Are you Yokohama people like this?

The scene was tense for a while.

The little dwarf was furious, and slapped Baihuarou's belly cursingly, "You are really good at picking, and you even picked a son here to send people a reunion."

Baihuarou felt aggrieved and dared not speak.

The situation is already like this, and there is still blood in the small organization. Immediately, a few people rushed out holding a wooden warehouse and pointed at Tong Ye's head to open him.

The trigger was pressed a few times without being pressed, and the first few people who rushed out were stunned at the same time. They lowered their heads to check the weapons in their hands, and found that the gun hole was filled with a large number of petals, tightly blocking the hole of the wooden warehouse.

"What, what's going on?!"

"My wooden barn!!"

All of a sudden, the basement became noisy, and everyone lowered their heads to check the weapons. Not surprisingly, they all found the petals suffocated inside.

"My God!"

Everyone heard this voice full of hypocrisy and beating again.

The black-haired boy looked at them in amazement, "You can't even use the wooden warehouse in your hands?"

He slowly squeezed the trigger, and the gun barrel made a crisp sound of being loaded.A smile slowly appeared on the boy's fair and delicate face, like a devil crawling out of the abyss: "What should I do, mine seems to be still usable."

Everyone: "...!!!"

Human beings' pursuit of hot weapons will never stop, but in some forced, helpless, and unbearable situations, some people will take the initiative to pick up the machete again and sharpen the knife to the devil.

The people who organized the group went crazy, and they took all kinds of weapons at hand and swore to kill this superficial demon.

Everyone howled and rushed towards the boy, the echo in the basement was deafening, and the scene was quite spectacular.

At this moment, a strong fragrance of flowers suddenly permeated the airtight basement. Everyone paused for a moment, staring blankly at the countless bright red rose petals that were slowly rotating around them, and they couldn't help being stunned.

The picture suddenly became beautiful.

The gorgeous petals turned faster and faster, and when everyone reacted, he, along with the air flow brought by the petals, spun crazily and uncontrollably on the spot!

"Fuck! He's a supernatural being!!"

"Made!! Why!!!"

"So dizzy, vomit vomit—"

Tong also snapped his fingers for himself, looked fascinatedly at the petal tornado in front of him, opened his lips slightly, and gently read the name of this supernatural move——

"Fancy drum washing machine". "

Dazai Osamu: "..."

I finally found the correct way to use the ability to make it less saucy—this was inspired by Mr. Merlin when he used magic, and I must thank him when I go back.

Tong also looked at the little man standing with a knife not far away. At this moment, he was watching his brothers being tortured to death by the drum washing machine with a horrified expression. The occasional vomit sound from inside indicated that they were being ruthlessly treat.

Although the dwarf is short, he has a lot of backbone.With a grim expression on his face, he swung his knife at Tong Ye, and before the blade reached the boy's neck, he only heard the boy say vaguely but inscrutablely:

"You know, what is the secret of my success?"

"..." I don't care about your secrets, I'll die for you! !

Tong also turned sideways to avoid the blade, and then kicked him flying.

"That is, always remember the fact that you are just a crispy mage."

The little dwarf leaping in the air finally couldn't bear it anymore and uttered the last cry of his life on the verge of collapse: "You are a melee mage on horseback—!!"

When people from Butei and Port Mafia rushed to the scene, it was such a spectacular scene.

In the dark basement, a huge red tornado swings crazily, and the sounds of suspected vomiting one after another can be vaguely heard inside the tornado.

A young man stood beside the tornado, with his waist thrust forward and his head raised, he shouted towards it, "Who's got the key?"

Two feeble voices came from within the tornado: "...here, here I am."

The black-haired boy frowned, with a ferocious expression like a local bully, "Who is it? Want something more exciting?"

As he said that, with a wave of his hand, the tornado twisted even more frantically as if it had been injected with chicken blood.

The basement immediately became bitter, "Brother! There are two of you, of course you have two keys!"

Huh, that makes sense.

Tong also came to his senses, and said again: "If you have a key, make another sound."

Small organizations and groups no longer have the strength to resist, and now they are almost doing what they say.Tong also identified the direction, grabbed a handful towards the tornado, and wrapped the two people with the key in the two rapidly rotating waves of petals, and swung them back and forth up and down, left and right.

With two bangs, the key was thrown out.

Tong Ye was overjoyed, and cheerfully stepped forward to pick it up.

The two people who were dumped dared not speak out: We are indeed not good people, but you are really not a f*cking person...!

Witnessed Butei & Port Mafia in the whole process of 'taking the key': "..."

Looking at the boy with his back on his back, who was uncuffing the store manager and Osamu Dazai, Nakahara finally couldn't help but asked Atsushi Nakajima next to him with hesitation:

"...I said, do all of you Butei people work like this?"

Atsushi Nakajima's facial nerves were necrotic, and his tone was calm and scary: "No, he is just an ordinary employee who works in a coffee shop."

Nakahara Chuya: "..." Your coffee shop is so high-end, you've been educated.

A piece of rose petals that escaped from the crazy spinning brigade floated leisurely, and Zhongyuan Zhong also reached out to catch them, staring at the petals lying in his hands with a strange expression.

Two times in a row, the meeting with this young man was so impressive that Zhong Yuan really wanted to forget it, but he couldn't forget it.

Not far away, the black-haired boy raised his head slightly and talked to Osamu Dazai, who had a faint smile on his lips, looked down at the person in front of him as if he was listening quietly.

This picture unexpectedly makes people feel a touch of harmony and warmth.Until Osamu Dazai suddenly lowered his head and said something next to the young man's ear, the young man's body was visibly stiff for a moment, and he raised his hand as if he couldn't bear it, and swung at the young man violently.

The scene suddenly became bloody.

Zhongyuan Zhong also restrained his wandering thoughts, stepped forward and sarcastically provocatively said: "It's really embarrassing, Dazai, now you can't even handle this kind of miscellaneous fish?"

Osamu Dazai rubbed the wrist that had just been uncuffed, and glanced at him lightly: "Wow."

"...What kind of voice is that! My lord came here to save you in person, hurry up and kneel down and call Chuya-sama!"

"The purpose of Chuya is not to save me, but to get back the port Mafia information that these people stole, isn't it?" He paused, and retorted: "But then again, the security of Port Mafia has been relaxed to the point At this level, even some punks who don’t have supernatural powers can get in.”

"..." It's a confidential matter, so I can't talk too much with this cunning mackerel. Zhong Yuanzhong also opened his mouth a few times, but he didn't choke with him again, but this still couldn't make him ignore the annoying mackerel. The fact that the idiot mackerel gave a mouthful.

Chuya's complexion instantly became stinky, his eyes shifted slightly, and he suddenly yelled at a figure who had been deliberately turning his back to this side since just now:

"Hey, kid, turn around for me."

Zhong Yuanzhong also narrowed his eyes slightly, and his pair of blue eyes instantly became sharper, "Last time you lied to me so well that you didn't let you suffer a little bit, it's hard to solve the hatred in my heart... you can tell me Turn around."

The red-haired young man stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to press the young man's shoulder.However, before he touched it, the tornado that was supposed to be spinning in the open space suddenly stopped.

Ouch! Ouch!

One after another, the flesh/bodies ruthlessly slammed onto the ground, and a large number of bright red rose petals fell down, instantly confusing everyone's sight.

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked terrified, thinking that the boy was about to attack suddenly, he moved his fingers slightly, subconsciously and silently controlled a wooden table placed in the corner with gravity.

Osamu Dazai glanced at it knowingly, then looked away without saying a word.

At this moment, the black-haired boy suddenly moved.He turned around slowly, his eyes were deep and long, and he looked at the young man in front of him like a magic stick:

"Scattered flowers are becoming more and more charming...you, can you see my figure clearly?"

Everyone: "..."

Zhongyuan Zhong also stood in place, with an expressionless expression, and used gravity to separate the large area of ​​petal rain in front of him. He stared coldly at the person who suddenly suffered from the second disease, and said:

"I can see clearly."

"..." Secretly thickened the rose shield in front of him: "No, you can't see clearly."

Without further ado, the gravity control area spread to Tong Ye's feet, Zhong Yuan Zhong Ye smiled coldly, and repeated again: "I can see very clearly."

Tong Ye: "..."

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Tong Ye: Dad save me.

Osamu Dazai ::)