single row ahead

After pampering himself for the last time, Osamu Dazai seems to have returned to his usual self, unscrupulous as always, pushing everything to his partner who just came back from a business trip abroad, while he wandered around with a game console, Try a variety of suicide methods.

But if the subordinates under Osamu Dazai were to say that there is something different about him, everyone would be able to see it, after all, it is too obvious——

The expensive tailor-made coat the chief had given him was gone.

Some people even secretly speculated whether Mr. Dazai was dissatisfied with the leader because of this.

"Not."

Osamu Dazai caught those two flimsy-mouthed fellows on the spot, and a layer of white sweat instantly appeared on their backs.

His iris-colored eyes were bent, and two bandaged hands rested familiarly on the shoulders of their black suits.

"I just accidentally lost my clothes when I was on a mission."

"Got it? Don't spread bad words everywhere."

It was obviously a brisk and gentle tone, but it made the two guys' legs and feet tremble uncontrollably.

Obviously their legs were so weak that they couldn't stand anymore, but they still persisted, because the hand of that 'Dazai' was now on their shoulders, if Mr. Dazai's hand was accidentally missed, the death would definitely be worse.

"Yes, I'm sorry, we were wrong," their foreheads were covered with a thin layer of sweat because of fear, and their voices were obviously astringent, "Please forgive us! Mr. Dazai."

"No, if an apology works, what's the use of the mafia?"

With a harmless smile on his face, Osamu Dazai pushed the two of them to the corner of the wall with a little force with both hands, and walked through the path they were forced to give up.

As he continued to walk forward, he casually raised his hand to beckon.

click.

The sound of guns being loaded neatly resounded.

The subordinates who had been closely following Dazai Osamu carried out the orders of their superiors neatly.

After two bangs, the two who hadn't even screamed fell down without a word.

Then someone quickly dragged the corpse away, and the screeching noise of cloth rubbing disappeared after a while.

Then there was the jingling sound of clear water being picked up, and the rag quietly cleaned up the blood.

Everything rewinds back to when nothing happened.

"Ah, it's so boring," Osamu Dazai complained briskly, "By the way, let's find Accelerator to play."

One way.

Another thing that is incomprehensible within the Port Mafia is the name.

As if appearing out of thin air, at some time, Mr. Dazai had a young figure beside him.

With white hair, red eyes, and a thin body, he silently followed Dazai Osamu like a shadow.

The boy named Yifang Accelerator.

Compared with Mr. Dazai, who climbed to the cadre level with blood, sweat and credit, and those elites who worked desperately for the port mafia to get close to Mr. Dazai, what are the low-level members living at the bottom of the port mafia? They were able to follow Mr. Dazai's side and become his subordinates without even doing it. Even the leader acted acquiescingly. Accelerator was extremely puzzled by such a sideline, and even gave rise to many dark speculations.

"Mr. Dazai's lover..."

"It's better to say it's the leader's illegitimate son. After all, Mr. Dazai is the leader's disciple."

"Hey! Don't talk nonsense!"

There are also people who don't think so, but the emergence of such thoughts is not so much out of their own integrity, but rather because of their timidity under the intimidation of the strict system in the port mafia that will never allow to be violated.

"Even Dazai-san must abide by the rules, maybe it's just because that person has a powerful supernatural power. Don't just stand aside and chat like this, come here to help."

The others were also speechless.

Indeed, it's not that there have been such precedents, it's just that because of their powerful supernatural powers, they were able to follow the cadres from the very beginning, enjoying the best resources and taking the lowest risks.

What they said was just malicious speculation out of jealousy.

But even this self-comforting casual chatter died down afterwards.

It only took a few weeks for the teenager whom they had been talking lightly about to get everyone to shut up.

What is the Mafia?

An organization that turns violence into money.

In the mafia, whoever has the most powerful violence and who can bring the most benefits to the organization can reach the highest position.

Accelerator is undoubtedly such a person.

Unaccustomed to the siege of the mafia in groups, he single-handedly killed all the high-level members of the hostile organization and merged them into the port mafia, expanding the already huge power of the organization. This is when he appeared in the underground world The first thing I've done since.

With this one merit alone, he was promoted to the centurion of the Fighting School like a rocket.

Although he has served as a centurion, neither his subordinates nor his superiors basically see him.

This is because of his withdrawn and eccentric personality. It seems that he will not pay attention to anyone who talks to him except Mr. Dazai.

Similarly, no matter who it is, he always looks sick, and has never had the desire to take the initiative to communicate.

Walking alone, his whereabouts remain a mystery.

Even if there is a task, he will often not bring his subordinates, no matter how difficult and dangerous the task is, he will choose to solve it alone.

For a long time, those who had contact with him or heard rumors about him firmly believed that Fang Accelerator was a mute, that's why he was able to act like no one had seen him speak.

Until he made a big commotion in the underground world for the second time.

It’s just a routine warning. For those lackeys of the government, use explosives to wake them up, let them clear their minds, and read the rules of this city clearly. It’s best to keep them open. Take a good look at the fat-squeezed eyes——

On earth who is master of Yokohama.

It's just that there are routine tasks that happen every three or four months, and they are usually solved by members of the fighting faction or some free cadres on the way home from work, but they are carried out by Accelerator all over the country. news.

By the way, the weather station.

Because he was taught a lesson by Osamu Dazai, Accelerator reluctantly took his subordinates to the place ten kilometers away from the target location, and ordered his subordinates, "Stay here. Don't get in the way."

It was this succinct and arrogant sentence that allowed him to clear up the rumor that 'Fang Accelerator is dumb'.

Then, even though they were dissatisfied, this group of subordinates who still reluctantly carried out the orders of their superiors witnessed the legend created by Accelerator.

The first thing that started to move was the wind.

The gentle breeze blowing past, matched with the sunshine that day, gave people a warm sense of happiness.

However, being abandoned by their superiors, the ten commander and the junior members who stood there like fools showed a little displeasure on their faces, obviously not in the mood to enjoy the beautiful weather.

Even so, the mafia who had undergone rigorous training remained silent, and no one complained.

Such a soothing wind was only enjoyed for a moment, and the sudden spiraling wind in the next second even made people wonder if they were memory fragments, directly ignoring the gradual process from breeze to hurricane.

Seeing his subordinates who couldn't even stand firm under such wind, the Commander gritted his teeth, overstepped the orders of his superiors, and led them into a nearby shopping mall to take shelter from the wind.

"Damn it, why is the wind blowing suddenly." Several ten captains couldn't help complaining.

"This weather is too abnormal."

One of the ten captains squinted his eyes and looked up at the clouds that were slowly gathering due to the sudden gust of wind.

"Hey, what do you think..." Another person stammered, "Could this be caused by a different ability?"

"How is it possible, even if it is a supernatural ability, this is too exaggerated."

"But this effect, no matter how you look at it, can't be formed naturally."

"Besides, haven't you seen it before? The scene of Chuya-sama fighting."

"Even so..." the man looked up at the howling and gathering wind, and murmured, "Is this the level that humans can do?"

On the other side, Accelerator, who was engrossed in carrying out the task, had no idea what his subordinates thought of him.

Because before performing the task, he suddenly remembered that the moves he thought up when he was fighting with that passer-by face a long time ago seemed to have never been really used.

I just have nothing to do, so I will take this small task as a tool for practicing.

Accelerator thinking this way estimated the size of the plasma in his hand.

"Almost." Looking at the energy body the size of a basketball in his hand, he curled his lips in boredom.

If it is bigger, it will destroy the government building and the entire street.

That's it, Yifang Accelerator casually threw the plasma like trash to his target place, then turned his head and left this place, planning to go back to rest after get off work.

And behind him, that group of mysterious and beautiful Yingying blue light lightly landed on the top of the building and floated down slowly.

As if encountering a black hole, the building that symbolized the authority of the government was engulfed and annihilated bit by bit in the squeaky wind, and disappeared without a sound.

Then, after losing Accelerator's control, the gust of wind had no follow-up power. It was not a naturally formed wind, and it weakened rapidly in just a few minutes, blowing feebly past the people who had witnessed this miracle. Onlookers.

After a long silence.

"What are you kidding..."

A middle-aged man in a suit holding a briefcase shook his upper and lower rows of teeth as he roared in horror, "The government building disappeared!"

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The plasma written in this chapter is mentioned in the original work, plus the effect of the author’s random fabrication, it was written casually, it would be great if there is a big boss to guide it, after all, the author is a pure arts student.