【Double Black】As You Like It

Zhong Yuanzhong also heard this and raised his eyes to look at the other party. The emotion in his eyes was very turbulent, like a sharp knife, directly cutting towards the person in front of him.

He raised his eyebrows and raised the corners of his lips, showing a very aggressive and provocative expression, and his voice came out from between his lips and teeth. Although it was just a questioning word, it carried very obvious anger.

So that rather than asking him, for example, it is a harbinger of an outbreak.

"--what?"

Osamu Dazai remained unmoved, even facing his murderous aura, stretched out a hand directly in his direction, Zhongya Nakahara blocked it without saying a word, but was passively "Disqualified in the World" in the next second ] contact, immediately dispelled his idea of ​​using the ability.

And Osamu Dazai didn't care about anything, he came up to hook his choker with his fingers against the pain of his arm being twisted off, a moment of suffocation came, and the other party pulled the black cloth forward, so he followed the trend Almost fell into each other's arms.

At the same moment, the voice of the person in front of him sounded, still fluent in Italian.

"If you dare to resist, I will give you unbearable pain, my dog."

Osamu Dazai, who squinted his eyes, looked very gloomy, Nakahara couldn't stand the other person's words, and he didn't even want to suppress his temper, but this person knew him very well, and hugged him tightly the second he burst out , exchanged the positions of the two people and turned him to the direction facing the wall, while the other party showed his back to the mafia with guns, licked his neck and whispered.

"Pretend to be unsteady and go to the bathroom with me."

Zhong Yuanzhong is not the kind of person who doesn't look at the situation. He knows that the other party must have his own thoughts since he said such a thing, so he let out a breath and sneered, and pressed his fingers tightly at a position where others could not see. Grabbing each other's collar, and then pulling it hard, the two moved into the men's room as if they were arguing with each other.

Osamu Dazai pushed him away and blocked the door with a mop. Without any explanation at all, he said that we quickly jumped out of the vent.He knew that something was going to happen to this person in such a hurry, and if he didn't know what to do, he must ask one, two, three, and the moment he climbed up the window, he heard someone kicking the door.

——Very well, there is one less reason to beat up Osamu Dazai.

Zhong Yuanzhong also gritted his teeth a little bit. The two of them started to run away after flipping out. On the way, they encountered many mafias with walkie-talkies and pistols shooting at them. He directly activated the gravity ability to stop all the bullets. Stretching out his hand to block forward, those attacks that pierced the air and shot at him seemed to be non-existent. The bullets that were stuck in the air stopped in front of Zhongya Zhongyuan. He put down his hand and stopped Kankan in the bullet in front of his forehead. I squeezed one out and put it in the palm of my hand. The model on it was not small. This was to kill them, and I didn't intend to capture them alive.

The anger he received from Osamu Dazai had a place to vent this time. He raised his finger and turned all the metal bullets that had stopped in mid-air to face those who pointed their guns at him.

He raised his head and smiled wildly and recklessly, to the point of tearing off the black wig he was wearing and throwing it aside.The sun shone down, making his orange hair shine brightly, and his pair of blue eyes were full of arrogance. His anger was almost limited, and he took a step forward and stepped out of the concrete floor. There are traces of cracking.

The outstretched fingers made the sound of bones rubbing against each other because of too much force. Just pointing forward a little, the bullets staying beside him became his weapons, cutting through the air at high speed and heading towards the bodies of those people. up.

The wailing sounds one after another are too miserable, but the mafia cadres who have been familiar with it have not left any compassion. In his style, he tugged at the choker worn around his neck irritably, and Zhongyuan Zhong also rolled his eyes impatiently and opened his eyelids to look at the person who was still alive on the ground. In the red land, he even wants to smoke a cigarette when he is addicted to cigarettes.

"How many of you are left?"

But the enemy who was about to die didn't tell him sensibly. Instead, he threw a knife at him with his last strength.Zhongyuan Zhong also only slightly raised his hand and clamped the blade with two fingers. The sword was only a few centimeters away from his eyes. He curled his lips and turned his wrist and dropped the knife between his fingers. , plunged into the eye socket of the person under his feet.

He bent his waist with his hands in his pockets and sighed, then straightened his waist and stretched his tendons, his bones all over his body cracked, his mind is in a mess and his temper is very violent now, on the premise that he can't strip Osamu Dazai naked and hang him up to beat him Next, I really couldn't bear my murderous aura.

Although it is true that he is a good citizen who helps the old lady cross the road and abides by the law when waiting for the red light, but at the same time he is also a mafia who has killed countless people, a murderer who has countless lives on his shoulders.

It can only be said that Zhong Yuanzhong can maintain a normal heart and a gentlemanly demeanor when facing unrelated people, but he will never show mercy when facing enemies and will vent his emotions.

A lot of people around died, causing the residents of this small town to stop going out, and the street seemed to be emptied of silence for a moment.

However, there are still snipers in the distance who occasionally shoot cold shots, but these are not a problem for him. He was obviously a deserter who was hunted down before, but now it has evolved into a place where he goes, and he is full of sorrows, like a scavenger. It seems that there are dead people.

That's right.

Zhongyuan Zhong also thought, why did he hide?Obviously just kill him right away?Isn't this superfluous?Obviously this way is faster and more efficient, as expected he should...

In the end, he didn't expect that he heard the deafening sound of the engine from across the street, and there were a few bullets hanging in the air above the palm of his hand. He just turned around to see what was going on, when he saw a sports car that was not cheap He came out from the intersection with sparks and lightning all the way around the corner, knocking over many vehicles on the side of the road with a ping-pong-pong-pong, and the dust that was raised up blew up Chuya Nakahara's hair. He looked at Osamu Dazai Sitting in the driver's seat, looking like he was dying, he was so angry that he didn't know why, he grabbed his bangs and made an impatient sound, walking over the corpses all over the ground.

"Ah—! You—really—are—you can't even drive a car, are you trying to kill yourself?!"

Osamu Dazai, who was lying on the side and coughing on the plate, had tears in his eyes, watched him coming but didn't stop, coughing a little bit.Just as he was about to open the car door and sit in, he felt something approaching. He looked back and saw that it was a sniper bullet. He stretched out his hand and put it in front of Osamu Dazai's head, and the bullet stopped, and then fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

This kind of attack was not painful to him, so he didn't care about raising his chin at Osamu Dazai and said to move the seat for me to be the co-pilot.After he sat in, he held the steering wheel and asked, which direction are we going out from? Throwing it out in a whirl, this hand is really good at playing with elegance, the exhaust gas is sprayed and the wheels turn, and they don't care about the bullets chasing behind them, Osamu Dazai in the convertible car is covering the flying hair on his forehead, lying on his back The co-pilot was dead, and Nakahara Chuya gritted his teeth and swung the car around, throwing the ashes off the end of the chasing car, and then drove off towards the motorway.

Dazai Osamu said yes, you should drive quickly, there are supernatural beings chasing after him, he said, I still need you to say, isn’t this driving, and then stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and the pointer of the watch also slid to the maximum value, Almost chasing the wind on the road.They just played life and death in the outskirts of the sea for almost half an hour. In the end, he couldn't hold back his temper, so he threw the steering wheel and let Osamu Dazai take it over. He stood up from the driver's seat and faced the Behind him, he looked at the black cars that followed closely and smiled.

The mafia sticking out of the window and shooting at him continued to pull the trigger, but he just stretched out one hand, palm down, then clenched his fingers into a fist, and the road between the cars on both sides suddenly began. Twisting and collapsing, finally sinking.

He stared blankly at the vehicles that fell into it, and those people behind who were slamming on the brakes and barely stopped on the edge of the cliff. Osamu Dazai, who climbed up and turned the steering wheel, was relieved. The other party said that if I hadn't had quick hands and quick eyes, the car could have rushed directly into the sea.

"I know you can catch it."

"You really believe me!"

"if not."

Chuya Nakahara finished and took the steering wheel. He asked Osamu Dazai if he had any cigarettes, and the other party took it out of his pocket and handed it to him.She won't ask where the car came from, where the cigarettes came from, this kind of question is too stupid, since he was 15 years old and partnered with the other party, he understood that there is almost nothing that Dazai Osamu can't get out, if there is, just a little Wait a minute, it will come out later.

The two of them smoked together, the convertible sports car drove very fast, and the wind blew the smoke into a flat straight line.Now that it's safe, it's time to settle the score.

"You really thought I didn't dare to violently hurt people?" His tone was not good, after all, it was really stepping on his line.Even if you have never tried it, it does not mean that you have not been in contact with it. As a speaker in the black zone, Zhongyuanzhong naturally knows that there are some special groups with special hobbies.He didn't mind the joke that Osamu Dazai told him that he was M, but he still cared about the words that made him kneel.

The wine that was splashed on him earlier had already wet his clothes, and at that time he really wanted to wring the opponent's head off.

There is indeed such an urge, but he knows that he can't do this kind of thing at all.Even if he always said that he wanted the other party to die, he would never actually do it himself.

And Osamu Dazai treated him the same way.

"It's just the easiest way, otherwise it would be difficult for the two of us to go to the toilet together, and you want to do it in other people's bars."

"I don't want to." He responded with a sinking tone, "Then you are too much."

"Yes." Osamu Dazai rested his arms on the car door, the wind blowing their foreheads. From the rearview mirror, you can see the hair of the two flying around. The other side propped his face and looked out the window. The benefits of a convertible It's just that there is not so much room for restraint, and the other party gave him the back of the head and said: "Everyone has selfishness."

Just as he was about to turn a corner when he said this, Nakahara didn't step on the brakes and swayed over, successfully allowing Osamu Dazai on the seat to fit the front windshield.The other party covered his forehead and got up and hissed, but he responded by gnashing his teeth: "Dazai, do you really want me to kneel in front of you?"

"No." The man covering his head and huddled in the driver's seat lowered his head, as if it really hurt a little from the impact, "I want you to lick it."

Nakahara also stepped on the brakes, he pulled the person out of the seat, Osamu Dazai grunted twice, he felt that the annoying movements were a bit heavy, he held the other person's head and looked left and right, and asked if you just hit him Where did he go, the man pointed it out to him, so he brushed away the broken hair on his forehead and saw that the man had bumped into a bruise.

"Hmph, deserve it."

That’s what I said, but I still started to rummage through the things in the car. I found bandages and bruise ointment, alcohol and a towel, so I held the other person’s face and started to apply some medicine. Although it was useless, it was better than nothing. .

Osamu Dazai felt a little pain and didn't want to rub alcohol, Nakahara also said that you don't want me to come here!Be honest, I am very angry now and be careful that I throw it out for you.

After taking the medicine, what did he think it was?Did he want to question Dazai Osamu? ?

So he said angrily that you hold back the tears you pretended, why did you pout your mouth and be more serious, and why did you shrink your neck? The flickering eyes were filled with anger.

"Fuck, what am I going to say—why do you like to provoke people so much? And how did we get discovered?"

Osamu Dazai sat on his seat and touched his forehead, then turned his gaze to look at him in silence, and spoke to him with a somewhat hoarse voice after a while.

"It's not just a matter of Mafia in Italy. Among the people there, there are people from European supernatural organizations."

Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his eyebrows. He didn't want to understand why there were other organizations intervening in it. If it was some other mafia, it would not be enough evidence, but the special supernatural organization is not the same.

He remembered that Lan Tang, that is, Rimbaud, seemed to be one of them.

"So, it's very troublesome, and it's best not to conflict."

The words are the same, and the reason is the same. He naturally knows it, but he still feels unable to swallow this breath.

"How did they suddenly get involved?"

"You have to understand what the chip on your body represents? Mafia can get this thing because of the participation of Italian national forces. This is a lucrative business. The profits and benefits make people dizzy. How could it not Intervene?"

He did know, but he didn't expect it to be so difficult.Those who can participate in the organization of supernatural beings are basically not ordinary people, and they are not comparable to the kind of supernatural beings who are alone.Zhong Yuanzhong also began to recall the entire process of the entire mission, and then suddenly realized that something seemed wrong.

The driving hand stopped, the car slowly started to slow down, and finally stopped on the side of the road due to inertia, he was thinking silently alone, and finally no one knew how long, he suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Dazai Osamu The collar pushed the man against the car door with a loud bang.The sound of the other party's muffled groaning because of the pain came into his ears, and it didn't feel very important, and the anger that had been suppressed now came up again.

"Are you procrastinating on purpose?!"

Osamu Dazai pursed his lips and half-closed his eyes as if it really hurt, but he still looked indifferent, raised his eyelids and looked at him and said.

"Yes, I did it on purpose."

"Why do it?"

"You have no chance of winning, Chuya." The gentle voice seemed to be facing not his anger and murderous intent at all, but other indifferent things, "Your injuries are serious, if you go directly to the port, there will definitely be wounds there." Ambush, I solved the previous siege for you, but do you think it is really useful for the two of us to go there alone? What's more, your waist is not negligible. But if the time is slowed down, then Mr. Sen sent over The first batch of people will directly face those ambushes. If there is a war, the Hong Kong and black side will definitely receive news, so the next batch of people sent to respond may be at the cadre level or captain level, and the enemy will also be ambushed because of exposure. Sicily is not small, and I am confident that I can take you away in guerrilla warfare, but if it is encircled, this is not Yokohama or Chuya.”

Chuya Nakahara's heart was chilled by his palpitatingly calm speech, and he asked with trembling fingers: "The first batch of subordinates sent over—"

"It should be annihilated, after all, there is no comparison at all."

"Those are all my subordinates!"

"So what, there is no way to sacrifice it, although it is a pity-it should be said that Mr. Mori should have expected it when he sent them. After all, he knew that I was with you, so he should be able to guess what he said. to what I was thinking..."

Before he finished drawing the words, he punched the opponent directly. Dazai Osamu's lips were bruised by his teeth, and a little blood flowed out. You can also see your own reflection in the other person's eyes, full of anger and fierceness.

"As for it, Chuya. Are you as far as it is?" Dazai Osamu smiled, but the smile was shallow and full of irony. "How should I put it? For me, I feel that it drags you around. Although I don't sleep well, it can last for a long time. The injury on the waist is better than taking it to the battlefield. Do you think we It doesn't matter if two people die, but other people's lives are more important? You have to think clearly, the chip is on you, not on your so-called subordinates."

Osamu Dazai just looked at him coldly, and finally raised his head and moved his Adam's apple, opened his lips but didn't say anything immediately, he paused for a while before making a soft sound.

"Sure enough, you care more about the life and death of those strangers who can't be named than whether I will accompany you to die in Italy?"

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Love is a matter of two people.

No one is innocent.