Hong Kong black cadres hate mackerel

When Zhong Yuanzhong also regained consciousness, there was darkness in front of him.He lost his first sense, and his hearing became particularly sharp, and the noisy human voice penetrated into the cochlea.

what happened……?

Has he lost his memory?Still blind?

Zhongyuan Zhongye flashed countless thoughts, these thoughts were temporarily put aside when he felt someone approaching quickly, Zhongyuan Zhong also flashed sideways——

A fierce fist brushed past his ear.

Zhongyuan Zhong also took a step back and arched his waist like a cheetah, facing the unknown enemy in an attacking posture, and the hand hanging on his waist subconsciously touched his habitual dagger tied to his thigh with a leather buckle.

But felt empty.

Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned and was puzzled, but a familiar feeling emerged spontaneously. He tentatively reached out and touched his eyes - as expected, all he touched was the rough fabric.

Gladiators, blindfolded, loud voices, fierce and swift enemies...

This is when he was 16 years old, he joined the training that was arranged for Hongye Big Sister's direct team.In other words, he returned to the age of 16.

Zhong Yuanzhong also pursed his lips. As a Hong Kong black cadre, of course he doesn't believe in these things, but what is it now?Could it be that he is still dreaming!

impossible!

Zhong Yuanzhong also flashed countless thoughts in just a few seconds. Facing the fast-attacking enemy, he absent-mindedly dodged left and right, feeling extremely irritable, and had no intention of fighting at all.Until the familiar laziness and milky voice of a teenager sounded behind him.

"Wow~ If the dwarf continues to dodge, he may be beaten to death by this strong uncle. It's really embarrassing~"

Osamu Dazai? ? ?

How can I meet you anywhere!

Nakahara also heard Dazai Osamu's soft and childish voice, and he could almost foresee how the other party was lazily watching the fun, and two immediate reactions flashed in his mind instinctively.

"Don't dodge, you can't escape! Little brat, lie on the ground and scream for me!!"

Who is going to scream?

Zhongya Zhongya was a group of irritable ones, and the wrestling opponent took Chuya Zhongya's incompetence as a shrinking, and the offensive in his hand was fierce and fierce.Zhongyuan Zhong was also very annoyed, he took advantage of the situation to dodge, and hit the opponent's neck with a hand knife when the opponent passed him by.

With a sound of "dong", the whole world fell silent.

Zhongyuan Zhong also lifted the black cloth in front of his eyes, and the sudden light made his beautiful blue eyes narrow, and then he looked down to see the jagged red shirt and black trousers on his work-shaped T-shirt .

It was confirmed that his 16-year-old outfit was correct.

This also proves in a disguised form that he has indeed time-traveled. Zhong Yuan frowned as he recalled what he had experienced when he was 16 years old. There are bandages, especially when looking up at people, especially the pitiful and provocative little devil.

"........."

Ah, long time no see, mackerel.

*****

Nakahara didn't know why he came to this world, so he didn't want to tell Osamu Dazai the whole thing for the time being.Thinking a little about how the 16-year-old self and Osamu Dazai got along, You Qi skillfully gave the little devil who pretended to be well-behaved a hard look, and raised his middle finger to show the "friendship and unity" between the partners.

Then turned and left the huge duel field.

Nakahara was also in a mess of thoughts, he didn't know why he came here, and he didn't know when he would leave. Osamu Dazai's acuity would soon be able to detect something wrong from his subconscious movement of touching the dagger, right?

They loathe each other and trip each other up at any time.Because of this they understand each other's little habits, movements, breathing rhythms.

So, should I talk to Dazai?

Zhongyuan Zhong also found the dressing room of the duel field with his memory, and stopped when such thoughts came to his mind.

Actually subconsciously want to rely on the annoying guy again.

Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned, opened the grid of the locker room violently, and at the same time threw out this unrealistic idea, and slammed the iron door: He doesn't want to rely on that mackerel~ He is a dignified 22-year-old Hong Kong black cadre, how could he not solve it by himself!

- "Bang!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also calmed down his bad mood a little bit, and the iron door of the locker room was kicked open rudely.Ming also temporarily abandoned the irritability that appeared on his brows, and swept over the menacing people one by one.

Finally, his eyes fell on the weapons they raised, and the corners of his lips evoked a bloodthirsty smile arrogantly. Taking the place where he was standing as the axis, the ground shook and cracked.

The young man raised his jaw domineeringly, his ice blue eyes were arrogant.

"I just happen to be a little upset, thank you uncles for coming here to let me vent."

………………

One minute later, there was a loud "bang" in the whole building. When everyone hesitated to take out their mobile phones because of the loud noise, the instigator put on a black motorcycle jacket and walked out of the back door calmly.

"It's too slow," the black-haired boy who had been waiting outside the door sat on the stone pier, seeing Zhongyuan Zhong also come out, jumped and landed in front of him. "Partner, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Chuya Nakahara paused, staring at the shrunken version of Osamu Dazai in front of him.

The 16-year-old Osamu Dazai does not have eyes that are fully opened and narrowed like Takenzai. At this moment, Dazai's eyes are round and round like grapes, his face is soft and revealing baby fat, and only his jaw is pointed and thin.The fluffy black hair is curly, coupled with his crunchy teenage voice.

Still pretty cute.

Strictly speaking, although the 16-year-old Dazai is also a vicious little devil, he is much more frank and real than Dazai, whose heart is thicker than the city wall in the Armed Detective Agency.

...The age of 16 is one of the few immature periods where he can't hide his emotions very well.

Zhongyuan Zhong also thought about it absently, and asked the annoying ghost in front of him unhappily: "Hey, are you instigating those guys? Dead mackerel."

"Eh??"

Osamu Dazai jumped off the stone pier, turned around and left, the black suit jacket on his body flung out a sharp arc. Hearing this, he turned his head and blinked to look at Chuya who was wearing a racer-shaped vest. The motorcycle jacket can't help revealing the delicate collarbone because the front is lowered, and the movement of leaning over and pulling his tie reveals a large area of ​​snow-white skin on his chest, as well as a light pink corner under the shirt.

He didn't look at it deliberately, probably because the casual glance stimulated his eyes even more.

"Hmm." Osamu Dazai suppressed his amazement, tilted his head as if nothing had happened, and smiled innocently and innocently. "I'm so weak, do Chuuya think I'll fight with you? I'm not the kind of actionist Chuuya who has muscles all over his body~ Smart people need to use their brains."

Hmph, it's been a long time since I saw this frank and vile look.

"I just think." Osamu Dazai said with a weak smile, the only iris-colored peach blossom eyes revealed were round and full of cunning, and he deliberately said every word in a harsh tone. "Those people can't beat Zhong Ye."

"........."

Zhongyuan Zhong also let go of the hands that bound the other party's neckline, and the boy with soft and fluffy black hair stepped back a few steps, his iris color was thick and cool, and he smiled innocently when he bent his eyes.

"The partner I hate the most can only be killed by me. In this point, I and Zhong are the same. If Chuya can't even deal with those little guys, he would have died in my hands several times~ "

She obviously has a soft and harmless face, but she speaks cruel and bloody things in an innocent tone.Sure enough, this is the same whether you are 16 or 22 years old.

Zhong Yuanzhong also snorted from his nasal cavity to show his answer.

"Wow." The corners of Dazai Osamu's lips curled up, his kite-colored eyes swept across Zhongya's legs and ice-blue pupils indistinctly, his voice lowered a bit, his voice was still soft and waxy. The voice of milk makes people feel chills. "Have you finished asking Chuya's questions? Then it's my turn to ask."

"Chuya seems to be different today. When did you have the habit of touching the dagger? Why didn't I know?"

The author has something to say: My family chief told me that I usually read too many abuse articles and always read some scumbags in too Chinese, so I was brainwashed and thought Dazai was a scumbag.So this book wants to write a double black essay that is not honest with each other + confronts each other + actually secretly pokes at each other.

In the last book, many people asked me if I hated Dazai. I didn’t hate it. It’s just that many people were always bullied, eaten to death, and played with when they wrote Taizai. That’s why I wrote a book. Chasing wife crematorium text.The author Shuanghei Chinese chef, Shuanghei Chinese chef, Shuanghei Chinese chef, important things are said three times.

The initial idea is: Zhongya, who is disliked and pampered in disguise, vs Dazai, who is coquettish and clingy.