Port Mafia Play House

Accompanying Zhong also finished the last bottle of intravenous drip, and after confirming that there was no other problem with his health, Oda was hurriedly recalled to work.

It was destined to be an extraordinary night for the Port Mafia.

The current leader died of illness, and before he died, he announced that the throne would be handed over to Sen Owai, who was his personal doctor. A conflict broke out between the two forces that night, and ended in the failure of the previous generation.

One cadre died accidentally during the conflict, and there were four remaining. Mori Ougai wooed the neutral chief and Ozaki Koyo, who was in charge of intelligence, and it was almost a tie.

The bottom layer took the opportunity to flee, while the middle layer quietly stood in line. Under the peaceful appearance, there was an undercurrent. Whether it was hostile forces or friendly forces, many eyes were on this piece of cake, eager to find an opportunity to get a piece of it.

After lying in the intensive care unit for a day in August, his vital signs recovered and he was transferred to the general ward.

And when he regained consciousness, it was already three days later.

The headache felt like it was about to explode, and every breath seemed to smell like blood. Before August opened his eyes, he was brainwashed by Ji Guang's wailing.

[August woo woo woo you finally woke up woo woo! 】

A Zanpakuto ghost howls like a wolf.

[I thought you would never wake up again, whoa, whoa, whoa! 】

Hayakawa August: "..."

Hayakawa August: "Can you stop cursing me?"

Ji Guang burst into tears.

[Listen to me—Sen Owai is really scary! 】

That night, Hayakawa went to solve the problem of Osamu Dazai, and Yoshimitsu could only "witness" the "death" of his ancestors on his behalf.

Lying on the bed in August, Ji Guang babbled a lot of incoherent talk—to sum up, just two sentences.

He was picked up by Sen Owai.

Now Sen Owai regards it as August's humanoid ability.

Hayakawa August: "..."

I'm so angry, I don't know whether to be angry with Yoshimitsu, Dazai Osamu, or myself.

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Jiguang knew he was wrong, and retired after confessing his "crime". August closed his eyes and lay down for a long time before he felt that the myocardial infarction was not so severe.

Forget it, it's all life.

Fortunately, he kept his back move, so he should be able to recover a little bit from his current passivity.

The sunlight that I haven't been in contact with for a long time is too dazzling, and my body is so heavy that I don't look like my own. August tried to sit up with his arms, but he lost half of his strength. He resigned to his fate and lay back on the bed, feeling grateful and angry at the same time.

Fortunately, when he got angry at that time, he healed all of Zhongye's injuries without hesitation, otherwise the boy would have suffered a lot!

What is angry is that the two cubs fought and were injured so badly.

It seems that I have to teach Dazai a good lesson in the future...

August lowered her eyes.

However, who knows if there will be a future.

Just as he was thinking, Zhong Yuanzhong walked in from the door holding the lunch box.

"August!" Nakahara Chuya's eyes widened, he threw the lunch box in his hand on the ground casually, and almost ran towards him, "August! You finally woke up..."

He lowered his head and covered his expression with his hair, but his hands were clenched tightly, and the hospital gown was wrinkled.

August raised his hand helplessly and touched his head, "Okay, I can't die, don't cry..."

"Bah! Don't talk nonsense!" Zhong Yuanzhong also said viciously, and then retorted, "Who cried? I didn't cry!"

August smiled: "Well, we are also the strongest."

Zhong Yuanzhong was also coaxed away by his perfunctory coaxing: "August, I'm already fourteen, okay..."

He immediately took out his mobile phone, "By the way, I have to call Brother Oda."

"He said that when you wake up, let me call him as soon as possible. He has something to ask you."

August:"…"

Hayakawa August's smile froze on his face.

It's over, forget about this big boss.

If in the port mafia, the boss of August is Mr. Mori, then in Hayakawa's house, the boss of August is Oda Sakunosuke.

As the pinnacle of this family's force value, whether it is Hayakawa August or Central Plains Chuya, they can only be suppressed.

Fortunately, the big boss still has a job, so he gave August Yuanlie, oh no, time to organize his words.

At dusk, Sakunosuke Oda arrived at the battlefield with the takeaway pizza he ordered in August.

"Hey—why don't you give it to me!" August felt wronged.

He couldn't get out of bed for the time being, so he could only lean pitifully on the hospital bed that was shaken to 60 degrees, while drinking the tasteless porridge, while watching the two of them feasting in front of him.

"You haven't eaten for three or four days. The doctor said that you can't eat such greasy food directly." Oda Sakunosuke said calmly.

"Then you guys still buy pizza! Wow!" August complained, "You've learned badly from Sakunosuke! You've learned badly!"

The air pressure around Oda Sakunosuke dropped instantly—although he was still expressionless, for some reason, August seemed to see Hell Shura behind him.

Didn't this person really climb up from the gate of hell! ?

Oda? Great Demon King? Sakunosuke: "Then explain to me...how did you end up like this? Huh?"

Hayakawa August: "..."

Hayakawa August: "I said that's it..."

August briefly explained the matter to him from the beginning to the end, of course, some places were slightly modified.

For example, according to the meaning of Mori Ogai, Yoshimitsu is said to be his humanoid ability.

For example, a little beautification of Osamu Dazai's revenge.

"Damn it! That bastard mackerel really lied to me!" Zhongyuan Zhong was also indignant, "If I believe him again, I'm a dog!"

"Zhongye..." August smiled, "It's so easy to be led by others, it seems that tracking and anti-tracking, game theory and psychology should be looked at..."

Nakahara Chuya: "..."

I'm not I didn't stop talking nonsense!

It's none of my business!Damn it, it's all that mackerel's fault!

When I see you again, I must beat him up!

"So, what's the matter with you?" Oda Sakunosuke saw blood suddenly, "Why did you go to the ICU when you were okay with Rantang?"

August sighed in her heart, thinking that what should come should come.

"Then I'll confess." He spread his hands, "Although I haven't told you before, I actually have supernatural powers, but I can't use them often..."

He said solemnly: "My supernatural ability is called Smiling Man. The effect is to increase my own healing ability by a hundred times. At the same time, I can transfer the negative state of others to myself."

Hearing this, Ji Guang couldn't hold back anymore.

【Ahahaha what the hell is the smiling man hahaha—but it does look like you, but this is not the work of a Japanese writer! ? 】

August gave him a shut-up look: "What can I do? Let alone supernatural powers, Sakunosuke can get to the bottom of it and chase him to another world!"

After finishing speaking, he also found it a little funny: "Speaking of which, if Sakunosuke knows that he is a literary giant in other worlds, he must be very happy."

The dream came true directly!

Oda Sakunosuke was thoughtful: "Is that so, because the healing ability is strong, so there is no external injury? To what extent, is it a transfer of the same injury?"

"Calculated according to the ratio." August said, "For example, if that person is on the verge of death, if it is transferred to me, it will also be a near-death injury."

"Oh, but." He added, "I can control how much the transfer is..."

As he spoke, he glanced in the direction of Chuya, and sure enough, he saw the child's clenched fist.

He shouted helplessly, "Chuya...I can't make it through, why don't you come here for a while."

Zhong Yuanzhong also lowered his head, walked to the side of the hospital bed, August gently stroked his clenched hand.

"It's not your fault..." He said softly, "Don't be sad, huh?"

People are really strange creatures. When they are alone, they will not make a sound even if their bones are broken.

But once someone stood behind him, with just a few words, all the lines of defense collapsed.

"But..." he murmured, "I'm sorry, it's all because I'm too weak..."

"If you're talking about force alone, I'm afraid there are only a handful of people in Yokohama who are stronger than Chuya?" August smiled, "It's not Chuya's problem."

Zhong Yuanzhong also pursed his lips, lowered his head and did not speak.

"August, I don't want this."

he muttered.

"I don't want to be protected by you all the time."

Even a little bit is fine.

I want to solve my own problems by myself.

I thought I could be of help to you guys.

I want to protect you.

August always looked down at the figure of the young man, and when he lay down suddenly, he realized that he had grown so tall.

At that time, the group who stuck to him and called him brother had grown up at some point and reached the age when he wanted to be alone.

His time flows too slowly, but the time of human beings is short, whether it is growing or aging.

He lowered his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth helplessly.

"Okay..." he said, "If this is Chuya's wish—it just so happens that I will probably have to change to a new job next."

"According to our agreement, high school must be completed, but before that, middle school can also work part-time in Hong Kong and black, how about it?"

Zhong Yuan's eyes brightened, "Really!"

"Well, there should be a shortage of people in Hong Kong and black right now." August smiled, "I will tell Mr. Mori, whether it's information or remuneration, what Chuya wants, just discuss it with Mr. Mori, and then work hard to get it Bar."