Simulate the operation of Beebo Street

In the blink of an eye, the situation has reached a critical point.

Nakaya was wounded by the shock wave, and Dazai was stabbed by a sickle. The former had numerous bruises and the latter had a deep bone puncture wound on his chest, so that both of their bodies were covered in blood.

The port mafia reinforcements that were supposed to show up didn't come either, presumably they were somehow intercepted by the quasi-cadres.

And the instigator of all this, Lan Tang, no, Rimbaud, is still talking like a stroll in the courtyard, narrating the plot of breaking into the laboratory and releasing Zhongye.

Did you unscrupulously start to confide the past that was pressed down in your heart because you believed in the outcome of the death of the two from the bottom of your heart?

Standard self-defeating villain behavior.

"It's a wonderful story, I'm fascinated by it. Tell me more."

I don't know where such a voice came from, and I gave it a high evaluation.

All three froze.It seemed that not only the space, but even the air were suddenly frozen.

Then Rimbaud standing in the center of the field, Dazai who was sitting on the ground and clutching his chest, and Chuya who was restricted by the spatial ability and couldn't get close to Rimbaud, all started to turn their heads to find the source of the sound.

Then, a black figure was found.

In the corner of the hall.

It's that fake barbarian spit!

Dazai, who was starting to feel dizzy due to excessive blood loss, managed to support himself, his head spinning rapidly.

"Oh, an uninvited guest. You are the last person who left black flame trails on Leibo Street." Rimbaud also had the same thought.

"Why is that? There is one more person who has to be killed." He stopped caring about the two teenagers on the ground, and turned to look at the man in black, with obvious melancholy in his voice, "To be honest, although Having been operating as a mafia for the past eight years, I still appreciate your course of action. It is not easy to maintain law and order in poor neighborhoods on your own."

"……It's you!"

Zhongya, who was half a beat behind, opened his eyes wide and said in surprise.

Dazai also looked over: "Hey hey~ You've heard all this, there's no way he'll let you go. Let's work together."

"The quasi-cadres are not nervous at all, do you think I have no threat to you?"

The man in black ignored the teenagers, and spoke to Rimbaud, with a little curiosity in his voice.

"That's true. You who have completely stepped into my subspace domain is equivalent to half a foot in hell. But let me ask, what is your purpose here?"

"Well... because this area is very desolate, so I can only walk in here rashly. It's too disturbing."

The man in black seemed a little embarrassed.

"Does anyone know where the bathroom is?"

There was silence, a very cold silence.

After a while, Lan Tang sighed deeply: "I'm sorry, I'm sincerely mourning for your impending death, and I'm not in the mood for joking."

"Okay, okay, I'll confess."

The man in black raised his hand as if to surrender.

"I came here specially to take a photo with you."

"Group photo?" He saw something strange in his eyes.

"Whether it's true or not, don't you think it's very exciting for the three desolate tyrants to talk together? It's like the scene of a comic exhibition."

"do not think so."

Rambo said coldly.

The coldness that has been bothering him and that others cannot comprehend is fully transmitted through his voice.

Dazai, whose blood was still spreading on his chest, burst out laughing in pain, and coughed up a little foam.

The figure of the white-haired ancestor leader who cast a shadow in front of him disappeared in an instant, rushed towards the man in black, and raised the sickle in his hand to attack.

That speed is simply unimaginable that a dying old man can achieve.

But the man in black jumped up and escaped easily.

Another flash of silver lightning, the ancestor leader turned his sickle and sent out a combo of attacks towards the target.

This time, the huge sickle was firmly supported by a trident that suddenly appeared.

"When life is over and the body is completely rotten, it's good to have such a happy fight!" The former leader let out a hehe laugh.

"I'm sorry, April Fool's Day and Easter have already passed, may I ask you to lie back in the grave again?" The man in black expressed his ignorance for the appreciation of the previous leader, and fought back fiercely.

The sickle and trident collided continuously in the air.

The tip of the blade shining with silver light drew bright traces, and the clear and crisp clashing sound continued.

In the end, the gap between the sickle and the handle was nailed to the ground by the trident in one fell swoop, and the body of the former leader was also blown away from a distance, directly embedded into the wall.

"After all, it is the old man's corpse, and it is already the limit to be able to do this." Rimbaud sighed, "You have fulfilled your duties, rest in peace."

Before the words fell, a crimson tsunami-like shock wave hit the man in black who had just finished a battle. There was no sound wave, no wind, and there was a huge murderous intention under the calm appearance.

Yuri, who had already seen Zhong was also severely injured under the shock wave, did not dare to be careless, and flew back to avoid the direction of the shock wave attack.

But the next round of multiple shock waves merged, blocking all possible routes of travel for her.

The man in black didn't retreat any further, his figure turned into a black mist and dispersed.The crimson raging wave hit the wall behind because it lost its target, and the wall dust fell down rustlingly, stirring up a wave of dust.

A little trickier than imagined.But it shouldn't have much impact.

Rimbaud thought calmly.

The rest of the shock wave, which hadn't reached the end yet, turned in a different direction, blocking Chuya who had just watched the cold weapon battle.

"Hey, I haven't forgotten that your purpose is to kill these two boys, especially the one who is good at long jumping."

The trace of the man in black reappeared, appeared next to Zhongye, and then disappeared immediately, together with Zhongye.

The next second, he appeared beside Dazai who was sitting on the ground, holding Chuya's sweater hat.

He can actually dribble past others, ah, it's not a flash!

"...Don't lift my hat." Zhong Ye, who was dragged away like a cat, only had time to complain.

But just as Dazai raised his head, Rimbaud quickly struck again, forcing the man in black to fly back from Dazai, preventing the three of them from converging just a little bit away.

"I've seen through it. You don't really have the ability to teleport. The fog is really difficult for human eyes to catch, but the space wall is enough to block your way."

More space cubes flew out of Rimbaud's hands, changing dazzlingly in the air, obstructing the forward route of the man in black leading Zhongya.

In the end, they were successfully enclosed in a certain cube at a corner.

The space cube that captures the two shrinks dangerously, compressing the space where the man in black and Zhongya are located is getting smaller and smaller.

"What will happen in the end, I don't know. Can a human body fit into a cube?"

Dazai on the other side tried to rush over to unshackle them, but Rimbaud blocked his way by drawing out the scythe that had been nailed to the ground just now.

"I've changed my mind, Dazai-kun, let's get rid of you first." Rimbaud said without expression on his face, "After all, there is a possibility of breaking the game in you."

"Are you no longer afraid to touch me and make your whole subspace burst like soap bubbles?" Dazai raised his face.

"I'm sorry. Although I can't use the corpses of my predecessors to attack you, I can still be considered a mafia. Whether it was in the past as an investigator or recently, I have specialized in physical training. To defeat a weak person like you Boys don't have to work hard."

Dazai dodged swiftly as the silver sickle was danced vigorously, but this situation could not last long, as long as he was negligent, his throat might be cut and he would die instantly.

"As for your counterattack...do you want to try it? Please note that dead people cannot invalidate their abilities." Rimbaud, who had gained the upper hand so far, said lightly.

Are you going to die?

The space they were in was still shrinking, and Yuri and Zhong also leaned against each other's warm backs while retreating.

"It hurts you."

Chuya, who leaned against Yuri without looking back, said so.

"You came here with me, right? Otherwise, why would you suddenly come to such a remote place when you have always been stationed on Leibo Street. I don't know if it's for the purpose of protection or something else. In short, the facts are as follows This is what you see."

"Now you should also understand the reason why I hunted you down. However, what happened eight years ago and today has nothing to do with you."

Whether it's being declared a target to kill, revealing his inhuman past, or being cornered now, his expression has not wavered in the slightest.

Yuri couldn't see his expression, but it was conceivable that his eyes were still as clear as ever.

Yuri turned his back to his boyish figure who was neither tall nor burly, but was always upright, showing a touched expression on his face hidden under the hood.

"His target is me after all. When I go to distract him, you can take the opportunity to find a gap and escape—throw that guy on the ground over there, and the space will be temporarily broken. Then you go find— "

He paused, as if he was a little reluctant to say the next words.

"The Port Mafia are here to reinforce and remove this man who betrayed their organization."

Dazai sneered twice.

"I actually had similar thoughts with the little dwarf who lacked intelligence. I almost believed that I was really dying."

It is not easy to get close to the enemy holding a long-handled weapon, but Dazai has been keeping a close eye on Rimbaud, looking for gaps in the opponent's movements.

"Mr. Mori who sent me here after saying 'no danger' didn't take my request to heart...you really are forgetful."

He muttered under his breath in his trademark frustrated teenage voice.

"Don't worry, unlike him, I have kept your desire to commit suicide in mind, and I will definitely give you a good time, so it's better to give up struggling." Rimbaud assured him.

"No, that's not the case." Dazai rolled forward and escaped the blow from top to bottom in a little embarrassment.

"Although it would be a little embarrassing to say it... But I decided not to die for the time being, and the reason will be discussed later."

"That one over there, get ready."

"It will be too late if you don't use the illusion!" The system seemed very nervous, whining in Yuli's ear.

"It's too late." Yuri calmly stated the fact that she was out of play, "The illusion released in this small space can't touch the space around Rimbaud outside, and neither hallucinations nor tangible hallucinations can take effect. So I'd rather Hate the space system."

"What! Are you going to delete your account here? I told you in advance that you won't be able to reload the file here." The system turned pale with shock, "Didn't you just happily say that you were here to beat someone up! If I knew it, I should have stopped you!"

At the same time, Yuli, who was being flooded with information from three parties, only felt his head buzzing, and he could hardly suppress the irritability in his heart.

"What are one or two talking about...don't underestimate people!"

"Even if I'm not the real Huangba, so what? I haven't planned to run away now!"

she shouted.

"Guys who are good at space, listen up, I'm here because of what you did on Leibo Street. Even if the homes and lives of those ordinary people are worthless in your eyes, you must pay a price today Just do it!"

Zhong is also concentrating on looking for flaws in the space wall.

Rimbaud and Dazai stared at each other.

It seems that everyone didn't pay much attention to Yuri's belated harsh words.

But a cold light rose from the corner of the hall in the melee, pointing at Rimbaud like a sharp sword, shooting towards him with lightning and flint.

Rimbaud only had time to turn around and block the attack. Due to the hasty defense, he had to take three steps back under the strong force.

That was the trident that fell into the dust sadly before.

It rushed out obliquely and completed a beautiful sneak attack on Rimbaud.

Surprisingly, the person who made this attack was the previous leader who had been lying in the corner for a long time.

His long white hair was a mess at this time, covered with dust and stains, and there were many wounds left on his body by Yuri's trident, but he stood proudly unknowingly.

"You...you controlled what I manipulated...this is impossible...what kind of ability..."

Rimbaud forgot the language for a moment, and stormy waves appeared in his eyes.Seeing this, the two teenagers not far away showed excited expressions.

"Your abilities seem unreliable." Zhong Ye laughed, showing his white teeth.

"Boss, attack Dazai-kun and Chuya-kun!"

Shocked, Rimbaud tried to give orders to the former leader again, but found that the old man no longer obeyed his orders, but made a mocking sound instead.

"Hahahahahaha! Is this the long-lost freedom? Rimbaud, when you dug me out of the grave, did you want to get today?"

Hearty laughter echoed in the hall.

"Zhongye, add the gravity ability to the trident to increase the strength and speed of the attack!"

Yuri urges him to join the battle between the former leader and Rimbaud.

And Dazai took this opportunity to stay away from the center of the battle, and moved quickly towards the direction where Chuya and the man in black were.

There was a faint red light on the trident, and the frequency of attacks immediately accelerated.

"I'm actually fighting side by side with that utterly evil former leader of the port mafia..." Zhong also looked at his hands and muttered to himself.

"Is now the time to think about such issues!" Dazai shouted.

In the process of dodging the leader of the previous generation, Rimbaud's manipulation of the cubic space block finally showed a flaw, revealing a gap.

Yuri seized this momentary opportunity and took Nakaya out of the gap. At the same time, the black illusion flame finally found a place to display its power.

In the dark red subspace, black flames danced little by little. This strange scene seemed to be hell returning to the world.

But unfortunately, after a moment of embarrassment, Rimbaud calmed down again.

Even if the battle situation is ever-changing, there is one rule that will never change——

Without Rimbaud's consent, no attack of any kind can penetrate the space beside him and reach his position.

Rimbaud raised his hand and released the space wall again.

Now even the previous leader couldn't touch him at all, let alone hurt him with the trident.

Although the distance is extremely close, it seems as far away as if it has crossed the world.

"I admit that I was wrong before. You really have abilities that I didn't expect."

"Yokohama is indeed an interesting place... new strange abilities that I haven't even seen in Europe appear one after another. If possible, I would like to play with you for a while."

"Unfortunately, the game is over."

The crimson subspace skyrocketed, and countless space blocks flew through it, enclosing Yuli, Chuya, and the former leader in different spaces.

hateful!How to break this trick?Yuri gritted her teeth as she fought back.

The space system is simply cheating.

While dodging, Yuri fell heavily into the ruins, and the hard ball that was put in his pocket at some point hit his leg.

that is……

She was dizzy for a moment when she fell on the ground, and she thought of something slowly, and took out the small ball in her pocket.

This strange prop... Can it capture people?How to use it?

Before she could figure out why, the next wave of attacks had already arrived.

Yuri, who was eager to get up, had to interrupt her thinking, and on the other side, Chuya jumped forward on the almost invisible debris flying in the air, and suddenly pulled her out of the danger zone.

"careful!"

In a hurry, Yuli's master ball flew out of his hand, bounced on the ground, and was submerged in the turbulent flow of space in an instant.

Oops!Throw it crookedly!

Yuri's heart sank completely.

However, in the next second, a slender but firm beam of light in the dimly lit battlefield illuminated Rimbaud's surprised face.

"What is this-"

Before he could finish his question, he couldn't finish it.

Because his whole body was enveloped by the suddenly thickened beam of light and disappeared.

All the dazzling light effects - the crimson field covering the sky and the shining space blocks also disappeared, and belonged to the small ball on the ground that opened its cover at no time.

Then the lid snapped shut.

Yuri, Chuya, and Dazai all stared at the purple and white ball on the ground, holding their breath.

The ball swayed in a small circle by itself, as if something inside was struggling to get out.

But it was unsuccessful.

The heartbeats of the three also accelerated.

Then shake again.

Shaked again.

With a melodious and brisk ding, several small sparks bounced out of the top of the ball and disappeared into the air.

Then all the light went out and completely stopped.

An unremarkable little metal ball.

Lying quietly on a smoky ground.

Lying under the complicated gaze of the three scarred people and the long-lost sunlight.

In the blink of an eye, three days have passed since the thrilling battle that day.

Yuri was stuck in the mattress, lazily not wanting to move, spending a lot of time in a daze every day.

Don't want to work, don't want to go out, tell other people in the store "there are always a few days in a month".

There were a few scratches and lacerations on my body, not too serious, and gradually getting better, but the mental shock still needs a few days to digest.

Yuli held the ball like a hot potato, not knowing what to do with it.

She pinched the purple and white ball in her hands tangledly, worried that her hand would slip and Rimbaud would be released.

Tuck it under the pillow.In the end, I hid it in the bottom of the flowerpot, and hypnotized myself to completely forget about it.

Here's how the day ended:

A fierce battle ended so strangely and easily.

With question marks all over their faces, Chuya and Dazai looked at Yuri, hoping she would give an explanation on the current situation.

Yuri... Yuri was also dumbfounded.

After a few seconds, when she digested the current situation, she immediately turned into a black mist, rolled up the ball and ran away without a trace!

Even the quick-witted Dazai couldn't figure out what kind of existence Master Ball is in this world.

The reason for crossing the world wall is different. She has long accepted the belief that "existence is reasonable". As long as the functions of the props and instructions are consistent, everything is fine.

As for whether other people's world views have collapsed, what does it matter to her?She didn't want to know how the port mafia would react.

Anyway, they don't know who the man in black is, just a little bit.

Yuri waited nervously for a few days, but Leibo Street was always calm.

It seems that neither Chuya nor Dazai has mentioned her appearance.

The haze above his head gradually dissipated, and Yuri, who had regained his composure, decided to put the negotiation with the system on the agenda.

"Tong." Yuri poked the system.

"Is there anything you want to explain about what you said that day?"

"Is... is it about the difficulty?"

The system is a little guilty.

"In this world, the place where supernatural powers are most active is obviously in Europe, and there are also the most powerful supernatural beings. I wanted to avoid it, so I chose the more peaceful edge of the Far East. When this happened, Everyone didn't want to woo woo woo..."

"so what?"

Unmoved, Yuri put her hands on her chest.

"The difficulty is beyond the level, what remedial measures do you have?"

"Now you have two choices, either I will help you change your business target to another street, or stay on Leibo Street and continue to work hard. Fortunately, you only have one restaurant under your name now, and it is not too difficult to move. The current The store level and personnel can be teleported directly, but whether Eita and Yuuki can leave depends on their own wishes."

"..." Yumekawa Yuri fell silent, looking at the ceiling.

Nanako, who was sitting by the window looking at the scenery, seemed to have sensed the change in her mood, jumped onto the bed and rubbed her arm.

She clicked on the map of Saibo Street in the control panel.

The little people moved slowly on the circular map, continuing their daily life without realizing it.

Yuri's eyes slid over the names one by one, and she was already familiar with many of the names here, and she was even able to match the names with the people.

Being able to have such a map is indeed inflated.Sometimes it even gives people the illusion, as if...as if this block belongs to her.

Many people's lives have been changed because of her.

From the map, the rather funny Huangba spit out the ruins of the fee-paying attraction is still visited by people.

She also walked every corner of this street, although sometimes she just passed the rooftops.

Even the strongholds of major criminal forces have left traces of her nostalgia.

(Dark forces: This is just your unilateral feeling!!!)

Yuri's fingers slowly ran across Nanako's back, feeling the soft cat fur slipping through her fingers.

"I'd better stay here."

Whether it's here or another street, it doesn't make any significant difference to her for business purposes.Even ordinary, well-ordered streets far away from the development of the plot will be a better choice.

But it is different for Leibo Street.Maybe this place needs her presence too.

What's more...

"I don't trust your vision in choosing a business location." Yuli said to the system confidently.

"Moreover, the antecedents of Radium Bowl Street have been completely unraveled. Even if there were any serious secrets in the past, they have been wiped out eight years ago. Based on my experience in reading comics over the years, the stage plot of this location has ended !"

"The most dangerous place is the safest place!"

System: OK.

Yuli didn't let it go: "So? Can't your game company issue some compensation measures? For example, send a ten-company?"

Mobile game players all know that if a brain-dead planner is scolded, he should send ten shots in a row to express his apology. If it is not enough, then he should send another shot.

The system scratched its head: "Well... I'll try to apply for it."

"You have to work hard yourself! You are still more than 300 points away from accumulating the next ten rounds. This speed is not good."

The degree of prosperity in the interface is still only a pitiful 11%, which can break through single digits.

"It won't work without the flow of outsiders." The system tried to analyze it for her, "Even if you open the Leibo Street Central Restaurant as the Leibo Street Central Canteen, or even the Leibo Street Integrated Bathing, Dining, Shopping and Leisure Center, it's still not enough. far."

"Because the population here is only a pitiful little bit." Yuri continued what it said.

"That's right!"

"In the eyes of people in Yokohama, Saibo Street is a chaotic, uninhabited land and the capital of crime. Let alone stepping here in person, even people in Saibo Street will receive strange looks when they go out for business."

"This situation has been going on for eight years... It is the most difficult thing to change people's ideas. Do I have to wait another eight years for this?"

The more Yuri thought about it, the more upset she became, and she didn't even touch the cat in her hand anymore.Nanako began to cup her hand in displeasure.

"Should I change my strategy and open a restaurant branch outside? It would be great if there were more useful tools for Eita and Yuuki." Yuri flipped through the map.

Just as she was thinking about it, her gaze, which was wandering casually, suddenly focused, and she noticed something strange on the map.

Meng Chuan sat up abruptly.

Zhong also did not appear on this map, it was a matter of these two days.

On the first day, he did return to Leibo Street in good condition, and he was not seen again after that, nor did he come to eat.

Yuri, who was physically and mentally exhausted, speculated that he had gone to the hospital for treatment, but didn't think much about it.

After all, Rimbaud gave him a ruthless blow as soon as he came up that day, and he should lie down for two days just because of the concussion.

Oddly enough, all the members of "Sheep" have also disappeared.

The world evaporates.

They were supposed to be wandering around the base of the organization, and they went somewhere. The building is now full of people from the Port Mafia.

It wasn't like this yesterday...

Fuck, could it be that they were all killed by the port mafia while they were not there?

"Oh my god..." Yuri moaned, covering her head.Yin, I really want to cry up to the sky.

The system said cautiously: "I don't think you were killed. After all, you just slept late. If there is a battle, you should be able to hear it."

"Then what should I do? Rush into their base and drive out the Port Mafia, or just sit and watch? Wouldn't he be going crazy if he comes back later? Don't wait until he smashes Leibo Street again?"

"But, after all, this is a matter between their organizations. According to the code of conduct you established before, as long as there is no violence, you have no reason to intervene."

"...Wait a minute!" The system suddenly said.

"Someone is here, it's that boy..."

"Chuya?" Yuri got out of bed and was about to run downstairs.

"No, it's Osamu Dazai."

Today is really a sunny day, the temperature is suitable, the breeze is blowing, and even the chirping of birds on the roadside is so pleasing to the ears.

Osamu Dazai was thinking of happy things, and smiled as he walked, and he didn't even feel pain from the wound on his chest.

In Dazai Osamu's memory, the last time he felt so happy was a long, long time ago, and it can even be traced back to the so-called childhood.

With this feeling in mind, he briskly pushed open the door of the restaurant in the center of Leibo Street, the destination of his trip.

Yuri took several deep breaths at the top of the stairs, readjusted her facial expression, and told herself to calm down.

She has many secrets that cannot be revealed, and this young boy with a flexible mind cannot discover the clues.

Before she got down to the last step, she heard Dazai greeting Yuuki with an energy befitting his age.

"Good afternoon~"

The contrast was so great that it was a bit scary.

"Oh, hello." Yuuki said, "You look very happy today, did something good happen?"

He also has some impressions of this young man with a different style of painting.

Dazai seemed to be waiting for this sentence, he looked at the other party, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"It is indeed a wonderful thing."

He looked very harmless when he laughed, very friendly.

"Because the 'sheep' were completely exterminated this morning. "

Even the tone of voice is cute.

If you ignore the real meaning of this sentence.

The glass of lemonade that Yuuki was supposed to hand to him fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

And he himself stood there at a loss, not knowing whether he should apologize for his slippery hand or pick up his collar and yell at him.

"Did you just say, exterminate?"

Yuri appeared behind him silently, with a complicated look on his face.

"Hmm. That's right." Dazai tilted his head with his hands propped on his cheeks, allowing the sun to pour down on his handsome profile, "There was no battle, no casualties, all thanks to me."

Yuri's hanging heart relaxed slightly, and he pulled the chair beside him and sat down.

She glanced at Yuuki, who finally regained consciousness, lowered his head, and went back to the kitchen to get tools to clean up the glass shards on the floor.

"So, you are actually a member of the port mafia, I really can't tell."

"Not yet, but it will be soon. Wait until the finishing work here is over." Dazai said in a rare longing tone, his tone was as relaxed as saying "I want to join a new club" .

"And I'm about to have a dog of my own!"

Dazai cupped his face, showing an excited expression.

"Eh? Do you like dogs very much?" Yuri tried hard to keep up with the jumpy topic for some reason, "What kind of breed is it? Have you prepared kennels, dog food, etc.?"

"..."

"No, I don't like dogs." Dazai showed disgust again for a moment.

? ? ?Change face too fast.

Confused by reason.

"I'm talking about that kind of dog, that kind." Dazai danced and started gesticulating, "If I want to eat food from this restaurant, I'll buy it for me quickly and send it over, and if I have a sore shoulder, I'll give me a good massage , this kind of."

No, wait, this description doesn't sound like a real dog at all.

Yuri felt tired for a while, and decided not to go around in circles anymore.

"By the way, do you know where Zhongye went? Is he with the rest of the sheep?"

Dazai looked at her fixedly, and burst out laughing.

"Finally couldn't help it? Well, I guess you came here to ask this, after all, you have a very good relationship with that small creature."

"He's fine, at least much better than before." Dazai said casually, "It's just that he won't come back."

"……What's the meaning?"

"It means that he decided to change his mind and join the port mafia, and no longer be an unemployed gangster on Rabo Street."

Yumekawa Yuri once again had a question mark on his face.

No, one or two of you? ? ?

Wait, wait, that dog, could it be...

"Sigh." Dazai sighed suddenly, "Even though it's like this, I can't bear to eat in a restaurant with him, but it's really quieter to come alone."

"Please pass me the menu~" He smiled and gave Yuri a wink.

So the menu was handed to him.Dazai reached out to take it, but Yuri didn't let go.

"Anything else?" he asked knowingly.

"Please tell me where Chuya is now."

Yuri said solemnly.

"Well, since we are both in the mafia, we should be called colleagues." Dazai tilted his head, "I think you should know the discipline of our organization called terror in the night, leaking information about internal members is not allowed."

"However, if you bribe me a little bit, the information about the location of the little dwarf is not completely impossible to explain. After all, he has not officially reported for duty, and he is a super-low-level personnel."

"..."

"Please!" Yuri clasped his hands together, blinking his eyes sincerely, "Is he injured? I want to visit the doctor."

"I heard that someone has super-first-class treatment here, and they don't have to pay for meals, that's great~" Dazai looked around, but didn't look at her.

"I'll give you free bills in the future!" Yuli immediately swore.

Dazai showed a somewhat smug and happy expression: "Hmph, not bad."

I want what the dwarf has!

After getting the promise he wanted, he spoke happily.

"Chuya is lying alone in a private hospital owned by the port mafia, thinking about life."

With his poor brain capacity.

Dazai glanced at Yuri, and swallowed the second half of the sentence.

"You will be stopped if you go alone, I will take you there after I finish eating." Stretching his waist, Dazai said lazily.

"It's just for me to appreciate his current expression. It's so pitiful that it makes people want to laugh."

Phew... I don't know how Chuya is feeling right now...

Let's visit him with food.

Let Chuangzhen do something good?

Unlike the cheerful Dazai, Chuya was in a depression.

Although his injury was not serious, it was not to the point where he had to stay in bed.

Just don't know where to go.

I don't want to go to the base that has been turned upside down by the port mafia subordinates who have come to take over without a trace of the boys and girls.

Newly assigned, single dormitory in the Mafia building at the port, don't want to go.

I don't want to go to an office haunted by nasty sinister bastards.

As soon as you close your eyes, those former companions who suddenly stood on the opposite side point at their guns, and bullets as dense as raindrops will flash frame by frame, causing a headache.

He readily agreed to the request to join the Mafia.He has no regrets about this decision.

But the turbulent emotions under forcible suppression are pouring back into the bottom of my heart.

As shields for sheep, and swords for port mafia,