Time passed quickly, the bastard Dazai's birthday was not long, and he brought back two dirty children on the day he was promoted to a cadre.

It's Akutagawa, the iron-headed boy, and Xiaoyin.

"Ah, the plot is finally about to begin."

Zhong Yuanzhong also felt that he seemed to see the dawn of getting rid of the sea of ​​suffering.

Sure enough, soon, he received the task of suppressing the rebellion in the west.

"Hahahahahahahahahahaha"

He is very proud.

As a member of the script team or director team who knew the script for a long time, Nakahara Nakahara has long been on business trips to other places. The rebel forces in the west are almost repaired.

Hehehe, it doesn't take as long as in the original book, I can come back in five days.

Nakahara Chuya: Surprise the boss.

Mori Ogai: I didn't want this surprise, thank you.

Mori Ogai looked deeply at Chuya Nakahara, who was half kneeling in front of him, and felt his head hurt.

"Mr. Zhongye, your efficiency is quite high..."

Zhong Yuan Zhong also half-kneeled and lowered his head, no one could clearly see the pride on his face.

Do you still need to look at it, Mr. Zhongye, your background is all fluffy.

Mori Ogai's expression became particularly sinister in an instant, "Since Chuya-kun is so capable, here is another mission to go to North America."

"No, boss..."

Nakahara Chuya raised his head abruptly, but before he finished speaking, Mori Ogai waved his hand to stop him from continuing.

Mori Ogai looked at him seriously, "Nakaya-kun, no matter where you learned about it, I hope you can calm down, put aside all selfishness, and truly make a decision that is beneficial to the port mafia."

Abandon all selfishness, huh?

"Yes, boss."

Zhongyuan Zhong also sank as water. After walking out of the chief's office, he heard the heavy door close behind him with a bang, and he couldn't help heaving a long sigh.

"Sorry, Odasaku-sensei."

The elevator descended rapidly, and the scenery outside flashed past, blurring into a ball of illusory light and shadow.

He bumped into Dazai Osamu who hurried over outside the Ganghei Building.

"Chuya, are you going to North America again?"

Didn't you just come back?

Osamu Dazai vaguely felt that something was about to happen, and in an inexplicable panic, he reached out his hand to grab Chuya Nakahara's clothes.

But it just passed by.

Nakahara Nakaya walked a few steps, turned his back to Osamu Dazai, and said in a low voice:

"Be careful, Dazai."

As a partner with a bad relationship, he can only say so much.

"What do you mean?" Dazai Osamu murmured.

But no one can answer, and Zhongyuan Zhong has already gone far.

Not long after he walked out, he saw one of his subordinates waiting for him in a parked car.

Nakahara Chuya: Boss really wants to send me away...

Zhong Yuan helplessly supported his forehead, "Thank you, just send me to Haneda Airport."

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Mori Ogai's desire to let him go offline was obvious, everything was ready, and Chuya Nakahara had nothing to say about it.

On the plane, he finished browsing the partner of this cooperation - the organization in black.

"What, is there really such a perfunctory organization with a name?" Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't help complaining. At this time, he selectively ignored his own port mafia, which was not much better.

As soon as he got off the plane, Zhong Yuanzhong, who had no luggage and nothing to do, met someone who came to pick him up.

He's a handsome hybrid.

"I'm Bourbon."

"Central Plains Central."

After the two shook hands in a friendly manner, the man code-named Bourbon arranged for Zhongya Zhongya to stay in the hotel.

The Central Plains is still waiting patiently, and seizes all the time casually, code weaving too.

To be honest, after more than half a year of hard work, the ID [I'm still in the growth period] has become a big hand in the Zhitai forum, a treasure of the town.

There are countless Xiaokes blowing rainbow farts every day when they go online, and it feels so happy to be smart and eat CP together.

After breakfast the next day, someone knocked on the door.

Or bourbon.

"Let's go, the person in charge of this negotiation is me."

Zhongya Zhongyuan saw the white Mazda RX-7FD3S as soon as he got out of the hotel, and couldn't help but praise, "It's so handsome."

The sleek appearance and classic lines of Mazda's third-generation RX-7 are very popular. Coupled with the famous 13B rotary engine, the FD3S chassis has become one of the most iconic performance models in Mazda's history. 【1】

What's more, coupled with the modification of the car owner, the whole car is full of a few words of personal unique understanding of aesthetics.

"Clean but not simple..." Zhongyuan Zhong also added another sentence. After seeing this car that can be said to be a work of art, he made a brief summary, "Elegant taste."

"Good taste."

Amuro smiled, and invited Nakahara Nakahara, who seemed like a fellow at first glance, "Come on, let me show you her charm."

"Okay."

Zhongyuan Zhong also readily agreed, what is the negotiation?I have no idea.

Therefore, when Gin called, Amuro Toru and Nakahara Nakahara were also indulging in the speed and passion, completely forgetting about business.

After the call was connected, for a while, the gin on the other end could only hear the whistling of the wind.

Gin, whose face was blurred by the wind: ...

"Bourbon..." Gin's voice carried a trace of dissatisfaction and sullenness, reaching the ears of the two crazy car gods:

"How's the collaboration going?"

amount……

Amuro Toru and Nakahara Chuya looked at each other, not knowing how to answer.

Toru Amuro was a little annoyed. Originally, he couldn't be so unreliable. The main reason is that the ability of this preparatory cadre of Hong Kong gangsters is too easy to use. A real man can't refuse the pleasure of his car flying over the eaves and walls of the reinforced concrete jungle of high-rise buildings! ! !

The same is true for Zhongyuanzhong. The little brother of this black organization is really good at driving. He can actually drive on the rails, which is admirable.

So...they raced like crazy...

"Ahem, now I have found out the extremely deep personal information hidden by the representative of Hong Kong gangsters, and even his hobbies are well known."

Toru Amuro spoke nonsense without changing his face.

Gin: "Oh, do you think I'll believe it?"

How did you find out, go deep into the enemy camp, and sacrifice your life to play with him?

Even Bourbon, who has always been reliable, has lost his mind, and Gin sometimes feels that the future of the organization is really worrying.

Gin: None of them can work.

He threatened sinisterly:

"Now, immediately, come back to me immediately, I will supervise your work!!!"

Toru Amuro:  …

"There's no need for that."

"Stop talking nonsense."

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