When the group leader becomes the boss of the black organization[Comprehensive]

Gin watched coldly as the man's body gradually sank into the sea water, until the last corner of his clothes was also swallowed by the dark and cold sea water.

He put the wooden warehouse away, put his hands back into the pockets of the black windbreaker, turned and left without hesitation, his long silver hair drew a smooth arc in the air.

"Big brother!"

A voice of being out of breath came from a distance, and Vodka shouted while carrying the bazooka while panting towards the gin.

"Brother, run!" Vodka yelled over the gin, "The gangsters from Yokohama are chasing you!"

"The guy who's not doing enough to make things go bad!" Gin's left hand in his pocket trembled, and he used all his self-control not to let himself pull out the wooden barn on the spot against that fool.

Now he can't wait to kill this idiot with his eyes!

Qin Jiu slammed open the car door, stepped on the accelerator hard, and the roar of the engine temporarily covered the sound of wooden warehouses in the distance.

"Get in the car!" He slammed on the brakes and stopped in front of Vodka. Vodka had a cautious and ingratiating smile on his face, but his hands didn't stop for half a minute. The process from opening the door to getting in the car never took more than two seconds. bell.

But Gin was faster than him, and started the car almost as soon as he stepped into the car with his front foot. If Vodka hadn't caught the handle with quick eyesight, he would have been thrown out of the car door by the sudden acceleration of the car.

"Fire!"

The man wearing sunglasses roared loudly. Hearing the order, a group of big men in black suits and black sunglasses behind him immediately picked up the machine gun and started shooting wildly at the car that was running wildly and fleeing on a rampage.

Qin Jiu pursed his lips tightly and began to slam the steering wheel.While speeding up frantically, he turned the escape route out of nine bends and eighteen turns, making countless sharp turns to avoid the bullets that followed.

The flat road was just stimulated by him driving out of the corner drift, and the Porsche's tires made an extremely harsh sound under the fierce friction with the ground.

Vodka leaned on the seat and looked at the dense firepower behind him. He turned around with lingering fear, and did not forget to add a flattering note: "As expected of the big brother!"

"Shut up!" Gin Jiu growled

He stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and with a "boom", he directly smashed through the guardrail of the pier leading to the road.

Thinking of what this move would do to his beloved car, Gin looked at Vodka so fiercely that he seemed to want to kill someone.

"Big, big brother..." No matter how dull Vodka was, he could feel that Gin was going crazy. He looked away resentfully, shrank himself in the passenger seat, and obediently straightened his head to look at the road ahead.

The car drove onto the road and finally got rid of the pursuit behind it.

With a sullen face, Gin took out his cell phone from his pocket while driving with one hand.His cell phone is still the old flip button style.

The button of the Song of the Seven Sons sounded, and the cheerful melody of the children's song eased the almost frozen atmosphere in the car.

"At least we have successfully completed the task, so we can report to the boss..." Vodka whispered, but still didn't dare to turn his head to look at the expressions of the people beside him.

"I think there is still one thing that needs to be solved." Qin Jiu closed the phone with a "snap", and said gloomyly, staring at the road ahead.

"Who?!" Vodka was very surprised. He had clearly read the list carefully before, and this middle-aged man was the last target. There is absolutely nothing wrong with that.

"The original words of the Boss are 'I don't need an organization full of traitors, idiots and spies', and vodka, you—" Gin squinted his eyes at the person sitting on the co-pilot, his eyes contained Thick and murderous.

"——Why do you think you can break away from the standard of a fool?!"

******

"Oh……"

A young man with curly hair in a pure black coat and dense snow-white bandages was squatting on the container at the dock holding a binoculars, watching Gin's car break through their fire blockade and escape with great interest.

"Porsche 356A?" He observed carefully for a long time, and finally only let out an exclamation that had nothing to do with the pursuit.

"It's really an antique..."

"Mr. Dazai, do you want to chase him?" A man in sunglasses asked eagerly, holding a wooden warehouse and looking at the back of the car going away.

"Chasing? What are you chasing after?" Osamu Dazai looked away from the binoculars, he threw the binoculars aside casually, and his subordinates quickly caught them, feeling a little flustered for a while.

"But that person broke into our branch just like that to rob people, and seriously injured a few brothers..." The person looked a little aggrieved, but when he looked up and saw the eyes of his boss, he was stuck before he could say anything. In the throat and eyes.

"Otherwise, what do you want to do?" Osamu Dazai asked him, tilting his head.His expression was calm, but the cold eyes made the man tremble uncontrollably.

"They are members of that organization. It is the leader's business to settle accounts with them and how to settle accounts. What do you, a lower-level employee, want to do?"

Osamu Dazai squatted on the container, looked down at the man, and asked seriously, "Do you want to have a firefight?"

"No, this subordinate has absolutely no intention of that!" The man quickly lowered his head to apologize, and kept his mouth shut, daring not to speak again.

Osamu Dazai glanced at him and looked away.He straightened up, jumped out of the container in a graceful manner, casually raised a hand and waved to the people behind him: "Go back, go back."

He lazily walked back with his eyelids drooping, and while lazily yawning, he thought in his mind that the report to be made later would remain the same, so leave it to Zhongye to write.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!"

Zhong Yuanzhong, who was going out alone to complete the task, also sneezed several times in a row. He adjusted his hat depressedly, and rubbed his red nose fiercely.

"Damn it, it must be that mackerel calling me!"

On the pier, all the subordinates behind Osamu Dazai followed him cautiously, for fear that they would be called by Mr. Dazai.The man who made the noise just now huddled in the crowd and just walked with his head down, as if he wanted to turn himself into air.

Just walking like this, the person in front suddenly stopped and did not move for a long time.

"Mr. Tai, Mr. Dazai...?" An unlucky guy who was pushed out by everyone timidly stepped forward and asked.

Osamu Dazai raised his head, he looked at the crane on the pier, stared at the huge hook of the crane hanging in the air, his eyes widened slightly.

"It looks really good..." His listless eyes suddenly began to lighten up.

After 1 minute, he finally moved.

"Mr. Dazai... Wait, wait a minute, Mr. Dazai! Please don't hang yourself there!!!"

A group of subordinates stood under the crane crying and shouting.At this time, on the crane, a black figure was hanging on it, fluttering in the wind.

……

"...I understand. Then, the subordinate will leave first." Ango Sakaguchi saluted the leader, then turned and closed the door.

"That organization..." Mori Ogai held the report of Osamu Dazai (Chuya Nakahara) tightly in his hand, and he stood quietly in front of the French windows on the top floor of the building, overlooking the unobstructed Yokohama below his feet.

"Alice hates that man!" The little loli Alice in a red dress sat on the ground playing with building blocks and said to him without raising her head.

"Alice Sauce~"

Mori Ogai's idiot's eyes were still glued to the young girl's body, unable to extricate himself from it. When Alice finally couldn't stand his perverted expression and threw something at him in anger, he reluctantly looked away.

Even if she was disgusted to death, Mori Ogai still flattered her with a cheeky face: "I really have a good understanding with Alice ~ I also hate that old guy ~"

"Alice, don't worry, that old guy won't be jumping for long."

He gently pressed his forehead against the surface of the floor-to-ceiling windows, and looked down at the city below.

It was nine o'clock at night, the streets were full of feasting and feasting, and the high-rise buildings were brightly lit.

"The era of AFO is over." He murmured, his expression twisted slightly under the dim candlelight, and the beating fire in his eyes was the undoubted ambition and passion.

"This old guy is destined to gradually decay together with All Might, and become the rotten soil for cultivating a new era..."

"This era belongs to the port gang.hand.party..."

"—It belongs to my era!"

The author has something to say: I have received an editorial contract short notice!happy!So it won't be long before there should be a fat update!Although the scrawny Mr. Manuscript Box is still humble today, I decided not to think about it for now. I am drunk today when I have wine, and I can indulge myself without wine!

The outline is still in the dream, I found that what I write now are some individual scene clips, I don’t know if you have found the seemingly indistinct connection between these clips... But I have already thought about the first little** What should I write!I dreamed about it in my dream yesterday, and it abruptly woke me up 23333...