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At the moment when the two seemed about to continue discussing like this, Gogol covered his mouth all of a sudden, and said in surprise, "Oh, did we both forget about Mr. Weicheng?"

The clown didn't seem to realize how exaggerated his tone was. He blinked his left eye and yelled, "That's not okay. After all, Wu is now half of my friend, right? I can't Fail a friend's mission."

The young man took a few steps back, leaned against the wall again, and shook his slender fingers wrapped in wine-red cloth: "Next is your occasion, let me be a rare audience, Wu."

Gojo Satoru glanced at this guy who was full of dramatic effects in his dealings with people and things. He didn't know whether he was too lazy to care about him or acquiesced. He just turned around and stepped directly in front of Yuanji Ojo.

The young man squatted down, looking indifferently at the man's terrified eyes: "Generally speaking, the villain must dissect everything clearly before the decisive battle."

"Although I don't think I'm a villain, in the eyes of Mr. Weicheng, I can be regarded as one of the instigators who ruined your life." Gojo Satoru sighed, and said with some distress, "So I still have to give you a good Just sort out the reasons why I took this task."

Gojo Satoru straightened up again, grabbed Oki's right hand that was trembling because of the pain, and pressed hard on the part of his thumb, directly crushing the bones of this part: "First, you conveyed false information to me, It made me think that you and my employer, Miss, were dead. In fact, I took my daughter and ran away secretly. Not only did I almost become a cowherd on the street, but I also married a reserve cadre of the port mafia for you. I made a small revenge."

"But in my eyes, it's nothing." Gojo Satoru's eyes are big. When looking at you, one can suddenly realize that this person has a cute temperament, especially as he looks expressionless now. Very much like a finely crafted doll, "After all, whether I was accidentally deceived or revenge against Osamu Dazai, it's all my personal problem."

Ojo Genki discovered that there seemed to be a flame of anger burning peacefully in Gojo Satoru's eyes.

Unlike the high emotions that ordinary people think, Wu Tiao's anger is calm and dark-this can only show that the teenager's ability to control emotions has reached a level that ordinary people can't imagine.

The long eyelashes blocked the light falling from directly above, making part of the boy's skin reveal black shadows: "Let's discuss your problem."

"Do you know what you did wrong?" Gojo Satoru suddenly raised the corners of his mouth and asked him with a smile.

Weicheng Yuanji didn't dare to answer at all.

Wutiao is not asking him: "You shouldn't look down on me."

"If you had chosen to take me away with you and continue to hire me to protect your daughter, you might have started to enjoy your old age in another country now." The boy said, "I hate people who look down on me."

Then, he smashed Weicheng's right index finger: "That's why I'm very angry. Although it's meaningless to prove yourself in front of you, it's not bad to let all those who look down on me disappear from this world."

"I'm a man who will take revenge."

Gojo Satoru rolled his eyes at him, and at the same time, pressed down on the middle finger of his right hand again.

Weicheng Yuanji's screams were almost inaudible.

What made him feel even worse was that Gogol, who was standing beside him, sneered cheerfully from time to time when he saw Wutiao treat him like this.

Gojo Satoru also noticed his mentality, so he took his hand back, and said with some surprise: "It seems that the previous leader was really not very good, and the direct subordinates are people like you who are so easily influenced by others." He spread his hands, showing a look of helplessness, "Don't be easily provoked by the clown—do you still need me, the enemy, to teach you this kind of idiot question?"

"I'm not the type who likes to abuse others." The young man seemed to have no intention of attacking Yuanji Weicheng any more, and just started to circle around the chair slowly. Still an ordinary person."

Hearing this, Gogol couldn't help laughing under Gojo Satoru's stare.

"Sorry, please continue."

The expression of the young man was as if he was enjoying a wonderful drama, and he was still unsatisfied.

Gojo Satoru continued to say to Ojo Genki: "So I won't kill people—I won't do it as much as possible. Destroying your joints is just to abolish your ability to move. The only revenge is just these three fingers and one foot."

"From the perspective of the Mafia who always take people to fill in the cement, I should be a benevolent person, right?"

This guy asked without any self-knowledge, and his tone was quite righteous.

Gogol almost laughed again: "You are so cute."

After the young man said this, he observed the expression of Ojo Genji at this moment, and said to Gojo Satoru: "He doesn't look regretful, but desperate—Mr. Ojo just doesn't trust your ability, Enlightenment."

"Did Mori Ogai suppress the news?" Gojo Satoru lowered his head and looked at the back of Ojo's head, "But that's right, from various perspectives, it's really not easy to let everyone know about this matter."

The boy smiled and revealed what happened in the port mafia in the middle of the night before: "Zhongyuan Zhong and I also had a draw with our own strength."

In extreme astonishment, Yuanji Weicheng finally uttered the first sentence: "Impossible! Gravity made him—"

"It's the first time for me not to be trusted by others. Although it's very novel, it's really annoying." Wujo Satoru interrupted him directly, "It's impossible for Zhongyuan Zhong to be my opponent, so I said You made the wrong decision."

"I'm angry only because you look down on me." Gojo Satoru said with a smile, "Thank you for being a human being, otherwise I wouldn't care about the port mafia, the only ones lying here now are A dead body."

The white-haired and blue-eyed boy calmed down quickly after venting his anger—as Osamu Dazai said, he didn't bother to hide anything, but nothing he showed could affect him for a long time.

Gojo Satoru walked back in front of Ojo Genki and said, "Osamu Dazai is still waiting for me outside. If I go out a little late, maybe he would have run away out of trouble."

"In this case, I can only take you directly to the lobby—you don't want to do that, do you, Mr. Ojo?"

The boy's words implied a threatening emotion that everyone could understand: "Please cooperate, otherwise I will only destroy the fourth finger."