super power

I watched Osamu Dazai for a long time, and I always felt that this guy did something behind my back, but I have no proof.

The air conditioner suddenly beeped twice, and then the cold air that had been blowing turned into hot air.

While eating hot pot with hot air, I trembled from the sourness and shock, and felt like I fell into the crater immediately.

I was about to check what was wrong with the air conditioner when Chuya Nakahara came back.

"What's the matter? The air conditioner is broken?" Nakahara Chuya felt the heat rushing towards his face when he returned to the room. He almost thought he had entered the wrong room, and he was right when he looked at Nanyin and a certain mackerel sitting at the table. "Don't you feel that?" Is it hot?"

I was hesitating whether to use superpowers to restore the air conditioner to what it was a day before in front of Osamu Dazai and Chuya Nakahara.

Zhong Yuan was so hot that he wanted to take off his hat and fan it, but he felt empty before realizing that the hat had crashed into the sealed bag.

He picked up his glass of cold beer and drank it down.

Zhong Yuanzhong also trembled all over.

I turned around suspiciously.

Zhong Yuan shook his hand and the cup fell to the ground, and he covered half of his face fiercely.

【boom--】

Chuya Chuya's heartbeat turned into the sound of a volcanic eruption.

The orange-haired young man looked like he was about to vomit, but Osamu Dazai said coolly, "Didn't a certain slug say that he could drink a lot?"

Sure enough it was you.

Osamu Dazai leaned on the back of the chair and looked up at Nakahara Chuya, with the word "bad" written all over his face, he smiled sullenly: "I can't bear to vomit after drinking a cup, even a three-year-old child Can't compare, Zhong, Ye, Jun."

Nakahara Chuya glared at Osamu Dazai, as if he wanted to directly lift the pot to slap him on the face, after persisting for three seconds, the child still compromised, he swallowed the wine in one gulp, his face twitched and stared at Dazai Ji: "Are you talking about yourself? Mackerel!"

With an idea, I moved a broken edge of a wine glass below with my mind and held it in my hand.

In the memory displayed by the item, a black figure in human form was cut out (no doubt Osamu Dazai) took advantage of the moment I turned around to replace the wine of Chuya Nakahara with the liquid in the bottle of Erguotou, and displayed it on the remote control of the air conditioner After fiddling a few times, he quickly completed a series of operations.

I knew this guy didn't show any kindness.

Could it be that he came here with this purpose from the beginning?

Zhong also fell into the trap completely.

"Damn it, I drank too much..." Zhong Yuanzhong also muttered.

I watched his face turn red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his heartbeat changed from "I'm a little dizzy" to "zwaesxdcf" in an instant.

Only then did I know that this guy who knows a lot about wine and has a collection of famous wines is actually a poor drinker.

It's okay to drink beer with no strength, but after pouring down a large glass of highly strong liquor, Zhongyuan Zhong also stopped eating immediately.

Zhong Yuanzhong also covered his temples, and fell face down on the table with a "bang".

I poked Chuya Nakahara, and found that he was indeed asleep, so I immediately turned to Osamu Dazai and said, "What a crime you committed, you will do his work in the afternoon, and you will carry him back to Hong Kong."

Osamu Dazai stared at me with wide eyes: "Just let him sleep here by himself. Our reliable Mr. Nakahara Chuya will finish the work when he wakes up."

Do you guys dare to be worse?Are you the kindergartners you put a piece of mud on my face and I pushed you? !

I said, "Then I won't save you, Dazai."

Osamu Dazai: "Huh?"

I moved away from Zhongya Zhongya. The orange-haired youth was still asleep just now, but now he has activated his supernatural power and floated in mid-air.

The crimson light covered Zhongye's whole body.

The point is that his eyes are closed.

The consequences of Hong Kong and black gravity making him drink too much will soon be presented before our eyes.

Osamu Dazai shook the remaining Erguotou in his hand, and said in distaste: "Chuya is really bad, or should it be said that the alcohol content is too high? Sure enough, it is Chuya's problem, right?"

I turned to look at Osamu Dazai behind me: "Do you dare to stand up and say that? Your wavy hair is not as wavy as yours."

Osamu Dazai said, "I don't have the fighting power like yours, but I can eliminate Chuya's supernatural power, provided that the things affected by his gravity will not..."

Before he finished speaking, a large piece of the ceiling was suddenly crushed by gravity and flew straight towards us. I pulled Osamu Dazai into a short body and hid.

Next time I go out with two I'll be melons - this time for real!

The light on Nakahara Chuya's body became stronger and stronger, and the whole room was shaken by his gravity.

I smoothly pushed Osamu Dazai under the table, and when I was about to think of a way to temporarily stop Chuya Nakahara, he suddenly let out a low growl, raised his hand and threw out a black ball condensed in the center of his palm.

My intuition tells me that if this black ball hits something, the consequences will be serious.

I wrapped my palm with thought power, grabbed the black ball, and sent it into the deep sea far away from the port.

Nakahara Chuya's body gradually climbed up with some black and red patterns like tattoos. He threw several black balls one after another. It seemed that he subconsciously realized that the only person in this room who could fight with him was me. Attack It's all about me.

I'm really not good at these ball games at all. If I can't control my strength a little bit, it will explode. Fortunately, the structure of these black balls is also very tenacious, until I catch them all and stick them into a bunch of "sky grapes". It didn't explode.

Osamu Dazai stood dumbfounded and watched the catch game where the two arms swung out afterimages.

With a "crash", the wall connecting the private room to the corridor outside couldn't support it and collapsed.

Osamu Dazai turned around and rushed out from under the crumbling table at the right time—it turned out that his choice was correct. The next moment the table was overturned by gravity, and the hot pot soup was filled with mutton that I didn't have time to eat. roll.

Wasting food is not advisable, but there are not so many options these days.

Reading and writing brought me back to the explosion situation on the other side of the ocean.

The bunch of grapes in my hand is no different from a miniature nuclear bomb. Exploding together may cause a deep sea collapse, so we must stop Zhongya in the Central Plains as soon as possible.

Osamu Dazai hid behind the cover, looked at the hairy belly, shrimp slippery, and enoki mushrooms in the room, accompanied by the extremely tragic battle of freshly cooked crabs flying all over the sky, and shouted to me: "Nanyin, Chuya is open!" In the state of 'filth', if I don't let me eliminate his supernatural ability as soon as possible, he will die!"

Please say the most important thing in the future!

Now the funds used by Hong Kong and black people come from that guy A, right?Then there is nothing to save!

During the daytime, passers-by in Chinatown suddenly heard a "bang", and then the upper part of the Chinese hot pot restaurant broke apart.

Amidst the exclamation of passers-by, the hot pot restaurant seemed to be uprooted by something, and it actually floated into the air.

What should a normal person do when encountering such an unreasonable and extremely dangerous thing?

With an exclamation, react after panic, run away, leave the dangerous area as soon as possible and hide in a safe place.

The above is the normal operation of normal people.

But who will tell me why the scene became so tragic, and none of the people in Yokohama ran away, but gathered more and more, and all gathered around to take pictures? !

Can you guys at least turn off the flash and show the psychics some respect?

With one hand, I supported the hot pot restaurant that was overturned by Zhongya Zhongye with one hand and was about to go on a voyage to the moon. After confirming that everyone in the restaurant had run away, I waved an electromagnetic wave with my backhand to interfere with the surrounding electronic equipment.

I don't want to be exposed and posted on the Internet to become a celebrity, that is already at two ends with my outlook on life.

The so-called most dangerous place is also the safest place, and Chinatown can become a place where people come and go. A small organization in Yokohama made an agreement with buyers to trade some kind of powder here at noon.

The process of the transaction was very smooth. The leader of the organization and the buyer had a pleasant conversation, and they talked about the recent situation in Yokohama.

"Mori Ogai was just a little black doctor before, who doesn't know what method he used to get to the top!" The leader angrily stubbed out the cigarette butt, and cursed, "After taking over the Hong Kong gangster, we will immediately fight with us." Tore up his face, and brazenly said that he wanted to protect the stability of Yokohama, but he still remembers that he is the leader of Mafia now? He is not allowed to do this or sell it, but he himself is quite clean!"

"Who said it wasn't? He didn't rely on the two mad dogs under his hands, and when we recruited powerful supernatural beings..."

"Boom—"

Before the big talk was over, the upper half of the room where the few people were staying suddenly disappeared.

A group of big men kept their movements, some of them were lighting cigarettes, some of them were drinking alcohol, they were all stiff as if someone had pressed the pause button and half stood there.

I caught Nakahara Chuya who was touched by Osamu Dazai, turned around and looked at them, and said calmly, "Oh, hello."

Just now, in order to restrain Zhong Yuan for a moment, Zhong also accidentally got distracted, and it spread to the nearby shop.

But this group of big men... all of them have scars all over their faces, but they are wearing "□□Bear classic casual shirts", what's wrong with it?

In order to cover up their identities, they found that they didn't have any ordinary clothes except for Mafia's temperament, so they could only make up a "disguise" temporarily, and they all reacted and immediately bounced.

[I) *&**%...&￥! ! ! 】

Hey, hey, you didn't drink too much, did you?Why does the heart sound also become garbled?

The next moment I knew that these guys were swearing.

"It's Hong Kong gangsters, we have been exposed?!" The leader of the organization swept the clothes of the three of us, and then saw the faces of Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Chuya, and his face suddenly became ugly as if he had swallowed a frog alive. He said in horror , "It's Shuanghei... those two wild dogs from Mori Ogai!"

"It's from the Valley Society. I have already received news that you are conducting a prohibited transaction, and I caught you." Osamu Dazai looked up at the group of people and smiled coldly.

He had the look of "I am here today to ambush you and prepare to catch you, and all your actions are under control".

I really want to expose the fact that this guy just reacts faster.

Osamu Dazai patted Nakahara Chuya who was lying behind me: "Chuya, it's up to you to play."

Hey, this guy passed out, even if you throw the poke ball, it's no use, Dazai.

The orange-haired young man behind him suddenly moved, and Zhong Yuanzhong raised his head tremblingly, staring at the group of people with a fierce expression, and said in a deep voice: "I will crush anyone who dares to offend Hong Kong gangsters and the leader!"

So you are so strong in the pickup? !