair, as if he would be blown away at any moment and fall into the abyss of the city under his feet.

Behind him stood two eighteen or nineteen-year-old girls who had almost the same appearance except for a slightly different hair color.

One of the girls walked up to the monk, took out a delicate comb from her bag, and asked respectfully and affectionately, "Your hair is messed up, let me comb it for you, Master Xia You?"

"Oh, thank you, Mimiko." Xia Youjie smiled kindly, still looking at the east where the helicopter disappeared.

Mimiko knelt behind him, untied her bun, let down her long hair, and combed it carefully with a small comb.

While combing, she asked, "Master Xia You, why did you choose Yokohama? Isn't your goal a high school of conjuration?"

"Did I say that?" Xia Youjie turned half of his face and asked back.

"Uh, no." Mimiko was taken aback for a moment, then said in a low voice, "Nanako and I always thought that what you care about most is Gojo Satoru..."

"My goal is to make all ignorant humans who are not magicians perish, and Gojo Wu is just the biggest resistance..."

Seeing Xia Youjie's long eyelashes drooping slightly, looking thoughtful, but not very happy, another girl named Nanako hurriedly clapped her hands and smiled, "Master Xia You's ideals are very lofty and powerful!"

"Maybe you still can't understand, but as long as you know, our goal now is to capture a stronghold."

"Have you taken a fancy to Yokohama?" Nanako asked hurriedly.

"Yes." Xia Youjie nodded approvingly.

This made the girl more courageous, and she also ran to him, knelt next to him, and asked flatteringly, "Why? Is there anything particularly good in Yokohama?"

While speaking, Mei Meizi had helped Xia Youjie recomb his hair. He turned his head and replied with a warm smile on his face.

He patiently explained to the two girls: "Because Yokohama is a city accustomed to the existence of supernatural powers, there will be no confusion because the controller changes from supernatural beings to curse masters. Besides, there are many hidden dangers that are related to us here." People with the same goals, superhumans also hate stupid humans, hehehe."

"I understand!" Mimiko put away her comb and clapped her hands happily, "So, is Master Xia You going to get rid of some of the most powerful members of the port mafia?"

"You guys are growing up and getting smarter!" Xia Youjie put his hands on the tops of the two girls' heads, caressing them affectionately.

The three of them were silent, as if they were enjoying the sunshine and cool breeze, and looking forward to the future where their ideals would come true. Suddenly, under Xia Youjie's palm, Nanako opened her eyes.

She paused for breath, and asked cautiously: "Master Xia You, after Yokohama belongs to us, will she come back? Or..."

The corners of Xia Youjie's slightly raised lips froze, and then gradually relaxed, and his smile became weaker and weaker, "Is it sunny? Maybe, she will die..."

Fukuro Megumi and Akutagawa Ryunosuke were sitting on one side of the helicopter cabin. The former's usually handsome and pale cheeks were already covered with a blush, and his head was so low that he almost put it in his arms.

Fu Heihui, who was sitting beside him, could only turn his head to look at the monotonous "scenery" outside the window.

They didn't dare to look at the two men on the opposite side, let alone order them to stop, but those four affectionate gazes were enough to make these two young men who were pure in body and mind and still in love feel sick to their stomachs.

The cabin is obviously big enough, and Gojo Satoru and Nakahara Nakahara insisted on one left and one right, with Gojo Qingguang sitting in the middle, and neither one was willing to move an inch away, lest they look less intimate than the other.

"Qingguang, is this your first time flying a plane? If you feel dizzy and uncomfortable, just close your eyes and lean on my shoulder." Gojo Satoru expressed his concern softly.

"It's okay, thank you Patriarch..." Gojo Qingguang replied weakly.

She was pinned between the two and couldn't move, she was really aching and dizzy with back pain.

At this time, a gust of wind hit from outside, and the helicopter was ups and downs for a short time. Zhong Yuan Zhong raised his hand involuntarily, pressed the five sunny heads on his shoulders, and threw his love rival's provocative eyes by the way.

Gojo Haruko finally couldn't take it anymore, pushed him away with an elbow, Huo De stood up, condescending, and said to Akutagawa Ryunosuke in a muffled voice, "My little brother, shall I change seats with you?"

"Ah, me, me?" Akutagawa Ryunosuke raised his head in astonishment, his face turning even redder.

"Well, please!" Wutiao Qingguang said trouble, but his eyes poked directly at the top of his head, full of domineering.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke looked out the window, seemed a little at a loss, stood up slowly, and when he came in front of Nakahara Nakaya, his waist straightened a little, and he took out something from the windbreaker pocket and handed it over.

"Mr. Zhongyuan, the leader asked me to give this to you."

"Boss?" Zhong Yuan was also stunned.

When his eyes fell on the scroll in Akutagawa Ryunosuke's hand, his expression suddenly became surprised and serious.

This, is the highest order from the head of the port mafia - the silver hand?