[Comprehensive] Hei Shijae also wants to fall in love! ! !

[Now that everyone is seated, let's start officially. 】

[There is a metal card in front of you, and what is written on it is your ID card, friendly reminder~ Don’t let others know~]

【If you find out, the consequences will be very serious~】

The man only hears his words but does not see him. Perhaps this man's psychology has developed to a certain height. His voice is fragmented and scattered in every angle of the room. It is hoarse and deep, and he can faintly hear some blades screeching from the glass. sound.

[The time has come, now you can open the card in front of you to claim your identity. 】

The man's voice was still falling, and another voice came in forcefully. In comparison, Osamu Dazai's voice seemed extremely joyful. He smiled and waved the golden card in his hand, before Zhong Ye could react. He took the other person's hand and put it on his chest, blinking a pair of iris-colored eyes, deep and sincere: "Beauty, I am a werewolf."

"..."

As soon as Osamu Dazai finished speaking, there was a deathly silence around him.

The few people who were still stretching out their paws to look at their ID badges will remain motionless like marionettes. The most depressed person is the man who has sat at the end of the table at some point, even with a pure black face on his face. The wolf-shaped mask will also be completely unable to resist his... anger?

Under the setting sun, in the villa, beside the tables and chairs, a certain man covered in bandages is laughing wantonly.

Miyagawa Masaki sat on the chair and didn't know what he was thinking, he exploded on the spot and roared on the spot, very quiet.

Snapped!

"Hey!"

Nakahara Nakaya's handsome face was frighteningly dark, his eyes seemed to be filled with endless flames, staring at the man panicked, Miyagawa Masaki pretended to be nonchalant and wiped off the cold sweat from his forehead, recalling that his boss was full of deterrence With a look of strength, he raised his jaw with fear, pinched his hands around his waist, his nostrils were widened, and there was a rumbling sound coming out of his throat.

Miyagawa Masaki's mouth had a faintly charming smile, three parts calm and composed, four parts evil and humorous, and the remaining three parts filled with the most complex emotions in the world.

The man shook his head and rubbed his chin for a while——

Snapped!

"Beauty, be gentle, your hand will hurt from patting it." Dazai Osamu stroked the palm of Kamakaya's hand that had been smashed on the table, blew in distress, and very considerately took out a bandage and wrapped it around him a few times.

Chuya Nakahara gritted his teeth and his hands couldn't stop shaking. Finally, before Osamu Dazai was about to leave a "hickey of love" on his palm, Chuya Nakahara cast a cold look and hit Miyagawa's heart, accompanied by "clang" 'With a loud noise, a certain person's buttocks fell to the ground and all four feet were in the air. He suddenly felt that he had lost the majesty of the judge, and his face looked hopeless.

After doing a lot of psychological training, Miyagawa Masaki successfully convinced himself that as long as he is the one with the power of life and death, it is nothing to lose face, after all, this is his master!

Ah!

He, Miyagawa Masaki, is the real king! ! !

Miyagawa Masaki, who cheered himself up, showed a bit of lazy disdain in his eyes, he calmly grabbed the handle of the chair, put his right foot behind the leg of the chair, and prepared to stand up with the strength.

"What are you doing in a daze?! Don't kill him!"

Boom!

Miyagawa Masaki: "..."

The man simply lay on the ground without moving. After a few seconds, the man's figure had disappeared from everyone's sight.

Oh oh oh!

Boss, he wants to resign, he quit! ! !

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Because someone's self-esteem was frustrated, he went to his boss overnight for comfort, so everyone had a night of leisure time.

In this villa, everyone has their own fixed room, and everyone's range of action is limited to a small range.

The night has fallen, will the people who have obtained their identity cards really be as safe and sound as they appear on the surface?

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"this is my room."

Nakahara Chuya stood at the door, standing on tiptoes and blocking Osamu Dazai's view of the room with his body.

Since he doesn't know what he looks like in this guy's eyes, the best choice in terms of his current situation is to stop still, but...he can't control himself to kick over Feet up!

"Oh?"

Osamu Dazai nodded, and rubbed the door for a long time.

1 minute later.

Osamu Dazai took off the door plate and said with a smile, "This is my room too."

Snapped!

Zhongyuan Zhongye's fist passed through the door plaque, is he really blind?

"Hey."

Osamu Dazai sighed, leaning against the door with a hurt expression, like a poor man who has just been abandoned.

"You also know that I have always followed the rules, beauty, do you really have the heart to see me being bullied by that short, ugly and old pervert?"

Jigang Ningxi, who happened to pass by the two, couldn't help giving a thumbs up—"Sao Nian!Really good performance! '

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Masaki Miyagawa, who was galloping down the road on his own scooter, sneezed several times in succession, and finally escaped by relying on his extraordinary cooking skills and his rough-skinned and thick body.

The little pink motorcycle galloped all the way to an unnamed factory on the edge of the city. With a smart brake, Miyagawa Masaki turned over from the motorcycle and ran into the warehouse with a handsome face.

A few minutes later, the man's hoarse voice echoed in every corner of the surrounding area, and the frightened birds even flapped their wings and fled around, leaving only a few brave ones gathered at the warehouse door, standing upright with two Ears eavesdropping on the conversation of the people inside.

Miyagawa Masaki sat down on the ground, and said straight to the point: "I want to resign."

"No."

"Why?! Wu Mi, do you really think I'm afraid of you?!" Miyakawa smashed his fist to the ground, and glanced at him with disdain: "Cut!"

"Master, I just put the words down today. No matter what you say, even if you put a knife on my neck and put a gun on my head, what if I say 'no' today?! Heh, little Lord, I will take your last name!"

After a long silence.

"Miyagawa, I will pay you three times the year-end bonus this year."

Miyagawa Masaki looked slightly stunned, but it was only a few milliseconds of hesitation: "Oh, Wu Mi, what do you mean by this, what about you, do I care about your little money?!"

"Five times."

Onimai Tsuji took out a few stacks of thick envelopes from the drawer, and threw them in front of Miyagawa Masaki: "Ten times."

Miyagawa Masaki: "..."

"Cough... you, where did you get so much money?" While talking, someone stuffed the envelope into his pocket.

"You don't have to worry about it, you just need to take the money—"

"You don't want me to find a good man to marry, do you?" Miyagawa Masaki's face paled in an instant, his hands were folded around his chest, sobbing in aggrieved way.

"Take the money and go see your brain!"

Oni Wu Tsuji was so miserable that his body flew out in the form of a piece of meat: "It's okay to be able to carry hands and hands with bare shoulders before, at least there are not so many pitfalls in your brain! Masaki Miyagawa! You now But it’s a good thing, if you don’t do anything every day, you know that you’ve poured water into your brain, right?! Isn’t a ball of paste enough?! You still have to use cement to paste your qualified head!”

"I..."

Miyagawa Masaki was a little aggrieved, recalling the man hiding the knife in his smile, his back felt cold, and he couldn't help himself from trembling: "I'm scared!"

"Afraid?!" Onimi Tsuji sneered, with a look of disgust on his face: "What is there to be afraid of?! Ha! You have been with me for almost a year, why haven't you learned the most basic spirit? When will you see me again?" I'll beat your boss once!"

The corners of Miyagawa Masaki's lips gradually pressed down, and when they reached a certain arc——

"Ohh Ohh ohh!"

"You bully! Woohoo, I, I want to resign, woooooo!"

Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi obviously didn't expect such an incident, and his expression was a little flustered, and he threw all the remaining envelopes in the drawer: "Crying...why crying! A man knows how to cry all day long! "

"belch."

"Ohh Ohh ohh!!!"

Ghost dance Tsuji no miserable: "..."

I can't afford it, can I...

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感谢在2020-06-0323:01:11~2020-06-0620:57:29期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: four-leaf clover☆10 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!