Hong Kong black cadres hate mackerel

Time passed by every minute and every second, only the old man who was tied up was panting unbearably, making a short breathing sound, and shaking like he was suffering from epilepsy.

I don't know if it's cool or unbearable.

Zhong Yuanzhong also waited until the initial turbulent waves dissipated, and the magnified face in front of him was delicate and exquisite, but when he thought of it being mackerel, he felt sick for a while.The two arms propped up on both sides of the table to prevent him from pressing on the bastard Osamu Dazai exerted a slight force, and Nakahara also moved away from the face of the mackerel.

Immediately feel saved.

Zhongyuan Zhong also didn't feel that his breathing was smooth, how beautiful the world was, Dazai Osamu's gentle and soft voice came out unwilling to be lonely, which made Zhongyuan Zhongye happy for a little bit, and then became bad again.

"Eh??" Osamu Dazai laughed while maintaining the posture of lying on the table. "Are the slugs shy?"

shy? ? ?

Zhong Yuan also had an expression on his face that you stopped joking: "That's because you are too close to the mackerel, and you are disgusting, okay?"

"Wow, what a tsundere little slug, you're obviously shy."

Listen to people, why is he shy? ! !Besides, why should he be shy about a dead mackerel! !

Zhong Yuanzhong also found that he was becoming more and more unable to communicate with mackerel, it must be that his dislike was not obvious enough, so he said firmly. "I said that I hate you the most, the most, the most, the most disgusting when I see you, bastard!!"

"Ah." Osamu Dazai nodded understandingly. "I know, Chuya hates me the most, and I also hate Chuya the most."

"........."

Why is there a powerless feeling of being punched in cotton, not on the same channel as the other party, being misinterpreted but not knowing where to refute?

Osamu Dazai, you are fucking sick! ! ! ! !

Nakahara also decided to give up wasting time with the sophist Osamu Dazai. "The question you said just now, I will answer you now-why do I have to tell you?"

As soon as the words fell, the atmosphere that was slightly cheerful before suddenly condensed.Osamu Dazai sat up slowly, one eye was bound by a plain white bandage, and the other eye looked at Chuya with sharp eyes in a leisurely manner.

Zhongyuan Zhong didn't know what kind of calculations this little fox was planning, but it didn't matter, no matter if they were 15 or 16 years old, the relationship between them was not very good.

Where do you come from to tell me frankly?

That alone is enough to explain.

Zhongyuan Zhong also had eyes full of rebellion, condescendingly looking down at Osamu Dazai with disdainful and arrogant eyes, revealing the original arrogance and domineering in it. "What are you? Partner? Friend? Don't try to get close to me, bastard, I... But I always wish I could kill you myself."

Zhongya lowered his voice for the last sentence, appearing soft and gritted his teeth.The ice-blue pupils are like the blue refracted by glass balls, like a sword unsheathed, blood-stained and sharp.

"I know this very well." Osamu Dazai propped his chin with a smile, looked at the blue in Nakaya's eyes, and secretly sighed in his heart at the magic of Nakaya's eyes: usually they are clean and cool blue, not as dusty as dust. dyed; when angry, the color of the eyes deepens, like the cold and deep sea thousands of meters below.

"Sure enough, it's something that the middle school can say."

Osamu Dazai smiled softly, clean and innocent, he got up under Nakahara Nakaya's surprised gaze, holding a sharp dagger in his hand.

Zhong Yuan was also taken aback, and subconsciously touched his thigh.Dazai touched the dagger that was tied to his thigh with a leather buckle at some point.

"When did you guys..."

Nakahara also gritted his teeth and waited for the foolish figure to appear out of shape, but he saw Dazai Osamu's black-gloved fingers curling up the dagger in his hand, pulling out a beautiful silver flower.

Those skilled movements almost made Chuya think that Osamu Dazai knew how to use knives, but Osamu Dazai used guns because of his low-level physical skills during his stay in Hong Kong and Heijutsu.The training ground is also focused on training his shooting accuracy and loading speed.

Is this rebirth due to the butterfly effect?

The more Zhong Yuan thought about it, the more unhappy he became: "Hey, my dagger is not for playing around!!!"

Before he could finish his words, the thin and tall Osamu Dazai in a white shirt paused, and quickly and precisely inserted the knife into the carotid artery of the opponent, spraying blood all over the ground.

Of course, Osamu Dazai standing in front of the old man was not immune at all.

Nakahara still maintained his furious expression, paused, his icy blue eyes stared at the dots of red on the ground, slowly raised his eyes, looked over Dazai Osamu's thin shoulders, and saw the man who was tortured by drugs twitched all over his body for a while.

No sound.

Those eyes were kept open from beginning to end, full of doubt and unwillingness.

Nakahara Nakaya finally put the realization on Dazai Osamu, his back was facing away from him and his figure was weak and lonely, but because he was wearing a white shirt, he actually showed a bit of a frail youthful look.

But Chuuya was confused, "Dazai, you didn't intend to kill him."

That's right, from the beginning to the end, Nakahara only felt that Dazai was playing with his prey. Nakahara even thought that Dazai would let the old man go after teasing him.Now he killed the opponent decisively with a single knife.

Zhong Yuan also put one hand in his pocket, his brows and eyes were calm.

"Yes." Dazai Osamu's voice was gentle and gentle, like a soft, non-aggressive animal, fluffy and soft. "Zhongye."

Zhong Yuanzhong also stood in place, his blue eyes like ice crystals quietly looked at the uncertain young man in front of him: Nevertheless, it is an indisputable fact that it is an indisputable fact to carry out sneak attacks on Hong Kong gangster candidate cadres.

It is also a provocation to the Mafia.It's not a big deal if Dazai really wants to deal with him in private.

Zhong Yuan was also very calm from the beginning to the end, Dazai Osamu wiped off the blood on the dagger, turned his head, a drop of blood splashed on the corner of his eye, like a mole of tears.Not yet as long as the 18-year-old, the peach blossom eyes showing a romantic charm are slightly curved, and there is a dark red tear mole at the end of the eyes, which is extremely gorgeous,

"I don't know, Chuya."

Osamu Dazai blinked lightly, his eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, like an innocent child.Filled with confusion and wicked, cruel delight.

"I don't know."

*****

Osamu Dazai must have fallen ill again.

Zhong Yuanzhong also attributed it to the cruelty caused by insomnia caused by physical pain, sent people back to the candidate cadre's office to take a bath, and then sent people to the interrogation room to clean the scene.Mr. Yomori simply returned to the candidate cadre's office after finishing the report, and Zhongya Nakahara came back with a stack of report forms.

-"Snapped."

Zhong Yuanzhong also threw the documents on his desk, opened the wooden chair and was about to sit down when he heard the sound of the door opening, and then looked towards the source of the sound——

Saw a picture of a mackerel coming out of the bath covered in bandages.

"Hey, hey." Osamu Dazai pinched a tuft of black curly hair and pouted. "That expression of yours is too rude, how can you look at me in disgust~"

Reasonably speaking, mackerel's appearance can be ranked among the top in Hong Kong and black, except for his bad personality, unsatisfactory means, and hobbies that are keen on suicide... It seems that there are no advantages at all.

Cough, but the face is still visible.

But this doesn't mean seeing mackerel with iris-colored pupils engulfed in heat, unusually wet and watery eyes, and a delicate face—plus being stretched all over!bring!Entangled!of!and!Wood!So!Yi!What kind of beautiful thoughts does the body look like?

"Heh." Zhong Yuan was expressionless: "What kind of new garbage are you? Mummy mackerel?"

"Eh?? It's too much to hit!!" Osamu Dazai put his hands on his hips angrily. "What are you talking about mummy, I obviously still have a place where I haven't wrapped a bandage!!!"

oh.Boxers?You fucking have to be able to hang around! ! ! !

Nakahara also believes that for a brat like Dazai Osamu, if possible, his penis can be wrapped with a bandage several times.

Speaking of Tintin, Nakahara also remembered what Tachihara Zodo said at the dim sum shop.

- "Oh, Dazai probably has his penis inlaid with gold."

Thinking of this, Zhongyuan Zhong also paused with a lack of interest, and walked over quickly.The curious eyes made Osamu Dazai a little wary.

"Chuya, what are you doing? Wow, do you actually want to attack your partner? I misread you!"

"You think so beautiful!!"

"?????"

Nakahara didn't take Dazai's gaze into account at all, he lifted the corner of Dazai's trousers with his slender fingers and pulled it away, and glanced inside with his blue eyes. "No gold trim?"

After saying such a sentence without thinking, Zhongyuan Zhong also stopped his hands in disgust, and the extremely elastic trousers bounced back with a "snap", which was painful and itchy.Osamu Dazai scratched his face in bewilderment, with question marks on his face.

"?????"

Was he being molested by the dwarf just now?

*****

Chuya Nakahara left the confused Osamu Dazai behind, went back to his desk, picked up the pen on the desk, and opened a page of the report. "Go get dressed, don't be ashamed here, I can smell the fishy smell on your body from a distance."

Osamu Dazai looked like a wronged little wife, and sued him in a soft voice: "Look at my penis eating my tofu, and you still despise me!!!!"

"........."

What is this, after eating, you are ruthless, you are cruel, you are ruthless, and you make trouble out of no reason?Dazai, you are sick! ! !

"No one here is interested in watching you run naked!" Zhong Yuan also seriously doubted that he would be pinched off by Dazai. "Get out of here!!!"

"Woohoo." Osamu Dazai felt aggrieved and mopped tears that didn't exist. "I used to call her sweet and cute when I got along with him, but now after I'm done, I'm so ruthless when I take a bath. Damn~!"

-"Snapped."

Zhongyuan Zhong also abruptly broke the pen in his hand, and a dark red light appeared all over his body, and the desk could not withstand the pressure of gravity, and it shattered into pieces with a "boom".Just when he was staring at his ice-blue pupils, planning to make Osamu Dazai a permanent resident of the emergency room——

The door was roughly pushed open.

Zhongya Nakahara paused and looked out the door. Akutagawa, who was wearing a worn-out coat, appeared viciously outside the door, followed by a black suit following behind him—obviously, Akutagawa barged in regardless of the obstruction.

"Akutagawa," Nakahara Nakaya waved at the black suit following behind him, signaling him to back off. "Are you feeling well?"

The black suit nodded and left.

Akutagawa's chest heaved violently due to anger or because he ran too fast, and he coughed several times while clenching his fists. Although his whole body was pale and weak, his eyes were extremely fierce.

"Why don't you want me?"

"????"

He knew all these words apart, but how could he not understand them together?