I'm just an ordinary Dazai [Comprehensive]

The sea water squeezed his limbs and chest cavity, he had difficulty breathing, and he couldn't even move a finger. The light and sound were blocked by the thick salt water and could not be received by the body. The death he so longed for.

But he knew that he was still alive, the intense pain was like a raging fire, and every cell was proliferating rapidly, destroying the balance of the body like cancer cells, and the resulting pain... probably felt like being put into a meat grinder.

Not to mention that Dazai's life energy is far stronger than that of ordinary humans, and the energy for cell proliferation is also more abundant, that is to say, he has to endure longer torture than ordinary people before he can meet death.

If he is now not in the sea but on land, you can probably see his clothes soaked in cold sweat, which can be further described as "a fish just taken out of the sea".

Combined with his current situation, this is really a cold joke.

Dazai was in so much pain that he couldn't speak a word, but his brain was more active than usual in this situation, his thoughts beat uncontrollably, and wild imaginations came out one after another. He was surprised to find that he still had potential as a writer.

After an unknown amount of time, the pain on his body gradually subsided, and Dazai's high-speed brain also entered a period of fatigue. He thought in a daze—is he finally going to die?

Before he could close his eyes contentedly, a bright flame descended from the sky, splitting the darkness in front of him with urgency, rushing towards him in the blink of an eye, hitting Dazai like a cannonball.

Dazai passed out without saying a word.

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There was chaos on the yacht, the member of the organization in black didn't regain his senses when he spoke, and the companion asked what he asked, and everyone heard the news that the ship was sinking and there was no lifeboat.

This time the pistols of the black organization were useless, and the guests suddenly collapsed because of the ups and downs, and several people burst into tears on the spot, and the scene in the hall was chaotic.

But someone in this group of successful people can finally think calmly.

"Actually, there is no wind and waves today, and the weather is not too cold. We can wear life jackets and wait for rescue at sea. According to the agreement, we did not bring communication equipment on board, but seeing this gentleman with a mobile phone, I think you have a way Tell your companions on the shore?"

As soon as this sentence came out, the eyes of the members of the black organization brightened, and the original panic was replaced by calmness.

The man who spoke looked at their expressions carefully, and his heart sank when he saw that the men in black who threatened them just now had a fierce look in their eyes and looked at them with ill intentions.

He secretly glanced at the cheat sheet in his hand, thought of the girl's determined expression, took a deep breath, and made up his mind in the face of the crisis of death.

Before the man in black opened his mouth, the man sighed casually: "I have experienced too many things tonight, I am a little homesick, but fortunately I told my wife before going out that this time I will cooperate with everyone in the black organization. She knows that you have defeated the mafia recently, so she feels relieved at once."

The hand that the man in black was about to raise stopped at his side, then he stared fiercely at the man in the suit with wide eyes: "Didn't you say that this meeting is a secret meeting and you are not allowed to tell anyone?"

When the man in the suit was scolded by him, he immediately lowered his head in trepidation: "I'm sorry, but I guarantee that my wife can believe that she will only write things down in a diary and hide them somewhere no one knows."

The man in black has a hesitant expression on his face. If someone knows the truth, then killing these people cannot be blamed on the port mafia, and the responsibility for killing their collaborators will be borne by them. Lord Gin will be angry, so after returning to the shore Do you want to deal with that woman again?

The man in the suit seemed to have misunderstood his silence, and his voice flustered: "I, I know I was wrong, please don't throw me into the sea, I can't swim, I will die without a life jacket!"

The man in black laughed.

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Standing on the boat arranged by the mafia, Lan Tang watched the target yacht getting closer and closer. He shivered silently in the cold night wind and held his arms tightly.

I am ashamed to say that Lan Tang, as the top five cadres whose status is second only to the leader, was only able to sit in this position thanks to Mr. Mori's hard work and recommendation. Therefore, people often think that his strength is poor, and he is very afraid of the cold, and he speaks confidently Insufficient, very imposing.

But he doesn't have much self-motivation either. As an amnesiac, his greatest wish is to retrieve his memory, and for some reason, after such a long time, he has been unable to adapt to the style of the mafia, and even feels more and more repulsive as time goes by. stronger.

He felt that it might be because of his previous occupation, and the increased sense of rejection might be a precursor to memory recovery, so he happily accepted his changes, and then showed it when doing tasks, such as always letting some innocent people go .

This caused him to be hated by the current leader, but at the same time, it was also the reason His Highness Mori favored him. The adult said to him, "A capable and bottom-line person like Mr. Lantang is exactly what the mafia needs."

Maybe when His Highness Mori said that sentence, "my" was missing in front of the Mafia, but that's not the point.

The point is that Lan Tang doesn't think there is anything worthy of attention with his ability, but since His Royal Highness Mori has approved of his approach, compared with the current leader who looked at him like trash, he accepted Mr. Mori's invitation without much hesitation.

So, the first job assigned by Mr. Mori, even though the weather is very cold, must be done well.

Lan Tang exhaled lightly.

Suddenly, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and the keen senses belonging to the supernatural person allowed him to clearly capture the two figures who jumped off the boat in front of him one after another. Although he knew it was unlikely, just in case, the most important thing was to worry about missing this trip The target, he still turned around and ordered the subordinates on other ships to row over to take a look.

And he himself is still monitoring the movement on the ship not far or near.

But after a while, the two groups of subordinates he sent to salvage the drowning man brought back three surprises.

"Bastard, idiot, big idiot! Do you really think you are a mackerel? Don't just jump into the sea and cause trouble for others! I was about to catch that guy, but it was because of you that I fell short!"

"..."

The one being reprimanded remained silent, but the orange-haired boy who looked at it with a depressed attitude became even more furious.

"Hey bastard, what's the matter with your expression?! I'm the one who is upset, okay? Why do you act as if you were hit by someone and lost the lottery ticket that was supposed to win a prize of 100 million yuan?"

"Chuya's rhetoric is really good. It seems that your short body is not all muscles."

"Don't say such angry words!" Zhong also retorted, suddenly realized something, and gloated at Dazai, "Speaking of which, you don't have the right to criticize others with your current appearance."

"..."

Indeed, Dazai's stature has shrunk a lot, and now the oldest is no more than seven years old, and Chuya's coat is wrapped around his body and hangs down to his calves.

He was obviously very dissatisfied with his current situation. Hearing this, he looked at Zhongye with gloomy eyes, but the childish eyes of a 14-year-old boy were round and round at the moment, like a aggressive kitten, and they couldn't hold up to grow up no matter what. After growing up, the baby fat on the cheeks is more obvious, and it looks soft and cute.

If it is Dazai with a normal body size, this kind of lifeless eyes and lifeless expression are the most annoying in Zhongya, as long as they appear, they will 100% cause disputes, but after the age of the enemy becomes younger, Chuya feels that his tolerance has increased Quite a lot.

After all, it's too embarrassing to argue with such a big kid.

So he coughed, stretched out his hand and pinched Dazai's soft face as if nothing had happened, and comforted him: "It's okay, you will grow back."

Dazai opened his hand mercilessly, and said with disgust: "You should worry about yourself and drink more milk, or you will still be at the same height ten years later."

Nakaya was so angry that his hands itched, he couldn't hold back his fist and hammered on Dazai's head, grinding his teeth and said: "As expected, it's Dazai, even though he's getting smaller, he's still so uncute."

Dazai covered the big bag on his head, and sneered: "What misunderstanding do you have about me? There are many other places who want an obedient and sensible brother?"

"You guy..."

"Zhongye is..."

Maybe it's because of his smaller body, Dazai couldn't control his temper—even though today was a bad year, he was tricked by Mr. Mori into doing a white job, and endured the pain of tearing his body for nothing, but he didn't succeed in dying. Became a kid and was ridiculed by the dwarf for his height...

But it wasn't that he failed a suicide battle in the past. At that time, he was never as irritable as he is now, with violent mood swings, impatience and pretending, and he couldn't even make the habitual smirk.

It's too bad, it's comparable to the disaster of girls taking to the streets without makeup!

Obviously he can keep calm no matter what, even if he can't stand the little dwarf arguing with him, he can always clearly grasp the opponent's weakness and shoot accurately. How can he jump up and down like a kid begging for attention like now?

But the more he realized this, the worse his mood became, and the more he couldn't control his thoughts.

"It's all Zhongye meddling in his own business too much——"

Chuuya calmed down from the boy's sneezing, and only then did he notice the wet clothes on both of them.

Zhong also had no choice but to take the lead in withdrawing from this meaningless debate: "I don't have the same knowledge as a kid."

The orange-haired boy took the boy with a proud face to his arm with one hand, stood up and walked towards Lan Tang on the small boat next to him.

"..." Dazai reacted, and struggled in Nakaya's arms in dissatisfaction, "Hey, slug, what are you doing!"

"Be quiet," Zhong shook the child in his hand impatiently, "I'll ask Mr. Lantang for a piece of clothing to cover you up, and I'll go back after reporting the situation on the boat. You don't want to catch a cold, do you?"

The author has something to say: Ah, I forgot to save the manuscript