How Retired Mentors Get Into the Leaders of Hong Kong Gangsters

Time passes and waits for no one.

With a good biological clock, Zongzhi woke up early in the morning even though he went to bed very late on the first day.

The quilt around her was already cold, leaving only a few strands of black hair beside the pillow.This is not the first time this happened. Soji felt that Mori Ogai must have returned to Hong Kong to be a social animal.

After lying on the bed for a while, just when he was about to fall asleep in a daze, he heard a strange loud noise, and then smelled a burning smell.

Since the chef in charge of the candlestick, Mitsutada Kiri, was in Honmaru, the last time Soji smelled this smell was at the house of his cousin Mori Kogoro.

There is always something that people are not very good at.Even though Fei Yingli has a strong personality, she is completely messed up when it comes to cooking.The things he made were comparable to Biyangqi's poisonous dishes, and Zongzhi, who was preparing for the exam, often had the illusion that he was still in Vengley.

Now that familiar smell is back.

Zongzhi's nerves were tense and he couldn't sleep anymore.

After hurriedly putting on his clothes, he followed the burnt smell all the way to the kitchen, and Zongzhi saw that his clean and tidy kitchen was now a mess.

"..."

The walls were covered with the dead remains of eggs, and the original tiles were scorched black by the flames.The most unbelievable thing is that the pot lid is tremblingly embedded in the ceiling.

Even with all his imagination, Zongzhi couldn't think of how one person could ruin the kitchen like this.

Hearing footsteps behind him, Mori Ogai, who had enjoyed a lot of service from the other party last night, turned around stiffly, with a slightly embarrassed smile on his face.

"Songzhi-kun, I really didn't mean to."

God knows that Mori Ogai just wanted to use his cooking skills to keep the other party after he finished being a social animal, so that the other party would not run away with a group of men who might have cheated on him.

It's fine to go out with the shorts, what about adult men in military uniforms, Kurosawa Jin, and Rantang all obediently staying in Yokohama to work?

But the wish is beautiful, the reality is miserable.After successfully blowing up the microwave oven, Mori Ogai found that the progress of the matter seemed to be different from what he thought.

It's strange, obviously it went smoothly when I used a beaker to make instant noodles.

Mori Ogai, who didn't realize the difference between instant noodles and real cooking, stretched out his claws on the stove after blowing up the microwave oven.

Put the pot on the stove and turn it on, watching the tongue of flame licking the bottom of the pot bit by bit, Mori Ogai was still full of confidence in himself.

Who would have thought that this pot would explode in just a blink of an eye?

Even Alice, who was supposed to figure out a solution with him, screamed "Rintaro is going to cook!" when he started cooking, and then disappeared, abandoning him as the master.

In fact, Alice is indeed worthy of Mori Ogai's supernatural ability, and she knows too much about Mori Ogai's cooking skills.

Children's eyes can always see the adult's bravery and self-confidence. When the lid of the pot was embedded in the ceiling, Mori Ogai proved that his cooking skills are really hopeless.

To make matters worse, the person next to him who had a good impression on him also came.

Although Mori Ogai's skin was thicker than the city wall, the feeling of public execution was simply embarrassing.

Seeing Mori Ogai eager to shrink into the crack of the wall, Soji pressed his forehead, "I believe you really didn't mean it."

This is really not an effect that can be blown up on purpose.Ordinary people may not be able to fry the kitchen so creatively even if they follow the tutorial.

Although the ceiling of his house is not a reinforced concrete structure, it is still produced by the Skylark Consortium, and the quality is guaranteed.God knows how cruelly the pot lid has been treated so that it can be inserted in such a posture.

Just when Zongzhi wanted to say ten thousand words in his heart, but he didn't know where to spit out too much, Zhongyuan Zhong also rushed into the kitchen with his ochre-colored messy hair.

Seeing the kitchen as if a typhoon had passed through, Nakaya, who was only a child, fell into silence.

He was originally reviewing the law test with his head hanging on his head, but he was shocked by the loud noise and forgot all the laws.When I hurried to the kitchen, I saw such a scene.

"Ah... Is this an accident or an illegal damage to other people's property?"

The dizzy Nakaya, who had already reviewed it, had criminal law in his head besides criminal law.

The third one who ran over was Lan Tang, who couldn't be idle because the older one was studying.When Zhongye was studying for the law test, he, the parent, was not idle, so he was reading articles next door to Zhongye.

As soon as he stepped into the kitchen, the melancholy Frenchman answered subconsciously, "If the subjectivity and objectivity are not unified, accidents must be determined."

Zongzhi suddenly felt that the home was full of learning atmosphere.

"Moneji-kun, I think the food is still edible." Seeing the atmosphere getting weirder, Mori Ogai carefully took out a bowl from behind, which contained a lump of unknown black objects.

It was something that seemed to be edible after he had managed to find it after frying the kitchen.

Although it was wrong to trample on the opponent's intentions, Zongzhi couldn't treat this lump of food as food anyway.

Between trampling on Mori Ogai's mind and forcing himself to eat this lump of unknown object, Zongzhi naturally chose the former.

Although a person is doomed to embrace death from the moment he is born, he is still young, a child, and there is no need to endure such hardships in life.

"It just so happens that it's not too early, Mr. Zhongye and Mr. Lantang, please inform the others that we will leave for Tokyo for breakfast immediately."

But fortunately, he is still a conscientious person. Before leaving as if fleeing, he added, "Let's leave the kitchen as it is, anyway, it's going to be redecorated."

Mori Ogai, whose heart had been trampled upon, looked at the opponent's back with a cloudy expression.

Could it be that his cooking is really so unpalatable?

The leader of the Hong Kong gangsters who refused to accept his fate looked at the food that seemed to be smoldering in his hands, tried to stir up such a small lump, and mustered up great courage to stuff the unknown substance into his mouth.

The complex taste explodes on the taste buds, and the unique taste blooms on the tip of the tongue.The taste bombardment that he had never experienced before pierced the cerebral cortex, making it seem like manjusawa on the other side were blooming in front of his eyes.

The passage of time seemed to lose its meaning, and fragments of memory flashed back before his eyes like a marquee.I don't know how long it took before Mori Ogai opened his eyes in a daze, and what he saw was the pure and flawless ceiling of the hospital.

He felt as if he had stepped into a strange place, but recalling it carefully seemed to be another illusion.

His brain seemed to be a little rusty after being idle for too long, he stared at the ceiling in confusion, and it took him a while to regain his senses.

The instruments in the hospital were ticking, and the sound was very regular. Mori turned his head from the outside and saw that there was medicine in his hand that was continuously injected into his vein through the needle.

When Mori Ogai woke up, Osamu Dazai was bored and opened a can of crab meat in the ward.Judging by the amount of cans piled up around him, Osamu Dazai has been guarding in the ward for a long time.

When he saw Osamu Dazai, Mori Ogai felt an inexplicable touch in his heart.Although he knew that this student's belly was full of black mud, he might have no good intentions, but at least he didn't wake up alone in the ward.

As for Soji-kun, Mori Ogai never thought about it at first.It is true that he really wants to catch up with the other party, but the other party may not care that much about him.

As far as money and sex are concerned, what else can he expect?

"Yo, Mr. Mori, you're awake." When Mori Ogai moved his gaze to Dazai Osamu, Dazai Osamu had already noticed it.

Instead of the coat Mori Ogai gave him today, he was wearing a very formal black suit.Although there are still bandages wrapped around his body, which looks like a waste device for bandages, his hair is neatly combed.

What is more interesting is that there is a flower in his chest pocket, which looks like he is going to attend some important event.

Ever since he killed the previous leader, Mori Ogai, who always felt that Osamu Dazai might follow suit, felt that the other party was trying to usurp the throne.

But the thought swirled around in his mind before he threw it to the back of his mind.

Hong Kong is black and poor.In addition to recruiting a few people with different abilities, there is not much need to worry about manpower, taking over Hong Kong and Hei is better than starting from scratch.

Facing Mori Ogai's gaze, Osamu Dazai jumped from the stool to the ground, with a bright and innocent smile on his face.

Can Mori Ogai not know that the student is a black mud spirit?Once Osamu Dazai smiled like that, it meant that someone must be unlucky.Now Mori Ogai suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Mr. Mori, if you don't wake up, you will delay my going to the wedding." While pouring the canned crab meat into his mouth, Osamu Dazai said a lot of information.

Wedding, whose wedding?

There were several rows of acquaintances in his head. Mori Ogai thought of Fukuzawa Yukichi from Hong Kong and Hei, and even thought of Mr. Natsume who was an orphan. Anyway, he never thought that someone who got married would have the courage to invite Dazai.

Inviting Osamu Dazai to the wedding is like leaving an Erha alone at home, who knows what will happen?

Seeing Mori Ogai's doubts, Osamu Dazai smiled even more happily.

"After all, Mr. Mori has been in a coma for a month. It is natural not to know that he has been in a coma from autumn to winter." Dazai Osamu deliberately kept it a secret here.

Seeing that his teacher's expression became more and more sinister, he revealed the answer to the puzzle with evil intentions, "Today I am going to attend the wedding of Mr. Zongzhi. Mr. Mori is not surprised or surprised?"

After speaking, Osamu Dazai slipped out of the ward humming a song in a particularly happy mood, leaving Mori Ogai alone in the ward doubtful of life.

Looking at the white ceiling of the hospital, Mori Ogai felt as if he had missed a whole season of the plot.

What happened to him? Why is Zongzhi-kun getting married all of a sudden?

No, no, who is Zongzhi-kun going to marry?

#The person I like is getting married, but the groom doesn’t seem to be me, I always feel like a forest has grown on my head

The author has something to say: Successful landing

It may not be updated tomorrow, even if it is updated, it should not be on time at 9 o'clock. I need to check my eyesight and get glasses again

I haven't had an optometry for almost five years, and I feel that my pupils may be dilated...

small theater--

Mr. Fukumori: I feel like I missed several seasons

Osamu Dazai: Yes, Mr. Mori, you did miss several seasons

Lan Tang: Well, all the tutors that Da Er was so angry with have been found.

Gin: the world is quiet

Gin is performing hard, and has successfully brought the men's group to the world

Belmode: Even I went to the house and ate the meal at Mr. Maori's house

Vodka: Have a meal with the big brother

Renye Karasuma: Wait, how about a big winery? ? ?

感谢在2020-10-0505:52:10~2020-10-0608:40:48期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 150 bottles of Xiayue; 10 bottles of Kaikai, Chunhuaqiuyue;

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