Experience in building a branch of Crab Castle King in Hong Kong and Heilongjiang

According to Mr. Zhou, a modern literary master of the Dragon Kingdom, once said: "The greatest, most permanent, and 'most common' art of our Dragon Kingdom is a man pretending to be a woman..."

Although this is a comment on the quintessence of Peking Opera in the Dragon Kingdom, it is just right in today's situation.

At the beginning, when Osamu Dazai proposed to let Nakahara Chuya dress up as a woman during the period of pretending to be a false leader, the latter resolutely refused.

You can't call me women's clothes, and I will wear women's clothes, so how embarrassing is it that I am a Hong Kong and black gravity envoy?Next to it, there is a little hyena who wants to make things bigger...

"I'm doing it for your own good, Chuya!"

The black-haired leader showed a slightly distressed expression because he was not understood and trusted by his old partner. I have to say that when a handsome guy like him with a good skin showed such an expression, I don’t know how many women would be emotional at this moment, wishing to rush over Hold him in your arms for comfort.

It's a pity that only a cold-faced Nakahara Chuya and Taketori Chetsu, who doesn't have a lot of girlish heart, are present.

It's just a play for the blind.

So Zhong also rolled his eyes: "Dazai, are you out of your mind?"

Although talking like this is very disrespectful to the leader, but considering that Taketori has been working overtime with them every day during this period, everyone is full of flirtatious words to each other, and they are familiar with each other, so Nakahara Chu is not afraid of this remark. It would damage the good image of the port mafia chief.

"Do you think I'm you, a slug?" Dazai mocked him casually, "Anyway, I wouldn't invite half of the world's top [-] mercenaries to come to Yokohama to kill people at the same time."

"You!" Zhong Yuanzhong also took a breath, but he couldn't refute him.

Although the idea of ​​this matter was first suggested by the mixed-race girl, the error in the specific operation is still the problem of Chuya Nakahara... Dazai's statement that he is mentally ill is probably quite true.

Fortunately, Osamu Dazai accepted it as soon as he saw it, and he didn't chase and beat this poor slug who was destined to be unable to escape from the trap of women's clothing. Instead, he explained "the necessity and significance of women's clothing" in detail.

Roughly speaking, let's make a fake leader as a trumpet, anyway, if something happens in the future, we will blame the woman's identity.

——At that time, it will be Takako Zhongyuan who will be ashamed, so it has nothing to do with you, Zhongyuan Zhong who is an older brother!

"and many more!"

The red-haired young cadre roared angrily, "Have you even thought of a fake name for me?"

"It's not just Zhongye, is the deep friendship between us limited to the superficial level of picking a name?" The black-haired leader had a rare smile on his face, but no matter how you looked at it, there was a sense of gloating in it.Without waiting for the little friend to resist needlessly, he gave Taketori Che who was standing next to him listening to the gossip, "Ache, open the top drawer of the No. .”

Taketori Che chuckled: "Good boss!"

So Zhong Yuanzhong also watched in horror and anger as the mixed-race girl took out a set of women's clothing spree from the drawer, which contained a graceful lace girl skirt, a fake small-breasted bra, safety pants, a full set of makeup, moisturizing and beauty gift boxes, and other products.

Presumably any girl would cry emotionally when she saw this gift.Taketori Che thought calmly.

Seeing this situation, the blood bar of Zhefa cadre was about to be depleted of HP, he stammered and fiddled with the women's underwear, looked at Osamu Dazai: "You...you give me back...prepare this?"

The leader of the gangsters in Hong Kong was slightly taken aback: "What? Isn't one enough?"

"It's not a question of whether it's enough or not!" Nakahara Chuya was about to explode, he seemed to be grabbing the bra and throwing it at Osamu Dazai's face, "It's already crazy that you prepared the skirt in advance! Why don't you even have a safety bra?" Pants and everything are ready!"

"Yes, this is the thorough preparation and planning in advance of being a leader." Dazai replied very reservedly.

"You fart! The pervert index of Chief Sen's four years in power is not as high as yours at this moment! Don't say such high-sounding words to cover up the fact that you are a pervert!"

"Haha." Mr. Pervert smiled frankly, that smile can be said to be invulnerable.

"That..." Taketori suddenly raised his hand, interrupting the process of Chuya's rage, "I suddenly remembered that I gave the bra to the leader..."

The source, of course, is the "item" drawn when the ability [Out of Control Life] draws cards. Originally, Taketori Che wanted to recycle the ability to exchange for points for the next time, but the leader Dazai suddenly found her and said he was willing to bid a high price buy this thing.

Of course, Taketori Che said to the outside world that the things were given to our Hong Kong black leader.

Central Plains Chuya who didn't know where he was:? ? ?

The scheming Osamu Dazai maintained a calm expression: "That's right."

Zhong Yuanzhong was also about to lose his mind: "Is your relationship good enough to give each other bras... Could it be that you, Taketori, used this item..."

Taketori Che suddenly yelled at him, as majestic as a lion with fried hair: "Dirty words! This type and style of bra is not suitable for me at all! Besides, why would I give away the things I used to others? The leader and I are innocent, and there is only the simplest relationship of money buying and selling! Don't use your filthy perverted thoughts to speculate about me as an underage girl!"

Osamu Dazai remained calm: "That's right."

"No, no, why are you yelling so loudly! How did I offend you, you bastard!"

Zhongyuan Zhong was also furious, and went to pinch bamboo to get Che's face (mainly because he couldn't pinch the other culprit's neck), and directly pinched the face of the beautiful mixed-race beauty into a pink and tender round bun.

"It hurts, hurts..." Taketori begged vaguely, "I made a mistake! At worst, I'll accompany you in women's clothing!"

Osamu Dazai laughed dumbfounded, but still insisted: "That's right."

"Can you change the word, bastard! It's the same sentence as 'that's right'!" Zhong also breathed fire at the other party.

Osamu Dazai pondered for a moment, "Well, that's right."

Added an extra modal particle.

Nakahara Nakahara here was about to cry with anger, his cobalt blue eyes flashed with anger, "And you, Taketori, you accompany me in women's clothing? You are a girl yourself, and the clothes you wear every day are not Is women's clothing a tribal grass skirt!"

Still pretending to be so pitiful!Damn, who doesn't know that this bad guy is always thinking about taking advantage of it!

"Then, that's men's clothing!" Taketori Che reluctantly rescued his face from under the opponent's claws, rushed to hide behind Osamu Dazai's seat in embarrassment, and shouted aggrievedly, "I have no problem with men's clothing." !"

At this moment, the two men present felt that she was a bit like a puppy hiding with its tail between its legs.

Osamu Dazai stretched out a bandaged hand to the back of the chair and rubbed the girl's subordinate's head, then looked at Nakaya condemningly: "Don't bully the subordinate."

"Aren't you the one who usually bullies Taketori the most! You hypocrite!"

"Oh, a hypocrite is a hypocrite, it's better than a fool dressed as a woman."

In this way, Zhongyuanzhong was also hit by a critical blow and was defeated.

The above is the whole process of the birth of the false leader "Takako Zhongyuan".

After watching the practice of Taketori Che's group, Miss Takako Nakahara, who was already very impatient, shook her hands and left, and the bodyguards behind her hurriedly followed, for fear that something might happen to this heroic female leader who walked with splayed steps.

At this time Honda Keita silently walked beside Taketori Che, seeing no one around, asked in a low voice: "Is there any problem?"

What he meant was that the fake leader was dancing so happily, wouldn't the real leader have any objections?

"No problem." Taketori Che's lips barely moved, but these words floated out in an extremely low volume, "He acquiesced."

There is an obvious difference in the pronunciation of "he" and "she" in Japanese. Keita Honda heard it and felt relieved.

What he is most afraid of now is that the little half-race girl will do things in a sudden, and she hasn't reported to her superiors in advance... If the leader Dazai wants to hold her accountable, none of them will run away.

After all, he was also the master who served that uncle for several years. From the time he was a young and handsome young man, he has grown up to be a dark and treacherous gangster. Not a dog, and in the end, the divorce caused mental and physical exhaustion, so I simply applied for transfer to the logistics team.Unexpectedly, after going around, he returned to work under the old boss.

My life is so miserable!Keita Honda lamented in his heart.

He still wanted to ask something, but Taketori threw his hand behind him, and chased him out like an old man with a step that his relatives did not recognize.

After all, the "leader" is going out now, and as the nearest guerrilla group directly under her, she still has to protect the leader.

At this time, Lin Fan and Atsushi Nakajima, who were standing not far away, hurried over to inquire about the situation, because everyone was lucky enough to see the true face of the leader on Christmas Eve last year, so it was naturally not so easy to be deceived.

Keita Honda was vague, and his speech was paradoxical: "Well... Didn't Team Leader Taketori say that? Our new leader is the younger sister of cadre Chuya. We must protect her seriously."

"I see! I will risk my life!" The white-haired boy Atsushi Nakajima suddenly realized, believing it was true, completely oblivious to the complicated and inexplicably guilty eyes of the two adults on the side looking at him.

[Honta Keita: Oh, what a naive little tiger... It's okay to be so naive, it's really worrying. 】

【Lin Fan: There is no way.Let the brothers teach him after the limelight passes. 】

Lin Fan, who somewhat understood the details, laughed dryly, but did not explain the matter thoroughly: "I suddenly remembered that there is an allusion about Li Kui and Li Gui in a certain classic literature in our hometown..."

Today, the new leader has a lot of activities to do. In the morning, he will go to a certain pharmaceutical company to discuss cooperation with others. The leaders of the guild had a dinner together, and they had to stay for overtime meetings at night...

Zhongyuanzhong also saw that the schedule collapsed at that time.

"What are you arranging for me!" He asked Taketori Cheru angrily, "Are you afraid that I'm not attractive enough?"

"Don't be nervous, Takako...the leader."

Now sitting in the car on the way to the pharmaceutical company, the driver in charge of the car is also a person who knows everything about himself, and Taketori still insists on calling him by his pseudonym.

I saw the mixed-race girl showing a helpless expression: "If you didn't provoke so many killers and mercenaries at the same time, would I have arranged these activities? Look, our boss (referring to Dazai Osamu) from the top How many times have you been out since then? It’s less than [-] times a year, right?”

Generally speaking, the general gangsters are also very busy. They have to hold meetings, guide family or organization members, track down traitors, bribe and corrupt officials, eat, drink, enjoy life, date lovers, etc. all year round He was so busy that he was always surrounded by a lot of bodyguards, for fear of being assassinated by someone.

So someone like Osamu Dazai who works hard to avoid going out, tries not to go out if he can, and finds someone else when he can replace his job... Otaku-style gangsters are still rare.

Even a dead man like Taketori Che sometimes wonders if this guy's life is too boring. He stays behind the layers of defense of the headquarters building every day, making the former cheap and happy "Jin" like a sand sculpture "Shimahazo" is like a distant phantom.Taketori Che still finds it incredible every time he recalls it—how can a person have such diametrically opposed dualities?

Speaking of the unconscionable boss everyone shared, Nakahara also sighed, but what he said was not a complaint but an explanation for Dazai Osamu.

"He hasn't been in office for a year yet, probably because he was under too much pressure. I remember that during the first two years of Chief Mori's tenure, he worked overtime at the headquarters every day and seldom took a break...Maybe after two years, Qing Ma will show his true colors. Forget it, let’s not talk about him, let’s talk about our next work. Generally speaking, I will go through the process and show up everywhere to attract the attention of potential enemies, and then you will hunt for the opportunity to hunt down those mercenaries and killers. Yes Is that how it works?"

"That's right." Taketori Che said solemnly, "We bodyguards can only rest assured if a powerful supernatural being like you, Chief Takako, is allowed to go out to work."

Hehe, what do you bodyguards do?

Miss Takako Zhongyuan was expressionless and didn't want to answer this topic.

At this time, Taketori Che picked up a document and casually asked while reading it: "What company are we going to go to next?"

"Wisteria Pharmaceutical Co., Ltd., which focuses on the development of new drugs for various intractable diseases of the human body, is one of the established pharmaceutical companies in China." Zhefa's cadres don't know much about this, "They seem to want to Yokohama opens up the local market, so it needs to be negotiated."

What?Taketori Che was taken aback when he heard the words, what kind of company is this?Never heard of it before.

Moreover, I heard about a "Wisteria Express" before, and now there is another "Wisteria Pharmaceutical"... The mixed-race girl touched the sun wheel knife on her waist, and always had a subtle intuition waiting for her in front of her.

Before Taketori Che figured it out.In the next second, the driver sitting in front slammed the steering wheel, and the bulletproof black car drew an astonishing arc on the road, almost knocking over the street lights on the sidewalk. Fortunately, the driver was skilled enough to barely control it. In the direction of the front of the car, step on the accelerator and rush forward back to the normal road.

"What is that!" Ms. Takako Zhongyuan was furious. She couldn't tolerate someone attacking her on the first day she acted as the leader.

Is this looking down on the port mafia or looking down on her as the "leader"?

Taketori Che looked back and found that there was a deep hole in the road ahead of the vehicle. A thin old man wearing a gray kurta was standing barefoot in the hole. When he turned his head, he also looked at the escaped When the car crashed, a wrinkled old face squeezed out a weird and distorted smile, revealing teeth covered with black and yellow stains.

The most frightening thing was that there seemed to be something disgusting and indescribable hidden in those eyes, which made people break out in cold sweat, as if struck by lightning.

So fast, the damn curry guy.

Taketori Che took a deep breath, opened the sunroof at the top of the car, and jumped up: "You go first, I will deal with him!"

"Be careful." Nakahara Takako watched her fly out of the car with blue will-o'-the-wisps spraying from the soles of her shoes, her expression a little complicated for a while.

This is the first day of the show...