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It was also rare for Nakahara not to quarrel with Osamu Dazai, his cobalt blue eyes looked at Dazai's kite-colored eyes seriously, "Dazai, you are too soft-hearted, although you pretended well, you are not suitable to be a mafia at all .”

"Without firm belief, you are more like duckweed, just staying with me and the leader at the port of Mafia."

Osamu Dazai was speechless for a moment, unable to tell whether his partner's evaluation of him was correct or not. Just based on his understanding of Chuya, he knew that Chuya was serious, seriously felt that he was not suitable for gangsters, and Chuya knew him best Man, even deeper than his own understanding.

"Chuya, don't be kidding me. I've already become an associate cadre of Mafia port. It's too ridiculous for you to say that I'm not suitable."

Nakahara didn't smile either, his sharp gaze was like a knife that could pierce people's hearts. Although he was wrapped in bandages, Osamu Dazai had the illusion of being seen through.Zhong Ye's sharp eyes pierced his clothes and his brain.

Recalling the conversation with Chuya last night, even Osamu Dazai was a little at a loss. Everyone seemed to have their own goals in life, and only he was still drifting with the flow.

Everything you want can be easily obtained, even the highest ideal Omega of ordinary people, he doesn't care about it, the family's favorite is Omega, and he can be trusted to protect him unconditionally.

Money and power are all at your fingertips, even the life that everyone cherishes can be given up at will, 'Is there really some value in human life? ' Osamu Dazai asked himself.

He can donate his salary to an unknown orphanage at will, and he can also use his partner's lunch box when he is penniless. At this moment, Osamu Dazai is sitting casually on the road in his expensive black suit. side.

It is normal for Hezhong to quarrel over trivial matters, but it is still rare to be dismissed.

In fact, it’s not a big deal, it’s just some small things. The port Mafia is cleaning up the influence of the black organization in Yokohama recently. Osamu Dazai accidentally discovered that some low-level members of the black organization were dealt with without even knowing what their family members did. The poor guy who was hit by the disaster stepped in to help.

This is not the first time, Osamu Dazai even anonymously donated money to several orphanages within Yokohama, and every time he is said to be a bad person.

Is it wrong to give some property support to those who have suffered sudden changes, and to be an anonymous kind person?Anyway, it's just a little money.

Osamu Dazai didn't understand, Mingming Zhongye was the so-called good guy, why he could be said unceremoniously that he was not suitable for the port Mafia.

He only occasionally helps people he sees without showing his face.And Zhongye is someone who will help the old lady cross the road, so Zhongye can be suitable for the port Mafia, but he will be judged as unsuitable.

Not only did Osamu Dazai not get a satisfactory answer from Nakahara Chuya, even the elder sister and Mr. Mori did not give him full affirmation.

Just when he and Zhongya decided to hand over the gold to Mr. Mori, he came down to drink water in the middle of the night, and the conversation between the eldest sister and Mr. Mori came in the dark.

"Dazai actually chose to take out the gold instead of eating alone, which really surprised me." Ozaki Koyo's voice was as calm as ever, but the content of the discussion was so amazing.

"After all, no one knows who is behind the money." Mr. Sen hesitated, "The port Mafia is their backer..."

Koyo Ozaki interrupted Mori Ogai's words: "Two blacks are invincible!"

"You are his teacher, you should understand, just like I understand Zhongye. He doesn't need to give this money to ** to seek asylum."

Mori Ogai understood what Koyo Ozaki said, "I will give him the treatment he deserves."

Koyo Ozaki also slowed down his attitude, "Osamu Dazai is a good boy, but since he agreed to hand over the gold to the port Mafia, I think he is still good."

Mori Ogai sighed in the darkness: "Dazai is too smart, too much like me."

Koyo Ozaki said: "It's normal for a disciple to look like a teacher, and he is your disciple after all. Follow you from the disordered Radium Bowl Street to the port Mafia."

Osamu Dazai didn't know how he got back to the room.Nakaya was sleeping next door, Osamu Dazai pried open the door and got into Nakaya's bed, the little man was blushing from sleep, a small ball was hidden in the quilt, with a small bulge.

Rubbing his partner into his arms, Osamu Dazai felt empty inside. As a teacher, Mr. Mori is not very brilliant, but he did teach Osamu Dazai a lot of skills.

As the saying goes: Those who are brave enough to shake the Lord will be in danger, but those who have conquered the world will not be rewarded.

It's better than death, Osamu Dazai committed both.

After joining port Mafia for three years, no one knows better than him how much wealth these hands have created. Half of the wealth in Mafia was created by him. This time he discovered so much gold, Mr. Sen has nothing to do but give way to him Reward something too. .

"Will I be sent to the west to guard?" As soon as he spoke, Osamu Dazai realized how soft his voice was, or perhaps he hadn't planned to sleep soundly in the first place, and gave him an answer.

A small night light suddenly turned on in the darkness, so Zhong didn't know when he woke up, so he got up and took a glass of water from the bedside and handed it to him.

"Why do you think about so many beautiful things? Didn't you understand before you did it? There is clearly a better way, and the most dreadful method must be adopted. Drink some water and sleep!"

Rarely, he didn't push Dazai away. Dazai lay down after drinking water, and the gold ceiling didn't shine in the dark night. Dazai stared at it all night without sleep.

Nakahara is also right. Transferring a house is a troublesome thing. It is a provocation for him to transfer the golden house, which symbolizes trouble, without Mr. Mori's knowledge.

It is a straightforward and slightly naive threat: You see, I have all your documents in my hand, and I can complete the transfer procedures so quickly, and I can easily use the nails you planted in the government.

However, Mori Ogai is not a big-hearted person. With Dazai Osamu often wandering by his side, I don't know how many late nights he would wake up alone.

Provoking Mr. Mori can be interpreted as boring, but now Mr. Mori really intends to leave him alone, which makes Osamu Dazai a little annoyed.

Just like a kitten, if you tease it a little, the kitten will blow up, even if you give it some goat milk, the kitten will not run away. Just like this, one teases another and the cat blows up without incident for several years.

Now Mr. Sen doesn't want to be teased any longer. Unless he can usurp the throne by virtue of his merits, he can only watch Mr. Sen kick him out.

Let's usurp the throne, it's boring, I don't want to bear so much; wait to be kicked, and it's really passive, which makes people unhappy.

It seems that the port of Mafia can no longer be his shelter, and he has to find a hole by himself.

Osamu Dazai was walking in the late night of Yokohama, looking up, the Mafia building in the port not far away was brightly lit, and Mr. Mori was probably working overtime, only he was idle and had nothing to do, without dozens of documents on his shoulders.

On an unfamiliar street, there is neither the milk tea shop he likes to go nor the familiar sign bar. There is only a row of closed car washes, and an orange light bulb is half hung in the damp doorway. This is what Osamu Dazai saw. The only light, empty without the hustle and bustle of Mafia.

Suddenly, the roar of a locomotive came to his ears, and when he turned his head, Chuya rode his little red locomotive and charged in front of Dazai Osamu with the wind, lifting a few strands of hair on his forehead.

"Hey! You bastard mackerel, who made you stay out at night, you are so courageous, you, I will kill you!" Zhongya Nakahara got off the motorcycle with a dissatisfied face, and strode towards Osamu Dazai.

A dark dwarf with sweat on his forehead, ochre-colored hair closer to a warm orange-red under the light, cobalt blue eyes full of anger, just such an airy little one with bright colors, standing There, with the wind and color, the depression in Osamu Dazai's heart was dispelled at once.

There were threatening words in his ears, and threats from his violent partner waving his fists in front of his eyes, but Osamu Dazai let out a chuckle.

The boredom was gone.Well~ Anyway, there is still this little slug here!

He stretched his arms around his partner's shoulders and looked around. This place was far away from the bar he frequented, and he didn't know how he found it.

"Chuya, how did you find me?" Osamu Dazai was puzzled and asked directly.

Zhong Yuanzhong also didn't care that he changed the subject, and smiled triumphantly, "I'm your partner, if there is anyone in this world who can find you, of course it's me."

Osamu Dazai didn't ask Chuya how he found him in a place where he wouldn't haunt in the first place, so he could only obediently get on Chuya's motorcycle and wait to go home to face the trial.

"Huh? You said you were bored? Being someone's subordinate, you stole the leader's medical card, and you were bored without being beaten to death on the spot?" I don't know how surprised he is.

"Do you need me to put you in the refrigerator to wake you up? You are taking fake medicine to make yourself stupid!"

Osamu Dazai took a sip of beer in Chuya's hand, and said vaguely: "Mr. Mori is too hypocritical, he should be as decisive as a man."

Nakahara didn't even hear Osamu Dazai finished speaking, so he waved his fist, "Don't say that Mr. Mori let you down, I think you need to clean up, you are a weak chicken and still depressed?"

"According to your idea, Mr. Sen shouldn't keep the matter in his heart. And then? Because of your provocation, he turned against you on the spot and fought to the death, while my eldest sister and I watched the excitement and sidelined the fight?"

"You are sick and can't see the health of others. Are you so sure that I will choose you instead of the leader?"

"Try it~" Dazai Osamu's eyes sparkled, "No matter what it is, it will be very interesting."

"It's really sick." Zhong Yuanzhong also sneered and clenched his fists, "If you don't fight for three days, you will go to the house to expose the roof tiles. You, a weak chicken who will fall down as soon as you hit him, dare to do things. You despise the ordinary life. See if I will help you seriously today. You cure the water in your head."

"Wait, Chuya! I think this is a trivial matter. I shouldn't go to the training room. My physical skills are not bad, really! I don't need to be personally tutored by the combat power ceiling of Mafia at the port."

"You bastard, don't break the door, let go." Nakahara Chuya pulled Dazai's legs off the ground, pulled hard, and Dazai was dragged to the training room with the door handle.

"Let me tell you, other experts have said that if you are unhappy, you have to vent it, otherwise you will cry, and if you can't, you will sweat. I guess you won't shed tears. I will accompany you when you sweat this time. By the way, you can Improve your physical skills, so that you don't have to bring down the entire port of Mafia by yourself..."

Accompanied by Osamu Dazai's begging for mercy, the black coat left a clean trail on the ground, and Osamu Dazai continued to lie dead on the sofa again.

After lying down for two days, Osamu Dazai stopped temporarily, and he didn't have the energy to continue to provoke Mr. Mori. One day, Osamu Dazai accidentally saw an advertisement, and he was almost blinded when he opened it.

I don't know when diamonds were associated with love, and now diamond rings are popular.

Osamu Dazai looked at the sapphire bow tie he had just made, and found that things were not simple. With his consumption, he might not be able to afford a large blue diamond in ten years.

"Mr. Mori, do you have any job for me? The kind that can make me rich?" A kite flipped over, and Osamu Dazai ran to Mori Ogai's office, pestering him for a job.

Mori Ogai has no face to face others because of his injury, and has been busy working in the house for the past few days.

I'm too busy to plan the development route for ten years from now. During the transformation period, what tasks can Dazai and Chuya have to dispatch?Compared to actually letting 'Double Hei' go out to work, the mascot status is more suitable for them.

"I plan to investigate the black organization recently, do you have any ideas?" Mori Ogai raised his eyelids and looked at this disciple who was clamoring for money.He dared to come over and make trouble for him before he even avenged his disfigurement, and he didn't know how he could be so brave.

"Whatever that kind of thing is, it's fine! It's just a small branch. No matter how powerful it is abroad, it will be a lamb waiting to be slaughtered in Japan. Solve it violently. As for those spies, we can pretend to be Get it back if you don’t know.”

"It doesn't matter if you instigate rebellion, or wait for their organization to redeem people, you can also get an amazing profit. Ah, by the way, wasn't it because of K fans and the organization in black before?"

"I just took this opportunity to find the source of their K fans, so that in the future the whole of Japan will not worry about the lack of anesthetics in the operating room."

Why is Mori Ogai worried about the shortage of anesthetics?Even if he used narcotics as drugs for that group of people before, he would do anything to attack them.

Now he has also evolved, and with the gold given by Osamu Dazai and Chuya, robbing other organizations is no longer his priority.

The former Mori, Yokohama Stability, and Ogai have successfully evolved through Osamu Dazai's mistakes and the flash of gold. What is the skill of stabilizing Yokohama? You should set small goals bigger when you are alive, such as striving for ten years Become prime minister or something.

But before that, he should still investigate the black organization more. God knows that only the Japanese branch has hidden so much gold, and I don't know if there are any amazing wealth in the American headquarters and Italy.

Oil and water should not be wasted, and the way to save is to squeeze them clean.