[Bungo Stray Dogs] On the Compatibility of Reaper and Black Slime

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Verlaine often said that breakthroughs can only be achieved in life and death, and other martial arts are useless no matter how much you learn. This is true, but this is not the reason why he engages in violent education every day.

I seriously doubt that he doesn't know how to teach, that's why he is so simple and rude.

Take a look at Fukuzawa Yukichi, who taught me, a guy who said physical skills are hopeless, and now I can fight against [Ten Disasters].

I beat that vampire half-mutilated, proud.

Although it was a bit of a surprise.

I lay in the ruins and silently turned myself over.

In the distance, when I stepped on the ground and was about to be bitten, Fukuji Sakurachi, who picked up a small stone to save me and took away the holy sword wrapped around my hand, was fighting Mr. Vampire.

So why am I stepping into the air?This kind of low-level mistake... I thought about it, but I didn't expect it.

Boom boom boom.

I helplessly raised my hand to cover my ears, but because I raised my hand too much, the wound on my abdomen opened slightly, which made me cover the wound again.

There is one thing to say, is there really no transcendent in Japan? Isn't Fukuji Sakurachi a living transcendent?

This combat power is too strong.

Actually, I'm lying here now, I can't say that I'm weak, I can only say that I'm not professional enough.

My advantage lies in long-distance, but vampires can't be killed by silverware without special characteristics. With similar abilities, I rushed up with a sword in my head.

Ugh.......

With my dozens of abilities, I can only hinder the enemy with the most basic threads and shields.

Of course, it's more because I can't expose too many hole cards.

Read the memory attached to the object. This is the ability of Ango Sakaguchi. I dare not guess that there are no similar abilities in other countries.

Four or five kinds of supernatural information that can be collected by others are enough.

What makes me a little concerned is that when the vampire bites my thread, there is a strange energy that is quickly generated in the collision and then disappears quickly. I feel the infinite, violent power contained in it, dangerous, but harmless.

what is that......

"Let's go, kid." Fukuchi Sakura's idiotic voice sounded, I sat up slowly, silently lowered my head to look at myself covered in blood.

"Mr. Fudi, have you killed him yet?" I endured the pain and stood up from the ground, a voice almost made me fall back down.

"Alones don't die, human beings."

I turned my head and saw Fukuchi Sakurachi holding a bunch of ice cream, sticking the vampire who had disappeared from the shoulders down to the head and slowly making a question mark.

"Can't the holy sword kill him?"

"Yeah, I can only take it back and try to seal it." Fukuchi Sakura smiled heartily three times: "As expected of being taught by Fukuchi, by the way, do you really not consider being my student? I will train you become the strongest hound."

"I'm not suitable for the army." I shook my head: "The vampire is bothering you, Mr. Fudi."

"Then go and treat the wound first." Fukuchi Sakura said.

I touched the tattered clothes, I was a little badly injured, the vampire's claws were so sharp.

So whether it's a vampire or a werewolf, I'm hesitant when I think of those zombie-like vampires that I eliminated before.

After treating the wound, I pulled out the phone and sighed that he hadn't broken it, so I took a selfie and sent it to Osamu Dazai.

It's a cat: Just finished a fight [Photo]

It's my selfie, which refers to sitting on the ground and letting the supernatural body help me take pictures.

The boy was sitting in the ruins, his beige windbreaker was stained with dirt, his shirt was torn apart by the blood-sucking species, and scars could be seen on his abdomen. During the fight, the hair rope was torn off, and his half-length black hair was draped over his shoulders. The hair on the sideburns was slightly curving, stained with blood, and stuck to the cheeks, giving it an abusive beauty.

Of course, the focus is on Fukuji Sakurachi and the vampires who were left behind me.

Osamu Dazai: I'm seriously injured, are you okay?

It's a cat: It's all the blood of the enemy, I only have a little skin trauma, tell me if I look good?

Osamu Dazai: ...vampire blood?

Hey, I didn't hide it.

It's a cat: Just tell me if I look good or not.

Osamu Dazai: I'm injured all over, what's so interesting about it.

I am not convinced: this is called a war-damaged beauty.

Osamu Dazai: I only saw a stray cat in a mess.

It's a cat: You will lose me in this way, how can you say that about a lover.

Osamu Dazai: Are you willing?

This guy really knows how to handle me, I curled my lips, and resigned to my fate: I don't want to.

After I sent it, I was still unconvinced: Are you so sure that I don't want to give up?

Osamu Dazai: Because Chisato likes me, I like it very much, and those who are loved are confident, that's what I said.

It's a cat: You can handle me!

Osamu Dazai: By the way, no matter what I do, will Chisato forgive me?

I raised my eyebrows: what did you do?

Osamu Dazai: Shouldn't you answer "yes" without hesitation at this time?

It's a cat: Well, well, yes, whatever.

I am a little vigilant: you won't empathize with others.

While waiting for a reply, I kept holding on to the phone tightly. Even when the holy sword was forcibly taken away, I didn't let go of the bloodstains left by the silk thread of [Qiansi Xi] on my hand.

If Osamu Dazai doesn't like me anymore... Half a year ago, I could let it go freely, but now, I might.

Can't do it anymore.

Osamu Dazai: How is it possible, who else would like me so much except Chisato.

I breathed a sigh of relief: Dazai is such an excellent person, he deserves to be liked by the whole world, of course, he is still my favorite.

After returning to China, the first thing I did was to send a message to Osamu Dazai, and the corner of Yunju Jinshan who came to pick him up twitched his mouth: "Mr. Thin Ye, if you leak the secret like this, aren't you worried that your lover will be silenced?" .”

I ignored him.

First, dare they?

People who dare to touch me?

Second, can they?

Dazai Osamu is a man who can play me in the palm of his hand.

Fukuji Sakurachi and I contributed a lot to this incident, and I was dumbfounded by the generous rewards from the United Nations. Unfortunately, the money was sent to me. I had no other reaction except to lament with Osamu Dazai that the money was too much to spend. up.

After traveling for so long, Mori Ogai still needs to bribe him. I hinted that the Supernatural Secret Service will give some convenience to the port mafia.

Not to mention anything else, Osamu Dazai is still in the port mafia.

"Bo Ye-kun is really getting better and better." Mori Ogai sat at the desk, on the table was the sincerity of the Supernatural Secret Service: "This is a lot of profit."

He smiled: "I'm really curious what task Mr. Bo Ye has done."

Before I could open my mouth, Mori Ogai shook his head.

"Stop talking, Mr. Bo Ye, I still understand this kind of secret."

I nodded.

"Boba-kun has done so much for the port mafia, but I have nothing to repay Boha-kun." Mori Ogai shook his head lightly, with a helpless look: "I know Boba-kun is not short of money, so what do you want? ?”

This, I don't know either.

I really have so much money that I have nowhere to spend it.

Last time I complained to Osamu Dazai about whether to do some charity or something.

Osamu Dazai thought about it and asked me to try investing in an orphanage.

But I was too busy to make a move.

"I'm a cadre of the Port Mafia, and it's only natural to contribute to the Port Mafia," I said.

"But the current Bo Yejun's identity, I dare not mess with it."

"It was the Port Mafia who took me in, and I'll always remember that, even though... I can't interfere with the issues of the Special Agents and the Port Mafia, but I will never leave the Port Mafia."

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The author has something to say:

I probably looked at it, and the day after tomorrow I even defected