Port Mafia executives have something to say

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Oda, who can speak harshly, is so handsome!

The charm of a mature man is really extraordinary!

I hereby officially announce that besides Mr. Nakaya, Odasaku is the most handsome and reliable man in Mafia port, no, Yokohama!

It seems that there are petite and deadly blue-ringed octopuses hidden in the soft and boneless coral, and red-tailed scorpions with poisonous needles are hidden in the warm sand beside the stream.

It was such words that seemed so plain that there was no murderous intent, but the mocking smile on Orihara Rinya's face disappeared instantly.

He flattened the corner of his mouth, and looked at Oda Saku as if he had just seen this person just now, "It seems that the system of the port mafia is very strict, or is it only Mr. Shen Hai's subordinates who are so loyal?"

"It's really strict," said Odasaku with a serious expression. "Although Jing is a boy, he is usually very good at acting like a spoiled child, and he is also very good at catching other people's small problems and deducting bonuses. It is really difficult to put it this way. I'm bothered by the boss."

I:? ? ?

The smile fades away.jpg

No, acting like a baby is the last resort, but I don't use it often... Wait! ?

The subtle statement?

Could it be that I was also affected by Odasaku's mouth by the way?It turns out that this man is a big killer that attacks both the enemy and us indiscriminately? !

play tricks?Difficult?

Is that how you usually look at me? !

Hold your breath...

Regardless of how Oda Saku evaluates me in my heart as the boss who is in charge of his month-end-bonus-gold—as long as I look at the speechless and disfigured handsome face of the intelligence dealer opposite , I was so angry at Orihara Rin just now that I almost wanted to pull out a gun, so I can forget about all unpleasant personal subjective evaluations.

With the idea of ​​taking advantage of this opportunity to make trouble as soon as possible, I lay on the table admiring Orihara Rin's shriveled appearance, pretending to be thinking and echoing:

"Maybe I can't even take a whip. After all, I am very popular in the organization. Everyone likes me very much. Who would really want to beat me?"

"Mr. Nakahara." Odasaku replied honestly.

"...?"

"Ah, of course Dazai seems to be able to do it too. If it's pure torture, he's actually better at it."

"..."

"So, Hongye-sama—"

"Stop, Odasaku, stop."

I covered my face tiredly, trying to use mango layer to support myself who was choked instead of pretending to be X.

I just want to follow Odasaku's handsome words just now and play tricks on him. Does he want to be so honest?

Obviously just now, he had already threatened in such a cold tone the scumbag on the other side who knew how to bully minors!Wouldn't it be good to just continue with that killer-like ruthlessness?

I rolled my eyes at the innocent Odasaku.

Still, like he said.

Assuming that one day I really had a brain twitch and defected from the port of Mafia, the old father's first choice would definitely be to send Shuanghei to hunt me down.

No matter anyone will be crushed into small cakes on the spot by [V] at the time of resistance, only the two of them, one can divide the sea with their own gravity, and the other can directly invalidate the supernatural ability, they can completely break the defense on the spot and rely on it. Pure gymnastics crush me.

Maybe I will play a few more emotional cards at that time, so I just surrendered and went back obediently-after I was tricked back, I would definitely be beaten again.

I haven't forgotten that Mr. Chuya said last time that if he finds out that I dare to defect to the organization, both of my legs will be broken.

Thinking about it this way is really plastic-based friendship, idols are so cruel QAQ

While there's no way this could have happened, I was still being abused by my own brain supply.

……

Just when my mind was so wide open because of Odasaku's two unconscious words that I was about to vomit blood because of the abuse, I was sitting opposite Orihara Rinya, trying to reach out for the dessert fork that nailed his coat.

Obviously he underestimated Odasaku's arm strength, not to mention pulling out the fork, the silver tableware nailed into the wood didn't even move a bit.

In desperation, Orihara Lin had no choice but to take off the coat first, and even sneezed because of the sudden cold.

Well, I'm glad to see him so unlucky.

But I'm happy, the most important thing is that I can't hold it lightly like this. This intelligence dealer does know something... things he shouldn't know, so I can't let him go easily.

"Excuse me, please come here for a while."

I don't know if my breathing was too much to reveal my killing intent, the red-haired man next to me suddenly stood up, raised his hand and asked the waiter who was patrolling the store to refill his cup of coffee.

But at the level of Oda Sakuya, maybe he didn't realize what I was going to do at all.

It may be that there are too many things to do in the past two days and I haven't slept well. It's not ten o'clock yet, and I have already yawned three or four times on the table in a daze.

So why hasn't Dazai replied yet?

I still waited for a while to dismiss Oda Tsukuru after the game was over, and went to kill Orihara Rinya directly on the way.

At this time, there were not many customers left in the store, and the coffee refills ordered by Oda Saku came quickly.

I lay down on the table with my eyes half-closed, and vaguely saw a hand wearing a black glove remove the half-eaten cake in front of me, and then put a delicate porcelain cup with a rich milky aroma in the cup made by Oda. In front of you, "Your Mocha."

I stared blankly at the suddenly empty desktop in front of my eyes, and it took me a long time to react.

Hey, why did you take away my Mango Melaleuca?

I haven't finished eating yet...?

There is no Melaleuca, and people are very sleepy.

So I began to secretly reach out to the still coffee in front of Odasaku.

As a result, my hand just reached halfway. This mature and reliable patriarch who has raised five... if Dazai is added, he will be six children. Take a sip.

After putting down the glass, he thought about it and made a comment, "Well, it's unexpectedly delicious."

"..."

He must have done it on purpose this time, right? !It must be on purpose!Just now, I just put it there for a long time and didn't want to drink it!

I thought before that the essence of Oda Saku is not actually a natural black, right? !

Is it the Pop who intentionally bullies and watches the other party jump, and then "hey, are you angry?" !

"Odasaku—"

"Don't puff up your face, Jing. The coffee is too irritating and it's not good for your stomach."

The red-haired man put down the glass nonchalantly.And relying on his own strengths, he directly put the cup of coffee on another table that I couldn't reach even if I stood up, "And it's already very late now, if you drink coffee again, it will be even worse tonight." can not fall asleep."

"..."

Can you drink then?

Unfair my lord!

Attention, Mr. Oda Sakunosuke, you have now lost a reserve fan who can produce food and call!

"Ha, your relationship is really good."

Orihara Lin, who was sitting across from me, also seemed amused by our interaction, I saw him laughing mockingly again, and mumbled something to himself.

Because of the conversation just now, I paid extra attention to his reaction this time.

The expression on this person's face is always very weird and unique, as if he has been intoxicated in the world of his imagination-is this the so-called second disease that people often say?

"It's been a long time together..."

While the two of them were chatting (why did Oda Saku want to have such a lively chat with this kind of person, huh), I secretly sent an email to Dazai, summarizing the content of it is that you are so slow to check the information, Mr. Cadres, please, Kangkang, I will add another QAQ emoticon package.

Then he returned quickly. On it was a half-length selfie of a pure black vest with a snow-white shirt: Dazai himself posed in front of the phone in a very seductive pose, sticking out his tongue and licking the muzzle of his gun while Wink; In the background is Mr. Nakaya, who is stepping on a bench and straightening his disobedient bow tie in front of the mirror. By the way, Mr. Nakaya looks impatiently at the camera—what kind of black pair did I draw? Limited Edition SSR! ! !

Immediately, my whole body is more effective than drinking ten cups of Double Espresso (espresso) in a row, and I am more energetic than that!

He just bounced off the table and took a crazy screenshot.

In order to show that he never prostitutes for nothing, he gave Dazai a big red envelope of 66 with a grateful heart.

This, this, where is this going Cos... Cough, is there a mission? !I really want to go with you!Although I feel a little sympathetic to this place that is about to be surrounded by double black... Well, looking at the ascetic attire of the two of them, it should be the waiter playing in the locker room?

Is this going to a dance, or a bar?

No matter which one, I admire the real name of Shenhai Kyoto!

People are in good spirits on happy occasions.I feel like I can go out and run three laps without panting now—even Orihara Rin looks a lot more pleasing to the eye, and I can try to leave a whole body for him when I assassinate him later.

"You look very happy, did something good happen?" Oda Saku temporarily suspended the chat with Orihara Rinya, and turned his head to ask.

"I got a card I like." I winked at him.

Of course, I can't just tell Odasaku that I'm eating food.

As a senior executive of an organization, I didn't gradually understand this until this time. Many times the whole thing is not what everyone sees or thinks.

More often than not, this is a strategy of the high-ranking ones.

For example, me and Mr. Chuya.

In the eyes of the less familiar team members, the relationship between the two of us is just a lukewarm, even a little bit of an ordinary relationship between juniors and juniors.Even in the internal forums that are restricted to Port Mafia members, there is a consensus that Dazai and I are closer.It made me put on a vest every time I went to blow a rainbow to Mr. Chuya.

- checks and balances.

Otherwise, under the circumstances that Dazai, a powerful assistant, has now independently become one of the five major cadres, the Ozaki Momiji faction, which still has two intimate and powerful martial arts quasi-cadres, will become a headache for the leader.

Just like the phone call that Mr. Chuya made to me before, we have all started to fear that the leader will one day... attack the eldest sister.

"Games?" Orihara Rin also interjected casually. It can be seen that this information dealer is more interested in chatting with Oda than paying attention to me. "I didn't expect Mr. Shen Hai to like such a child's hobby."

"Kyo is still a child now."

The top of his head was suddenly pressed by Odasaku's generous big hand, his warm body temperature dispelled the chilling air around him.

"Children...?! In two years, I will be an adult in the legal sense!"

"But I'm not yet an adult," Orihara Lin also chuckled, "In my opinion, only children are so eager to be recognized by adults."

I didn't bother to respond to Orihara Rinya's sarcastic remarks, and concentrated on sucking the paper figurine I just got.

This tight-fitting dark black waistcoat doesn't suit Mr. Nakaya, who is already in a top-notch figure. He is so good-looking, I can lick it for the rest of my life!

I also like Dazai's face, Yokohama's number one playboy really lives up to his reputation.If only the character could be a little cuter...?

"!"

Was someone watching me outside just now? !

I turned my head quickly and looked towards the glass wall next to the booth, so big that I even attracted the attention of the two people next to me.

"What's the matter, Kyo?" Odasaku put his hands on my shoulders, stood up and looked out over my position - he even narrowed his eyes slightly, probably launching his own [Tian/YiSeamless] 】.

But from the perspective of the two of us, we can only see the windows like a series of dark yellow street lights, and the people walking up and down on the street.

By the way, what time is it now.

I glance at my phone.It's almost eleven o'clock in the evening. This is an apartment residential area, and it's not a nightless city like Kabukicho's business district. Are there too many passers-by outside?

I looked around for a few minutes but still found nothing. Just when I was thinking "could it be an illusion", another equally chilling sight came from the other side, that is, from a certain direction in the store. stabbed over.

"!"

So familiar.

Isn't this the "admiration" sight I felt this evening, which Odasaku called "when you get old"?

When I looked over, it disappeared strangely.

Isn't this "admiration" sight too frequent, am I so attractive?

Or who made it on purpose... as a prank?

Just when I was a little confused about this and decided to send an email to scold Dazai first, another gaze, as sticky as honey melted by a small fire, was cast from the direction of the glass wall beside me again. Come.

Is it over...?

I really don't have any plans to find a girlfriend yet.

Social animals do not have girlfriends, it is enough for social animals to have a job.

But when I turned my head, intending to see which girl was so infatuated, I met a... human face that was glued tightly to the glass window and stared at me without any gaps.

The author has something to say:

Beijing Sauce: When in doubt, scold Zai first.jpg

Dazai: Let’s take a look at the short manpower ^^

Beijing sauce: ...Look, look at the photo (///w///)

感谢在2020-05-1707:58:00~2020-05-1805:27:26期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!