[Comprehensive] World Treasures

Hello everyone.

I am a 28-year-old senior member of the port mafia. Because of my busy and high-risk work, I am currently suffering from a baldness crisis that I shouldn't have at my age.

——Life has devastated me beyond recognition.

However, just a few days ago, we had a special, very sweet girl from Port Mafia.

A girl named Bafang Meiren airborne high-level executives. When we heard the news, we thought it would be a petite and willful young lady, but later found out...that child is a little angel!

Although she is a related household and I don't know how strong she is, Bafang treats the low-level people very gently, like a little sun, and when she sees someone in need of help, she will go up and do what she can.

You must know that the ratio of men to women in our port mafia is 9:1! !And the only remaining ones are those who are so vicious that they explode, such as the head of Miss Ozaki! !

——Oh my god, Bafangqin is simply the light of darkness.

By the way, my target is one of the murderous people.

The 25-year-old members of the port mafia, including Mr. Guangjin Liulang, formed a parent group by coincidence, and worked hard for the little girl day and night like chasing stars.

Although everyone will not reveal their vests in the group, but occasionally meet around Bafangqin's office and look at each other, it is tacit understanding!

The content of concern includes how the little girl is eating, whether life is uncomfortable, whether the young man is using his brain, whether he is in a bad mood... and so on.

Of course, concern is concern, but we will not disturb her daily life, just hope that this child can grow up well in this dark territory.

However, just today when I accidentally passed Mr. Dazai's office, I saw...

The all-round beauty, she put the most terrifying man in the port mafia besides the leader, Osamu Dazai, in a corner.

………Eh? ? ? ? ? ?

Port mafia gravity makes Chuya Nakahara, hungover.

Although he tends to lose control when he drinks, he drank more and more, but in the past, his subordinates would always be by his side, so someone would send him back.

Yesterday I just wanted to satisfy my cravings, but I saw Bafang drinking milk tea very happily, so I followed her cup after cup.

Just, accidentally, I got drunk.

When the young main force of the port mafia woke up, he found that he was not in his room. He looked around the room blankly for a week, and his brain was still a little dull.

The decoration style is biased towards women. Although it is simple, it can still be seen that the room is not one of my subordinates. There is a faint smell of coffee in the room, which is mellow and soothing.

It was Bafang Beauty who had a drink with her yesterday, so the current bed is very likely to be Bafang Beauty's. The clothes on her body have been changed, and they are brand new men's pajamas.

——Zhong Yuan, who is only 15 years old, is also experiencing a major crisis in his life.

He was entangled in what he should say when he saw the owner of the room later, should he say "I will be responsible" or "what happened"?

The young Hong Kong black gravitational force hit the bed, but his face kept heating up.

"Chuya, Mr. Fujita told you to go to work quickly, why don't you get up?"

"I……."

He supported the edge of the bed with his hands and wanted to sit up. The fingers with gloves off were slender and white, like a work of art carefully crafted by God.

On the one hand, he was worried about offending the girl, so he hesitated for a long time without saying a word.

The Bafang beauty was stunned for a moment, and she could probably guess what he was thinking, then she smiled and said to him in a coaxing tone.

"Don't worry, Xiaoye changed your clothes for you. I slept on the sofa outside yesterday."

She was worried that Zhong Yuanzhong was also thinking wildly, so she continued talking.

"I don't know where you live, so I can only help you here first."

Zhong Yuanzhong also breathed a sigh of relief, ignoring the sense of loss in his heart, and wanted to turn over and get out of bed when he suddenly became dizzy.

— the aftereffects of a hangover.

"... Tsk, there are still tasks tonight."

Bafangdai held the Taidao seriously around his waist, and the scabbard of Mikazuki lightly touched the metal decoration on the trousers, making a crisp sound.

She stood by the bed, holding his hand outside the quilt seriously with both hands.

"I will arrest Osamu Dazai, please rest assured."

Nakahara Chuya: ...Why do you want to look like I'm dying.

He didn't complain about it, and now he has a splitting headache.

The young man took a deep breath, tried to withdraw his hand from Bafang's hand, met her gaze in the next second, and stopped his movements again.

"Forget it, come on."

The boy muttered this, shrunk a little under the quilt, and covered his reddened ears.

Bafang let go, and wanted to suggest to Zhongyuan that he should go back to his room to sleep, but seeing that he was already under the quilt, he didn't say anything.

— It seems that being drunk doesn't feel good.

She went out, and when she closed the door, she specially supported it with her hand, so that the door would not close so loudly.

Osamu Dazai has a dedicated office, but Bafang knows that he is usually away.

There was no solution to wandering around aimlessly, so Bafang simply waited at the door of his office with his hands folded and his head bowed.

——Standing and waiting may be the best way for this guy.

"Wow~ Beauty finally made up his mind? You want to die with me..."

Bafang beauty raised the corners of her lips, and locked him by the wall in the next second.

Osamu Dazai blinked, and looked down at the beauties in front of him.

She put on makeup to prepare for tonight's mission. It would be perfect to entrust someone who everyone likes to do things like seducing the enemy, but...

That guy Chuya really felt relieved to let her do this kind of task.

How powerful Dazai Osamu's intelligence network is, naturally he knows the target of tonight's banquet.

Fight against the bad guys of the port mafia and make a fortune selling the wrong stuff under the hood.

Although Bafang Meiren's creed of "not killing people by himself" is very similar to Odasaku, but after all, there is a gender difference. Odasaku will beat people up, so Bafang may not be sure, right?

It's not appropriate for a girl with a soft heart to do this kind of task...

Bafang beauty raised her head, her expression was still smiling, but her voice was gloomy.

"Tonight, you must go on a mission with me. If you dare to escape, I will break your leg right now."

Osamu Dazai opened his eyes slightly, and chuckled after a while.

"Yeah, I will."

——So, that's why Osamu Dazai is slamming on the wall.

The toasts are interlaced, and the sensuality is like a horse.

Bafang was wearing a little black dress, and his chestnut hair was pulled up, revealing the curve of his beautiful fair neck.She held Dazai's arm loosely, and her little high heels stepped on the soft carpet without making any sound.

Dazai Osamu was wearing a formal suit. Although the boy hadn't fully opened up yet, his appearance looked as gentle as jade. Bafang knew at a glance that he would have many suitors in the future.

The banquet hall is magnificent, and the people coming and going are either rich or expensive, but their hands are always stained with some dirt.

The reason why Bafang agreed to be the bait this time was because the target had an identity as a lure, abductor, who specialized in lure, abduct young children, and then sell them to dignitaries with special hobbies.

In Bafang's world view, such a person deserves death.

If it is a society of heroes, it is the best option to leave it to the heroes.It's just that here, fighting evil with evil and violence with violence seems to be a better way.

——World Treasure didn't notice the subtle change in his conception.

Osamu Dazai bowed his head and pinned the drooping hair back for her, and the breath from his words hit Bafang's earlobe.

"Don't be in a daze, beauty, the target is at seven o'clock."

Bafang looked in the direction of his line of sight, seeing clearly the momentary speechlessness of the character.

Bafang Beauty: ...I killed Mori Ogai Jitian.

The target's body size can no longer be described as huge, the facial features have been blurred by the flesh, and the movement seems to be very difficult.

—Please! !I can't do it! ! !

Bafang Beauty immediately raised her hand to touch Dazai Osamu's hand, tilted her head and pressed her face against it, whispering affectionately.

"Dazai, can you disguise yourself as a woman?"

Osamu Dazai moved, and squeezed Bafang's face with a smile.

"What do you say?"

……

The result was naturally rejected. Even though Bafang was reluctant, the plan entered into a state from the very beginning.

She was trained by her mother as an actress when she was a child. Although she is not proficient in acting, she is good at it.

Osamu Dazai found the right time to talk to the character target, looked back at her and left the scene, Bafang looked at the clock in the lobby, and went forward to chat with the target after 5 minutes.

"Excuse me, have you seen my boyfriend? I saw him talking to you just now..."

"The little handsome guy with black hair? I know hehe...Come on, little beauty and I will go."

The greasy man stared at Bafang vigilantly for a while, and smiled disgustingly.Bafang resisted the urge to give him a knife, thanked him gently, and followed behind Fat Pig.

All the way up the stairs, there were obviously more guards standing on both sides. Bafang showed a slightly nervous expression, and the man's self-esteem seemed to be greatly satisfied.

After that, everything went smoothly, being led into the target's room, the target locked the door, and wanted to hold Ba Fang's hand.

"gentlemen."

Bafang took a step back and narrowed his eyes, his eyes were cold, and the petals on the palm of his hand began to condense.

"If you don't want to die..."

Before the words fell, the door was broken open.

Just as Bafang was about to summon a sword to cut people, he saw a young man walk in from behind the residue of the door. The fat pig in front of him had a knife pierced into his calf at some point, knelt down on the ground and screamed with all his might.

Osamu Dazai stood with the backlight, and the fat man collapsed on the ground screaming and backed away.The young man lowered his eyes and gently turned the knife in his hand, drawing an arc of light in the dark room.

"Sorry sorry~ my hand slipped."

Osamu Dazai wanted to say something, but another voice cut in.

"Just now, which hand touched it?"

——The man's light blue hair is as cold as snow.

The author has something to say: Guess who I am series (…) Calvin did not update dbq yesterday, thanks to the little angel who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!