[Bungo Stray Dogs] On the Compatibility of Reaper and Black Slime
Chapter 153 The Hasty Destruction of "Sand Wolf"
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Sigma's condition is not bad, he was just knocked out, and the doctor said that apart from chronic malnutrition, there is nothing wrong with his body.
Seeing me coming in, the eyes of the young man in the hospital gown lit up: "Brother."
"How do you feel?" To be on the safe side, I asked him for his own opinion.
"I'm fine," Sigma said, and then his head languished: "Sorry, brother, I'm so useless, that man killed Murov in front of me, but I was beaten without even seeing his face fainted."
"Did he say anything to you?" I always felt that Gogol was so talkative that he had to keep talking.
Sigma recalled it for two seconds before hesitating: "He called me Lonely Ox, pity me for being used repeatedly..."
Another new vocabulary, I wrote it down and asked someone to look it up, and then I remembered that Gogol said that Sigma was a St. Martin bird.
St. Martin's bird, the bird of paradise, is also a legendary homeless bird without feet. Because they have no feet and cannot land, they have no home. Parents reproduce during the flight, so the young St. Martin's bird can only Self-reliance.
There is a message on the other end of the phone, Osges is the god of loneliness in Greek mythology.
Is this homeless in the connotation Sigma?
"Brother?" Sigma sensed my emotion.
"No, it's nothing, take care of your injuries, and we will move the day after tomorrow."
"Moving?" As smart as Sigma, he probably guessed that I was planning to attack "Sand Wolf". What he was puzzled about was moving.
"The sand wolf's resident will be bloody tomorrow, and we can't live in it. Let's move to the vicinity of the factory." Build the base of the port mafia branch near the factory.
"Yeah." Sigma nodded obediently.
Because Liao Kasha was the second in command, he quickly rejected all opinions and took the title of leader.
A large part of the reason is that the third in command was killed by me, and the "Sand Wolf" people thought I was supporting Liao Kasha, so they didn't dare to make mistakes.
In terms of talking with fists, I still like deserts very much.
The previous leader hadn't been buried yet, so I lightly suggested that he act quickly, and I would help if there was any rebellion, so Liao Kasha directly announced that he would hold a banquet to succeed in the evening.
How stupid, brother, why don't you hide it after a little provocation?Don't you even know how to calm people's hearts?
Then I looked at the big and three rough guys at the banquet without any extra thoughts, and congratulated Liao Kasha one by one, feeling that I had overestimated the order of these smuggling groups in the desert.
What kind of conspiracy and tricks, as long as you can fight and lead your brothers to make money.
I want to stop talking, Mori Ogai had assassinated one, two, three when he was in the top position, why don't you fight symbolically?
Sitting next to me, Sigma could hardly contain himself as he watched the men who had forced him to commit the crime drink and talk, especially when he saw a man slap a slave hard and curse.
I told him to stay calm, anyway, at this time, the government army and the "Crescent Moon" arranged by me had already started to move.
"Sorry, I don't drink." I declined Liao Kasha's wine, took the drink I brought from the space, and poured it for Sigma.
"A slave, if you like it so much, I'll give Mr. Bo Ye some more." Liao Kasha laughed.
I saw Sigma clenched his fist, and in his pocket was the cold shape of the scalpel I gave him.
"One is enough, thank you for your kindness." I was in a better mood, and under the table, I took out the scalpel in his pocket and stuffed it into Sigma's hand.
It's time.
I looked at the closed door and held my chin, I could already faintly hear the shouts from outside.
The Mr. Translator standing behind Sigma turned into a red-haired woman. The woman with a good figure bent down, held his hand, aimed at Liao Kasha's forehead, and hit the target, between the eyebrows.
[The alley where the wind blows] The ability of absolute hit, fighting blood-sucking species in Northern Europe, helped me a lot.
The field was silent for a few seconds by Liao Kasha's death. They expressed their confusion about Mr. Translator's transformation into a woman and killed the leader.
I can't understand without translation, but it shouldn't be a good word.
Behind me is the tall and burly Ambud, with a silver shield covering me and Sigma, unscathed in the hail of bullets.
I held my chin, and while Sigma was still in a daze, the red-haired woman turned into a giant jellyfish, stretching out her tentacles to sting people.
After the government army opened the door, what they saw was a strong man lying on the ground, and I was peeling melon seeds to feed Sigma.
After a brief exchange with them, I left the banquet hall with Sigma.
"What's it like to kill someone?" I asked Sigma.
Just now, Sonic grabbed his hand and stabbed Liao Kasha's forehead with a scalpel.
"...I don't feel anything, I have to say, the revenge must be avenged." Sigma smiled, and there was no trace of haze in that smile: "Thank you, brother."
He is the ultimate foreigner, the lonely Ogres, the homeless St. Martin, the innocent child who will or will not be sad for crime.
I turned my head: "Let's go, go and hand over to "Crescent Moon", and then we will move."
The night in the desert is like a large silk belt, long and smooth, inlaid with dots of light.
The sky in Central Asia is similar to the sky in France.
The only difference is the hot sandy smell and the bitter wheat aroma.
Although "Crescent Moon" and "Sand Wolf" are both smuggling gangs, one smuggles daily necessities, the other smuggles arms and drugs, and their nature is different.
I negotiated with the government army and let "Crescent Moon" inherit the thugs of "Sand Wolf". In essence, he went to the factory to produce parts and became a member of the port mafia branch.
As for the name of the organization, Mori Ogai has no suggestion, and I have no objection, as long as it is an organization that can bring benefits to the port mafia.
The leader of "Crescent Moon" picked up a big deal, and decided to name the new organization Port Mafia Central Asia Branch in great fear.
port......
I silently looked at the long and boundless sea of sand not far from the branch, and the mafia on the sea of sand and the sea, called the port mafia, seemed to have nothing wrong with it.
The construction of the factory went smoothly, and it was put into use soon. Mori Ogai recruited a group of people from nowhere to send fresh blood to the Central Asian branch of the port mafia.
I couldn't figure out whether the people who came were assigned or promoted. After all, this desert area is really not as comfortable as my home country.
But this has nothing to do with me, because I am gradually too busy to think about those things. The people of "Sand Wolf" and "Crescent Moon", who were born in smuggling gangs and robbers, are particularly troublesome to manage.
Fortunately, they are all desperadoes, and they can be tidied up with money and a beating.
A stable job is what most people need. If there is one, they like to be robbers. I kicked them all out, and the rest of them honestly worked for me, and I paid them monthly.
The Central Asian branch is called the Mafia, but it is a formal tax-paying enterprise cooperating with the local government. Its main job is to produce parts. Although the essence is still smuggling, the tax paid is very small, but for the sake of promoting the local economy, the government Just leave it alone.
As expected of the government that advised me to exterminate criminal organizations by buying and selling people, they were extremely calm when they saw that we were registered as Sen's factory but put up a signboard of the Central Asian Branch of the Port Mafia at the door.
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The author has something to say:
Chisato: Sigma is like a bunny, you can feed and eat whatever you want, it would be great if Dazai was not picky about his food
Tenderness from mafia cadres hold your hand and teach you to kill your enemies
Sigma's condition is not bad, he was just knocked out, and the doctor said that apart from chronic malnutrition, there is nothing wrong with his body.
Seeing me coming in, the eyes of the young man in the hospital gown lit up: "Brother."
"How do you feel?" To be on the safe side, I asked him for his own opinion.
"I'm fine," Sigma said, and then his head languished: "Sorry, brother, I'm so useless, that man killed Murov in front of me, but I was beaten without even seeing his face fainted."
"Did he say anything to you?" I always felt that Gogol was so talkative that he had to keep talking.
Sigma recalled it for two seconds before hesitating: "He called me Lonely Ox, pity me for being used repeatedly..."
Another new vocabulary, I wrote it down and asked someone to look it up, and then I remembered that Gogol said that Sigma was a St. Martin bird.
St. Martin's bird, the bird of paradise, is also a legendary homeless bird without feet. Because they have no feet and cannot land, they have no home. Parents reproduce during the flight, so the young St. Martin's bird can only Self-reliance.
There is a message on the other end of the phone, Osges is the god of loneliness in Greek mythology.
Is this homeless in the connotation Sigma?
"Brother?" Sigma sensed my emotion.
"No, it's nothing, take care of your injuries, and we will move the day after tomorrow."
"Moving?" As smart as Sigma, he probably guessed that I was planning to attack "Sand Wolf". What he was puzzled about was moving.
"The sand wolf's resident will be bloody tomorrow, and we can't live in it. Let's move to the vicinity of the factory." Build the base of the port mafia branch near the factory.
"Yeah." Sigma nodded obediently.
Because Liao Kasha was the second in command, he quickly rejected all opinions and took the title of leader.
A large part of the reason is that the third in command was killed by me, and the "Sand Wolf" people thought I was supporting Liao Kasha, so they didn't dare to make mistakes.
In terms of talking with fists, I still like deserts very much.
The previous leader hadn't been buried yet, so I lightly suggested that he act quickly, and I would help if there was any rebellion, so Liao Kasha directly announced that he would hold a banquet to succeed in the evening.
How stupid, brother, why don't you hide it after a little provocation?Don't you even know how to calm people's hearts?
Then I looked at the big and three rough guys at the banquet without any extra thoughts, and congratulated Liao Kasha one by one, feeling that I had overestimated the order of these smuggling groups in the desert.
What kind of conspiracy and tricks, as long as you can fight and lead your brothers to make money.
I want to stop talking, Mori Ogai had assassinated one, two, three when he was in the top position, why don't you fight symbolically?
Sitting next to me, Sigma could hardly contain himself as he watched the men who had forced him to commit the crime drink and talk, especially when he saw a man slap a slave hard and curse.
I told him to stay calm, anyway, at this time, the government army and the "Crescent Moon" arranged by me had already started to move.
"Sorry, I don't drink." I declined Liao Kasha's wine, took the drink I brought from the space, and poured it for Sigma.
"A slave, if you like it so much, I'll give Mr. Bo Ye some more." Liao Kasha laughed.
I saw Sigma clenched his fist, and in his pocket was the cold shape of the scalpel I gave him.
"One is enough, thank you for your kindness." I was in a better mood, and under the table, I took out the scalpel in his pocket and stuffed it into Sigma's hand.
It's time.
I looked at the closed door and held my chin, I could already faintly hear the shouts from outside.
The Mr. Translator standing behind Sigma turned into a red-haired woman. The woman with a good figure bent down, held his hand, aimed at Liao Kasha's forehead, and hit the target, between the eyebrows.
[The alley where the wind blows] The ability of absolute hit, fighting blood-sucking species in Northern Europe, helped me a lot.
The field was silent for a few seconds by Liao Kasha's death. They expressed their confusion about Mr. Translator's transformation into a woman and killed the leader.
I can't understand without translation, but it shouldn't be a good word.
Behind me is the tall and burly Ambud, with a silver shield covering me and Sigma, unscathed in the hail of bullets.
I held my chin, and while Sigma was still in a daze, the red-haired woman turned into a giant jellyfish, stretching out her tentacles to sting people.
After the government army opened the door, what they saw was a strong man lying on the ground, and I was peeling melon seeds to feed Sigma.
After a brief exchange with them, I left the banquet hall with Sigma.
"What's it like to kill someone?" I asked Sigma.
Just now, Sonic grabbed his hand and stabbed Liao Kasha's forehead with a scalpel.
"...I don't feel anything, I have to say, the revenge must be avenged." Sigma smiled, and there was no trace of haze in that smile: "Thank you, brother."
He is the ultimate foreigner, the lonely Ogres, the homeless St. Martin, the innocent child who will or will not be sad for crime.
I turned my head: "Let's go, go and hand over to "Crescent Moon", and then we will move."
The night in the desert is like a large silk belt, long and smooth, inlaid with dots of light.
The sky in Central Asia is similar to the sky in France.
The only difference is the hot sandy smell and the bitter wheat aroma.
Although "Crescent Moon" and "Sand Wolf" are both smuggling gangs, one smuggles daily necessities, the other smuggles arms and drugs, and their nature is different.
I negotiated with the government army and let "Crescent Moon" inherit the thugs of "Sand Wolf". In essence, he went to the factory to produce parts and became a member of the port mafia branch.
As for the name of the organization, Mori Ogai has no suggestion, and I have no objection, as long as it is an organization that can bring benefits to the port mafia.
The leader of "Crescent Moon" picked up a big deal, and decided to name the new organization Port Mafia Central Asia Branch in great fear.
port......
I silently looked at the long and boundless sea of sand not far from the branch, and the mafia on the sea of sand and the sea, called the port mafia, seemed to have nothing wrong with it.
The construction of the factory went smoothly, and it was put into use soon. Mori Ogai recruited a group of people from nowhere to send fresh blood to the Central Asian branch of the port mafia.
I couldn't figure out whether the people who came were assigned or promoted. After all, this desert area is really not as comfortable as my home country.
But this has nothing to do with me, because I am gradually too busy to think about those things. The people of "Sand Wolf" and "Crescent Moon", who were born in smuggling gangs and robbers, are particularly troublesome to manage.
Fortunately, they are all desperadoes, and they can be tidied up with money and a beating.
A stable job is what most people need. If there is one, they like to be robbers. I kicked them all out, and the rest of them honestly worked for me, and I paid them monthly.
The Central Asian branch is called the Mafia, but it is a formal tax-paying enterprise cooperating with the local government. Its main job is to produce parts. Although the essence is still smuggling, the tax paid is very small, but for the sake of promoting the local economy, the government Just leave it alone.
As expected of the government that advised me to exterminate criminal organizations by buying and selling people, they were extremely calm when they saw that we were registered as Sen's factory but put up a signboard of the Central Asian Branch of the Port Mafia at the door.
--------------------
The author has something to say:
Chisato: Sigma is like a bunny, you can feed and eat whatever you want, it would be great if Dazai was not picky about his food
Tenderness from mafia cadres hold your hand and teach you to kill your enemies
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