Port Mafia executives have something to say

The Russian man in a long cloak reached out his hand, and gently smoothed the long indigo hair scattered around his collarbone for the boy as if he were treating some fragile and fragile treasure.

He picked up a strand of hair scattered on the ground that was stained with dust, but was still as cold as water, and carefully twisted it twice with his fingertips, "Is this it?"

The opportunity to destroy the world, the last insurance to seal that powerful god-like ability in this body.

Dostoevsky, who was not aware of the important piece of information [Shen Haijing is not human], took out the communicator that had been prepared and began to issue orders to his subordinates, "It's me, Ivan. You can send someone over to respond now. gone."

When the devil tried to take away Shen Haijing who fell into a coma, many people around who had been controlled by sin song had already woken up.They looked blankly at the strange things around them, and lost their earliest memory of being manipulated by the sin song.

After waking up, the vast majority of people immediately left the construction site in a panic.

But there are also some more careful people who noticed that they are out of tune with the surrounding situation,

"Hey, is this kid okay, do you need help?"

"Thank you for your concern. I won't bother you to lend a helping hand. I will take care of this child well—" Dostoevsky showed his usual gentle and polite smile to the visitors.But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the person in front of him,

"Is it okay?" The man exhaled as if he was completely relaxed, and then a slightly childish smile appeared on the corner of his mouth,

"Great, I can finally feel at ease now."

"Ok?"

Dostoevsky sensed that something was wrong, but the moment the demon raised his head, a dark and heavy gun was pressed against his forehead.

The cold muzzle brought him back to his senses.

And behind the gun, the young man in the uniform of a waiter in a coffee shop looked at the leader of [Rat of the Dead House] indifferently.

Several layers of pale white bandages firmly covered the iris-colored eyes on the other side of that delicate face, and then disappeared in the depths of the dark brown hair, as if covering the boy's always deep and elusive thoughts .

"However, there is still one thing to remind you. I can understand the psychology of mice who like to steal things,"

Osamu Dazai had no expression on his face, his eyes seemed to be filled with the bloody wind blowing from the abyss,

"—But, don't just abduct and sell other people's children."

Dostoevsky's purple pupils contracted violently, but then he laughed out of surprise and couldn't restrain himself, without putting the gun on his head into his eyes at all, "So it's you... It turned out to be like this."

"I'm glad you understood it so quickly, but it really saved me a lot of talking."

Although the words in his mouth seemed to be praised, there was no smile on Dazai Osamu's face at all,

"Deliberately let Suzuki Shizuko appear in front of Jing Jun, you are trying to test his mental state like two years ago and in the previous battle with [Group]—"

"You also understand this, so you didn't hand over the prepared battle plan to Shen Hai-kun, but to... Well, it should be the current adjutant Mr.—"

"——You have already predicted that Gemini Kate is the spy I sent in the past. So I never thought about following the plan that He Orihara Rinya made in advance, directly obliterating Jingjun in that coffee shop——"

"——Aren't you the same? You also predicted that the sin song was just a cover-up set up by me. So even if Gemini Kate's knife almost smeared Lord Chishio's neck, he still forbears not to appear behind—"

"——Instead, I chose to meet with him alone, and let Suzuki Shizuko do it."

"—Instead, ambushes and medical teams are ready to wait here, and even I will use anesthetics."

"..."

"..."

Two youths who were gifted by God with brains beyond ordinary people were facing each other silently.

——This person is really difficult to deal with.

They both thought at the same time.

"Since Orihara is not trusted by you, then you must have concealed something from him. For example, the most important purpose of your trip."

This time it was Osamu Dazai who spoke first.He took a step to the side, and behind him appeared two armed troops armed with live ammunition, powerful flashlights and light machine guns.They had been in charge of clearing the place before, driving away those who tried to look over here.

The blond man on the left is pushing a wheelchair, on which sits a young man with dark red eyes who is also pointed at the head with a gun.

It is none other than Orihara Rinya who has a cooperation agreement with Dostoevsky, or has had a cooperation agreement.

"—The one who really wants to destroy the world is not Jing-kun, but you Dostoevsky."

The cadre of Mafia at the port walked over, brutally grabbed the hair and forced the young man to look up, and poured the following words into his ears one by one, "Do you hear me clearly? The five decays of heaven and man are the culprits who want to destroy the world , and you are honored to be their accomplice."

Osamu Dazai shook off the silent intelligence dealer who was biting his lower lip, and said sarcastically, "Iriya Orihara, how does it feel to almost destroy your lover with your own hands?"

"Are you really in love with humans? Shouldn't you be hating humans instead? A murderer of love."

"..."

Is it fear, or repentance?

Orihara Rin also lowered his head in the posture of being thrown away, and his dumb black forehead hair covered his dark red eyes, making it impossible to guess his inner thoughts at this time.

"If it were me, I would choose to kill you and your entire family directly as revenge."

But how can this concealment be hidden from Osamu Dazai, who is the best at trying to figure out people's hearts?

He looked at Orihara Rinya pretending to be distressed, and suddenly broke into a malicious smile full of muddy black mud,

"Or let you also... how about being possessed by a rival in love?"

"!"

Possessed by sin song—for Orihara Rinya who has always scorned the other party's "love for mankind", this kind of psychological torture is better than simply killing him.

"However, you should be lucky." The young cadre of Mafia at the port looked at him condescendingly, "You actually got the protection of Mr. Jing at the last moment."

"Although he is a soft-hearted fool. But I still want to give Jingjun this little face. Be grateful to him."

After saying this, Dazai Osamu didn't even look at Orihara Rinya, but turned to his subordinates to give orders casually,

"Break his legs and throw him at the gate of Su Nanhui."

……

"Are you feeling guilty for deceiving him, Dostoevsky?"

After his own troops escorted Orihara Rinya and left, Osamu Dazai returned to that tired look of being indifferent to everything, and turned to the most difficult enemy he had ever seen in his life.

"This is really an exaggerated accusation. I did not deceive Mr. Orihara."

On the contrary, on the face of Dostoevsky who raised his hand and was pointed at by countless light machine guns, the mask-like gentle smile never disappeared, "Does it mean that Mr. Shen Hai doesn't have such strength? Or Said Mr. Cadre, you believe that he will never get lost in his own power."

"..."

From this sentence, Osamu Dazai immediately realized that the other party still didn't know the true face of Fukami Kyo, and just regarded him as an exceptionally powerful person with supernatural powers.

He turned around immediately, in order to reduce the chances that the devil on the opposite side would see his leaked facial micro-expression and deduce something from it.

At the same time, Osamu Dazai began to quietly (cross out) write the script (cross out) and make up a future plan,

"I dare not say to others that Jing Jun has been wasting his perfect talent and refusing to increase his strength."

"He's not my subordinate, and I can't command him. Presumably in a few years, the potential that you value will gradually become an ordinary thing."

"..." Dostoevsky tilted his head, and he didn't even care if he accidentally bumped into the muzzle of the gun next to him, "Are you going to let me watch this shortcut break?"

"There's no such thing as a shortcut,"

Waving his hands to let his subordinates back away, Osamu Dazai checked the stab wound himself, bent down to carefully avoid the wound, and carried Fukaichi to the stretcher next to him, "You already know the price of his special ability, right? ,"

"—no one would choose to die if there were other things to pursue."

Osamu Dazai's words, I don't know whether he is referring to his friend who is still struggling, or himself who is about to give up everything.

"..."

Dostoevsky pondered for a moment, and from his expression, it was impossible to see whether he believed Dazai Osamu's words, "So from the very beginning, this Lord Red Tide was the bait used to lure me into your trap ?"

"You clearly know that His Excellency Chichao's greatest weakness is that you are too soft-hearted towards you who are close to you, but you still force him to face it so cruelly and mercilessly. Even I can't help but start to feel pity for this child."

"To lure you out? Are you kidding me? It's just a mouse. To me, you have no such value."

The youngest cadre of the Port Mafia——Osamu Dazai squinted his eyes as if he couldn't get up his spirits. He took advantage of the dark moonlight of the night to look at the indigo-haired boy lying sideways on the stretcher, and his words could not hear his original intention. Is it true or false.

I can't tell whether he has a bit of moving tenderness in this sentence,

"I just want to teach this naive guy a lesson."

In the next second, he turned around and hit Dostoyevsky hard on the head with the butt of the gun in his hand——

"Well……"

Like a demon flower of honey water blooming and flowing down from the sinful place, a dark streak of blood flowed down the demon man's left forehead, and then crossed the end of his eyes, staining the white velvet hat.

Dostoevsky blinked with some discomfort, and was about to say something when Osamu Dazai cut him off, "Are you thinking [I was successfully provoked by you so easily]? That's right, the fact That's it--"

He lazily raised his eyes, "So after being provoked successfully, it's not too strange for me to act a little too much towards you in anger."

"...I really made a slip of the tongue this time. It seems that you don't ignore the existence of Shen Hai-kun like I thought."

"It turned out to be a mouse, so give me a little bit of self-knowledge. Is it too embarrassing for my brain to guess the thoughts of human beings?"

"..."

This sentence sounds no different from the angry words of children when they play their temper.Dostoevsky said that a mature adult like him really couldn't answer the conversation, and it was definitely not because he was a little dizzy from being hit by the butt of Dazai Osamu's gun.

"But you don't have this chance anymore. I will send you to meet the god you believe in after I tortured everything in your mind." Osamu Dazai took the handkerchief handed over by his subordinate, wiped the blood stained on his hand, Ordered in a cold voice,

"As long as he makes any rash moves, he will be shot and killed immediately."

"Obey." The ten-man on-duty leader of the action unit under Shen Haijing who was called by Shen Haijing immediately bowed his head and answered.

And after Dostoyevsky was taken away by the team members, she raised her head cautiously and glanced at Fukami Jing who was being treated urgently by the medical team, "Mr. Dazai...Mr. Jing, is he really okay? "

"It's okay, didn't the devil say that? His purpose was to capture him alive, so he just smeared a larger dose of anesthetic on the knife."

"..."

When did that devil tell his purpose, the person next to the conversation between the two of you didn't understand at all, okay? !

The head of the ten people slandered silently, but on the surface he did not dare to show any disrespect to Osamu Dazai, who had become the head of the five cadres in just a few months - those who dared to do so would not be able to see the sun the next day.

"...It's just a knife wound, and it's more suitable for him to have a long memory." Osamu Dazai looked at the indigo-haired boy in a coma who was urgently treated on the spot with dark eyes, and stood beside him with his arms folded.

"However, Mr. Jing's health is not good...... Yes, I'm sorry! It's the subordinate who talked too much."

"After you were transferred to Jingjun's subordinates, you became much more courageous, Meteor Sauce."

The ten-man leader of the action unit who was named and named immediately lowered her head in panic, and now she even trembled slightly when she spoke, "... I am very sorry, Dazai-sama."

"No, now you are Jing Jun's subordinate, of course I don't want to discipline you on my own." He said calmly, but these ungenerous words made the other party even more nervous.

"..."

"..."

After a death-like silence, Osamu Dazai suddenly knocked his hand, and the ten people beside him trembled in fright, just wanting to close their eyes and wait for death, regretting why they had to exchange value with their colleagues this afternoon.

"I almost forgot about it." He turned his face full of elation, as if something joyful had happened, "That female assassin... where is the first love that Jing Jun never forgets now?"

"..."

WTF? ? ?Does Beijing sauce have a first love? ! ? ! ! !

The ten-person leader felt that her ears probably, no, there must be something wrong.

Regardless of the shock of the head of ten, Osamu Dazai happily turned and walked to the other side,

"She is no longer under Jing Jun's protection, right?"

……

Although the port mafia is an illegal organization with strict rules, there are only three iron laws that cannot be shaken.

First, absolutely obey the orders of the leader.

Second, never betray the organization.

——Then third, if you are attacked, you must pay back twice as much.

……

The author has something to say:

In this chapter Dazai is in charge of slapping the face, the next chapter will naturally be...

I saw the comments made by the cuties in the last chapter... 嘤嘤嘤 They are so cowardly that no one dares to reply.

The next chapter will fully explain the follow-up of this dungeon, and then we can go back to Yokohama and enter the sweet daily chapter.

It's a real daily life, not the messy daily life of the previous volume [Serious]

Let's order. You can have any candy you want now. Let's see if our brain circuits can be combined~

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