My cubs are all blackened

"Come on, call Daddy."

Hearing this, Osamu Dazai twitched the corner of his mouth. The word old father made his scalp numb and his body uncomfortable, especially when it was associated with some kind of sex in bed. He would never call this pervert in front of him.

"We are only six years apart, Mr. Ye." Osamu Dazai smiled slightly, with a hint of warning in his eyes, "I don't have this special habit yet, please stop joking."

Ye Lian also slightly hooked his lips. To be honest, he can definitely be Dazai's father at his real age, and he doesn't mind having such a cute son, but if Dazai doesn't want to, he has no choice but to give up regretfully. up.

"What a pity." Ye Lian sighed with emotion, and suddenly added: "You can regret it anytime you want."

Thanks, but it's absolutely impossible.

Osamu Dazai really wanted to reply like this, but he still tried his best to maintain his smile, not making himself look more aggressive.

There is still a long distance from Ye Lian's room to the leader's room. The building where Ye Lian lives is a few hundred meters to the right of the building where the leader lives. Therefore, if he wants to meet him, he needs to take the elevator to the first floor, and then You have to go downstairs to the new building by car, go through the checks of the guards, take the elevator all the way to the top floor.

Along the way, Osamu Dazai carefully observed every step, but he became more and more wary of Ye Lian in his heart.

Ye Lian was the only one who wore a gray checked suit, but no one questioned him. He walked slowly in the corridor, but every mafioso who passed by his side would subconsciously stop, put their hands behind their backs, and bowed respectfully. Head salute.In addition, after seeing him, the mafia guard at the leader's door opened the door without saying a word, and seeing Dazai following behind, he didn't say a word.

It's like being treated like a leader.

This made Osamu Dazai wonder whether the smiling young man in front of him had secretly taken the port mafia into his hands, and whether the high-ranking leader sitting on the throne was just his puppet.

Today, the leader of the port mafia is a gray-haired old man with a gray face and a scrawny body. He seems to have suffered from many diseases. His old face is full of sickness, although he still supports his waist. Acting like a leader will only make people feel that it is just an empty air.

"Good morning, boss." Ye Lian came to the old man, took off his hat and bowed his head in an informal salute.

The leader didn't think he was rude, but nodded with a smile: "You're here... cough, cough cough."

Accompanied by a heart-piercing dry cough, the old man clenched his fists to his lips with a pained expression, as if saying one more word would be torture to him.

Osamu Dazai was acting as a wooden man in the back, watching the scene calmly, without any fluctuation in his heart, but when he glanced at Ye Lian who was facing him sideways, he was surprised to find that the other's expression did not change much, he was still She was bending her lips, but there was an imperceptible coolness in her emerald green pupils.

"Is your condition serious again?" Ye Lian bent down slightly, his voice was worried, but his eyes were calm, as if this sentence was just a simple polite remark: "Do you need to call Dr. Sen?"

Doctor Mori, Dazai narrowed his eyes slightly, he still remembered the doctor in the white coat, and his wound was bandaged by the other party.

But that man always had a calculating face, Dazai hated him more than Ye Lian who treated everything with a warm smile.

"...No need, cough." The leader finally suppressed the cough that kept coming up, and finally said: "The doctor's medicine is indeed very effective. I will call him when I need it."

His gaze shifted, and he saw Osamu Dazai standing behind him, and his expression suddenly became a little more serious: "This...is the child you adopted in the rumors."

"Yes." Ye Lian turned his head to look at Dazai, the bright sunlight fell from the side of his cheek, making his eyes a little warmer: "His name is Dazai Zhi, he is a very cute child."

Being watched by him with this kind of eyes, the smile on Dazai Osamu's face unconsciously became wider. He imitated Ye Lian's salute and bowed his head to the old man, so well-behaved that no one could fault him.

"I plan to make him my subordinate." Ye Lian turned his gaze back again: "I'm here this time to say hello to you."

There was a cold light in the old man's eyes, he looked at Osamu Dazai with a bad expression, and snorted coldly: "Subordinate? It's just a plaything, he doesn't have the qualifications yet!"

"..."

As soon as the words fell, the smile on Ye Lian's face disappeared instantly.

He straightened his back and stared at the leader unblinkingly with his beautiful eyes, but his eyes were inadvertently stained with a layer of ice and snow.

Ye Lian, who tensed his chin, seemed to have lost the gentleness all over his body, and became a sharp blade. His whole body exuded a sharp aura, and it seemed like snow in February, frighteningly cold.

Osamu Dazai obviously sensed a surprising change in his temperament, and couldn't help but immediately set his sights on him.

It was the first time he saw a man showing such a superior and insurmountable expression, he actually forgot for a moment the leader belittled him, and instead observed Ye Lian with great interest.

I didn't expect this man to have such an expression, and I was still angry because of him.

It seemed that it was Dazai's first experience of someone being angry for himself. While he felt it was novel, he also felt as if something was filling up in his heart, which was swollen, but not annoying.

"It's not up to you whether you are qualified or not." Ye Lian looked down at the leader and said coldly, "This is my subordinate, please don't meddle in other people's business."

This blunt tone made the old man's eyes widen in an instant, as if he couldn't believe it. His chest heaved violently, and the anger in his stomach immediately wanted to blurt out, but when he opened his mouth, it was the first to burst out. What came out was not cursing, but a heart-piercing cough, and he bent down in pain.

Ye Lian waited quietly for a while, then suddenly put the hat back on top of his head as if he was bored, and gave him a last look: "It's enough, it seems that your health is not good, the subordinates will leave first."

After saying that, he turned around, and when he faced Dazai Osamu's looking gaze, the coldness on his face was swept away, and turned into a shallow arc.

He walked towards the boy, and naturally touched the top of the boy's head, patted his back and led him to the door.

The two mafia who were in charge of guarding the door were still holding machine guns. Seeing that Ye Lian seemed to want to go out, they looked at each other hesitantly.

Under normal circumstances, they would never open the door if the leader didn't ask people to go out, but the one in front of them is Ye Lian, who anyone can guess will be the next leader, and will lead their port mafia to a better future Ye Lian.

So the two mafia subordinates suddenly hesitated at this moment.

"What?" Ye Lian looked up at them, took a step forward, the smile on his face remained unchanged, but a cold murderous intent appeared in those beautiful eyes that were getting deeper and deeper: "You want to stop me?"

Osamu Dazai was half a step behind Ye Lian, he couldn't see Ye Lian's expression, but the terrified expressions of the two mafia opposite him were clearly reflected in his eyes.

He came to a conclusion more and more clearly.

Ye Lian is a powerful, terrifying, and extremely high-status man.

Like him, the smile is just a mask he wears, the real him is a mafia scum who is feared... with a penchant for pretty teens.

A deep darkness appeared in Dazai Osamu's eyes.

Don't be fooled by false appearances, be vigilant.

Next, we must continue to fight wits and courage with each other!