Please let me have a dog on a leash, okay?

"gameover."

The cold electronic sound without emotion makes people feel tense.

Osamu Dazai stretched his waist, lacking in interest, and threw the game console in his hand to Uncle Hirotsu.

Uncle Guangjin was at a loss when he caught the game console. He was not very used to these electronic products. He solemnly continued to complete the levels that Dazai had not finished. Of course, he failed.

He continued to struggle with the game console, and it was no surprise that he failed miserably.

Dazai and the others are on a mission, and they don't know why a doctor like me is doing such a dangerous mission.

Several low-level mafia members smuggled a batch of drugs and weapons, and were seen by other members during the transaction. In order not to expose their private transactions, they killed all the members who bumped into their transactions.

Dealing behind the back of the leader has already destroyed the deal of the port mafia. They are afraid that those who see their deal will kill the members to cover up the matter, but they are still found out.

Dazai's task this time is to wipe out those people who broke the rules and killed other members. This is a very simple task for Dazai.

The only thing that is not simple is that those few people have smuggled arms in their hands.

After confirming their location, Dazai led his members directly into their stronghold, shooting them brutally without saying a word.

Dazai stood outside with folded arms and looked at the scene inside, his eyes were faintly revealing excitement, the smell of blood made me sick to my stomach.

A grenade shot out from inside, and the distance between the grenade was getting closer and closer to us, and it was too fast for people to react. Dazai remained motionless as a mountain, and the grenade reflected in his eyes was getting closer and closer.

"What a lunatic!"

I cursed, dragging him to the ground rolled forward by the impact of the heat wave, and quickly found a bunker to hide.

My hair was slightly curled due to the heat, but Osamu Dazai was not even happy that he had escaped the catastrophe, and he was a little bit regretful.

"Are you crazy? If you want to die, can you not take me? This is a grenade, not a blank bomb. If you blow it up, you will die? Is there something wrong with your brain, Osamu Dazai?!"

I was so angry that I didn't care that he was my boss in essence, so I started yelling. What made me even more angry was his disregard for life.

This kind of indifference is not only for other people, but more for his own life.

There was a lot of dust on his face, and the bandages on his face were also dusty. I was not much better than him.

He sat on the ground, bent his legs, and looked at me with his head propped up, with a smile on his face, "Ah, Xiaobai is finally angry after dog-legging me for so long."

The blood is surging, if I use a knife in my hand now, I will definitely stab Osamu Dazai to death without hesitation, it's so irritating.

I was so angry that it was hard to vent, I raised my leg and kicked the stone we were avoiding hard.

Pain, pain, pain, pain to death!

Uncle Guangjin was very efficient, and it didn't take long to bring all the remaining people who were still alive to Dazai.

"Master Dazai, how should we deal with it?"

Dazai hooked his hands and gestured for him to have a gun.After getting the gun loaded, his whole body changed, his eyes were indifferent with the breath of hell.

The bullet casings fell to the ground, and those people were shot countless times. Even so, Dazai didn't stop pulling the trigger.

There was a hint of madness on his face, his eyes were stained red with blood, and even the corners of his clothes were splashed with blood.

The blood began to spread into the ground, and gradually spread, except for Dazai's bang bang gunshots, there was only the sound of rapid breathing.

Uncle Guangjin led his hands and lowered his head, apparently not the first time he saw such a scene.

"enough!"

Dazai did not stop.

"Osamu Dazai, that's enough!"

I yelled again before he stopped moving, turned his head and grinned, and the darkness from the abyss rushed into your mind.

I couldn't help shivering and took a step back.

He stretched out his hand to wipe the blood spattered on his face, drawing a red mark, and he could clearly smell the smell of blood and death from his body.

The black gun was thrown to other people. He clapped his hands and put away his frightening expression. He smiled softly and said, "I heard that Xiaobai hasn't killed anyone since he joined the Hong Kong gang." Woolen cloth."

I avoided his sight, "I am a doctor, and my purpose is to save lives and heal the wounded."

My hands are for saving, not killing.

"Really?" he questioned.

The eyes that looked at me were cold and emotionless, as if telling me that you were already being watched by me.

In fact, I did have his eye on me.

A few days later, during the liquidation of the traitors, I killed for the first time with my hands.

After Dazai caught the traitor, he didn't kill him immediately, but put the gun into my hand. I held the gun, knowing that the gun was stained with my body temperature.

Dazai sat next to me, knocked on the back of the chair, propped his head up and asked, "Yes, that's it, aim at his nose. Just one shot, bang, and he will die."

I took a deep breath, "Master Dazai, I'm just a doctor."

"A doctor's hand is used to save people, not to kill them?"

Dazai repeated what I said before, stood up, held my hand and adjusted the position of his genitals.

"The port mafia, you can't just save people without killing people."

The gun in his hand was aimed at the man's nose, my heart was beating very fast, Dazai stood next to me and felt my heartbeat, he murmured: "Your heart also feels your excitement intensifies Jumping."

He leaned close to my ear, breathing made my hairs stand on end, I want to throw away the gun in my hand and escape from this place, it is best to escape far away.

"As long as you press the trigger, you can feel the tenderness and pleasure of blood full of death splashing on your face." There was a trace of confusion hidden in his words.

The man who was bound was kneeling right in front of me, whimpering and unable to make any loud noises.Osamu Dazai thought he was noisy and told him to shut up completely.

"Why are you doing this."

"Why? It's super interesting to see how you constantly have to succumb in order to live!" Dazai said in a lively tone.

I gripped the gun tightly, pulled the trigger, threw the gun to Osamu Dazai, turned my head and walked out of the interrogation room amidst Dazai's smug laughter.

As soon as I walked out of the interrogation room, I felt uncontrollably nauseated. I raised my hand, and the palm was still white, but it gradually became red, getting redder and redder, and the redness made my eyes hurt.

I squatted in the corner and hugged my knees and couldn't help crying. The tight strings suddenly loosened.

I thought about my parents, would they blame me if they knew that I killed other people just to survive?

When people are in a state of confusion, they always like to dig into the dead end. I know very well that he would be whoever he was if I hadn’t fired this shot. I can only blame him for betraying Hong Kong gangsters.

"Interesting about your size."

"Dead pervert."

"Osamu Dazai is garbage!"

"Dazai is crazy!"

"Dazai Osamu, shall I hit you!"

While I was crying, Dazai Osamu, a black shadow enveloped me and blocked the light in front of me.I sniffed, looked up at the person in front of me, and continued to bury my head in my knees.

Dazai poked my head, "Ara, why don't you keep cursing?"

"Osamu Dazai dung beetle!"

I heard laughter, twisted my body, and covered my ears.

"What do I have in common with the dung beetle?"

I wiped away my tears fiercely, and stared at him with red eyes, "They are not human!"

I leaned against the wall and stood up, patted the ashes off my buttocks, and slammed him away, "Goodbye, Dazai-sama, never see you again!"

He caught up, rubbed my swollen face, and said with a smile, "To celebrate Xiaobai's first murder, Mr. Dazai invited Xiaobai to drink."

"Fart your mother! What's there to celebrate when you kill someone?!"

Osamu Dazai nodded, "Since killing is not easy to celebrate, let's celebrate Xiaobai for learning how to kill."

I stopped and looked at him squarely, "Is there any difference between these two?"

Dazai said: "There is a big difference. The latter is because Xiaobai grew up and learned to kill. The key point is learning."

My tears couldn't stop falling again, "I don't want to kill people, why did you force me? Why did you force me? Why?"

Osamu Dazai wiped away the tears on my face with his fingers, "In order to survive in Hong Kong, you need to learn how to accept death calmly, and even kill other people's lives calmly. If you can't do it, you want to live in the dark It does not exist without a trace of darkness in it. People are really strange, always entangled for the already clear purpose."

"I want to live and work hard to survive in this world. Osamu Dazai, you can't even find a reason to be in this world, why do you want to force me by pouring chicken soup on me?"

I wiped away my tears and gave him a middle finger, "Go away."

Dazai shook his head and said, "I kind of miss Kurihara Shiro, who was cautious before and tuned to suit me."

"Heh." I sneered, "After today, I'm not Kurihara Bai, I'm Niu Hulu Bai!"

When we arrived at Lupin, Osamu Dazai still persisted in asking me what Niuhulubai was.

"Go away, I don't want to see that ugly face of yours now, go die."

Wearing a dry leaf yellow suit and wearing glasses, the man with a scholarly air is Ango Sakaguchi, a Hong Kong black intelligence agent. I met him when I was drinking with Oda.

He sighed: "It's the first time for Dazai, who is a headache, to be so blatantly disgusted."

"It's as if you don't blatantly dislike him with your eyes." I glared at him, "What are you looking at, haven't you seen beautiful women drinking heavily?"

Osamu Dazai spit out the wine, pointed at me and said, "You? Beauty? No matter how you look at it, you are a thin bean sprout."

I slammed my wine glass on the table, "Choubi, shut up!"

Dazai narrowed his eyes, not to be outdone, and said, "Who do you say is uglier?"

I took a sip of wine, choked and bent over to cough, "Whoever should do it!"

"Bean sprouts!"

"Don't make trouble for ugly people!"

Dazai pointed to his face and asked, "Am I ugly?"

I nodded, "I'm glad you still have self-knowledge. Not only do you know that you are ugly, but you also use a bandage to cover half of your face in order not to scare others."

Oda, who had just arrived, heard this sentence as soon as he arrived, and said seriously: "It turns out that you, Dazai, covered half of your face because you are ugly."

Sakaguchi Ango held his forehead and said helplessly, "Don't participate in the battle at this time."

Dazai complained: "Oda Saku-kun's complaints are too inappropriate."

I was dissatisfied and said: "Why do you say that you are an ugly guy, go away, I'm annoying when I see you."

I rolled my eyes, drank the rest of the wine down my stomach, and walked up to Dazai with the glass in my hand.

I moved my ankle and kicked Osamu Dazai to an indescribable place, the pain made him scream.

I half-opened my eyes, full of pride.

"Dry, dry, Osamu Dazai!"