What should I do if I am disqualified in the adult room?

"Dazai, what happened over there?"

Nakahara Chuya's voice mixed with the noisy background appeared in the earphones.

Dazai Osamu, who was far away on the roof of the residential building outside, looked at the monitor on the blacked-out Satomi in the tablet, and quickly tapped his fingers on the computer keyboard in the suitcase.

"Zhong Ye, don't meddle in your own business."

Dazai Osamu said coldly to Nakahara, who was probably fighting the enemy: "Then follow the plan to complete your mission."

"Hey!"

Nakahara Chu was also annoyed by Osamu Dazai's words.

Just now, he also heard the movement from Li Jianshi's side through the earphones, and he would only believe it if he said it was all right.

"That's your ability, can you help me?"

"You don't need to worry about it."

Osamu Dazai raised his eyelids, his kite-colored eyes were filled with indifference.

"He can't die as long as I'm alive."

Although it is true to say so, Nakahara Chu also could not accept Dazai Osamu’s point of view of ignoring his companion’s danger, so after killing the enemy in front of him with gravity, he said loudly to Dazai Osamu on the earphone: "Give me the lost position, I'll go down and have a look."

"Go and finish your mission first."

Dazai's voice was still cold.

He deftly entered a string of numbers on the keyboard, and then pressed the Enter key—the monitoring screen on the tablet immediately changed to another set.

"Aren't you fucking annoying? Did I say I won't do the mission? I'm going to the top of the building soon. Is there any problem when I go down to find the rendezvous later!"

Osamu Dazai rubbed his temples with some headaches, wondering why Chuya Nakahara was so angry.

"You're really annoying, Chuya."

"Then quickly give me the lost position."

Zhong Yuanzhong over there also felt a little impatient.

Osamu Dazai's fingers slid across the tablet, and finally landed on the monitoring screen in the lower right corner.

"There are scenes of fighting in the underground area of ​​B5, the person should be near there."

"Humph."

Nakahara Chuya, who finally got his wish, heard the sound of fighting again from Nakahara Chuya, who had lost his position. Osamu Dazai zoomed in on the monitor screen in the lower right corner with his fingers.

Collapsed buildings and broken walls are very common signs of battle.

Osamu Dazai continued to slide the monitor, trying to find Satomi's figure from it.

However, the next moment, his finger suddenly stopped on a red shadow.

"This is……"

Osamu Dazai's pupils narrowed slightly, and he frowned uncertainly.

……

The basement of the building.

The two wrestling figures finally parted ways.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Satomi drew his dagger from the wall.

This was the first time he met someone who was on par with him in physical skills.Especially the strange wrist strength and foot strength, it doesn't seem like something that humans can have at all.

If it is said that Zhongyuanzhong also used the power of gravity to kick the reinforced concrete with one kick, then the red-haired and red-eyed boy in front of him completely relied on his strong physical fitness to achieve speed and strength beyond the human range.

Satomi Sato can be sure that the red-haired boy in front of him has no supernatural powers.

Those wrist strength and foot strength that make him feel troublesome all come from himself.

This is really...

It's exciting!

Satomi narrowed his eyes, turned his wrist and swung a knife, and used the blade of the short knife to block the boy's kick from the side towards him.

Not surprisingly, the blade of the dagger broke in two.

However, with the buffer of the short knife blade, Satomi finally grabbed the red-haired boy's ankle.

The two have fought for hundreds of rounds if not thousands, and they have basically figured out the opponent's attack routine.Compared with Satomi, who has a more comprehensive and unscrupulous fighting style, the red-haired boy is more like a partial student, relying too much on attacking with his feet.

Just like Central Plains.

Satomi lost his mind, and this probably has something to do with the opponent's strange foot strength... So, as long as the opponent's attack patterns are restricted, it will be fine.After all, he has also fought with Zhongyuan Zhongye so many times, and dealing with people who like to attack with their feet, Satomi Misato can be regarded as practice makes perfect.

Plus this time, he didn't need to be merciful just because he cared about his acquaintances, so soon, Satoshi Satomi was fighting with the red-haired boy again.

For a while, fists and feet met each other, and gravel flew randomly.Both of them seemed to be going crazy, and they both tried their best to kill each other.

In front of the two of them, the concrete building was like paper, vulnerable to a single blow.

From the second floor to the bottom, Satomi and the red-haired boy almost destroyed the foundation pillars of the building.

Seeing that this pure martial arts battle was getting more and more out of hand, Zhong Yuan Zhong, who did not find any suspects on the roof, finally arrived.

"Whoa!"

With the shattering of the last intact ceiling above the head, the hundreds of rounds of fighting between Satomi Sato and the red-haired boy also came to an end.

Looking at the red-haired boy who was still persistently trying to attack him even though he had removed all the joints, fell to the ground and couldn't even stand up, Satomi frowned.

"Hey, Shi, are you okay?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also walked up to Satomi, and together with him looked at the red-haired boy who fell on the ground and roared at them like a beast, and said, "Is it an enemy?"

Satomi nodded, then tilted his head and asked, "Do you want to take it back?"

Nakahara thought about it, but before he could speak, he heard Osamu Dazai's voice coming from the earphone.

"Bring him back, and be careful not to let others see."

"Tsk, you have a lot of things to do."

Although he was dissatisfied with Dazai Osamu's phrase 'don't let others see', Nakahara Nakaya still did as Dazai Osamu wished, let Satomi use his coat to wrap the hostile boy who was kicked unconscious by him, and then carried Back to the Port Mafia without anyone seeing.

However, the result of this infiltration investigation was doomed to failure.

Due to the blocking of the red-haired boy, the person they were looking for had already left through the ground.But Osamu Dazai was not discouraged, because he had a bigger and more important harvest.

Port Mafia interrogation room.

"I didn't expect to see people from this family in Japan..."

Osamu Dazai squatted in front of the red-haired boy whose limbs were chained, curiously poked the forehead of the still unconscious red-haired boy with his index finger.

Zhong Yuanzhong next to him also looked away in disgust, and said, "Do you know him?"

"Having had the pleasure of meeting his kindred before."

Osamu Dazai stretched out his hand to the side, and soon someone handed him a tube of anesthetic.

At first, he was not sure, until he saw the traces of the underground battle and the distinctive features of the red hair and red eyes on the boy through the monitor on Zhongya Nakahara.

"Do you know the underground fighting arena in Tokyo ten years ago?"

Osamu Dazai injected the anesthesiology in his hand into the boy's body to prevent him from waking up, and asked Chuya Nakahara behind him.

However, the person who answered his question was the leader Mori Ogai who came to join in the fun at some point.

"The Tokyo underground fighting arena ten years ago... Dazai-kun, don't you mean the arena that involved many upper-class families in Tokyo?"

Osamu Dazai stood up and handed the empty anesthesiology department to the subordinate next to him.

Mori Ogai raised his hand, stopped Nakahara Chuya and Dazai Osamu from saluting him, and signaled Dazai Osamu to continue.

Osamu Dazai took a deep breath, turned sideways to expose the red-haired boy behind him to Mori Ogai's sight, and then said: "Since Mr. Mori knows about the arena, you should have heard of their promotional headline at that time, right?"

Mori Ogai frowned, seeing the boy's conspicuous red hair, his tone suddenly became very serious.

"Dazai-kun, what do you mean..."

Osamu Dazai nodded, confirming Mori Ogai's conjecture.

"You guessed it right, Mr. Mori."

Osamu Dazai turned around, faced Mori Ogai, and said word for word, "It's Fanaris."

"The legendary former overlord of this world, the strongest fighting nation - the red lion Fanaris."