Social terror players, forced to become king

The scene in front of you can completely appear as a vertical drawing of a game.

The name on the top of his head is very eye-catching against a black background, which shows Osamu Dazai.

Qi Gongcheng realized that the other party's eyes were on him.

After leaving the Scotch car, he kept his eyes on the others because Radium Street was clearly in disarray.

There is no monitoring here, and in the eyes of everyone, he does not exist.

So, who is this person...

"Are you the person that the members of the criminal organization are looking for?" The other party spoke first, and looked at him coldly.

Qi Gongcheng noticed that the young man's left eye was wrapped with a bandage, looming from the unkempt hair.

He took two steps back, surprised that this person could see through his identity at a glance, and became vigilant.

"Who are you?" he asked.

"This is Yokohama, you have nowhere to go," the young man didn't answer his question right away, but said, "If you don't want to be caught as soon as you leave Yokohama, why not come with me."

"Is your home in Yokohama?" Nangong Makoto thought for a while and asked directly.

The word "home" made Dazai Osamu stunned for a moment, and then he pulled out a half-sarcastic smile, but his eyes were full of boredom: "Yes."

"Then I'm fine." Qi Gongcheng said flatly.

Many people here in Yokohama have blood on their hands, heinous, it is his excellent training point.And Dazai Osamu's inability to be affected by his God's Prosthetic Eye also attracted his attention, there is no harm in following the other party.

"Thank you for taking me in for the time being." He said sincerely, to be able to take him in regardless of his troublesome status, this character must be a good person.

Under the silver-white moonlight, the boy raised his head, and a pair of beautiful and mysterious blue eyes were exposed on the black mask, reflecting the black-clothed youth in front of him.

Osamu Dazai turned away slightly, and said indifferently, "Follow."

"My name is Osamu Dazai."

"Yes, thank you, Mr. Dazai." Makoto Nanakiya took two quick steps, maintaining a position half a step behind this enthusiastic young man, and secretly glanced at him.

For some reason, the other party looked familiar, maybe good people are kind.Qi Gongcheng no longer thinks deeply.

It wasn't until he walked out of this alley that Qi Gongcheng realized that there were two full rows of men in black suits and armed with guns standing outside.

At the moment when Osamu Dazai came out, they bowed in unison in a well-trained manner.Beside him, there was a girl who was dressed in shabby clothes and looked a little nervous.Seeing them coming, she tried to calm down.

"There is one more stop, to the orphanage in the suburbs." He said lightly, and got into the co-pilot of a low-key and luxurious black business car.

Qi Gongcheng and the other girl also sat in the back seat.

He observed the clothes and appearance of the girl beside him, she looked like a local resident of Radium Bowl Street.Even if he is not familiar with the environment in front of him, he is trying to adapt, and his eyes have a sharp light unique to people in this area.

The fluorescent pink name on the top of the head is "Akutagawa Silver".

As the scenery outside the window becomes more and more familiar, even though it has changed a lot since many years later, the basic structure is still there.Qi Gongcheng was surprised to find that this was the direction of the orphanage he had been to before entering the copy.

After arriving at the destination, a special person opened the car doors for them in the co-pilot and the back seat, and then stood back in the queue of men in black.

The director of the orphanage at this time is not the middle-aged uncle Mori Ogai that Nanakiya Makoto met in the future, but a strange face with thick black bangs.

For these uninvited guests who came suddenly and were fully armed, the dean was obviously mostly on guard, but he didn't dare to show resistance, and welcomed them in honestly.

In the simple reception room of the orphanage, the dean squeezed a cold sweat secretly, and asked cautiously: "Excuse me, is there any urgent matter for the distinguished guest to visit late at night?"

"Atsushi Nakajima." Osamu Dazai entered directly and pronounced the name.

Qi Gongcheng noticed that the dean's pupils shrank suddenly, which obviously represented that the person with this name had a special identity.

"Hehe, do you want to see that child?" The dean forced a smile, "He is still sleeping. If possible, I will bring him to see you tomorrow?"

Osamu Dazai slightly raised his hand, and the surrounding subordinates immediately aimed their guns at the dean sitting at the table.

"There's no need to say any extra polite words, you know his current situation better than me."

The dean was silent.The situation no longer allowed him to struggle.

"Okay then, but I ask you to come to him alone with me."

"Okay." Osamu Dazai easily agreed, and the surrounding subordinates were faintly agitated, but they calmed down under his gaze.

But this does not affect Qi Gongcheng's vision.

He could see the two of them entering a dungeon-like location, behind a solid iron fence, was a white tiger in chains.

The beast's vertical eyes stared dangerously at the Dean and Osamu Dazai who entered, and let out a threatening growl.

Neither of the two people present felt scared.

"Here it is," said the dean. "He is the person you are looking for."

The name on the top of the white tiger's head is "Nakajima Atsushi".

"Open the door." Dazai ordered.

The iron lock wrapped around the door fell heavily to the ground, and the young man walked in, the black windbreaker on his body looked a bit empty.

The roar of the white tiger approached by the prey became more and more deafening. The dean had a dark thought of letting the other party be buried in the tiger's belly like this, but when he thought of the black suits surrounded outside, he had no choice but to hold back his heart.

In the next second, the scene in front of him made him widen his eyes in shock.

Because the young man just lightly put his fingertips on the white tiger's body, causing its body to disintegrate instantly, turning into a blond boy lying on the ground with his eyes closed.

Qi Gongcheng who was outside also looked solemn.

Osamu Dazai can see through his ability to manipulate human vision, and he can also disarm Atsushi Nakajima's tiger by touching. Could it be that the other party is some kind of anti-supernatural ability?Very likely.

If all supernatural powers are ineffective on his body, then wouldn't Osamu Dazai see his face with a proficiency of 0, and he wouldn't die because of it?

Qi Gongcheng's heart beat slightly faster because of this possibility, and he was eager to try.

Osamu Dazai came out, and behind him was the head of the orphanage holding Atsushi Nakajima.

"Today's matter, I think, you don't need me to remind you. You should know that you can't disclose it to anyone." The young man obviously looked very young, but his aura easily overwhelmed the middle-aged dean who had been in some organizations. suppressed down.

"I know." The dean said, his past experience made him very flexible.

After being placed on a chair in the reception room, Nakajima quickly regained consciousness.

After realizing where he was, he immediately jumped up from the chair, stood up straight and looked at the man with the pot head sitting on the other side: "Mr.... Mr. Dean?"

The dean, who had never given him a good face in the past, did not look at him at this time, but set his eyes on the strange young man sitting across from him.

"Dun, sit down, where are the manners you learned before in front of distinguished guests?" He scolded in a low voice.

Atsushi Nakajima belatedly realized that he was in a conference room full of people, and immediately blushed and sat down.

"Then this is over, I will take Atsushi Nakajima away." Osamu Dazai said.

"No problem." The dean didn't hold anything back.

Atsushi Nakajima's shocked eyes were not noticed by anyone.In a few sentences, he was solved the problem of belonging.

I... can I leave here?

Until he got into the car outside the orphanage, he still felt a little dazed, and felt that the scene in front of him was unreal.

That young man in a black windbreaker... Mr. Dazai, as the director said, rescued himself from that difficult situation?

The young Atsushi Nakajima's eyes suddenly glowed with warmth.

In the blurred vision, a hand holding a white handkerchief appeared in front of him.His fingers were slender and fair, and his nails were round and delicate, completely different from his calloused hands from rough work.

"Thank...thank you." He looked at the golden shadow pattern embroidered on the handkerchief, "but no need, I will stain it."

The movement of that hand paused, then it covered his cheek gently yet firmly, wiped it lightly, and stuffed it into his hand.

Atsushi Nakajima looked up at him involuntarily, and met a pair of striking blue eyes.

The beautiful and deep color made him lose his mind for a moment.

It wasn't until the other party closed his eyes slightly in embarrassment that he came back to his senses and apologized hastily.

Qi Gongcheng nodded, then moved his gaze out of the car window.

The three of them who were picked up were in this car, while Osamu Dazai was sitting in front of the other car.

The convoy belonging to the port mafia drove into the parking lot under the five towering buildings.

Late that night.

Qi Gongcheng stood in the chief's office, the floor was covered with patterned and precious carpets, and there was no sound when he stepped on it.

Behind him, the gate was joined by Hong Kong and black officers in charge of security. There was a long red solid wood table, and Dazai Osamu was sitting at the main seat with an expressionless face, and some documents were piled beside him.

There are no windows here, and even though the area is large, the black decoration still feels depressing.

"That organization regards you as an important treasure, and even the photos have never revealed a single one." Osamu Dazai gestured for him to sit down, "Come to seek an exchange late at night, even if you pretend to be serious, but you can't hide that you are looking for Hong Kong. The haste of negotiating with Hei."

With a little effort, he slid a letter along the long table to Qi Gongcheng.

Qi Gongcheng opened it and saw that it was the organization's request to exchange him from the port mafia with other things.

"However, Mr. Dazai said he would take me in temporarily, so he will send me away tomorrow?" Makoto Qigong asked back.

"Oh?" The young man with a bandage on his left eye raised his eyes slightly, "I specifically applied to come to see me because I don't want to leave?"

"It's only temporary." Qi Gongcheng emphasized while touching his nose through the mask.

"Also, I believe you also want to know why they are so eager to find me."

"Let's hear it." Osamu Dazai said, quietly watching the young man in front of him release his chips.

"Because I have a very special ability," Qi Gongcheng said, "The ability is called 'gazing at the prey', and any human being who sees my face will die because of it."

"Really?" Osamu Dazai straightened up, "Then take off the mask and let me see."