When the Raiders Player Crosses

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Chapter 22 Moved

    Chief Mori was not stupid enough to bring the three of them to the Mafia building in the port for a conversation. After all, there was his own guy who was suspected of being in a parallel time and space, so he chose to talk to a bar under the name of Mafia in the port.

    Most of the people who frequent this bar are members of Port Mafia, so it is easy to clear the venue. Chief Sen asked his subordinates to inform the boss, and soon, the bar was empty—in fact, it is now afternoon, and the bar was empty. There are not many factors of people.

    Natsuki Mio was not in the mood to argue with the leader of Mori, so he might as well go back to play games if he had this time. So, it's Odasaku's fault for why he went out.

    The more I thought about it, the more I felt that this was the reason, Natsuki Mio silently glanced at Odasaku.

    The hairs on Odasaku's back suddenly stood up, feeling like he was being missed, but [Inseparable Clothes] did not issue an early warning, which means that the problem is not serious for the time being.

    "Three, do you want to drink anything?" Chief Sen asked with a smile.

    Natsuki Mio was also not polite, "Cold lemonade, add sugar."

    Mori Ogai was even more rude, and ordered the most expensive wine directly.

    ——Anyway, rounding it up is considered his property. If you consume your own things, can that be called prostitution? No, just normal operation.

    Compared with the above two, Oda Saku thought more, and his heart was naturally heavier. He didn't have the mind to drink at all, so he shook his head and said he didn't need it.

    Natsuki Mio glanced at Odasaku, who was obviously in a bad mood, and said, "He's the same as me, but his cup of sugar doesn't need too much sugar, just a little sweetness. Of course, it would be better if there is curry rice." Chief Mori

    smoked The corner of his mouth twitched. Curry rice? This is a bar, where did the curry rice come from, are you finding fault?

    After a while, three drinks were served on the table.

    Chief Mori said slowly: "Sir, you and I are not only similar in appearance, but also have the same taste."

    Mori Ogai showed a surprised smile hypocritically, "Really?! Then we are so destined."

    The temptation between the two of you coming and going, it seems that you can vaguely see the shadow of a sword.

    Natsuki Mio sipped the lemonade slowly, although his face was still expressionless, anyone who looked at him could find that he was in a good mood now.

    After drinking half of the lemonade, Natsuki Mio felt relieved, and interrupted the two who were constantly probing each other and digging holes for each other.

    "If you have anything to say, just say it." He propped his head on his hands lazily, and even played with his hair leisurely.

    From Chief Mori's point of view, this is Natsuki Mio's carelessness and absolute trust in his own strength, and it is telling him clearly: Even if you are plotting with me, it is easy for me to beat you - this arrogant attitude.