Miss Port Mafia Online Green Slaughter

*****

Some people will break down and yell when the person they like dies in front of them; some people will explode violently and viciously with unprecedented power when the person they like dies in front of them, making everyone All go to the funeral.

But Osamu Dazai didn't collapse, he didn't even let out a hoarse howl, his tightly shrunken pupils returned to normal with the blinking of long and curled eyelashes, quietly, almost reverently looking at the hanging hanging above his head. With a petite figure, he carefully watched the sharp and huge claws pass through Zhongye's body, and blood rolled out drop by drop from the fingertips, hitting the green grass on the ground.

Tick.

Tick.

Tick.

It's so noisy, Chuya, you are really too noisy.Can't you stop even when you're dead?Did the blood dripping on his heart give you the joy of getting revenge on yourself?

You little slug, are you taking revenge on me?

"Really." Dazai Osamu moved the corners of his lips and gave a chuckle, and slowly raised his head, as if he had returned to the fragile and soft appearance before, but there was no light in his pupils. "Don't touch other people's things casually, even if I touch it, I will be so angry that I want to kill your fingers that touched him, and chop off one by one for you to eat~"

Osamu Dazai's tone was still soft and smiling as usual, but it was a little too scary to be spoken by a gentle and smiling voice in such an atmosphere that made people creepy.

There is also a cold and chill erupting from him that is inconsistent with his temperament, which does not seem to be displayed by a young man with a soft temperament in front of him.

The three men embroidered with "L" tattoos who had seen the big scene raised their iron arms and kicked the frail young man in the abdomen hard under the gesture of the gray-haired old man's eyes. Dazai felt sad. When he bent down to vomit, the iron arm unceremoniously hit Dazai Osamu's fragile back. "Boy, you can only magnify your words..."

Before the words fell, the murderer only felt a sharp pain in his arm.After looking again, he realized that his arm had been cleverly turned around by the opponent, and he aimed exactly at his elbow and fired a shot.

The accuracy of the gun and the method is amazing!

"Wow." The young man scraped off the stains on the corners of his lips with his thumb, his sharp eyes remained unchanged, but the corners of his lips smiled softly. "It's not okay to use violence against a weak man."

A 1.9-meter-tall Key with a cropped head and a knife scar on his face, and Luther, who stood beside him with rough, short hair and triangular eyes, and obviously asymmetrical feet, saw his companion being injured, and immediately asked for help. Go catch Osamu Dazai. "Dare to fight in a four-on-one situation. You really can't think about it!"

"Since you want to die with him, I will help you!"

The two tall and strong men talked to each other there, and they didn't know where they hit Osamu Dazai, and the temperature of their whole body suddenly dropped by one degree.What responded to them was the black muzzle turned towards them.

"Don't move~ Although I haven't held a gun for a long time. But my marksmanship in the organization was also ranked at the top~"

Key and Luther froze for a short while, and then they were provoked into laughter by Osamu Dazai's gentle voice. The irony was heavy: In today's society, guns are no longer a must-kill weapon.

Because, both of them are supernatural beings.

"Ah la." Osamu Dazai looked at the two people's small movements with a smile, his bent pupils were innocent and cold, "I forgot to tell you, my ability is-no qualifications in the world. Anyone who touches me can't do it for the time being." Use the power."

The two of them looked at his palms belatedly, remembering that they had participated in the act of cutting Osamu Dazai back, their faces froze.On the contrary, the gray-haired old man remained calm, and his eagle-like eyes fell on Osamu Dazai.

"Reckless use of a gun is against the law."

"That's it." Osamu Dazai replied very briskly. "The bullets I use are Hong Kong black ones, and I won't have my fingerprints if I wear gloves~ Please don't worry, old man."

Osamu Dazai finished speaking briskly, his kite-colored peach eyes bent into crescent moons, the eyes were icy cold without the slightest element of pleasure in them.The finger that pulled the trigger quickly and accurately shot at the opponent's gear, and then two places on the chest,

He seemed to be playing a prank and harboring an innocent child, his eyes were gloomy and gloomy, and the smile on his lips was so innocent, he looked at the two men lying in a pool of blood with admiration, and finally felt that they were too noisy .

"You guys are so noisy~ I can't even appreciate it properly." Osamu Dazai pointed the gun at the throat of the opponent with a "bang", the skin between the throat sank, Bright red blood flowed out.

His marksmanship is so accurate that it almost makes people wonder if his saying "I haven't practiced for a long time" is a self-effacing statement, but he didn't know that when he was in Hong Kong and Hei, he was not suitable for physical fitness or close combat because of his special physique.Let his fighting belong to the lower middle level of Hong Kong and Black.On the contrary, marksmanship is one of the best in Hong Kong and Heilongjiang.

Osamu Dazai kept a smile on his lips, and shot the other two participants in the same way.Except for the white old man present, his dear monster grandson, Dazai Osamu raised his wrist high and leaned on his shoulder, tilted his head, made a naive and hesitant expression, and said briskly.

"As for you, just watch how your grandson died at the hands of Nakaya... as punishment. The child you love the most, the most distressed, and the most aggrieved, died at the hands of an unworthy abandoned son. Is there anything more tormenting than this?"

Osamu Dazai finished speaking gently, ignoring the angry look on the old man's flushed face, he tilted his head, his eyes were cold.

"Hey, how long will the illusion last? It should be over."

*****

Dazai Osamu responded with a slight chuckle at the end and a crisp finger snap.

-"Snapped."

The surrounding environment successfully receded, and the three people whom the old man deliberately found were lying on the ground motionless, only the gray-haired old man looked at the scene in astonishment, until he saw a graceful figure in a cheongsam, a devilishly good-looking D and a The huge boa constrictor didn't know when to join in.

The old man frowned, his face was very ugly.

It's a pity that the person concerned didn't pay attention to his efforts. D and Snake walked over slowly. Osamu Dazai raised his head and looked at the monster who was fighting... No, Chuya, who was playing with the monster, had a faint light in his dark eyes.

chuya.

"When did you realize it was a hallucination?" D spontaneously found a chair and sat down, pouring himself a glass of water. "I shouldn't have shown any flaws."

"Ah, no. At the very beginning, I even believed it." Osamu Dazai raised his head and watched Chuya Nakahara's every move, and answered with slanted eyes. "Seeing him hurt in front of me really shocked me."

Where can it be simply said that I was taken aback, it should be said that even my heartbeat seemed to stop and I couldn't hear any sounds around me, like setting an ice cellar.At that moment, he didn't have time to think about anything, only the surging anger and viciousness were left to shout.

as well as……

He seemed to really understand D's words.

-If you can't understand that Chuya is a god and not your dog, then you'll never get Chuya.

Why did he think that Zhong was also a dog he amused at the beginning, a plaything that could be controlled by him alone, entertained, and recruited.Now that he understood, Chuya gave up on him.

"Hmm." D murmured noncommittally, not very interested in the scene where the scumbag suddenly woke up, so he put the cup to his lips and took a small sip. "So how did you find out that this is an illusion?"

"Because," Osamu Dazai put his hands in the pockets of his windbreaker, and looked up at the vivid and gorgeous figure fighting in the air with his upturned eyes, as if his eyes were full of stars, illuminating those already beautiful eyes, shining brightly. "My center is not so weak that I will be slaughtered if I am hijacked."

It was Chuya who he had been looking at since he was 15 years old.

He also has the most splendid soul in his heart, which is passionate, surging and vivid.The frenzy and wildness in the battle deeply attracted him, and he couldn't take his eyes off Chuya.

Thanks to D's illusion, it reminded him why he took pleasure in bullying and provoking Chuya in the first place - because the non-human gods want to learn how to live like humans, and they are kind to everyone and gentle to everyone gentleman.

he does not want.

As long as he treats himself differently, Chuya is always jumping with anger. He wants Chuya to treat him specially, and he wants to be "different" from Chuya.

Maybe he still doesn't understand, but at least... At least no one else will let him see the other party die in front of his eyes, he wants to destroy the world, he wants to kill everyone in anger, and then follow Chuya.

nobody.

"Looking at you, you seem to be really enlightened."

Osamu Dazai looked at Nakaya as the end was coming to an end, he blinked his eyes when he heard D's voice, turned his eyes to look at the classic D, and thought seriously: Well, so should he thank this rival in love? ?

Rather than saying that he is a rival in love, in fact, there is no admiration in D's eyes, but more pity.

"You probably know that there is a stupid snake in Jiulanshu's family who is good at creating illusions." D smiled and stretched out a slender white finger: "That stupid snake is this one in front of me."

"?????"

Nike hovering beside the D chair: I'm sorry, I don't deserve to compete with the boss.

"You didn't know that Zhong Ye was pregnant with your child, so you killed it in the end. You will never know what excessive things you have done!"

child……?

Osamu Dazai meant that after seeing the scene of Nakaya dying in front of his eyes, there shouldn't be anything that could shock him.Now he was shocked by D's words again, his pupils shrank tightly, and a wonderful feeling arose: a child belonging to him and Chuya?

Nike next to him poked D weakly and handed over the script. "That...Brother D, you took the wrong script."

"Oh." D took it back and turned it over a few times casually, without any sign of apology. "Sorry, I just turned the wrong line."

"?????"

It's too obvious to deliberately target it!

*****

In this way, after a brief contact with D, Osamu Dazai decided that the other party was almost as black-bellied as he was, and there were two more such rivals in love... He felt a sense of crisis now, and decided to propose to the president as a Hongye D came to the detective agency in exchange, and he went to Hong Kong and Hei.

All in all, he wanted to stand by Chuya's side.

When he was wearing the black suit, black tie, and long windbreaker that he used to wear when he was 18 years old, he endured the teasing of Mrs. Momiji and Mr. Mori, and finally came out of the chief's office. When he walked in the carved corridor, he saw the file Chuya who came out of the information department.

"chuya^"

Osamu Dazai walked over to greet Chuya with a smile, but the other party stared straight ahead indifferently without even giving him a look.

Pass by.

The author has something to say: This piece made me want to cry for no reason.I haven't thought about tomorrow's content yet, it's so annoying, and how to use and arrange D, Bakuhao, and Shiganmu, it's too difficult for me.

感谢在2019-11-2219:36:15~2019-11-2318:15:35期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: zero Tingdu, one Akong;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 34 bottles of ZERO tints of dark colors; 4 bottles of late lights;

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