I became the leader of Hong Kong black

"Of course it's more than that." The leader Zai smiled and looked at us and opened his mouth. He looked at the little Dazai with tenderness and doting in his eyes, just like looking at an ignorant child.

The leader pointed to the place where the crowd gathered, and continued to explain: "There was a murder case of poisoning just now, so except for the two boxes of food that Mr. Sen ordered me from upstairs, the rest of the food will be tested for poison." gone."

"Don't worry too." As he said, he pinched little Dazai's baby-fat face, and his kite-colored eyes were full of tolerance: "Since the case has been solved, it is confirmed that the poisoning has nothing to do with the kitchen. If it doesn't matter, they should have lunch delivered soon."

"I'm chatting with Mr. Mori, so it's your turn to talk." Little Dazai slapped his hand away, and then he turned around and put his arms around my neck, swaying coquettishly on my body: "Mr. Mori, he bullies me."

The people at the next table also heard the movement on our side and all looked over. I could hear that the leader Zai put the accent on the words I clicked on him, just to stimulate the little Dazai, but others didn't know. .

The people who came to see me didn't realize that the leader was cautious. They looked at the little Dazai in my arms like a disobedient and bad child.

Little Dazai soon realized this, and he buried himself in my arms again and stopped talking.I hugged this big baby helplessly, and looked at the other one sitting beside me.

Sure enough, he still understands himself, the leader only needs to say a few words, and the little Dazai jumps up in anger.

My little baby is so pitiful, being bullied by so many grown-up selves.

But they are still Dazai Osamu, of course I have to take care of major matters involving life and death, but it's really inconvenient for me to pull aside this kind of soft nail that doesn't hurt.

Even the optimal solution I follow is a mess here, I can only hug my big baby and coax him.

At this time, the dining car also came over. After the waiter nodded to us, he served a sumptuous lunch.

There are so many varieties that there is almost no room for a small table of four, and each dish is exquisite enough.

Extravagant food with exquisite presentation will attract people's attention.Because of the person who just died, this place was originally the focus of everyone's attention.

The appearance of us eating and drinking next to the dead man successfully attracted the attention of others.

But we are not the ones who care about everyone's eyes, so we can still eat and drink happily.

The leader Zai was the best among them. He didn't care about Dazai's hostility at all, he pushed aside the crab legs of a Matsuba crab, stood on the sauce, and handed it to Dazai's mouth: "This is for you, this is your favorite food." crab leg meat."

When he spoke, his expression was gentle and loving, with a little pampering, like a real father treating his suddenly rebellious child.

"Hmph." Little Dazai lay in my arms and didn't want to talk to him at all.

The leader Zai raised his hand in the air for a long time and did not put it down. His body was really weak. After holding it up for a long time, his hand trembled a little, and he looked shaky.

Seeing that he seemed a little embarrassed, I hesitated and lowered my head to bite the crab leg.

The crab legs tasted very good, sweet and springy: I wanted to reach out to take the crab legs from him after I took a bite, but he avoided it.

There was a little smile in the young man's iris-colored eyes, and he continued to reach out and put the crab leg to my lips, and I took another bite helplessly: "I'll take it and eat it myself."

The leader Zai pointed to the little clingy spirit in my arms, and sighed softly: "It's okay, don't you still have to take care of the child, I'll feed you."

Little Dazai who heard the voice suddenly raised his head and looked at us in disbelief, his kite-colored eyes were full of grievances, looking at me as if he was looking at a traitor: "Mr. Mori, how could you do this."

The little boy puffed up his face and complained, and I quickly broke off a crab leg and stuffed it into his mouth: "Come, come, daddy feeds you."

The little Dazai gave me an annoyed look, then took a bite and chewed hard on the crab leg meat, and by the way gave the leader Zai a provocative look.

After being glanced at by him like that, I thought that the leader, Zai Hui, would continue to provoke and was ready to sideline.

But I didn't expect that a little mist appeared in the kite-colored eyes of the leader Zai soon, and he sniffed sadly, as if he was about to cry or not.

Before I considered whether to comfort him, the leader Zaiwei lowered his head and took out a handkerchief from his pocket to wipe the corners of his eyes.

The preparations for this are too full, and why is he so proficient in fake crying?

I can hear people around me discussing the relationship between the two of us, thanks to Dazai-kun's light jump from the roof, I made a big move to catch him.

When the white flowers gushed out, people in the four surrounding buildings were all watching. The moment I received him, many people even took pictures.Clear and blurry photos from various angles were posted on forums within the Port Mafia.

Although those photos in the forum were deleted one by one by Koyo Ozaki's subordinates, and the original owner was found to destroy them, but everyone vaguely knew my identity.

There are so many people in the port mafia, and there are a lot of male members in it. Except for the unlucky quasi-partisan who took my little pill in the zoo and got wind of it, there are still other people who bought medicine from me.

Of course, they also saw the notice at the door of my clinic, until I came here as the acting leader.So they think that the leader Zai is my concubine, the one who is persecuted by me with prostitution.

Of course, there are people who object to this statement. The two young ladies at the table next to me think that the relationship between me and the leader Zai is a beautiful love.

They even took out their handkerchiefs and wiped their eyes, as if weeping for the beautiful love between us.

This has me a little confused...

Little Dazai also noticed this, I seemed to hear him swear in a low voice, and then looked at the leader Zai angrily.

If it weren't for the public, there might be a big fight or a hand-to-hand fight between the two slaughtered cubs.

The leader, who had finished his fake crying, didn't care about the swear words that little Dazai said to him. He even took a spoonful of cheese, crabmeat and mashed potatoes and wanted to feed it to little Dazai. The little Dazai, who was full of gas, of course chose reject.

The leader Zai looked at me innocently and pitifully. I actually cared more about the little baby in my arms than him who did not suffer.

I touched little Dazai's flat stomach, counted the time he hadn't eaten, took a spoon from the leader's hand, and brought it to Little Dazai's mouth: "Eat, baby, dad feeds you."

"En." After being coaxed by me, little Dazai reluctantly opened his mouth and took another bite.

Seeing that my little baby was not so angry, while feeding my little baby, I looked at the leader Zai and said with a little sternness: "Don't bully him like this."

I also can't figure out why these little Dazai must hurt each other even though they are the same person.

The leader Zai shook his lips, and said angrily: "I didn't bully him, I just want to be a qualified tool man to feed him."

He picked up the handkerchief and wiped away the tears that didn't exist in the corner of his eyes, and there was some sobbing in his words: "Mr. Sen is too much to use me as a tool man, and now he wants to isolate me and my child."

As he spoke, his voice became louder, and he successfully deterred the whispers around him. Everyone fell silent, and then he heard the leader say indignantly: "My little Dazai is too pitiful, I haven't seen him for so long... ... He doesn't even recognize me as a father anymore."

Before he finished speaking, he coughed up the mashed potatoes in Little Dazai's mouth.Seeing his uncomfortable look, I quickly patted him on the back.

As for the leader Zai, I, who managed to appease the little Dazai, was really shocked to see this Zaizi who dared to be his own father: "What are you thinking, I am your father!"

The leader, Zai, didn't answer my question, but smiled softly and innocently. Matching his thin body, he really had a precarious beauty.However, it is also useful in the United States, I just want to flick his head with two fingers.

Anyway, the words of the leader Zai have stabbed the hornet's nest, and the port mafia employees around us who seem to be eating but actually eating melons are all excited.

Under my gaze, they even gave me a show of eating and drinking. I just feel a little pain in my head, and I always feel that they are thinking about some very offensive content again.

Seeing the increasingly weird expressions on the faces of the people around me and their weird eyes, and then whispering to each other, I finally couldn't help my curiosity, and controlled my vines to find out what they were talking about.

After all, this is a cafeteria where only middle-level and high-level personnel and internal affairs logistics can come in. There are also some flowers and trees. My vines climbed from various pipes to the corners of the table, and then derived into many flower pots.

Through empathy, I was finally able to 'see' what they were talking about, what the hell they were, and at that moment I wished I was blind.

Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.

I sorted out their whispers and sorted out my impression in everyone's mind.

Before today, my personal evaluation of myself has always been that of a newly appointed mafia leader, the kind who will develop the organization better in order to achieve the goal and do whatever it takes to barely qualify.

And in the minds of my subordinates, I am a bad guy who takes all men and women, has super X ability, goes out for a couple of laps and brings beautiful boys back to carry out coercion-rape activities.

Of course, my rumors at the beginning were not like this.In the beginning, it was rumored in the gangsters of the port that I was a doctor with a certain hobby, a doctor with high medical skills and a super ability to concoct small pills with X functions, and I preferred fourteen or fifteen-year-old beautiful boys in terms of sexual orientation.

Such a socially reprehensible fetish is really no big deal in the port mafia.Now that the leader issued the oracle of silver, the cadres have no objection, let alone their subordinates.

Everyone welcomes me as the acting leader, and the friends who need my special small pills even want to get internal shares from me.

Everyone laughed and didn't take me seriously until that day when the young man with iris eyes jumped down from the top floor.

Through my vines, which can be soft or hard, they can truly see my strength, and also know that my demands are endless.

Rumor has it that a beautiful boy of [-] or [-] years old can't satisfy me. Not only do I kill people like hemp, but I also rape good women and men with children.

The young man who was snatched by me was locked in the chief's office by me. When I was dealing with work, he curled up in the desk and served me at my feet.

When I closed the door of the chief's office, his nightmare began.

According to the news from unknown channels, I exercised with him for a day and a night in the legendary place on the top floor of the port building, and he didn't have a piece of good meat all over his body.

After the exercise was completed, the poor black-haired young man with black eyes and scars all over his body had no choice but to jump down from the top floor because of my extortion.

But what the young man never expected was that I had such a powerful ability to catch him, and he didn't die when he fell.

He was locked again on the top floor to accept my requests day and night, and endured the torment.

Not only that, I also sent my driver, Sakunosuke Oda, and my thug, Nakahara Nakaya, to his home to bring his son.

Through evil means, I successfully alienated the relationship between him and his son, and made his son call me Dad.

A five or six-year-old boy who is not very sensible was held in my arms and called my father affectionately, but his real father looked disappointed and aggrieved, but he dared not move forward to take him back from my arms because of my lust. My baby, I can only watch from a distance.

As for why I am so kind to this child.

Those people also thought of the answer for me, they thought I was trying to cultivate.I always liked teenagers who looked about [-] or [-] years old. This young man in his twenties was already considered old, but his appearance fit my aesthetics, so he became my temporary item.

Nine times out of ten, I'm going to switch hands to this little boy with the same black hair and iris eyes after I'm tired of playing with good women.

For this reason, the young men and women with brown eyes and black curly hair in the organization were all in danger, discussing whether to dye their hair just in case.

Of course, there are also those who feel that I have a good talent and are ready to come to me to recommend themselves as pillow seats.

Although I always knew that my style review was victimized, I thought it was fun for them to misunderstand, but I didn't expect the news to be so wonderful...

As long as Mr. Dazai appeared in front of everyone, he became the object of my gossip, and little Dazai even persecuted me twice when he was 14 years old and five years old. I am really wronged!

If I hadn't been curious for a while, I would never have thought that my subordinates would see me this way.Such a look of both of them trembling in front of me, is it because they are worried about being raped by me? ? ?

I don't even look at the bulging biceps on my body, how can I be able to eat with such a strong appearance, how can I be so hungry.

What unknown informant came to report, Chief Mori suddenly worked hard today, and put the young man in the next office.

Although it was placed next door, Chief Mori was obviously not at ease, so he stretched out the vines to visit from time to time. Although the vines carried thick documents every time, who would not know the truth?

I was dumbfounded when I heard this, isn't the truth that the leader Zai is helping me with my work, don't they all know that the leader Zai is helping me with my work?

My doubts only lasted for a while, and soon I heard the truth from their mouths.It turns out that I did such an evil thing to the leader Zai!

In their most evil discussion, my vine roots disguised as supernatural powers have some magical effects because of their strange effects of being soft or hard, and the new big tree that is obviously under my control now.

...they are really too much!How can these be used together on Dazai-kun to make the youth into such and such postures.

Oh my goodness, a possibility I hadn't even thought of before!

After only listening to a few words, I retracted the vine in fright, and I felt the heat on my face.

My name is Mori Ogai, I am 32 years old, today I understand one thing, why people should not be too boring.

When people are too bored, they will want to find something to do, want to eat melons and watch the excitement or something, and then it is easy to have accidents, and it is easy to overturn the car and cause accidents, and become the excitement in the eyes of others.

I wanted to eat melons and watch the excitement, but I overturned, and I completely lost my reputation within the port mafia.

The author has something to say: Sen: Zai Zai misunderstood me...

Wu Zhenzai: And me, Mr. Mori, everyone doesn't know my existence!

Sen: Don't come!