Yokohama troublemakers

"The former leader passed away due to illness. Before he died, he left an order to let me succeed. Mr. Dazai next to me is the witness. Do you have any doubts about the order of the leader?"

The middle-aged man with his hair combed back stood upright with his hands behind his back, smiling, his restrained and sharp eyes swept across the people who were clearly not looking good. The red scarf around his neck was slightly shaken by the wind from the air conditioner next to him.

As one of the most illegal organizations in Yokohama, the Port Mafia owns a prime location in Yokohama. This super high-rise building stands on the prime location. A panoramic view of Yokohama.

Now in the chief's office on the top floor, there are dozens of people who are not good at looking at their aura, and the atmosphere of confrontation is strong.

Osamu Dazai stood three meters away from Mori Owai, taking in the expressions of everyone in front of him. There was no youthful vigor in his eyes, and his kite-colored pupils were full of black, very dark.

"Do you think we will believe such words?" A muscular middle-aged man said in a deep voice, full of explosives, "How could the leader of the previous generation give up the position of leader to an exclusive doctor."

Standing next to the man, an old man with gray hair but not bad spirits nodded in agreement: "That's right, it's impossible to say that there is nothing tricky in it."

"But that's the truth," Mori Ogai spread his hands and sighed innocently, "The thing has already happened, and there is no monitoring in the leader's bedroom, but Dazai-kun witnessed the moment when the leader left his last words—"

As he said that, Mori Ogai's tone became oppressive: "Are you going to disobey the leader's order?"

Dazai Osamu's voice lacked interest: "The three rules of the port mafia, the first is that the leader's orders must be absolutely obeyed. You seem to have violated it."

"It's just a brat," the middle-aged man who spoke just now said disdainfully, looking at Osamu Dazai with contempt, "I advise you to quit by yourself, otherwise——"

"Otherwise?" Osamu Dazai suddenly had light in his eyes, eager to know what the middle-aged man said otherwise.

"Our subordinates are all outside..."

"Ding--"

The elevator behind everyone suddenly made a clear and ethereal sound, making the vigilant people turn their heads immediately.

The curvature of Sen Ouwai's lips deepened, and the smile at the corners of his eyes became stronger. The inevitable sharp edge flashed through his eyes. He took a step forward, as if welcoming someone coming out of an elevator.

Walking out of an elevator that is too spacious compared to ordinary elevators, it is a young boy, wearing a white shirt, a black suit vest, and a black coat, walking out of the elevator breathlessly When he came out, he looked sleepy, and his white half-length hair made him look even more lifeless.

"Are you the assistant who often follows the doctor?" Someone soon recognized the identity of the person.

There were other people in the elevator, but only the boy was standing, and the others were lying in the elevator, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

"My subordinate?!" The middle-aged man recognized the face of one of them, his expression was stunned, "How could he?!"

Another old man also recognized his subordinate's face in the pile of "dead corpses" whose life and death were unknown. He was shocked, thought of something, turned his toes, and ran to the glass window at a speed that did not match the speed of the old man, and slammed down see.

"Don't worry about it," Osamu Dazai said in a nasty tone, "The Sakai Banquet must be over."

The old man turned his head and said in a firm tone, "Impossible! It is absolutely impossible for a mere brat to kill my elite troops."

Without saying a word, Sakai Yan raised his right arm and moved the five fingers of his right hand slightly.

"Old man," said Sakai Yan, "people must recognize the reality, and don't scream like a kid. My name is Sakai Yan."

"you……"

Just as the gray-haired old man was about to take a step forward, he felt a sting on his face. He stared suspiciously, and with the help of the light from outside, something shone in his vision.

That's - the thin line!

He wanted to reach out again, but he felt a sense of hindrance when he lifted it less than five centimeters. At some point, the room was covered with thin wires!

"Supernatural." The middle-aged man's contemptuous eyes no longer looked serious.

"Jingwan." The old man said in a deep voice, and out of the dozen or so people in suits, one person walked out in response.

"Young man, don't be arrogant just because you have supernatural powers," the old man lifted his chin triumphantly, "I just happen to have a person who can restrain your supernatural powers. Fire can burn the thread."

"The sharp blade can cut it too." The middle-aged man said, calling out one of his subordinates.

Sakai Yan looked at Mori Ogai standing in front of the mahogany desk. During this period, Mori Ogai had been watching everything that happened with those deep eyes. Seeing him looking at him, Mori Ogai only smiled at him.

It's really troublesome, why is this man always doing so much, Sakai Yan complained in his heart, and the man who was said to use fire approached him quickly.

The man stretched out his right hand, and a flame burst out from his upward palm, which burned the thin thread blocking the way in front of him. The closer he was to Sakai Banquet, the more confident his expression became.

Osamu Dazai watched the man die with great interest.

Sakai Yasuo was thinking about what Mori Ogai meant, and the time he spent thinking made that person come closer, until he finally got so close that he had to withdraw from his thinking.

The man yelled fiercely, and hit Sakai Yan directly with his flaming fist.

Sakai Yan's eyelids twitched, he dodged this disfiguring or concussive punch, and nimbly received a side kick. As expected, he was dodged by that person.

"Is this what your people are capable of?" The middle-aged man looked at Mori Ogai provocatively.

He probably forgot the fact that their subordinates were caught by Sakai Yan just now.

A puppet-like suspended object emerged from behind Sakai Yan, with a purple outline on the outside, and purple flames emerged from the two eyeholes without eyeballs. After one emerged, the figure shook, and soon turned into two, respectively. Grabbed towards the two supernatural beings.

"What is this?" The middle-aged man looked vigilantly at the strange puppets that suddenly appeared. These two puppets had an ominous aura.

Sakai Yan controlled two puppets with his right hand to fight against the two supernatural beings. The surface of the puppets was so hard that only the joints could be broken. The puppet was not affected, and was still manipulated by the silk thread on its body.

Destroy the line!

The two supernatural beings came to their senses one after another, and attacked the thread on the puppet, but to their surprise, the thread that could be easily destroyed just now became extremely strong on the puppet!Their first wave of attacks was actually ineffective, not only ineffective, but also the ominous shadow of the puppet was approaching.

"Uh!"

"what!"

The two flew upside down and hit the wall.

Everyone was shocked, can't fire and sharp blade destroy the line?

"That's why I find it troublesome. Some people always think that my thread can be cut with a knife." Sakai Yan lowered his eyelids, "Mr. Mori, can I solve them directly?"

"Don't talk big, but you're just a little brat..." The middle-aged man still sternly said, but now he is a bit harsh.

"Okay, Mr. Yan, they are old people who have served Hong Kong gangsters for many years, so they can't be so rude." Mori Ogai clapped his hands three times to draw everyone's attention, his gentle voice did not intend to reprimand.

Sakai Yan took back the strings in the room, the two puppets did not take them back, but recalled them, they floated quietly behind him, Sakai Yasu only left his right hand outside, and put his left hand into the pocket of the coat he was wearing.

"Little ghosts are generally impolite." Sakai Yan said.

"Actually, I don't want to go head-to-head with all the old people who have made contributions to Hong Kong gangsters." Mori Ou looked regretful, "Anyway, the former leader did appoint me as the next leader. I am the leader, and you have violated the regulations. It's a pity to disobey the leader's order, I have to send you to the dungeon."

"Mori Ogai, you!" The middle-aged man was furious.

Mori Ogai still carried his hands on his back, and he didn't have any fear of the middle-aged man and his subordinates who rushed over.

"Banquet Lord."

Yasuo Sakai's right hand pulled the thin strings on the puppet's body, but the puppet did not let them touch a corner of Mori Ogai, and it was resolved before they touched it.

"Clap clap clap."

Osamu Dazai applauded, and said briskly: "Yan Jun's ability is really useful."

"Yan-kun, you did a good job this time." Mori Ogai walked behind the desk, pulled out the chair and sat down, crossed his hands in front of his face, and looked at Sakai Yan with a smile.

Sakai Yasuna stared at Mori Ogai with his pure black eyes.

Mori Ogai said: "I know what you want to say. This is the latest investigation report. It is related to the murderer who killed your parents and your sister. I just took office recently, and I have a lot of things to deal with. I have been busy for a while, and it is revenge when."

He said, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the dangerous beast breath exuded from his bones: "How can you say that you are now a member of the Port Mafia."

Sakai Yan walked forward silently, took the thick report from Mori Ogai, the two puppets behind him disappeared into the air, he browsed the report quietly, Mori Ogai did not make a sound, with A conniving smile.

"Yan-kun." Mori Ogai didn't say anything, but Dazai Osamu did.

Sakai Ban guessed that what Osamu Dazai said was useless, so he didn't even lift his eyelids.

This young man who looks like a child on the outside, but is actually full of black mud and is not a "child" at all, is a complete suicidal maniac, with the goal of suicide success, and is extremely vicious.

"Hey, let me tell you, after you succeed in revenge, don't you lose your life goals?" Osamu Dazai said with a smile.

Sakai Yan looked up at him.

Osamu Dazai continued: "After the revenge is successful, there will be no purpose in life, and life will be meaningless, right?"

He blinked his iris-colored eyes, trying to be cute, but Sakai Yan was no longer confused by his appearance, twitched the corners of his mouth, and continued to look down at the report.

"Dazai-kun," Mori Ogai said disapprovingly, "I'm short of manpower here, and I can't wait to break one into two. Yan-jun is one of my current trump cards. You can't trick him into following you."

The author has something to say: Open the article~

There are a few twists and turns, because the content of the previous copywriting did not meet the regulations, so it was changed, and the content related to that stalk has also been changed. Counting the previous changes related to the anime, this outline has been revised twice. I hope the little angels will bear with me.

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