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The black-haired boy was thin and weak, and his right eye was still wrapped with a white bandage. He raised his hand, and the overly long sleeve moved down, exposing his wrist, which was also covered with bandages.

They obviously look about the same age as them, but the sense of disobedience in this body...

You don't need to look carefully, everyone can see it clearly.

The U-17 players and the members of the basketball club are all middle school students with different styles and vitality, but Osamu Dazai is completely different from each of them.

But what Hongxiang cares most about is not the appearance of Dazai Osamu, it is better to say that this son of a bitch has not jumped out to die for such a long time (during the U-17 period), which is considered very good.

The blond-haired youth shifted his gaze and stared at Tsunayoshi Sawada, "Sports?"

The brown-haired boy who received Hong Xiang's suspicious eyes wanted to cry, but he could only bite the bullet and nod.

Two black-haired men all in black, both of them playing black tactics with a dark heart, looked at each other while pulling the corners of their mouths with a smile, and Tsunayoshi Sawada in the middle seemed like a year.

With better eyes than Aida Reiko, she can judge the opponent's physical potential based on the texture, blood and bones.I didn't find it on the screen before, but I just thought that Peng Gelie's tenth generation was a bit unlucky, so he stumbled with his left foot and fell with his right foot. Now...

"You are so weak."

Quite straightforward words pierced Sawada Tsunayoshi's cowardly heart.

"However, being weak now does not mean that you will be weak in the future." The blond young man let out a gust of wind with great kindness, blowing away the dark clouds above Tsunayoshi Sawada's head, and even faintly showing signs of opening up the sun.

Li Baoen jumped from the ground to Sawada Tsunayoshi's shoulder and kicked him on the cheek, "Why are you happy, what he means is that you are a weak person now."

"... Hong Xiangsang is right." How can a worthless person like him compare with the other party.

Wait a minute, Riboun is already by Sawada Tsunayoshi's side.

The blond young man put down his hand that blocked the person behind him, touched his chin with his fingers and began to think.

Hehui-jun is 16 years old this year. According to his crazy father, he is seven years younger than XANXUS, that is to say, XANXUS is 23 years old now, and when XANXUS is 24 years old, he will be unfrozen by Kudaime and compete with Tsunayoshi Sawada for the ring...

Isn't it next year!

The competition from October to December, Hongxiang dedicated the entire second semester of the second year of high school to the country. The school is naturally exempted from the course and will not fail the exam. Even according to Hongxiang's past excellent performance, the teacher may still Give an exemption from full marks.

Ah... I thought that U-17 came back and escaped the final exam, but it turned out that there was an even bigger scare waiting for him a year later.

What's going on, I was going to stay honest until next year when Tsunayoshi Sawada succeeds Pengo Lie, he has nothing to do with Italian clams, why is it suddenly exposed?

Even Guochang Lu Dajue only found out that he was born overseas and was brought back to China by the former leader of Hong Kong gangsters. There was no trace of the Moscow Hotel and Pengelie.

Could it be that during the Judaimu election campaign, the older generation saw that there were too few Judaimu candidates and desperately investigated their illegitimate children?

Hong Xiang thinks it is possible.

But it doesn't matter, at most a layer of skin will be peeled off to reveal the identity of the young master of Hong Kong gangsters, and nothing else will be recognized.

Under the leadership of Mori Ogai, the foundation of Hong Kong and Black has been solidified in the past two years, and overseas development has been restarted.As the "heir" of the port mafia, it is not surprising that he knows the existence of the Rainbow Son, but he said that Hong Xiang should be wary of Li Baoen.

"If you want to get started with the basics, first enroll in a pre-school of golf skills, and then..." Hong Xiang didn't stay for long, and started to walk again, "Take a good exercise with your useless body, well, let's start with a five-kilometer run in the morning .”

A blond-haired young man in a red and white coat walked past Tsunayoshi Sawada, and the flying U-17 coat caressed his face. The "JAPAN" behind him represented the hope of the country.

Seeing this, the teenagers followed him out of the gymnasium.

There is no doubt that this group of people, including Hongxiang Hehui, are the pillars of Japan.

Thinking of this, Sawada Tsunayoshi buried his head even lower, "Riboen..."

"Hongxiang Hehui, it's not easy." The voice was as cute as ever.

"Yes, the U-17 World Cup champion is the elite among the elite." Of course, Tsunayoshi Sawada knows the weight of the "world champion". pressure.

"That's not what I'm talking about." The little baby conjured up a Lane brand pistol, "Look, when holding the gun, the back of the index finger will rub against the trigger, and calluses will form after a long time."

Riboun made a gesture of holding the gun, and then aimed the gun at Tsunayoshi Sawada.

"..."

"Don't point a gun at me!!!"

A few seconds later, he came out of the shock, and the brown-haired boy seemed to have grasped that point, "Isn't Hongxiang-san a tennis player, as well as basketball... Everyone who practices sports will have calluses on their hands." Yamamoto said Even those who practice baseball have thin calluses on their palms.

Hearing this, Li Baoen's expression didn't change, he just put the pistol on the butt.

"Alas!"

"I've demonstrated it to you, but you still can't get my points, you're really stupid."

"...Sorry, my brain waves are not on the same channel as yours, huh?" Tsunayoshi Sawada suddenly grabbed the thread, and stared at the baby's fingers with wide eyes, "The calluses on Hongxiang-san's hands The location is the same as that of Riboun?"

"Yes, and that kind of thick cocoon can't be rubbed out in a year or two. Hongxiang stayed in U-17 for four months and it hasn't disappeared, which shows that the cocoon has existed for a long time."

"That is to say..."

"Nearly ten years."

"ten years!!"

Len turned back into the green lizard, and climbed onto the brim of Riboun's hat again.

Tsk, the heir of Mafia with more than ten years of dual-gun experience, why does he look like some silly XX?

"Say it, Gang."

"kindness?"

"Your DNA hasn't been taken yet."

"Hey, that..." He hesitated.

"If you don't get it for a day, don't come back for a day. Goodbye~" After finishing speaking, Li Baoen jumped to the ground, and with a bang, the purple smoke exploded, and the figure of the little baby disappeared.

"Nani? Ribaun!!!"

While the brown-haired boy crouched dejectedly at the entrance of the gymnasium, Luo Shan and his team in white team uniforms came out.

"Ah, Xiaozheng, you still have times to make people?" Kai Chang and U-17 at the door stopped for some reason, and Akashi Seijuro, who was following them, stopped and waited for them to fully recover. Passed only to start again.

The red-haired boy kept his eyes on the front, "It's just...to avoid unnecessary trouble."

After leaving the gymnasium, Hongxiang bid farewell to his U-17 teammates. Even Shuji Taneshima, who had a student status of Haichang, was driven away by the blond youth to deal with the deputy head of the tennis department. Picked up a pup.

"What to eat?" the head of the basketball department asked.

"It's all right."

"casual."

"I don't choose."

"..."

"Hot Pot?"

"Oh no, I can't eat too spicy, my stomach hurts."

"Just finished the game, it's so hot..."

"Barbecue ice drink?"

"Get angry, my throat will be uncomfortable at night."

"That's right, and barbecue can cause cancer."

"..."

"You guys are so annoying!" Yukio Kasamatsu yelled, "This will not work and that will not work, come up with a plan!"

"Especially you! Moriyama!" Why do you always agree with other people's objections!

"And you." The senior with emerald eyes pointed at the black-haired boy, his tone was much calmer than that of Yutaka Moriyama.

Every time Kasamatsu Yukio raised something, Osamu Dazai was always the quickest to refute.

"Hey~" The black-haired boy with a bandage on his right eye pretended to be wronged, "But I really can't eat those things, senior is so strict."

The blond youth clapped his hands and cast a meaningful look at the head of the basketball department.

"...What's the matter, President?"

"Let Dazai call you 'Senior', be content, Kasamatsu." Although this "Dazai Osamu" is not the other "Dazai Osamu".

The blond young man put down his phone, "Okay, let's go to the buffet, you can take whatever you want."

There are two attendants standing at the door, and as soon as you enter the door, the waiter bends down and says "welcome" to a high-end restaurant.

"Really...it's too expensive."

Mitsuyo Hayakawa counted one by one, "One, ten, hundred, thousand... 6000 yuan? The prize money for winning the final is not that much!"

"Wake up, there is no bonus for winning."

Nakamura adjusted his glasses, "Hayakawa, you are missing a zero, which is 6 yuan per person."

[4000 yen, about [-] yuan]

There are 13 main players and substitutes in the Haichang basketball team.

"A meal costs 80 yuan..." Moriyama Yutaka took a deep breath.

[80 yuan, about 5 yuan]

"Okay, this is the one. I've made a reservation, let's go in." The blond young man seemed very calm, and walked in first, followed by Dazai Osamu, followed by Suehiro Tetsugu and Moriyama Yutaka , and finally the other members.

Seeing a few members who still couldn't let go, Yukio Kasamatsu felt a little ashamed, and at the same time felt that he owed the chairman another part, "You guys, be serious!"

"...Captain, you should also be serious." It's not on the field of the game now, what does your line mean.

The blond young man had to look at a pup and a hound, and had no time to take care of them, so he could only remind them verbally, "Just eat it, it's better to say that I'm at a loss if I don't get it back."

"Kose, are you feeling better?" Little Ace was still in a daze, but under the psychological hint of Hongxiang, none of them felt strange about Kise Ryota's state.

The young man wearing the left earring shook his head, took a sip of the lemonade his senior brought him, and raised his head slowly, "Thank you, this is...?"

"This is a cafeteria~" The black-haired boy was holding a large plate of crabs and sat opposite to Little Ace.

"Hey, that's it... wow!!!"

It was an unfamiliar voice, but Kise Ryota reflexively wanted to thank him, but when he raised his head——

This is the man!That weirdo I met by the river!

It was only after meeting this strange man that he remembered what happened that morning!

By the way...was he seen through by the gangster senior just now?Ahhh it's over!

"Huh? You're surprised to see me, aren't you... scared?" Originally, I was simply answering the mumbling question on the other side, but it turned out that this large golden retriever actually had such a reaction after seeing him.

Osamu Dazai bent his exposed left eye, and leaned forward a little bit, causing oppression, "You are, where have you seen me?"

The valves in the kite-colored eyes were opened, and uncontrollable malice poured out, dripping onto Kise Ryota's body.

Swah——

The Hound rushed to the table and took a quick glance to judge the situation.The brown-haired boy pulled out the knife hidden in the baggy tracksuit, and pushed the handle of the knife against Osamu Dazai's head, pushing him straight back, and sat down on the chair again.

Kise Ryota looked at the samurai sword on Suehiro's iron intestines, opened his mouth, but did not make a sound.

The blond young man who came back with a plate looked at the puppy steamed buns on his plate, and then at the three dogs forming a triangle on the table.

... What are you doing?