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

Things that smell like ghosts and aren't are easier to fix than you might think.

At least that's what Oz thinks.

This man who claims to be a blood race is not as afraid of the sun as in the movie. His long hair and clothes shuttle back and forth between irrational monsters, and his posture is elegant like a gentleman strolling into the dance floor. The target couldn't even touch the hem of his clothes.

The man who shines in the sun is also different from Zhong Yuanzhong.

Chuya's style is smooth and sharp. He waved the bunch of wisteria flowers casually, and the countless petals were wrapped in a dark red light at the moment they drifted away.Those soft and tender petals were like sharp swords under his control, piercing through the heads of the monsters in the blink of an eye.

These things that have lost their brains can only cause harm to ordinary people, and Zhongye Zhongye can be regarded as a top character. Solving monsters is more like hitting those slow-moving targets in the training ground.

So he had enough time to observe Ozzy's actions.

The monster disappeared into the world without even screaming in Oz's presence.

Nakahara also noticed that every time Ozzy dealt with monsters, he would subconsciously pull out something from his side, as if he had his own usual weapon, instead of stabbing the monster's body with his hands like this, and then There was no expression on his face, but he shook off the blood on his hand in disgust.

Who is this guy?

Nakahara also picked up a stone with his toes, and then kicked it hard towards Ozzy's back.

Unexpectedly, Ozzy, who seemed to have never noticed him, turned slightly sideways and avoided the stone.

In Oz's eyes, it was like a slow-moving flying object passing by the side of his face, and he saw Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his chin to look at him from the corner of his eye.After thinking for a while, he raised his hand to pinch the stone, and then threw the stone back in the direction of Zhongye in the Central Plains.

If the stone endowed with a gravity effect hits the ground, it will form a large pit with a diameter of at least 10 meters, but Ozzy seems to be unaffected. The stone held by his fingertips is obedient and obedient like a milk cat.

The stone finally brushes past the edge of Chuya's hat and hits the monster rushing behind him.

Chu also felt that Ozzy was not hostile to him, so he just watched Ozzy's movements and estimated the strength of this man who seemed to have some relationship with Osamu Dazai.

"The skill is not bad." Chuya tilted his head and praised his hat.

Ozzy turned his head and bowed to him: "You are not bad, too."

The exchange between the two ended quickly, but it was still noticed by some people standing upstairs.

Osamu Dazai, who had successfully rounded up with his friend, was holding his face and opening the curtain to look out.Beside him is an adult man, Oda Sakunosuke, who looks in the direction of Oz for a while and looks at Dazai's profile for a while.

Although his life experience is not rich, Oda Saku still feels a little strange from Dazai.

He originally thought that the reason why Dazai was unhappy at the moment was that he was sent by the leader to deal with these boring things, but...

"Are you hungry?" Seeing Dazai's face reflected in the window, Odasaku cautiously asked.

Osamu Dazai finally broke away from his thoughts, and glanced at his inexplicable friend: "Huh? What are you talking about?"

Oda, who guessed wrong, scratched his head. He is not that skilled in dealing with interpersonal relationships, nor is he the type who can quickly understand the emotions of others.

This made Odasaku sigh, if Ango was present now, he would definitely be able to see why Dazai was in a bad mood at the moment.

"By the way," Odasaku suddenly remembered the business of Dazai's arrival this time, so he said the clues he had, "The members of this area killed a zombie a few days ago, and a few days later I found out about the inexplicable disappearance of a member. I investigated a little bit, and it seems that someone was injured in that battle, so there was a rumor that 'it will be contagious when touched by zombies', and a few days later, someone claimed to see a certain colleague Lose consciousness and bite others."

"I think this rumor may be the reason for this large-scale outbreak of zombies."

Odasaku's tone became more and more serious, and he secretly glanced at the port mafia members behind him who had been in a state of tension.

He can't guarantee that everyone who escapes here will be in good condition.

Dazai, who understood his worry, was not nervous at all, and even stretched himself.

"Anyway, even if it becomes a zombie, there is a way to kill it."

The words that Dazai blurted out without hesitation made the faces of ordinary people without supernatural powers change.

Odasaku frowned: "Dazai."

Only then did Osamu Dazai snort twice: "Just kidding."

But obviously his supplements didn't work, and the atmosphere at the scene was much more serious than before.

"Anyway, after dealing with the outside affairs, take them to Dr. Sen and let him decide what to do with these people."

It's just that there is a saying that says this - plans can never keep up with changes.

Seeing that most of the zombies outside had disappeared, and when Chuya and Oz were separated by a long distance, there was a commotion among the port mafia members.

The mafia gathered together in twos and threes quickly dispersed, accompanied by a strong smell of blood and screams, the wounded patient hidden in the depths was finally completely transformed into a zombie.

A vacuum circle was formed around the prostrate person, and the blood spreading from under him made everyone's faces pale.

This guy who looked normal a few minutes ago was lying on the body of his companion, like a hungry beast, biting the flesh and blood of the corpse, and then swallowing it alive.

There was a dead silence, everyone held their breath, they didn't dare to make unnecessary movements, and they didn't even dare to wipe the cold sweat from their eyes.

Only the curtains blown by the breeze outside the window seemed to be the only living thing in the room.

Osamu Dazai saw Odasaku's serious expression.

His ability has no advantage against this monster, but with Odasaku's ability to predict the opponent's actions a few seconds later, the things in front of him are not difficult for him.

"I said, Odasaku." Osamu Dazai sat on the window sill, swaying his body, swaying his toes like a child, "Can't you deal with this kind of monster?"

Oda used his silence to answer Dazai's question.

"Ok."

Osamu Dazai shrugged his shoulders, and then lightly jumped off the window sill.

Dazai Osamu was wearing a black suit jacket. He seemed to never want to dress properly, and his tone of voice would occasionally be soft and waxy when he spoke normally, giving people the impression that the boy in front of him was still innocent. child's illusion.

But it was such a person who resolutely stole the gun from Odasaku's pocket in the blink of an eye, loaded it, and fired in front of him.

In the room penetrated by gunfire, even the surviving water glasses on the table were filled with ripples.

Osamu Dazai exhaled into the muzzle of the gun, blowing away the white smoke, and then threw the gun into the arms of Odasaku who was pursing his lips, raising his eyebrows at him.

"Look, isn't it easy?"

The matter was indeed resolved very simply. Within half an hour after Zhongya Zhongya arrived, all the mafia who were still alive were sent to the special department for physical examination.

On the way to the Hongkong headquarters, Ozzy couldn't help expressing emotion when he saw the noisy appearance of two teenagers of similar height in front of him.

"The relationship between the two of them is really good."

He didn't hear the envy in it, but he also thought that Dazai had a good relationship with the orange-haired boy, Odasaku, and nodded his head in agreement.

The two relatively dull adults lived quietly in the back, and they didn't see anything wrong with the two people in front who were about to choke each other's necks.

"Didn't I tell you that that guy was scratched by a zombie, and I want to arrest him! Chuya, have you degenerated to the point where you can't understand human language?" Dazai clasped his arms around his chest, glanced behind him from time to time, and then He was made uncomfortable by the atmosphere of florets about to pop out of those two heads.

Zhongyuan Zhong also felt guilty: "Didn't you just follow him after beating him until he didn't dare to run away?"

"Hey! Who is that!" Osamu Dazai turned his head and saw Ozzy pointing at himself blankly, so he snorted, "Why are you following us?"

Oz: "Huh? Chuya said you invited me to your house...?"

His words paused in the unnatural expression, and then he suddenly understood the meaning of Dazai's question.

For a while, Oz hesitated whether he should follow Dazai or not.

In the end, it was Oda Saku who said that "Ozzy seems to know the source of these zombies", and he reluctantly got Dazai to agree to take him back together.

The grouping of the four has changed. This time it is Dazai who leads Ozzy in the front. He fiddles with the game console in his hand listlessly. When he is about to encounter an obstacle under his feet, Ozzy will pull his sleeve to the side. Take two steps.

"You're not still dreaming that you're a vampire, are you?"

Quickly pressing the button, Osamu Dazai took the time to ask in a low voice. The boss his game character was facing was a vampire who claimed to have lived tens of thousands of years. In the large dialog box, the shocking threat of the vampire made him pouted .

"'My fangs will pierce your throat! You will become my food!'" Dazai recited the boss's lines, and his voice seemed to be quite serious, "Since you are a vampire, you also have that Yes."

Osamu Dazai raised his eyes and met Ozzy's red eyes which he didn't understand.

Rather than being a vampire, you might as well call yourself a rabbit monster.Dazai snorted.

His eyes moved down to Ozzy's thin pale lips.

"That's the one." Osamu Dazai blinked, grabbed Ozzy's collar and pulled it down, then pinched his chin, and pressed his thumb on Ozzy's lower lip, trying to force him to open his mouth. Teeth, do you have any?"

Ozzy didn't remind Dazai that he was not a vampire, but a vampire.

He was filled with anxiety and joy.

He was embarrassed by this joy, Dazai was disgusted by his blood clan identity, but he was longing for Dazai to be the one who would accompany him through the cold winter.

Dazai still knew too little about the vampires, and Oz hesitated whether he should tell Dazai that it's best not to let others see such private things as fangs.

But there are only two of them left in the world, so why pay attention to those ancient rules?

So Ozzy opened his mouth obediently.

"Isn't this Huya?"

"No, it only grows when eating, and usually retracts to avoid biting yourself."

"Ha, stop your vampire fantasies!"

"By the way, let me see if your teeth have grown out."

"Go away! You country bumpkin!"

Noisy turned into two other people.

Seeing Oz being teased by Dazai jumping up and down, Odasaku sighed.

"They have a good relationship, too."

Zhong also kicked the stone under his feet, pushed his hat down, and snorted without looking.