sweet heroine

The younger sister in front of me forced her clothes to close in front of me in embarrassment. It was very forceful, because he seemed to have never encountered such a request.

Dazai stared at him, thinking that if you dare to dress like this again, I will kill you. Combined with the fact that the opponent's Superman didn't work at all, the opponent obeyed in humiliation...

I saw him put away his lace trim, and I was a little disappointed. To be honest, Zainan's figure is quite good.

It's not appropriate to say that, but it's better than Dazai...

Then through the translation software, we learned that this young man in a white suit with a butthead and calling himself Bugarati is actually one of the enthusiastic members of the Mafia. The attack of the assassination group.

Of course, he originally just wanted to fool the past, but with Dazai here, basically the possibility of his success is relatively low...

In just a few words, I was caught by my boyfriend. Looking at Bugarati, I actually felt a kind of sad feeling. I wondered if I was trapped like this back then?

Thinking about it makes me feel stuffy, forget it, I still don’t want to.

Anyway, my husband is fighting against enemies now, so I can only comfort myself like this, I leaned against Dazai and gossiped and looked at my little sister in front of me, "Dazai, is the mafia like this now?"

My boyfriend used to be a mafia, should I be glad he didn't dress like this before?

Osamu Dazai got what I wanted to say in a second, and laughed all of a sudden, "What's the matter, Yuu, is this unacceptable?"

Hey, I couldn't help but crawl into his arms, "Of course not, Dazai in a black suit is so handsome!"

Dazai kissed me delightedly when he heard the words, and he would not let go while holding me, he was extremely happy.

The young man opposite us was still looking at us with vigilance, and then we started to question him again, holding the translation software and continuing to ask him what that strange Salted Egg Superman was.

"Is that?" Bugarati pondered for a while, "That's called a substitute, and only a few people have the ability to awaken it."

Then he stopped talking, and my boyfriend smiled and pointed the gun at him, "So, what about your abilities? This thing seems to have various abilities."

Bugarati was silent for a while, and then said to us, "My double is called Iron Finger, and its ability is to make zippers."

"It's that weird Superman?" I pointed to something suspended not far away, and asked suspiciously, "Is this the double you mentioned?"

"Yes." He nodded, and couldn't help emphasizing, "But it's not Superman, it's a stand-in."

Oh……

It feels like some kind of supernatural power. During the conversation with us, the other party seemed to be a little absent-minded. I whispered to Dazai, "He must be hiding something."

"Yeah. That's right." Dazai also agreed with me. You see, I'm smart.

"However, these have nothing to do with us." Dazai Osamu glanced at Buccarati not far away, "However, such power is still worthy of attention."

That's right, I thought it was an ordinary world, but I didn't expect there to be supernatural powers.

I can't imagine it.

I held Dazai's arm, and looked at the man opposite me cautiously, "So, is this man a bad guy? Dazai."

"No." Osamu Dazai touched the top of my head reassuringly, and then showed a very subtle smile, "This man is a very principled man, and he has his own beliefs."

"He's a mafia." Could it be that the Italian mafia eat fast and chant Buddha?

I raised my head and stared at Dazai, only to find that he was smiling even more happily. Dazai approached me and asked me innocently with that pretty face, "Xiao Yu, I used to be a mafia too."

"Aren't you a good man!?" I slapped him, "Dazai is different."

My husband said briskly, "That's right, after all, Zhongye did everything before."

Me: ...that's a bit shameless.

I leaned against Dazai and looked at the man in front of me again. Although Dazai said that he is not a bad person, but when I encounter black people, my first reaction is to call the police. There are two unconscious mafia killers lying on the ground. Special.

So I decided to call the police after a brief discussion with Dazai...

Yes, we decided to call the police. After all, we are just ordinary citizens who come here to travel. Of course, we should call the police when we encounter such a thing. And in order to prevent the police from being entangled and disturbing the schedule, Dazai smiled and suggested that the other party call the police.

Mafia citizen Bugarati was shocked, "You mean, let me call the police?"

"Hey, because you see..." Dazai pointed to the two people lying on the ground, "Such a scary person, what are you going to do if you don't get caught by the police?"

Yes, what are you going to do?

I also stared at him very curiously for a long time, only to realize that the other party was also at a loss for words for a moment, and finally he seemed to think that calling the police was a good suggestion, so he called the police in front of us.

Because of the other party's tossing, now the entire train has stopped because of the loss of the driver, so Dazai very friendly suggested that the other party get off the train as soon as possible.

"Because, according to your situation, the next batch of chasers will arrive soon."

Bugarati looked at us with an ugly expression, and his expression was dark for a moment, "I know, indeed, the pursuit of the Passionate Assassin Group is probably on the way."

"I know, we'll be off soon."

"Sure enough, you are a team, and you are transporting something or..." Osamu Dazai said to him calmly, "Is someone going to Venice?"

Buccarati's face changed instantly, he almost put on a fighting posture, I looked up at Osamu Dazai, but found that he simply speculated, "This train is a train to Venice, combined with that guy just now, You probably need to go to Venice to deliver something."

"This thing should be very important to your boss." Osamu Dazai continued with a smile, "If that's the case, I'll give you a suggestion."

My boyfriend smiled and suggested, "Your boss will never let you know about this, so... stay away."

The subtext is to get away.

My husband smiled and said harshly, "If you really disturb my rare vacation with Xiaoyou, I will never let you go."

Bugarati nodded very hard in front of us, and when we turned around to go back to the carriage, he suddenly asked, "What you said just now, the boss will never let me go yes……"

"It's a secret that even people within the organization will turn against each other." Dazai Osamu said to him with a smile, "Of course, the fewer people know about it, the better. Don't you know this too?"

After the young man in the suit with the younger sister's head had finished listening, he lowered his face and stopped talking.

I pulled Osamu Dazai back into the carriage, and couldn't help but sigh, "Dazai, you are so handsome."

"Of course." My boyfriend replied proudly, "Those guys seem to be the same type as Zhong, ah, but slightly better than Zhong."

"What do you mean by that?"

"That man..." Osamu Dazai lowered his eyes and smiled with a completely different expression from just now. He stretched out his hand and pulled me back into his arms, and then said in a low voice, "That man, there is absolutely no So simple, and so powerful."

Osamu Dazai hugged me and wanted to blackmail his partner, "Chuya is strong, but his brain is full of muscles..."

I stared at him blankly for a moment, and under the other's cute tilted head, said coldly, "I don't like what you just said, take it back."

Dazai was crying right then, and the man with fluffy curly hair rubbed my face directly, "Xiao Yu, kiss."

I pushed his face away, and said ruthlessly, "Go away! Why do you say that, Mr. Chuya, you hate it!"

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Seeing the backs of the two young men going away, Bugarati couldn't help but look down at Proxiet and Bessie who were stunned by each other. Now the two members of the assassination team met each other, just like this It was easily solved, who are these guys?

They look like tourists again, what is the purpose of their coming here?

Moreover, the most important thing is that when the stand-in messenger came into contact with that man, he disappeared immediately, and Bugarati lowered his eyes. Is this also the ability of the stand-in messenger?

After taking a deep breath, Buccarati still decided to go back to see his companions, Trixiu who was hiding in the tortoise, and they didn't know if there was anything wrong.When he returned to the front of the car, he immediately saw his companions surrounding him, "Are you all right, Bugarati!?"

"No." Bugarati shook his head, and then looked at the pink-haired woman not far away with concern, "Trixiu, are you okay?"

Trixie, the daughter of Boss Enthusiasm, shook her head, and Giorno beside her pondered for a while, "Where are those guys?"

"Are they..." Buccarati hesitated, "There is no need to worry, they have been dealt with."

"By someone?" Giorno immediately looked at Bucciarati suspiciously, and the blond boy asked, "By whom?"

Bugarati fell silent for a moment, thinking of the mysterious couple he met just now, he took a deep breath and shook his head, "It's a very strange man and woman, speaking of it."

He suddenly reacted and said to Giorno, "It looks like a tourist, but it has the ability to eliminate the substitute. In short..."

Bugarati closed his eyes, "The other party is very powerful and dangerous, it's best not to provoke them."

The same goes for the girl next to him. She looks young but has the ability to kill the members of the assassination team with one blow, which is too scary.

All the members of the Bugarati team were silent when they heard this, the assassination team was behind them, and there were mysterious tourists beside them. This mission is really very tricky.

Giorno frowned, and continued to confirm, "What about their age and appearance?"

The blond young man analyzed rationally, and raised his eyes to look at Bugarati, "If you want to avoid the other party, it's better to describe these clearly."

"Ah...those guys?"

Bugarati took a deep breath and replied affirmatively, "A man is about 20 years old, and a woman is about fourteen or fifteen years old, the same age as Trish."

"Speaking of..." Although it is a Mafia man who is kind-hearted and has his own principles, he added, "Women are really too young."

So young to fall in love!

Even in Italy are very young!

The mafia will not allow it!