Enemy turned lover

Yasuko Hasegawa was exhausted from this date. On the way back, Nakahara Nakaya drove the car, and she nestled on the co-pilot seat, like a weary little sheep.

Yasuko Hasegawa saw that Nakahara didn't even sweat a drop, and said enviously, "Mr. Nakahara's physical strength is really good."

"It's okay." Zhong Yuanzhong didn't think there was anything special, "Sometimes I can't sleep all day and night, and I should work when I should work."

Yasuko Hasegawa was at a loss for words.

She hugged the bear doll she won from the shooting shop, and shrank her body on the seat, so that her tired muscles could get more relief.Through this day of getting along, she once again realized that the ability of the port mafia cadres, whether in physical strength or other aspects, Mr. Zhongyuan's excellence is far beyond that of his peers.

Yasuko Hasegawa was shaken by what her father said.

It is hard to imagine that such Mr. Zhongyuan is not the "youngest cadre" of the port mafia.

The time on the road passed quickly, and Chuya Nakahara sent Yasuko Hasegawa to the vicinity of his residence. This area is a student apartment area, and many young college students are walking on the sidewalk, very leisurely.Nakahara Chuya's black Cayenne was parked next to it, which attracted the attention of some people. After getting out of the car, Hasegawa Yasuko pulled the hem of her skirt and smiled at Nakahara Chuya in the cab.

Although she was very embarrassed before, she tried her best to show her beautiful side in front of Zhongyuan Zhongye.

"Thank you, Mr. Nakahara, I am very happy today."

"Go back and have a good rest."

Zhong Yuanzhong also didn't feel disgusted with this girl, and he was less polite when he spoke.

Hasegawa Yasuko hesitated for a moment, and summoned up the courage to ask, "Mr. Nakahara, can we date next weekend?"

Nakahara Chuya met the girl's clear and expectant eyes, and swallowed the coldest rejection. He is not a student, and weekends have never been his regular days off.

"It depends on the situation, I—" He was about to tell what he was busy with, when he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of his eyes.

A young man holds the hand of a girl in a sailor suit, affectionately, "Let's go for a walk by the river together, and then jump into the river together."

The girl's whole face was twitching, "..."

Under the strange eyes of her best friend, she desperately wanted to free her hand from being held.

"No, please allow me to refuse!"

If you don't listen to this stomach-ache "confession", this man's appearance is extremely good. He is wearing a three-piece suit that is exquisitely tailored and expensive, and a long black coat. At first glance, it can also become a school grass-level existence in the school.It's a pity that he doesn't cherish this handsome and rare appearance. Only two-thirds of his face is exposed, and the rest is blocked by a white bandage. idiosyncratic.

This is not the handsome boy that the Japanese mainstream loves, but he has the attraction that can pull people into hell together.

Dazai ruled this person, and every time he committed suicide, he could be rescued in time, mostly relying on this face.

Women are always deceived by appearances.

Nakahara Chuya's heart groaned, didn't Dazai squat in Yokohama all year round?Why in Tokyo!

"Go!" Chuya Nakahara reflexively warned Yasuko Hasegawa, "Avoid that person!"

Yasuko Hasegawa followed his gaze in a daze to look over there, and also saw the man who was suspected of confessing to the girl.Probably due to the difference in thinking between men and women, she immediately noticed that the other party was dressed in a suit similar to Mr. Zhong Yuan's, as well as that handsome face.

"Is he a friend of Mr. Nakahara?" Hasegawa Yasuko asked curiously, unable to understand the word "dangerous" from the man.

"No—how could that bastard be my friend." Zhong Yuanzhong also gritted his teeth, "He is not a good person, don't draw his attention, go quickly, and ask your father if you want to know anything I can't save you from anything."

Osamu Dazai is best at playing with people, and he is not responsible for playing to death.

Yasuko Hasegawa was taken aback by his harsh words.

"Yes, goodbye, Mr. Nakahara!" She bid farewell to Nakahara Chuya obediently and sensiblely, picked up her bag, and trotted back to the apartment with the doll in her arms, deliberately avoiding the road where the man was.

After Yasuko Hasegawa disappeared from the field of vision, Chuya Nakahara decisively prepared to drive away.

I don't want to stay even for a minute!

However, when he was about to do so, the rear door was suddenly opened, and a person quickly got in, stretched his legs, and occupied the back seat.

"Oh, what are you doing in such a hurry?"

"..."

Zhongyuan Zhong also had a livid face, and stepped on the brakes to prevent himself from driving the car into the wall in a moment of excitement.

"What are you doing in Tokyo?" He said in a nasty voice.

Osamu Dazai had already successfully laid down on his back seat, flipped through a magazine in the car with both hands, the car music was turned on, and the car was full of explosive pop music.This series of actions seemed to have been experienced thousands of times, so smooth that Nakahara Chuya's eyelids twitched, and he strongly suspected that the other party had used his car before he knew it.

"Of course it's a mission. Do you think I'm here for you?" Osamu Dazai asked back.

"...It's fine if it's not." Zhongyuan Zhong also turned cold, "Get out of my car, I'm not interested in taking you."

Osamu Dazai covered the magazine on his face and said dejectedly: "I can't go back, the car is scrapped."

Zhongyuan Zhong also's eyes darkened.

Damn, if you come out for a trip, the travel expenses are not enough for my car!

"I'm lying to you." Dazai Osamu peeked out one eye from under the magazine, and looked at him jokingly, "The car was inspected at the repair shop, only a few unimportant parts were broken, and it will be shipped back to Yokohama in a few days. "

Nakahara Chuya's mood fluctuated so much that he almost crushed his steering wheel.

Osamu Dazai reminded, "Your Cayenne is still brand new."

Nakahara Chuya let go of his hand angrily, and forcibly turned off the music, feeling that he couldn't escape Dazai's routine no matter what.

"Shut your mouth, I don't want to hear you talk." Zhong Yuanzhong also put his hat back on his head, and when he was about to put the dagger back into his clothes, he found that his precious dagger was nowhere to be found.Osamu Dazai waved the dagger on the back seat, "Are you looking for this?" He stared back, "Why did you take my dagger away?"

Osamu Dazai broke the request to "shut up" and said innocently: "I just didn't expect you to put it in the car. After all, you always put it close to your body."

Zhong Yuanzhong also took the dagger back and put it in its usual place.

The speed of the car driving on the road leaving Tokyo is not fast, and it will stop when encountering traffic lights and passers-by. It is not at all obvious that the driver is a mafia walking in an "illegal" area.Osamu Dazai was lying on the soft but narrow back seat, with his right arm resting on the back of his head, looking at the mirror in the car from the corner of his eye. On the mirror was Nakahara Nakaya's calm face.

When he is too lazy to get angry, Nakahara Chuya usually has no expression on his face, silent and repelling others thousands of miles away.

"Hey."

Suddenly, the person who would not talk to him spoke.

Osamu Dazai raised his ears, "What is it?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also said coldly: "What did you do in Tokyo, and you left a little tail?"

From a few minutes ago, Zhong Yuanzhong noticed that there were several cars following him, which made him almost think that he caused the trouble.The problem is that his Cayenne is rarely used and the license plate is brand new. Before he went to meet Yasuko Hasegawa, he had no intention of implicating Yasuko Hasegawa in the port mafia.

"There are not many tasks that Boss can arrange for me—" Osamu Dazai sat up and lay on the driver's seat in the front row, "It is to eradicate the spies in Tokyo."

Nakahara Chuya frowned, this is definitely something that offends people, and it is the power in Tokyo that offends.

"How many did you eradicate? Didn't you leave a few chess pieces?"

"Of course not!"

Osamu Dazai made a gesture of shooting a gun behind Chuya Nakahara, and smiled childishly, "I wiped them all out! No one left!"

"..." Zhong Yuanzhong also said a word.

He didn't know whether to praise Dazai's high efficiency, or the port mafia's internal preparations were too sufficient, which led to Dazai killing them all with a knife as soon as he arrived.Dazai's every move is too subversive of common sense, and he doesn't take his own life seriously, doing things that other people will die a hundred or a thousand times.

"I don't have time to get to the bottom of it with you." Nakahara Nakahara was also concerned about his car, and threw the gun in the car to Osamu Dazai, "I'll drive, you come and kill them."

"Your pistol doesn't have too many bullets." Osamu Dazai held the gun with his left hand, leaned his upper body forward, and slid the fingers of his right hand flexibly on the navigator, pointing out the location for Chuya, "Go there, there is a secluded place there , the camera can’t capture us.” Listening to the airflow in his ear when he spoke, Nakahara also resisted the urge to turn around and beat him, “You know Tokyo very well?”

How do you even know where a gunfight is suitable?

Osamu Dazai looked at Nakaya's half-red ears, and smiled viciously, "Naturally, you need to know the road conditions when you come to a place. This is common sense, slug."

After Zhongyuan Zhong also suffered IQ crushing, he stepped on the gas pedal with hatred and threw a large piece of garbage hanging on the back of the chair behind him.

"Wow--"

Osamu Dazai hit the glass window with the back of his head, dizzy.

"In my car, you'd better be good to me." Nakahara finally laughed out loud and warned him mercilessly, "Otherwise I'll throw you out to feed the bullets."

Osamu Dazai rubbed the painful spot, "If you do this, I almost fainted."

Nakahara Chuya looked directly at the road in front of him, and his body's gravity ability was brought into play, reducing the gravity of the car and increasing the speed of the car, making the car as light as a butterfly on the road with heavy traffic, shuttling in the narrow lane, and successfully driving the car behind. The few cars in the car threw tens of meters away from each other.

"You are speeding!"

"You are speeding!"

"You are speeding!"

The latest navigators are dutifully dutiful with their constant hazard alerts.

However, the owner of the navigator is a mafia, and Zhongyuan Zhong also pretended not to hear it. When the accelerator was pressed to the bottom, the car almost flew up.

Osamu Dazai clicked his tongue, "You drive faster than me."

Zhong Yuanzhong didn't close the glass window either, and the strong wind poured into it. He said in a loud voice: "At least I won't drive the car until it is scrapped!"

Arriving at the destination guided by the navigator a few minutes earlier, he ignored the protest from the navigator, stopped the car casually, and dragged Osamu Dazai out of the car.Osamu Dazai had the urge to vomit, his left eye had turned into a mosquito-repellent eye, and he exhaled half-deadly, "Why don't I faint when I drive by myself?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also let out a "tss", "Hurry up and recover for me."

"Those chasing people can be dealt with by Nakaya alone." Osamu Dazai took out a bottle of mineral water from the car and took a few sips, "Anyway, they are people who are not worth even five cents. .”

Zhong Yuanzhong also heard his judgment, and suddenly lost his sense of tension, "Why should I solve your troubles!"

Osamu Dazai took the phone in front of him, and the text message he just sent was written on the screen: "Boss, I met a hunted man in Tokyo, and I applied for a double black to complete the task."

next second.

Chuya Zhongya's cell phone sent out a "beep" text message.

He took out his mobile phone and saw that there was a text message from the boss: "Chuya-kun, please cooperate with Dazai-kun to deal with the follow-up questions."

Boss, you really want to spoil Osamu Dazai!

Staring at the phone for a few minutes, Chuya Nakahara, proud of Osamu Dazai, replied angrily with a text message to the leader of the port mafia, Ogai Mori: "Boss, I'm applying for overtime pay!"

The speed of replying to the text message this time was very slow, as if he could see Mori Ogai's reluctance.

"Okay, fine."

Zhong Yuan Zhong also closed his cell phone, and stared at him with death-defying eyes, "Go to a safe place, if you dare to run out to seek death, I will send you to heaven!"

Osamu Dazai blinked, quickly retreated into the car, and raised the glass window, "Hey, I'll hide now obediently."

Zhong Yuan was also stunned, "What are you doing hiding in my car!"

Aren't you afraid that the bullet will blow up the fuel tank and blow up the whole car?

"The car is the most comfortable—ah, no—" Osamu Dazai said in a treacherous tone before the glass windows were completely closed, "I believe Chuya would be reluctant to get any damage to the car, so this must be the safest place."

Zhong Yuanzhong was also furious, and wanted to kick him, but was afraid that the kick would deform the car door, so he walked towards the enemy angrily.

In less than a moment, several cars of unknown origin surrounded him.

A group of men with weapons got out of the car, many of them had tattoos on their bodies, and their muscles were bulging. It could be seen that all of them had certain fighting skills.

"Hehe, it's up to you?" Zhong Yuan Zhong also stepped on the ground, and the ground shattered!

Gravity ability!

Nakahara Chuya's abilities spread from under his feet, forming a gravity position close to the level of the domain. All the men in black standing on the ground suddenly felt a terrible force. The strong gravity was like a thousand-thousand force, from top to bottom , Pushing them all down to the ground, the ground formed giant deep pits.

The pistol is useless, the bomb is even more useless, and all external means become useless!

The enemy's confident eyes immediately changed.

Under the unbelievable faces of these men in black, the slender man in front of him looked at them contemptuously, "With this little ability, he dared to chase us down."

Zhong Yuanzhong also put one hand on his hip, and moved his other hand slightly, and a sharp dagger appeared in his palm.He walked towards these enemies, ready to deal with these daring guys, thinking: "Tokyo's power is indeed as complicated as Boss said, but because under the eyes of the government, the strength of direct confrontation is not as good as their Yokohama underworld .”

A struggling person recognized this superpower, and said in horror, "It's Chuya, one of the two blacks!"

"That's not right."

The stationary car door behind Zhongyuan Zhongye was opened, and a dark brown head poked out from inside.

Osamu Dazai smiled viciously, "It's double black."

They are the enemies of all villains. The ability to nullify the supernatural power plus the supernatural power of gravity is enough to become the most hated combination by the enemy.

Zhongyuan Chuya's dagger has been slashed, and blood is splashed out!

Before those people died, there was nothing more regret than one thing: they only knew that the leading organization in Yokohama had sent a high-ranking officer, but they didn't know that their opponent was Osamu Dazai, who was known for his insidiousness!