Mr. Hat's girlfriend is 1.8 meters four

Fame (3)

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Zhong Yuanzhong also held the steering wheel and sighed.

Xia Jiang couldn't get a nice word out of his mouth.

If he hadn't known her character a long time ago, Chuya would probably think that, like Osamu Dazai, she said such things to intentionally provoke anger.

Xia Jiang tilted his head and asked, "Why are you sighing?"

"It's okay." Zhong Ye asked, "Where are we going to eat?"

"I'm not familiar with Yokohama, seniors, you can choose." Xia Jiang lowered his head and shook his fingers, and said, "I'm not very picky about food, that is, I don't eat onions, ginger, garlic, onions, leeks, mustard, and peppers."

The corner of Zhongye's eyes twitched, and he thought to himself: Are you picky eaters?

Sitting on the back seat of the car, Xia Jiang lowered his head silently and thought: Even if I am a picky eater, I still have grown to 1.7 meters nine.

Fortunately, Zhong couldn't hear her voice, otherwise he would definitely jump up on the spot and crush this long-legged woman with gravity.

The place to eat was in a western restaurant not far from the apartment organized by the port. This restaurant specializes in steaks. It is said that the owner recently took an award-winning piece of beef.

Zhongya, who has made great contributions to the port mafia, will not have worries about money.He didn't even hesitate when he entered the store, he chose the piece of wagyu beef that was placed on the counter and covered with plastic wrap.

After being grain-fed long enough, the texture of the snowflakes has penetrated into the beef.You can tell at a glance that this is the top steak, and it is probably the one that the owner has recently photographed.

I also chose a relatively secluded corner to sit in.

Not long after, a restaurant manager came over with two waiters and asked if they needed drinks.

Zhong also chose a bottle of sparkling wine with a relatively sweet taste, and asked Xia Jiang for his opinion. Of course, he got the answer "I have never drank wine".

Just as the manager was about to leave, Xia Jiang said abruptly, "I need a hair rope."

The manager turned around, and when he was about to agree, he looked into those green eyes.He froze for a moment, and his expression immediately returned to normal.

"I'll get it for you right away, miss."

Xia Jiang looked at the back of the manager leaving, frowned slightly, and asked: "Senior, is that someone from the Port Mafia?"

Zhong also looked up at her suddenly, and said vigilantly: "Do you want to spy on information? Although I really want to ask you, but unfortunately, he is not one of us. Is there something wrong?"

The dim light of the western restaurant secretly shone down, casting a layer of warm light on the two sitting in a secluded corner.The atmosphere here is very good. Even if the diners are mafia, they will feel warm and relax unconsciously, right?

It's a pity that this good atmosphere is just a whitewash.

The gesture of Zhongye and Xia Jiang talking in a low voice is very like a couple whispering - if you don't listen to the creepy content of the conversation, they may really be considered a couple.

"Is something wrong?" Xia Jiang took a sip of ice water and said in a low voice, "Did you notice his hand just now?"

Zhong also shook his head and asked, "What's the matter, is it the hand holding the gun?"

In the past few years, Zhongye has learned a lot of things in the port mafia, such as identifying whether a person is a mafia or not.

In illegal |organizations like theirs, many people can hold guns, and they are all trained with excellent accuracy.This also means that long-term training will form calluses on the corresponding position on the hand, which is the same as the calluses on the middle finger of a person who holds a pen.

But...who looks at the waiter's hands when they come out to eat?

And whether you are holding a gun or not can only be seen by looking at the inside of the palm. It is still very difficult to observe other people's palms in a short contact.

"No, it's the hand holding the knife." Xia Jiang calmly stated the facts he had observed with an indifferent face. "His tiger's mouth has lacerations. A guy who is used to using knives to slash at people... No, when he learns to use knives earlier than slashing, he will definitely leave such wounds."

The hands of the person holding the sword must have been tempered in the process of countless injuries, healing, tearing, and healing. These pains and scars are all for them to be able to hold the knife in their hands better. Guard your will and your life.

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at Xia Jiang: "How do you know?"

"Senior, I am a doctor." Xia Jiang is a doctor trained by Anbu of Academy City. "Doctors have seen the most people."

Just like Mori Ogai, he will come into contact with high-level government officials, as well as criminals who were injured in the fight or even hunted down.As a doctor, he has come into contact with so many people that he even opened an underground information reselling center.

Some people in this world are smart, some are good at fighting, some are tyrants, and some have distorted personalities...

All kinds of people, even if they have supernatural powers, cannot escape injury, disease and aging, and they will eventually meet the doctor.

"I don't know who he is and what purpose he has." Xia Jiang raised his head, the light in his sunny green eyes flickered. "But—I'm afraid he already knows that I found him. Senior, no matter what his identity is or what his purpose is for lurking here, he will take action immediately because he knows that he has been exposed."

As soon as Xia Jiang's voice fell, there was a loud noise in the restaurant.

The manager—a man named Kazusuke Sato hurried towards the corner with a hair tie in his hand.

There was obvious anxiety in his tone: "Sorry, customer, there was an accident in our back kitchen, please leave as soon as possible—"

Before he finished speaking, his expression changed—probably from fake anxiety to real anxiety.

Xia Jiang was holding a scalpel in her hand, and with just a slight flick, the blade that was stabbing at her deviated from the direction and lost its strength for a while.

Nakahara supported his forehead, picked up the hat from the side of the seat and put it on.

At this moment, he really wanted to ask: It's just a meal, what's the matter?

"This position is not good." Xia Jiang kicked him over, stepping on the sofa lightly and jumping out of the corner. "The main blood vessels and organs could not be stabbed, and the doctor could completely save his life."

"Hey, don't run around!" Zhong Ye finally couldn't bear to curse out his own mantra: "Bastard, before the matter develops to this point, can't you explain it in advance?"

Xia Jiang turned around and said without changing his face: "I have explained in advance, senior."

"I mean explain it before the matter is a foregone conclusion!" Nakahara Chuya got through the phone angrily and said, "Dazai, are you bastard in the apartment? My side..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a sound of disconnection from the phone.

Nakahara Chuya: Osamu Dazai nmd!

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Osamu Dazai moved the phone away, pursed his lips and turned his head to look at the disconnected phone.

There was no light in his iris eyes, and the corners of his mouth turned up—a smile that didn't come from happiness.

"Ah, I shouldn't do bad things." Dazai looked sideways at the people surrounding him. "If I hadn't followed Zhongya and them, I wouldn't have fallen to this end."

The business district where Dazai was located was not cleared.

These people wearing kimonos and holding knives did not know when they were besieged.These people dressed as samurai wear pale masks with strange expressions on their faces.They are not like warriors, more like ghosts cruising in the dark.

Silently, but did not conceal the danger and killing intent.

When Dazai found them, they were already surrounded and cut off the mobile phone signal, it seemed that he had no room to struggle.

—It seems so.

However, he is Dazai Osamu, a transparent person who knows everything.

Even if it is an unexpected thing, he can make a little adjustment to make it develop in a direction that is beneficial to him.There is no harm in this world but no benefit, there are only people who can't deal with it.

When Dazai was about to face a strong enemy, suddenly a man dressed as a masked warrior ran into the encirclement and whispered a few words beside the leader.

The leader looked at Osamu Dazai, put his sword back into its sheath, turned his head and left with his men.

Osamu Dazai: "...?"

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Holding the scalpel smuggled out of the medical room, Xia Jiang quickly passed the restaurant manager.The blade of the scalpel collided with the dagger, and then quickly retreated, making a harsh metal scratching sound.

Her steps were brisk.

From Zhong Ye's point of view, she was more like molesting her opponent.

No matter how hard the restaurant manager who was good at using a knife tried, he couldn't touch a corner of Xia Jiang's clothes.

Xia Jiang's steps were light and light, she landed on the back of the restaurant manager Kazusuke Sato, flipped the metal blade in her hand, and drew a slender silver light.

Zhong also finally understood how she killed so many people in the chaos - the thinner the knife, the sharper it is.The blade is thin enough, and the position of the knife is accurate, even if it is just a light knife, it can kill people.

After the knife, Sato Kazusuke was torn apart, and a lot of blood oozes from his back.This knife is very beautiful, but it is a pity that it does not reach the point.He picked up the dagger that fell on the ground in fear, and ran out very neatly.He is sober - if you can't fight, you don't need to fight again.

Xia Jiang lost the chain at a critical moment. Her action just now was too exaggerated, and she fell out just after playing handsome.Xia Jiang turned around and shouted: "Senior!"

Zhong also had absolutely no reason to let him escape, turned around and chased him out.

But after chasing it not far, Zhong stopped.It wasn't that he couldn't catch up, but——the masked man dressed as a samurai was one step ahead of him, and he pierced Sato Kazusuke's chest with a long knife.

The leader of the samurai swung his sword to the side, shaking off the blood on the sword: "This person has already had a grudge with us, so we should handle it."

"Hey, if you snatch other people's prey in such an open and aboveboard way, you have to report an identity that convinces me?" Zhong Yuanzhong was also very upset by the other party's tone.

But maybe the scene of killing people with a knife in broad daylight is too spectacular...

No, it's not so spectacular, even more bloody scenes than this, Zhong Ye has personally facilitated many times.

The point is broad daylight - there are plenty of cameras here.

"I come from my wife's family, my wife Yingshi." The leader said, "We came here under orders, please don't make things difficult."