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The crisp sound of glass shattering mixed with the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground sounded together.

Chuya Nakahara's hands were faster than his brain, and the moment the glass was shattered, Dazai Osamu's feet were suspended in the air, he controlled the gravity and let go, pressing him directly to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, Nakahara had no time to think about anything else. Gravity swirled and brushed past Osamu Dazai whose neck was stuck with one hand, and pulled back Haruki Yayama who was standing on the edge of the floor.

Under the guidance of most people's options, the supreme will's remaining will to complete the goal prompted Haruki Hayashi to let go directly.

Gravity has no effect at this point.

Chuya Nakahara was half suspended in the air, and caught Osamu Dazai dangerously and dangerously. Under the influence of disqualification in the world, gravity cannot be used. As long as the two people's current postures are slightly different, they can both jump directly from the building and achieve a scene where the leader of Mafia and the cadres of the port die together. The good story is enough to go back to the eighteenth generation of ancestors, and by the way, there is an old leader who knows under the spring.

Glass shards fell a hundred meters into the air following his movements, and hit the glass on the floor below, making a crisp sound of collision.

Now, as long as Jushan Haruki stands up and pushes, it can directly lead to an urban legend of a high-altitude parabola.

Fortunately, at the moment of the crisis, Zhongyuan Zhong, who was in the position of a cadre, also turned against him in time among the options.

One to one tie, the passive of the highest will was forced to go offline.

At this time, Nakahara, who was pulling Osamu Dazai and trying to get him into the car, didn't know that he had just passed by an urban legend about drinking ten bowls of mengpo soup before reincarnating in the next life to ensure that he would never remember it for the rest of his life.

Dazai Osamu's grandson can actually laugh at this time.

Zhong Yuanzhong also gritted his teeth, wishing he could fight on the spot after pulling him up.

When I watched it just now, I didn't feel it. I don't know where Haruki Juyama got the strength to be able to hold Osamu Dazai's neck with one hand and hang him completely in the air.

Although he looks thin, he is still within the standard range of an adult male, not to mention that he is at least 1.8 meters tall and weighs sixty to seventy kilograms. This is a man who has not undergone any training and has no muscle loss in his arms. Can a thin teenager lift it up with one hand?

And maybe Osamu Dazai's time in the air was too short, he misread it, when Nakahara Nakaya glanced over, the hand that was stuck around his neck was unbelievably stable even when it was released, from the shoulder to the forearm The lines are smooth and sleek, without any signs of muscle bulging and blue veins, and it even looks effortless.

Even if it was him, without the assistance of supernatural powers, it would be impossible for him to do so easily.

Besides, it was Osamu Dazai who was mentioned.

Not to mention the meaning of using a supernatural power to put one hand on the neck of the leader of the port mafia, but the person whose neck is stuck by him is Osamu Dazai, who is immune to all supernatural power effects and who is disqualified from the world. The chance for him to use his abilities.

Nakahara took a deep breath, and pulled Osamu Dazai up from the outside through gritted teeth.

Haruki Juyama broke the glass with his bare hands just now and the hole was not regular at all. The fragments on the edge of the toughened glass were sharp and sharp after the tempered glass was drunk into a spider web. After Nakahara Nakahara pulled Osamu Dazai up, he felt that there was a lot more on his body. Scars from broken glass.

The ground was also full of broken glass.

The glass shards that were broken after being smashed by Jushan Haruki were dotted among the black plush blankets, and the dots were like tiny stars in the night sky, reflecting red and white twinkling stars.

——The red color naturally comes from the blood stains on it.

At an altitude of 400 meters, the strong wind and rain poured down the cracks in the floor-to-ceiling windows into the warm and dry top floor of the Mafia building in the port.

The Supreme Will obviously does not consider the health of the body when it is trying to accomplish the goal at all costs. Along with the strong wind and the humid water vapor that is unique to rainy days, there is also a strong smell of blood that sweeps through the entire room.

Haruki Juyama broke the glass with his left hand without taking any protective measures, and was shocked by the fragments after the glass blasted, leaving shocking wounds. The deepest wound was turned outward, and the smell of blood swept along. The cold wind instantly filled the nostrils of everyone in the room.

It's a pity that none of the people who saw this scene showed any sympathy.

After Chuya Nakahara pulled Osamu Dazai up, he quickly dragged the table on one side with gravity to press Haruki Iyama.

There was such a loud commotion in the room, it was impossible for the Fighting Department not to hear it.

There are still at most five seconds, and the patrol personnel of the fighting group who can directly enter the chief's office area in a crisis situation will break through the door.

And he just needs to hold him down for the time being.

Osamu Dazai still has the face to say that Haruki Yoshiyama will not assassinate him, if he is not assassinated, what was he doing just now?

"Your purpose." Zhongyuan Zhong also straightened up slowly, stretched out his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth, only to realize that the glass shards splashed at some point had also drawn a wound on the corner of his mouth, and now it is slowly oozing blood .

Haruki Jushan hadn't had time to find a good excuse for the passivity of the supreme will suddenly taking effect.

The room, which had been warm and dry before, was now filled with cold wind and the smell of blood.

Osamu Dazai was the only victim who went outdoors all over his body. The black windbreaker he was wearing outside was already half wet by the rain. Sticking to his skin, it made his neck whiter.

It also makes the cyan handprint on it more clear.

"Cough..." Although the few seconds when Haruki Jushan was stuck on his neck was not enough time to suffocate, it was enough blood to rush to his brain, and a sickly bright red fainted on the side of his face.

Osamu Dazai coughed a few times in a low voice, then suddenly raised his head and looked at Haruki Iyama with a smile.

"Again."

Here comes the excuse.

Nakahara Chuya's first reaction was to turn around and hold Dazai Osamu.

He had no doubt that Osamu Dazai, who could say these words, would be able to jump directly in the next second.

Dazai's physical skills are not good, not to mention that he was pulled up from the outside just after being stuck in the neck. Nakahara Chuya's whole set of movements is smooth and smooth. I suspect that if the person he is holding down is not the leader of Mafia at the port, maybe He can also remove a joint by the way.

Osamu Dazai's position was only a few steps away from the window hole made by Haruki Iyama. After Nakahara Nakaya held him down, he pulled the bookcase and desk from the office with gravity like a cloud and water, and blocked Dazai all at once. Between the rule and the hole, the shattered floor-to-ceiling windows were abruptly blocked again.

The cold wind stopped suddenly.

If one ignores the scattered glass shards on the floor blanket and the bloody smell that is so strong that it is almost impossible to ignore, and then ignores the bookcases and desks that were pulled to the place that did not belong to him by the gravity of Zhongyuan Zhongye, the leader's office is barely restored at this time. The way it was a few minutes ago.

The supreme will suddenly launched.

Nakahara Chuya, who has just experienced ups and downs, is much easier to invade than Osamu Dazai. In addition, the highest will is active after the two passives were triggered just now. The two phases are superimposed, and Haruki Iyama squeezed in without any effort. Central Plains Chuya's mind.

Then, Chuya Nakahara, who had pushed Dazai to the ground a second ago to prevent him from jumping, suddenly popped out a dagger from his fingertips without warning, heading straight for Dazai's throat.

The blade was about to touch Osamu Dazai's throat.

Zhong Yuanzhong also changed his face.

He just seemed to be controlled by someone.

Osamu Dazai leaned back slightly and let out a slight sigh.

"Zhongye," his voice was still a little hoarse after being stuck in his throat, "you don't mean to avenge yourself, right?"

Something is wrong, he must have been controlled for a moment just now.

The thought of taking out the dagger and stabbing Osamu Dazai came from the bottom of his heart, but he didn't realize it was wrong until the blade was about to touch Osamu Dazai.

Psychic supernatural beings.

Haruki Juyama was in the same situation just now. He was doing well, but in the middle of the conversation, he suddenly rushed towards Osamu Dazai, and even smashed the bulletproof tempered glass with his bare hands.

In an instant, the list of countless hostile organizations flashed in Zhongyuan Zhongye's mind. The recently expanded financial market short-selling stock funds were merged into the casinos within the sphere of influence, and the newly opened smuggling routes.

Anyone can assassinate the leader.

After expanding the financial market, the market share won by some less glorious means, the shareholder who lost his fortune after shorting the stock fund, the crazy gambler who had nowhere to go and no mortgage, the smuggling route partner who tried to take risks and replaced him with ten times the profit .

The question now is, where did this supernatural being come from?

They have no experience with him at all, and know nothing about his abilities, but the other party is like a poisonous snake waiting in the dark for them. As long as someone is in the same room with the leader, they can control the other party's actions.

I didn't succeed today because he was here, what about in the future?

Zhong Yuan was also in a cold sweat behind his back.

And Osamu Dazai, who was in the greatest crisis over there, although his voice was a little hoarse, was unexpectedly relaxed: "Can I apply for a change of position?"

"The ground is full of glass shards, it's a bit dangerous to lie down."

"Still," he added.

Nakahara Chuya: ...

The latter sentence is the key point, right?

Is glass slag dangerous?No matter how dangerous it is, can there be a danger of jumping from the top floor?

"Alas..." Dazai Osamu who didn't get a response from him sighed leisurely, "I'm very envious of the obedient members of the Armed Detective Agency."

"It's not like Zhongye," he sighed regretfully, "he wants to kill me every day."

Haruki Jushan had already achieved his goal, he escaped with one blow without any reluctance to fight, and quickly pulled out of Nakahara Chuya's mind.

As a result, I heard this sentence as soon as I came out, and then asked back: "You know so much about the Armed Detective Agency, don't you want to change jobs?"

"Isn't it normal to know your opponent better?" Dazai took it for granted.

The opponent gave a hammer, but Haruki Jushan rolled his eyes.

"Port Mafia has already destroyed Butei." These two are now one is being pressed to the ground by gravity, and the other is being pressed to the ground by physics. They both gave up treatment and started chatting. ?”

"Be prepared for danger in times of peace," Osamu Dazai said earnestly, "Leaving an opponent is the source of progress for one's own side."

"It is only conducive to the development of the court to fight against the courtesy, and the port Mafia's one word will lead to the imbalance of power in Yokohama."

Haruki Juyama: ...

After Mori Ogai and Fukuzawa Yukichi, is Yokohama's third urban sex on the rise?

"I think Yokohama will end sooner or later under your governance philosophy." He complained.

No, Yokohama is already over.

Dazai smiled sarcastically in his heart.

Not only Yokohama will end, but the world will end sooner or later.

As long as anyone owes to write even one word on the book...

"Book?" Jushan Haruki couldn't help blurting out after listening.

What happened to the book?Isn't this the Yokohama Wishing Fountain (crossed out)?

Osamu Dazai's expression suddenly changed.