After becoming a blood clan, he did everything possible to seek death

Hearing Oz's insults, the man's face turned pale, but he didn't dare to say anything more when facing the bandaged boy behind Oz.

Those who came to the Hong Kong Black Banquet don't know about these two cadre reserve officers?

Although this is just a banquet in the name of Hong Kong gangsters, no one present does not know the intention of the current leader Mori Ogai - to show everyone the sword of the port mafia and announce the status of Hong Kong gangsters in Yokohama and the whole country.

The man intends to use women to curry favor with gangsters in Hong Kong. Although his actions are rude, it does not mean that he is too stupid to see the intimate relationship between the two in front of him.

But I've never heard of such a number one person beside Osamu Dazai?

Compared to the man drenched in cold sweat, the atmosphere between Ozzy and Dazai was much more relaxed.

After being praised by Dazai with his eyes, the trace of guilt caused by cursing in Oz's heart subsided.

At present, only Dazai came to the hotel, neither Chuya Nakahara, nor the leader and his other cadres showed up.

Dazai winked at his subordinates again, and after leading Ozzy inside for a while, his subordinates dragged away the man who was frozen in place.

The sound of the man struggling could be heard from far away, and Ozzy turned his head worriedly, but in the next second, Dazai turned back with his chin pinched.

Oz: "Is that all right? He's your guest too?"

Dazai looked indifferent, and only after seeing the table of desserts did he reveal his cute eyes with glowing eyes.

Dazai, who stuffed his mouthful of cake in three seconds, squinted his eyes to enjoy Ozzy's mouth-wiping service, and explained in a muffled voice.

"Although he is said to be on the list, in fact his family is just a nouveau riche. It is estimated that it will be eaten away by other families in a few years."

Seeing that Oz was still worried, Dazai brought a piece of biscuit in his left hand and a spoonful of pudding in his right hand, and brought them to Oz's mouth.

"Which one is tastier?"

"Huh? I'll try."

Ozzy, who had become used to feeding each other at some point, obviously didn't realize how intimate their actions were to outsiders.

He just babbled and ate the food, and then told Dazai seriously that the pudding was better.

"That's it." Dazai took a sip with a spoon, put the remaining pudding into Ozzy's hand with a bright eye, and swallowed all the biscuits he took a bite of, "I also think that pudding is more It's delicious."

"This is what I..." ate.Oz only spoke half of what he said to stop, and Dazai already licked the biscuit crumbs on his fingers as if no one else was around.

Dazai blinked at the helpless Oz, as if he didn't understand his expression.

"By the way, I forgot to ask you just now, didn't Zhong also come?"

"Chuya? That guy was caught by Alice, so he's still trying the rope, right?"

"... Grab it? Hair rope?"

At this moment, Nakahara Chuya, who was forced to stay by the leader's order, was sitting on the ground suppressing the anger in his body, trying to ignore the movement above his head.

As soon as he entered the door, he was asked to recite the three major principles of Hong Kong and black by the serious leader. Zhong also did not have such a strong sense of crisis as Dazai. "Order" clearly blurted out.

Then, he was held down by the shoulder by the teleported leader.

A girl with a basket of combs and bows appeared from behind Chief Mori, and smiled purely at poor Zhongya.

"Then let me help you dress up."

Following Alice's gesture of holding his heart, Osamu Dazai finally couldn't help laughing and fell down at the table.

After all, the basket was decorated with bows and bows, just thinking about wearing a decoration bigger than his head to the banquet, Osamu Dazai felt that the banquet was worth it.

"Ah!" Dazai looked at the phone, "Mr. Mori asked me to go out, they should have arrived, Oz, you have to stay here obediently and don't walk around, or you will be caught by some people who look like people." Eaten by wild beasts."

He said goodbye to Oz with a smile, but turned his head away and glanced in a certain direction while hiding his smile.

Because most people are aware of the unusual relationship between Osamu Dazai and Ozzy, they dare not approach this handsome man.

But there are always some people who are more courageous than others.

A bald man in an orthodox kimono paced over, holding a small fan in his hand, with a kind smile on his face.

But Ozzy could feel the man looking at him.

"My humble farmer," the bald man smiled, "Head of the Supernatural Secret Service Section."

He only showed a pensive look when he saw that there was no surprise in Ozzy's eyes.

"It seems that you haven't heard of the Supernatural Secret Service."

Oz didn't think about hiding it, so he nodded, "But your name sounds familiar."

Zhong Tian was a little surprised, so he briefly summarized the Supernatural Secret Service Section: "To sum up, the Supernatural Secret Service Section is an organization that wants to wipe out the port mafia all the time."

It was only then that Ozzy remembered that the surname Zhong Tian was indeed at the top of the Hong Kong black invitation list.

Gengtian raised his hand, and the person standing behind him immediately offered him a cup of hot tea.He looked at the teacup and didn't drink any water, but raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"Sir, you look like you just joined the Hong Kong black organization? Otherwise, you shouldn't recognize my face."

Obviously, Zhong Tian also knows how valuable his head is in the mafia.

Oz hesitated for a moment, then finally shook his head.

"I'm not part of the Port Mafia."

"Sure enough, a kind-faced person like you is certainly not a bad person." The smile between Zhongtian's brows and eyes deepened a lot, and he lowered the teacup, revealing the reason why he was surprised just now.

A tea stalk stood upright floating in the middle of the hot green tea.

Taneda blew the tea stalk aside and took a sip of hot tea with a smile: "It is said in Japan that seeing a tea stalk standing up is luck. Sure enough, today is indeed a lucky day."

People from the Supernatural Secret Service Section vaguely blocked the path of the Hong Kong gang members who wanted to get together, and the section chief asked Oz to clean up and motioned for them to go aside and talk.

The band in the banquet hall was still playing music tirelessly. Ozzy stood where he was, looking at Zhongtian with scrutiny in his eyes.

"Maybe we can chat somewhere else?"

"If you want to inquire about Hong Kong gangsters from me, then I can only say that I don't know anything."

"Is there any news about Hong Kong and black? We naturally have our channels to find out."

"Then we have nothing to talk about."

Seeing that Oz was about to turn around and leave, the smile on Zhongtian's face finally faded, and while he put on a serious expression, he downplayed it, and at the same time, a vacuum circle had been cleared by the people from the Supernatural Secret Service Division.

"If I say, I want to invite you to join the Supernatural Secret Service Division, can you spare some time for a chat?"

After hearing the words, Ozzy didn't look back, and continued to walk in the direction of the exit.

It never occurred to him to be on the opposite side of Dazai, even though he didn't agree with Dazai's position at the moment.

"Then let me put it another way."

"Assuming that some people want to obtain a new identity in the future, the Ability Secret Service is the only place that can help."

These words successfully made Ozzy stop, and followed Chang Tian to an empty lounge.

Because a strange face appeared in the area of ​​gangsters in Hong Kong, after some investigation, the Ability Secret Service Division found that they could not find any information about Ozzy, and not long after, there was a rumor in the black market that someone wanted to They offered a reward for capturing Ozzy's voice alive, and they became interested in Ozzy.

Gengtian’s original intention was indeed to recruit Ozzy, and use his relationship with Dazai to obtain some information about gangsters in Hong Kong, and the benefit he can give Ozzy is to help him change his appearance, so that he can be among the killers attracted by high bounties. Survive safely.

What Geng Tian didn't expect was that during the chat, Ozzy actually revealed the idea of ​​"wanting to get a new identity for Dazai".

And it was only after Zhong Tian repeated it twice that he reacted a little bit to "someone paid a high price to capture him alive".

"Huh? Someone wants to arrest me?" Ozzy was a little puzzled. He didn't know many people here. If he had a hostile relationship with him, he could count them with one finger——Musei Tsuji.

"Compared to this, I hope you can consider my conditions. I will grant one of your wishes, and you will find a way to give Dazai a new identity."

Nan Tian was a little hard to understand: "You mean Osamu Dazai? That person soaked in black mud and blood, I think it is possible for him to become the leader of the next generation of Hong Kong gangsters, but it is possible that he will voluntarily leave this organization sex……"

Chang Tian hoarse and shrugged, the meaning is self-evident.

"You don't need to think about this, this deal is only between us." Hearing what the person in front of him said, Ozzy frowned.

Zhong Tian showed a polite apology just right, he took out a folding fan from his sleeve, opened it for a while, and then asked: "Well, even if you follow your trading method, then you have to show your value, What is the maximum limit of a wish in your mouth?"

Ozzy relaxed after hearing the words. Since the other party asked this question, he must be interested in this deal.

As long as there is a breakthrough, he can at least guarantee that after Dazai is picked from Gang Hei in the future, this young guy will have a place to go.

As for whether Dazai is willing to withdraw from Hong Kong and Heilongjiang——

Whether it was physical or magical, there were countless ways Ozzy Francis could find to subdue him.

"Ahem." Gengtian coughed twice, trying to call back the handsome man in front of him who was distracted.

Ozzy raised his eyebrows and saw Zhong Tian's head.

"The limit, it's small enough to solve your hair loss problem."

"It's so big..." He snapped his fingers, and after a while, there was a gust of wind outside the window, and the clear sky suddenly became dark, with the momentum of dark clouds overwhelming the city.

Naneda looked out the window in disbelief.

The conversation in the lounge ended quietly when the glass windows were slammed by raindrops.

Ozzy understood the success of the transaction from the surprised eyes of Zhongtian, but Zhongtian did not express his wish in detail, and when Oz hesitated whether the wish of Zhongtian in the future would violate his morals, Zhongtian's dark-colored There was some embarrassment on his face.

Taneda scratched the back of his head with a fan, took a deep breath and assured Ozzy that the original intention of the Supernatural Secret Service Division was to maintain the safety of Yokohama, and he would make a wish to Ozzy out of this idea.

"By the way, can I ask you a question?"

Before leaving, Ozzy asked Zhong Tian a question that had puzzled him for a long time.

"How did you see the Port Mafia?"

Geng Tian stood by the window with his hands behind his back and sighed leisurely.

"Hong Kong gangsters, although I don't want to admit it, but their existence is indeed necessary at present."

"In places we couldn't manage, they established a dark order that kept Yokohama safe at night."

"Where there is light, there must be darkness."

He paused for a moment, then turned to look at Oz.

"Ogai Mori and Osamu Dazai are the most suitable choices among those who have to make a choice."

When Ozzy left the room, he seemed to half understand the farming.

He thought, if the gangsters are compared to the ghost dance Tsuji Wumi, if Wumi eats human beings reasonably, is the existence of Wumi acceptable?

No.Soon he denied his strange idea, even if the behavior of hurting others was regulated, it was still hurting.

Just like a dark creature like a vampire is now the only one left, something that survives by absorbing important things from others is destined not to last long.

Although Hong Kong gangsters have used their own methods to protect a certain part of the people, they are actually still hurting others.

Smuggling weapons, fighting, fighting, Ozzy never liked these things.

But that sentence is correct.

Where there is light, there must be darkness.

"Ozzy? Why are you standing here?"

Hearing the voice from behind, Oz realized that he had been standing in the corridor for a long time.

Ozzy looked up, and there was an orange-haired boy standing at the end of the corridor. He was wearing a slim suit and an old hat.

"Chung Ye?"

Seeing the young man approaching quickly in front of him, Oz greeted with a smile.

It's just that Zhong also not only didn't respond to him, but also pulled him into a corner where no one was around, looked around like a thief, and then retracted his head after making sure no one was there.

"Shh, don't let Dazai find out!" Nakaya put his index finger between his lips, "It happens that you are here, do me a favor!"

Ozzy nodded, and crossed his index fingers in front of his mouth, indicating that he would not speak.

Zhongye's eyes flicked from side to side, his whole body was full of irritability and shame visible to the naked eye.

He took a deep breath, and the veins on his neck burst out before he took the hat off his head.

The short orange hair has grown a little longer, and he is wearing a pink bow at the moment, no wonder he looks a little taller than before, it turned out to be the bow.

The bowknot didn't know how to tie it, and it got tangled up with a bunch of Chuya's hair. Chuya tried to pull it twice, but couldn't pull it off.

"Don't be so hard, I'll do it." Ozzy lowered his voice, raised his hand and slowly freed the orange hair from the iron buckle of the bowknot.

The action was successful, but the hair that had been entangled for a long time showed a distorted posture, forming a small ball on the top of Chuya's head.

"Pfft." Ozzy couldn't help laughing out as Chuya pressed his hands on his hair angrily.

He made an apologetic gesture, thought for a while, and summoned a cane from his sleeve.

"Why don't you tie a ponytail so that it won't stick up."

Oz grabbed Chuya, who was about to run away, and pushed him on the sofa under the shocked eyes of the other party.

"Why are you so strong?!"

"Shhhhh, if you speak louder, Dazai will come, don't be afraid, I'm gentle, I'm very experienced in this kind of thing." Before, he had tied the hair of Tanjiro and Midouko in braids.

Ozzy felt he had a say in blowing his hair.

"what--"

"I think I heard the little man's voice—"

"You guys—gentle—and experienced—"

"What are you going to do?"

A muffled voice came from the corner of the wall.

The black mist behind Dazai seemed to be turning into reality.

He squinted his eyes, looked back and forth between the two of them, and then stopped at the bundle of orange hair in Ozzy's hand.

"Tsk."

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