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

late at night.

Osamu Dazai's office.

At the clothes rack in the corner, a small boy was frantically tearing off the bandages wrapped around his body.

The young man has a handsome appearance, and his brows are full of disdain for the white bandage.

He really couldn't understand why he was so obsessed with hoarding such things, it was a waste!

pat.

The door was pushed open from the outside, and in the darkness, a slender figure was exposed at the door.

Zhong Yuan Zhong also paused in his struggling figure, and he subconsciously turned around to look, but his eyes were stabbed by the suddenly turned on light, and the bandage was torn with a force on his hand.

With a bang, Zhong Yuanzhong also fell to the ground, followed by several snow-white bandages, all scattered on someone's brown hair.

Boom!

The entire ground was blasted into a large uneven pit, and those annoying bandages were completely reduced to ashes.

"..."

The person standing at the door was stunned for a moment before saying: "Are you... Zhongye of the Central Plains?"

Zhongyuan Zhongya also got used to the light above his head, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at the woman at the door.

About 1.6 meters tall, with a high ponytail, wearing a pair of worn-out black-framed glasses, a big T-shirt on the upper body, jeans on the lower body, and a pair of red slippers on the feet.

"..."

What kind of novel combination is this?

"Oh, who are you?"

Zhong Yuanzhong is also not surprised that other people know him. After all, he is well-known, and he is already a frightening existence.

Not to mention Yokohama, even the whole of Japan is afraid that his name will tremble with fear.

"Oh." The woman scratched her head, looked up at Nakahara Chuya, and said apologetically, "I forgot to introduce myself."

"hold head high."

Zhongyuan Zhong also responded, skillfully opened the safe, took out a bottle of 82-year-old wine from it, poured himself a glass, and then sat down gracefully on the boss chair.

"My name is Ji Gang Ningxi, and I'm the person who will take over your position as a cadre." The woman said indifferently: "After all, you are a person who betrayed the Mafia, and there is no need for you to have any position."

"..."

puff!

The bright red liquid gushed out, and Zhong Yuanzhong also looked surprised.

"What did you say?!"

Defect?

He obviously saved Dazai!

"Impossible, then how do you know me?"

"Because of you..." The height is very personal.

The second half of the sentence was held back in her mouth. Experience told her, never dance on a minefield...it will kill people.

"Say!" Zhong Yuan slapped the table violently, obviously his patience had reached its limit.

Yoshioka Ningxi spread his hands helplessly, and said: "Dazai said that you defected in danger and betrayed the mafia. The leader didn't believe it at first, but the evidence given by Dazai is too detailed and clear, so—"

The woman's expression changed, her eyes shone with a light red light, like a vampire in the dark night, she had a sense of pursuit of violence and blood that was different from ordinary people, she walked up to Zhongya Zhongya, He said softly: "[Yu Central Plains is also a traitor, shoot and kill.]"

"..."

Red light surrounded the boy, and the trivial things in the room also began to shake slightly, precariously.

Ji Gang Ningxi called to stop the young man who left aggressively: "You don't mean to explain to the leader, do you?"

She followed behind Zhongyuan Zhongye, muttering: "A traitor who 'defected' for a year and has changed his face this year, seriously leading the capable cadres under him, the possibility of your comeback is too low."

"Do not."

Zhong Yuanzhong also stopped, and he turned his head slightly with a serious expression.

"If what you say is true, I will kill Osamu Dazai, but if what you say is false, I will make your life worse than death."

"If you want to be so eccentric, can't people die more happily?" Ji Gang Ningxi curled his lips, very dissatisfied with the young man's eccentric death.

The appearance of Osamu Dazai torturing people appeared in her mind, and she couldn't help shivering, it was scary.

"Yeah, before that—"

Boom!

Ji Gang Ningxi's body hit the wall, blood spilled from her mouth, falling dust fell on her body, and half of her high ponytail was scattered, which can be called a mess.

"Hiss." Ji Gang Ningxi looked down at the footprints on his chest, waving his fists in dissatisfaction, and said angrily, "I'm going! It hurts!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also walked towards the woman's position step by step, and he asked coldly, "What is your ability?"

"I don't have that stuff."

"Ah."

"Hey!"

Ji Gang Ningxi finally dug himself out of the pit, but was kicked in again, expressing his dissatisfaction with this.

Zhong Yuanzhong also sneered, he turned the handle of the knife in his hand, and looked coldly at Yoshioka Ningxi.

"Without supernatural powers, I can occupy the position of a cadre in the entire mafia, do you think I'm a fool?!"

As he said that, his little leather boots were about to kick Ji Gangningxi's body again. The latter hurriedly protected his chest, and said vigilantly: "Don't do anything!"

"Ah."

Zhong Yuanzhong also sneered, but still took the knife back.

Ji Gang Ningxi supported the wall, gritted his teeth and dug himself out from the wall again, curled his mouth, and complained: "Can you be a little gentleman."

Whoosh!

"..."

Ji Gang Ningxi turned around stiffly, glanced at the knife that was only a few centimeters away from his own head, and swallowed his saliva with difficulty.

She raised her hands, sat on the ground obediently, answered every question, and was very obedient.

"What is your ability?"

"Yinglan."

"what?"

"Yinglan."

"I said the specific use!"

"how could I know???"

Ji Gangningxi blinked innocently, she is also new to this world, okay?She was dragged by Osamu Dazai to the mafia just after she landed. She was working all day long, with supernatural powers and so on. She hasn't come here yet, shall I try? !

"you--"

Ji Gang Ningxi hugged her head subconsciously, but the pain in her impression did not come, she opened her glasses quietly...

"I go!"

The little black Corgi in front of him was lying on his back on the ground, crazily flipping his four paws but still couldn't roll over. Ji Gang Ningxi held his reddish cheeks, stayed aside, and looked at it quietly.

The expression became more and more wretched.

She couldn't help stroking Corgi's body twice, and the hala stayed along the corners of her lips.

"Cauldron, I was wrong, you are so cute!"

It was almost one o'clock in the morning, and Ningxi Jigang got up and stretched, took some bandages again, hung the little Corgi on the clothes rack, clapped his hands, and left the mafia building.

The woman walked alone on the gloomy path, humming a little song with headphones on.

When the earphones were ripped off, the woman stopped, turned to look into the black alley, and said with a smile, "You deserve it."