I write dog blood in Yokohama

In fact, there has always been a popular rumor among the bottom of the port mafia——

Mr. Dazai has been secretly married to his subordinate, but recently he is in a crisis of divorce. It turns out that Mr. Nakahara, who is also known as one of the "two blacks" with Mr. Dazai, took the love with a knife, and made a painful and affectionate proposal, which moved the subordinate. heart.

Some people claimed that they saw Mr. Zhongyuan having dinner with that subordinate with their own eyes, and they behaved intimately, as if they were newlyweds.

Some people also claimed that they saw Mr. Dazai leading that subordinate to meet the leader, but the two had a big quarrel, Mr. Dazai left without going in, and the subordinate came out with red and swollen eyes.

In the end, it has evolved into-

Mr. Dazai divorced his subordinates. It turned out that his subordinates and Mr. Nakahara were married for many years.

***

I didn't understand what the cannon fodder rookie said.

Who is Nakahala? Why does it sound familiar? Brother Guchuan seems to have mentioned it before...Could it be the male god Chuya?

Obviously, I was still asking if it was Osamu Dazai's subordinate, I don't know why the topic jumped to Nakahara Chuya, what happened to me and Mr. Nakaya?Before he asked in a daze, Kato (Kato) who was standing next to the newcomer had already glared at him, raised his voice and shouted loudly: "Hey Igawa! Do you know what you're talking about!"

"Don't shut up and apologize to the adults!"

"Yes, I am very sorry! Lord Yahiro!"

I:"……"

Forget it, watching them suddenly bow their heads and apologize with a volume that broke the eardrums, probably did not say any useful lines.

I waved my hand, I was too lazy to study this carefully, and I looked down at the file expressionlessly. When I was halfway through the door, a group of people finally walked in from the door not far away. The tone of the leader was very dissatisfied: "Really, suddenly Why did I call you back, the little subordinates who don’t know where can also order us black lizards at will.”

His voice stopped abruptly when he saw me in the room.

"You are……"

The big brother in a suit with a thick belly took off his sunglasses, revealing a public face with small eyes. Compared with the ordinary members standing quietly around him, he was obviously more of a big brother of society.

I also looked at each other with some surprise.

It was him, the guy who drove him back from the scene of the smashing scene, and also experienced the betrayal of the person in charge of the apartment with himself and Oda Saku!

I remember that the other party happened to be the leader of the ten men who was a black lizard. I didn't expect such a coincidence. If this is the case, there is no need to worry about leading the team.

"Master Miura?" A subordinate who was following the sturdy brother asked suspiciously, not understanding why the captain stopped.

To be honest, I learned that one of Mr. Dazai's subordinates was going to call them back to order them. As the leader of the ten Black Lizards, Miura Okawa kept swearing. Feeling dissatisfied, this ordinary member broke out in a cold sweat.

Captain Miura has a big heart, he doesn't know the shocking secrets that have been circulated inside recently, that little subordinate can give Mr. Dazai his life...

Captain Mingming was also afraid that the legendary Mr. Dazai would be confused at such a time.

"Shut up, Kojima!"

The little member of the Black Lizard murmured in his heart, never thought that Captain Miura would suddenly turn his head to him: "What are you talking about, and you still haven't apologized to Yahiro-san!"

"Eh?!! Me?" The young member pointed at himself in shock, and opened his mouth wide in bewilderment.

I:……

Why are these guys bowing and apologizing at every turn, and they didn't care about Miera's (Miura) sudden change of attitude. That's right, the guy in front of me is called "Miera", and I have his phone number in my contacts.

At that time, we experienced the accident of the person in charge of the apartment, and the other party was responsible for the report and consequences of the incident alone. I and Oda Saku were not called in the follow-up, and they were pretty good. It was me with 9... Oh no, plus the middle is also 10 , is one of my few 10 contacts.

After confirming the black lizard's hand, I returned to the studio that night and began to study the portrait of the leader of the small organization.

My ultimate goal is to learn super-realistic oil painting, so I will start with the most basic exercises. Teacher Tony has just taught facial features and head portraits. I was a little hesitant for a while, so I simply called the teacher to guide me how to draw step by step, and finally finished. I made a nondescript sketch portrait with a very realistic headshot (but not very accurate), and an extremely perfunctory sketch from the neck down.

No, there is no way!

My painting has to be done by myself throughout the whole process, but if Mr. Tony steps forward to make changes, the painting will be useless and unusable.

Looking at the final version that was picked out after scrapping several pictures, Tony praised me as a genius. After only 6 days of painting, I was able to quickly sketch avatars. Damn, what does he know? This level is estimated to be only 26%. -30%, you must study faster.

The action to capture the little boss will be determined the day after tomorrow.

Because the day after tomorrow happens to be Saturday, time waits for no one, and it is impossible to delay until next Saturday. The plan must be fully prepared in these two days.

According to information, the bar where Little Boss goes is very remote. When he goes out alone, he will bring 8-10 bodyguards to hide in the dark for protection. He may hide where, and he needs to keep an eye on the other party's status at all times.

I sent an e-mail to Brother Tendon to discuss the countermeasures. On the day of the mission, when I surrounded the entrance of the bar with members of the Black Lizard, I was still a little nervous.

I made a gesture to tell Hirota and the others who were hiding in the dark not to follow, I swallowed, took the initiative to take a step forward, and knocked on the door of the bar alone.

"Sorry, guest, we are closed today."

As soon as he entered the room, the bartender who was cleaning the glass made a guilty sound.

Regardless of what the cannon fodder was talking about, I looked around the room calmly. There was no target person, and there were no bodyguards pretending to be ordinary guests. There were only waiters wiping wine glasses and the boss who seemed to be quite old in the room. Two people.

Except for the two bodyguards who were quietly caught in the alley outside just now, the current situation is completely different from what he imagined.

A cold sweat broke out in my heart, and when I saw the empty environment in the small bar, I immediately realized that something was wrong.

——The little boss escaped.

Not stupid, helpless at the same place, without hesitation raised his hand to call the head of the Miura ten people, and looked at the two people not far away. The little boss can escape quietly, and the two people in front of him are absolutely inseparable.

The waiter had no calluses on his hands, no tense expression on his face, and no sense of panic. On the contrary, the older boss looked calm and didn't know what he was thinking.

It took me 2 seconds to judge which was the best way to get the information, so I leaned over and ran forward, stepped on the bar chair and jumped onto the bar, and pulled out the two guns in my arms.

Kneeling on one knee on the table to stabilize my figure, aiming at the boss just in case, and pointing firmly at the head of the small bar, I stabbed him with the cold muzzle of the gun with no expression on my face temple.

"Where is that person?"

"What... what!?" The little bar was stunned on the spot, almost burst into tears, raised his hands and surrendered without understanding the situation at all:

"Who is that person referring to?! I, I don't know! Are you talking about a regular customer who often comes to our bar? He, he just went out through the back door! Girl, you have something to say, I have the old and the young. Little, I don't want to die yet!"

……

The little bartender chattered disorganized sentences, and found that the other party stretched out his hand unconsciously pointing to the back door not far away, and I immediately understood the key points in his sentence.

The boss's expression changed, and before he could make a move, he waved directly to let Hirota and others enter the room to suppress the two cannon fodders. I didn't dare to waste any time and rushed to the back door. Behind the small rusty door was a Abandoned depot, as expected.

Yes, the team was divided into two waves by himself in advance.

Yibo and I rushed to the bar bravely, and the other wave, led by the ten-man leader of Black Lizard, went to a car factory that was the easiest to hide near the bar just in case.

As the saying goes, you have to leave a way out for yourself in everything. That was originally what I thought of as the next strategy, but I didn't expect it to be really used now, damn it.

***

Rushing to the depot in a hurry, the internal situation was once again different from what I had imagined.

There were two groups of people standing in the small factory, the character target was sitting leisurely on top of a pile of boxes, and a row of black-clothed bodyguards stood next to me, looking at me directly in front of me with a hostile expression.

No, it's not me right in front of him, but Black Lizard's big brother, Miura.

Miura and his three subordinates were facing the little boss with their backs, standing straight in a row, looking at me face to face made people feel a little weird.

Why did he turn his back to the little boss?Why didn't you answer the call just now...

"It's surprising that ProMafia only sent a little girl like you to sneak attack."

The man with two scars on his face interrupted my thoughts, and he spoke abruptly. His hoarse voice had the muddy tone that belongs to the villain that is often seen in anime.

"Obviously I want to find out about the 'medicine' I've recently traded in my hands. Can the leader of your little doctor give me some refreshments? Why don't you just apologize with death."

At the moment when his voice fell, Miura standing at the front had a forbearing and strange expression, as if trying to break through something, he suddenly shouted——

"run!!!"

I swallowed my saliva, glanced at the abandoned car on the left, and immediately rolled over there without any hesitation.

The shootout was on the verge of breaking out, and Miura shot me into a sieve in just 2 seconds. The huge "bang" sound immediately erupted in the small depot, and my heart was as cold as being soaked in cold water.

Why did Miura suddenly attack herself?

Why didn't the black lizard subordinates beside him obey him, the expression of the other party's struggling to break something just now, and the stiff limbs...

As if being manipulated by someone.

I quickly took out the portrait I was carrying in my pocket, and began to write the words [tell the current situation of all this] next to the mouth of the portrait with a pen.

The supernatural power was activated, and a faint golden light appeared on my body. Although I was hiding behind the abandoned car and couldn't see the opposite scene, I still heard the scarred man who had stopped talking before faintly speak amidst the uninterrupted gunfire:

"My supernatural ability is the thread of puppet, which connects people with the thread of life through the silk thread, so as to manipulate the connected party. After the connection, if one of the two people dies, all of them will die, and if one of them dies, all of them will die. Everyone Only one can be connected."

"No one knows about my supernatural ability. This is a first-class secret hidden within the organization."

"I know exactly what I'm doing. I have long suspected that the damned little doctor would send someone to attack. Fortunately, there is a handy car factory nearby. It's really disappointing that the people who came were not the double blacks of PortMafia."

……

Where is there anything I don't understand.

Although most of them didn't understand, the word "Yi Neng Liu Ku" is too familiar. Damn it, it's clearly not mentioned in the data that he has supernatural powers! !

Since it was caused by supernatural powers, Miura and the others shot at me inexplicably, which shows that the other party's ability is like Doflamingo in Neptune, and can manipulate people.

"Damn, what did I just say!?"

The leader of the small organization seemed to have realized what he had just said, and his tone was angry and flustered.

The scrap car I was hiding in was splashed with sparks, and there was a "cracking" sound, and there were four or five surviving subordinates who were resisting, and there was no doubt that the car I was staying in would be smashed to pieces after a while...

The eyes are the most sensitive place, so I didn't dare to waste any time. I gripped the gel pen tightly and quickly swipe hard on the most realistic head of the whole portrait, which is the left eye of the little Boss.

"what!!"

There were two screams.

I froze for a moment, stared slightly and looked back through the empty window of the abandoned car, the little boss covered his left eye as expected, the calmness just now was gone, and the whole person shouted and shouted.

And the second scream—it was Miura.

His left eye did not know why there was an extra scar out of thin air, and dazzling blood flowed out. This attack was obviously heavier than the scratch on the TBC leader back then, and the eyeball was probably broken in half.

My expression froze for a moment.

How could the tendon meat brother be tricked! ?How could he be tricked? ! ! !

I have always felt that my reaction ability is actually quite strong, but at this moment, I have never hated myself so much why my mind is spinning so fast.

The body of the little boss and the big brother are connected together.

The remaining 3 subordinates were not injured, which means that only the big brother and the little boss are connected... Those three subordinates were obviously manipulated, but their eyes were safe. On the contrary, they were the same as those black bodyguards of the little boss , the position of the shot is the same.

The misfortune in his heart was getting bigger and bigger, the little boss seemed to feel that the situation was a little out of control, spit out information inexplicably, his eyes were injured, and his calmness just now disappeared without a trace, and he turned around and showed signs of slipping away.

To solve the current situation, it is best to remove his supernatural power first.

I was sweating profusely, so I calmed myself down a bit, and then quickly lay down on the ground again, picked up a pen and began to write [Disabled Ability] next to the portrait.

The artillery fire on the opposite side stopped for a moment.

The people who were manipulated obviously regained a little bit of control over their bodies. Yes, my supernatural ability can only be used to 30% at most, and I can’t completely eliminate it like Dazai Osamu’s "Disqualification in the World" .

But only a few seconds are enough. I can take advantage of the gap between the weakening of the supernatural power and continue to do something with the portrait of the little boss. It won't involve much...

When I scratched the left leg of the portrait again, the sound of two simultaneous falls made my heart suffer, and I couldn't help but clenched the nib of the pen.

"Hey! Yaxun!"

At this moment, a forbearing voice came from the opposite side, and finally regained control: "Leave me alone!"

"Get rid of him! Don't black lizard, don't discredit PortMafia!!"

Miura, who is the ten-man leader of the Black Lizard, shouted loudly, the pen tip in my hand was about to break, and the opponent's leg was also injured, but it was obviously much lighter. Taking advantage of the few seconds when he regained his strength, he scrambled over Strangling the leader Boss, the sound of all his strength seemed to tear his throat.

I was in a cold sweat, and continued to write [coma] next to the portrait.

The man with the scar on his face was obviously hit, he clenched his teeth angrily and cursed, he seemed to be starting to feel sleepy, his upper eyelids and lower eyelids were constantly fighting, and he was about to fall into a state of coma for more than ten seconds.

But I miscalculated on one point, the little boss is only connected to Miura in terms of injuries and life, things like coma will not affect him.

The ten-man leader who had been re-controlled was immediately controlled by the little boss who was about to lose consciousness, blocked in front of him, and started strafing and attacking desperately.

But this time, the opponent's strafing did not achieve any effect.

There was only a "bang", and a gunshot came from nowhere. The ten-person elder brother who was quite close to me and who was full of tendons was shot between the eyebrows and fell straight down.

……

"So, don't waste time, just kill them all at this time."

Accompanied by this slightly nasal voice of a young man, the successive "bang", "bang", "bang" echoed in the small old car factory, and the controlled personnel and bodyguards in black were not spared. fell to the ground.

I never thought that I would be so powerful that I could break the pen in my hand, and the plastic shavings of the pen barrel got into my fingers, and some blood seeped out, just like what came out of Miura's head.

Slightly widening his eyes and turning his head, the very familiar black-haired boy was standing not far behind him, his iris-colored eyes made people feel cold in the dim light, and his surroundings were surrounded by cold air that caused the temperature to drop suddenly. Air.

Obviously speaking without any emotion, with empty eyes, the boy smiled as usual, and sighed softly to me:

"Xiaojiao is still too soft-hearted."

"It's an enviable relief to let them die, isn't it?"

silence.

I don't know how long it took before I hid my fingers behind my back, lowered my head and said silently: "I'm sorry, the mission failed, the little boss is dead."

Osamu Dazai was stunned for a moment, threw away the gun with a look of indifference, took out a package of white powder from his arms, closed his eyes and said, "Ah, that - although the leader wants to live, But it's not a big problem, just die if you die, just get what the organization wants, you've done a good job, Xiaojiao."

"I accidentally learned that the leader of the enemy has supernatural powers. I'm worried about Xiaojiao, so I came here to see you."

Although the brown-haired boy said this in a caring tone, I couldn't feel any warmth.