Penggli Rhapsody

The old but cozy tavern was quiet for a few seconds, only the ticking of the historic wall clock behind the old bartender who was wiping the glasses.

Ango Sakaguchi took a sip of wine, shocked!

Osamu Dazai suddenly laughed, covered his stomach and hammered the tabletop of the bar counter, and said while laughing, "It's true, there are still people who dare to rob people with us Hong Kong gangsters these days, hahahahaha!"

No matter how powerful the Fengji Consortium is in the business world, their port mafia is a real mafia!

The diggers have all been dug into the mafia, and businessmen nowadays are really interesting, hahaha!

On the other side, Ango Sakaguchi, who more or less knows the unknown background of the Fengji Foundation, because he really belongs to the government's work.

——For some reason, facing his two friends, Ango Sakaguchi, who subconsciously pushed his glasses, suddenly felt a sense of loneliness that everyone was drunk and I was alone.

Tsk, the life of this double agent is as lonely as snow.

The conversation continues.

Although Dazai Osamu laughed happily, Oda Sakunosuke did not laugh, but described the poaching incident he encountered very seriously.

"Mr. Kusakabe seems very sincere. I told him about my situation, but he said there is no need to worry." Oda Sakunosuke pursed his lips and said.

"Mr. Kusakabe said that if I make up my mind, I can call him, and he will solve the matter afterwards."

Osamu Dazai's laughter stopped abruptly, like a child with ADHD, after turning around the round chair twice, Osamu Dazai said with sharp eyes: "He really said that?"

Oda Sakunosuke nodded.

"Have you made it clear that you are a port mafia?" In order not to be noticed by Osamu Dazai and the others, Ango Sakaguchi asked as usual.

"Yes." Oda Sakunosuke continued to nod.

This is a bit interesting.

On the premise of knowing that Oda Sakunosuke is the port mafia, he was able to poach corners firmly, and his words did not sound like the slightest fear of the port mafia.

"Does the Fengji Foundation have any background?" Osamu Dazai glanced at Ango Sakaguchi next to him.

"I don't know. There is very little information about the Fengji Foundation in the port mafia." Ango Sakaguchi pushed his glasses.

Ango Sakaguchi did not lie.

The Port Mafia's intelligence on the Fengji Consortium is indeed limited. All the people behind the Fengji Consortium, Ango Sakaguchi, relied on the government's intelligence.

But in fact, even the government only knows a little bit about the Fengji consortium, apart from knowing that this consortium seems to be related to a certain guardian of Pengo Lie, there is nothing more.

Anyway, no matter what the background of the Fengji consortium is, this large consortium is expanding normally in Japan, making money and working normally, and there is no bad atmosphere in obeying the law on the surface.

——In view of the large amount of tax money, the government actually treats this kind of large consortium very preferentially.

No one can make life difficult with money.

Besides, people earn money in a serious manner, and the government collects taxes in a serious manner, which is only right and proper.

So the background of these consortiums is actually not that important.

As for an underground organization like the Port Mafia, the place where they moved in and the way they usually get money are different from businessmen.

Therefore, it is not uncommon for the Port Mafia to have insufficient intelligence in this regard.

After all, the current boss of the port mafia, Mori Ogai, took office in a somewhat irregular way, so when the various departments in the port mafia hand over work, some records will be lost and destroyed, which is not uncommon.

The only strange thing is actually only one thing.

Ango Sakaguchi looked at Sakunosuke Oda, who was drinking and thinking about something, and said jokingly.

"With Odasaku's character of not wanting to trouble others, I thought you would immediately reject the poaching of the person in charge of the Discipline Foundation!"

Although Tetsuya Kusakabe, the person in charge of the Fengji Foundation, made the promise firmly, but Sakunosuke Oda is a person who has been up and down in the dark after all.

No initiative, no contact, no in-depth, Oda Sakunosuke's attitude towards people who are not in the dark has always been the same.

Life is already so difficult, if you don't cause trouble to others, don't cause trouble, Oda Sakunosuke has always been like this.

But this time it was a bit of a surprise.

"Ah, I wanted to refuse at first." Oda Sakunosuke nodded, holding the wine glass and looking towards the front of the bar with a little wandering eyes.

He said: "However, in order to scoop me up, Mr. Caobi offered a price that I couldn't bear to refuse."

Osamu Dazai blinked: "How much did he pay you?"

Oda Sakunosuke's head was not lowered, and he wrote the number on the bar counter with some wine on his left hand.

In the middle of the night, the lights in the tavern are warm but not too bright. Oda Sakunosuke wrote down the specific number on the solid wood bar with transparent wine, but Dazai Osamu and Sakaguchi Ango at the side didn’t really see it clearly.

But how many zeros Oda Sakunosuke wrote on the bar counter, Dazai Osamu and Sakaguchi Ango counted them all.

"..." The tavern fell silent again.

——I don't know why, although Osamu Dazai and the others often don't talk when drinking, they rarely stand cold.

But today, the three of them sat in the old tavern, bathed in dim lights, and there were a lot of opportunities for silence.

A few minutes later—I don't know exactly how many minutes passed.

Osamu Dazai, who drank a glass of wine silently, finally found his voice. He immediately put his right hand on the shoulder of Oda Sakunosuke who was sitting on his right, and asked a very solemn question.

"Is the Fengji Consortium still short of people?"

Osamu Dazai tidied up his suit jacket, rewrapped the loose bandages on his hands, then turned his head, and showed an innocent smile to Oda Sakunosuke, the only one exposed His eyes were exceptionally bright.

"What do you think of me?!"

"..." Ango Sakaguchi.

The live version of money making people corrupt... Ango Sakaguchi has seen it.

But to be honest, after seeing clearly how many zeros Oda Sakunosuke wrote, there was actually such a [-] second that Ango Sakaguchi was indeed considering changing careers.

but.

The job-hopping matter is not big or small, and if one of the job-hopping units is the port mafia in Yokohama.

This is not only a matter of life choices, but also a matter of life safety.

There is only one life, so you need to be cautious in job-hopping!

****

The five iconic buildings of the Port Mafia, in a certain training ground.

Dazai Osamu had a cold expression, and punched Akutagawa Ryunosuke in the abdomen.

The young and thin Akutagawa Ryunosuke was lying on the ground clutching his stomach, the huge pain stimulated his mind, and he couldn't get up for the time being.

"Too attached to supernatural powers, so your physical strength is too weak, Akutagawa, can you be a little weaker!" Dazai Osamu sneered, and said.

"This is the level of training in the past few months."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke gritted his teeth in a cold sweat, but couldn't say anything to refute.

"Being too strict with the instructor can easily backfire, Dazai, you are a little impatient."

I don't know when he came to this training ground, and Koyo Ozaki, who is also a cadre of the port mafia with Osamu Dazai, attracted Dazai Osamu's attention as soon as he made a sound.

"Are you bored because the slug isn't here?" Akutagawa Ryunosuke who was lying on the ground aside, Dazai Osamu wore a deceptive smile, walked up to Ozaki Koyo, and made an exaggerated invitation gesture.

"The sun is just right today, why don't you go into the water with me, Sister Hongye, and feel the beauty of death!"

"Is this the new hobby you developed recently?" Seeing is believing.

Koyo Ozaki was wearing a traditional Japanese kimono, covered her mouth with a small furisode and said with a smile.

"It's a pity, even if the slave family wants to die for love, they won't find a young boy like you."

"There are a lot of mature men out there."

Osamu Dazai's face was broken, he acted like the sad male lead who was heartbroken by ruthlessness in the TV series, and suddenly burst into tears.

"Sure enough, there is no nostalgia in such a sad world." Tears rolled across Dazai Osamu's fair face and slowly fell to the ground.

Ozaki Koyo smiled slightly, and said: "It's a pity that Chuya is not here now, otherwise let him kick you hard, then Dazai, your tears will definitely be more pitiful than now."

"It's really ruthless." Osamu Dazai wiped away his tears, and said in a split second.

"But it's a pity that the slug guy is still on a business trip in London, and it looks like he won't be back for a few days."

"When he comes back, we'll meet again after a long absence. I'll give him a gift. It's definitely a surprise!"

"..." This was Ryunosuke Akutagawa who had struggled for a long time and hadn't gotten up yet.

...It's scary, Dazai-san's meeting ceremony?

Akutagawa Ryunosuke immediately decided to reschedule his work after today's training. He must ensure that he will be very busy when Chuya Nakahara returns to Yokohama.

——The daily struggle between the port mafia and the gangsters, forgive Akutagawa Ryunosuke and the NPCs with limited blood, who can't afford it!

But no one expected that in the end Nakahara hadn't returned yet, but Osamu Dazai suddenly went to London alone.

Things are unpredictable.

****

A few days later, the European supernatural organization mimic invaded Yokohama.

The real reason why this war took place in Yokohama was discovered by Osamu Dazai after everything was over.

At that time, one of Dazai Osamu's friends, Ango Sakaguchi, exposed his identity as a spy and had returned to the government's Supernatural Secret Service.

And another friend, Oda Sakunosuke, in order to thank Tetsuya Kusakabe for saving his five children from Minic, immediately switched jobs non-stop and became a member of the Fengji Foundation, and will soon leave Yokohama to work for Minic up.

The three people who used to gather late at night in a tavern ended up going their separate ways.

Osamu Dazai didn't feel much about parting.

After all, in modern society, technology is convenient, and it’s not about life and death. Friends go their separate ways for their own futures.

And now, what Osamu Dazai really has to worry about is not the two friends who have left the port mafia, but himself.

The author has something to say: Most of the sub-line plots are concentrated at the beginning, and there are probably a few chapters left.

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