As a coser, I am revising the script every day

In the resplendent and resplendent auction house, diamond lamps like the Milky Way lit up brightly, dotted with women wearing luxurious dance dresses in the auction, with flower-like makeup, and the long dresses that slide between movements are extravagantly inlaid with countless gems. Like a flowing galaxy.

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked away, simply reached out to hold a red wine glass, and took a sip.

The slightly sour red wine in his mouth stopped for a second before he swallowed it. Nakahara Zhongya stood upright in the gorgeous banquet. foot.

Even the owner of the auction, who looked at the countless beauties, couldn't help but a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes when he saw Zhongyuan Zhong like this.

Central Plains is also worthy of being the most beautiful scenery of the port mafia.

He approached Zhongya Zhongya with a wine glass, clinked glasses with Zhongya Zhongye, well covered the surprise in his eyes, and replaced his admiration for the strong: "Master Zhongyuan Zhongye, tonight's auction , please."

Zhongyuan Zhong also hooked the corner of his lower lip with a smile, and casually put the red wine glass he had clinked with on the table covered with a scarlet table carpet, and said with no lack of arrogance: "The port mafia has already There is no gap in this auction."

If the port mafia is to be believed, stop making such statements.

The owner of the auction understood Zhongyuan Zhongye's meaning, but couldn't help but scratched his wrist. On his wrist... Zhongyuan Zhongye clearly remembered that he once saw a scar there.

Almost a little embarrassed, he threw away his pride as the owner of the auction, and said to Nakahara Chuya: "Master Chuya, please, sit by my side when the auction starts."

Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his eyes unexpectedly.

Surprise flashed across his heart. In his opinion, there was no force in this place that he needed to be wary of. According to the information his subordinates found for him, even if it could fight against the forces left here by the port mafia, There are not many that can be counted.

Why did the owner of the auction panic so much.

As he thought about it, he rolled his eyes slightly, could it be that something unexpected happened to the information he got, something unexpected happened?

The auction opened on time, and the heavy clock rang with a dull sound. Chuya Zhongya and the owner of the auction were seated in the first row, right in the middle.

As everyone was seated, the lights of the auction gradually dimmed, and Zhongyuanzhong was also in the dimmed auction. After looking around, he found the woman in a tuxedo who picked him up in the center. .

Her eyes are very calm, obviously, as the owner of the auction, her boss is so anxious, but she doesn't seem to feel it at all, sitting in the field, smiling and holding her chin, as if she is looking forward to those exquisite exhibits Roll out one by one.

Facing Chuya Nakahara's gaze, the anticipation in her eyes gradually froze, she smiled stiffly under Chuya Nakahara's gaze, and hid in the crowd.

Because Nakahara Chuya's eyes stayed on a certain place for too long, the owner of the auction asked worriedly: "Did you find anything?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also raised his hand and turned the ring on his hand.

The sapphire ring on his hand glowed faintly in the dark.

This was handed over to Nakahara Chuya by Dazai Osamu after he became the leader. He said that even if he recommended Nakahara Chuya, he would become a cadre's token, and Nakahara Chuya didn't have to wear it in normal times.

But it must be worn when there are missions in the Central Plains.

Zhongyuan Zhong also thought that it could be used as a signal to do something at some point, so he took it without any burden. At this moment, the sapphire ring was shining brightly between his fingers.

The people in the dark also nodded to Zhong Yuanzhong.

The scarlet curtain opened, and the huge auction finally revealed its majestic appearance, which was a huge mermaid.

The pure golden mermaid exudes the dazzling light of money, which is illuminated by the lights. On her tail, there is a huge platform. On the right, a woman in a red cheongsam walks slowly pushing the exhibits.

Step by step.

She walked very lightly, as if she was stepping on a cloud, and she seemed to have no weight at all, and she really didn't step on the floor.

Central Plains also held his chin in anticipation, waiting for the first collection to appear.

He was originally a big spender, and after he joined the port mafia and received a huge amount of money, he didn't spend the money as money.

Luxurious sports cars are randomly parked in the garage like old bicycles; priceless red wine is also placed in piles in the wine cabinet.

A bottle of wine in a wine cellar that was once smashed by Osamu Dazai is a huge sum of money that ordinary people can hardly earn for countless years. As the gem king of the port mafia, he will never be absent from Yokohama auctions .

Until the port mafia weakened due to Osamu Dazai's takeover in the past few years, Zhongyuan Zhong never participated in any auctions.

After all, this was his first time participating in an auction in so many years. Osamu Dazai did not stop him, and said righteously, it would be better to cook for me at home if Chuya went to participate in the auction or something.

When she reached the center of the stage, a woman in a cheongsam stretched out her plain white fingers and lifted the red cloth covering the collection, revealing the real hat underneath.

She held the two penis in her hands neatly, almost instantly.

The sub pops out of the chamber.

It directly pierced the chest of the man sitting next to the owner of the auction, and the bullet fired a beautiful blood flower on his chest.

Then came the screams that almost resounded throughout the auction. These well-dressed, dancing skirts of the upper class people who were in danger before they encountered danger, screamed and fled in a panic. The gate, and more, were indeed killed by people hiding in the shadows, and fell at the gate, blocking the corridor of countless corpses. Like a straw, he grabbed Nakahara Chuya's sleeve fiercely, and directly wrinkled the smooth cuffs that Nakahara Nakaya had arranged. He was almost horrified as he watched the appearance under the curtain of the auction, blowing handsomely. The woman who shot the gun: "Mr. Chuya, save me!"

Zhongyuan Zhong also sat upright slightly, he shook off the auction owner's hand, raised his hand and snapped his fingers, very crisp.

Then countless figures came out from the darkness, like ghosts in the darkness, they were so fast that they dodged the gun of the woman on the stage.

The bullets hit the ground with a bang bang bang, making holes one after another.

The smell of gunpowder filled the air, and the four of them grabbed the woman at the same time.

All the remnants of him and his party were also captured.

Zhongyuan Zhong also lowered his head and caught a glimpse of the blade on his neck.

The silvery blade touched his almost porcelain skin, and the woman holding the handle grinned at him.

It was the driver in the tuxedo, and she said in a clear voice, "My lord, did you anticipate your own death before you came here?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also smiled strangely. At this moment, he was finally sure that these people were indeed alien races. That's why he thought that simply relying on guns could make him submit. He couldn't help but curl his lips. Jiao, said teasingly: "I didn't imagine my own death, but when you made the knife, I already felt your death."

Seeing that Zhongyuan Zhongye was about to die, Ma Qi looked at the smile on his lips. It was obvious that as long as her hand was fast enough at this time, Zhongyuan Zhongye's head would fall to the ground, but she felt inexplicably, a kind of The sense of terror of being stared at by wild beasts made her tremble uncontrollably.

She clenched the knife in her hand and strengthened her belief.

She didn't feel even a little thought power in Nakahara Chuya, he was just an ordinary person, surprisingly, he was just an ordinary person with a relatively strong momentum.

Ma Qi was cruel, and pressed the knife on Zhongyuan Zhongye's neck hard, trying to make Zhongyuan Zhongye feel the threat of death.

But the knife in her hand, which was originally as light as a cicada's wing, suddenly became heavy as if it was carrying an infinite weight on her back. No matter how hard Ma Qi tried, she couldn't move the knife at all.

She could only watch helplessly as the fierce and violent red light slowly radiated from Chuya Nakahara's body, and even the knife floated up from Chuya Nakahara's neck by itself, automatically floating into the air, and then bang It fell to the ground with a bang.

Ma Qi almost felt that she saw a phantom. She almost felt that something was wrong when the knife was released, so she raised her leg and kicked towards Zhongyuan Zhongya. Her strength and fighting skills are definitely not bad. .

But she didn't even touch Zhongyuan Zhongye's clothes, and was directly grabbed by Zhongyuan Zhongye's ankles, twisted and pushed, and directly pressed to the ground. The black tuxedo on her body was stained with dust. Then all the limbs were imprisoned and directly taken over by the man in black.

The situation between the two of them can be said to be reversed directly. Nakahara Chuya squatted down. In order to match the black coat on his body today, he specially wore very long riding boots. The dark boots directly hired His calf, half-knocked on the ground, was stained with dust.

His bright orange hair is against the background of Dieli's face, and it shines faintly under the broken crystal chandelier. There seems to be a little indifference in his ice blue eyes, which looks very dangerous: "Who sent you here?" ?”

Ma Qi was held down and didn't want to speak, so she turned her cheek to the other side, which was a very obvious gesture of resistance.

Seeing that he was no longer in danger, the owner of the auction standing by the side immediately walked over and explained, "Mr. Chuya Nakahara, I know who they are..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a look from Nakahara Chuya. He had never met such a fierce look directly, and he was too frightened to speak for a while.

Nakahara was in a bad mood and asked him to leave: "Wait, if something happens, I'm not sure I can keep watching you without getting hurt."

The owner of the auction gave him a careful look, swallowed all the words in his mouth, and walked towards the door.

The auction conference hall, which was lively just now, suddenly became quiet.

The subordinates all bowed their heads silently, waiting for Chuya Nakahara's next order. Ma Qi didn't speak, and Zhongya Nakahara didn't force her. He sat down beside him.

Elegantly raising Erlang's legs, he cast a sidelong glance at the person lying on the ground: "Even if you don't speak, I know what will happen next."

Zhong Yuanzhong, who used to be the leader of the sheep, also said like a treasure: "After not receiving your news, those people will come to you within 10 to [-] minutes, and then they will fall into my hands. "

Zhong Yuanzhong also chuckled: "I hope they can be strong enough."

When Madge, who was held down, heard this, he couldn't help turning his head and glaring at Zhongya Zhongya: "You will definitely be defeated by our leader's subordinates!"

"Really?" Zhongyuan Zhong also broke his wrist, his fingers made a loose sound, and he wrote lightly, "That's really looking forward to, people who can make me a defeater, but no matter how many you count, you can't count how many come."

·

Holding a book in his hand, Kuroro stood quietly in front of the huge French window.

The cold moonlight poured on his body, making him look like a god who had no desires or desires.

The quiet night was swaying in the deep fog. He opened his eyes, staring at the almost bottomless abyss under the attic with his deep eyes, and a thought drifted through him thoughtfully.

Suddenly, I saw a bright firework blooming in the sky.

This is the signal released when the people in the Phantom Brigade are in danger, Kuroro glanced at Feitan not far away.

"Who is missing now?"

"March."

·

The waiting was a bit long, and Nakahara Zhong also lazily closed his eyes and took a nap for a while.

He hadn't closed his eyes for too long, when Pu Yi closed his eyes, countless lights and shadows danced in front of his eyes.

When he managed to suppress the light and shadow in front of him and was filled with irritability, he suddenly heard the sound of hurried footsteps.

He opened his eyes and looked over impatiently.

Seeing a dozen or so figures walking towards him from the gate, the gloomy moonlight made their shadows extraordinarily long and narrow.

Nakahara also smelled a similar smell from them, especially the leader, he looks as handsome as Osamu Dazai, as if he came out of a manga.

However, the aura on his body was so strong that almost Zhongyuan Zhong also felt the danger.

Zhong Yuan, who had waited all night and almost thought that his expectations for arriving here just now had come to nothing, raised his lips, and slowly stood up while leaning on the chair, dressed in black, looked at each other, and said provocatively: "You all come one by one. "

"Still coming together?"

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