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"You, you also have abilities..."

Shirose moved his lips, trying to say something with a distorted expression, but couldn't say it.

However, why can the supernatural being escape Chuya's sight and blend into the flock?impossible!That's Zhongye in the Central Plains!

"I'm an ordinary person."

Ueno Ryo stood behind No. [-], surrounded by a group of Token Fusangshin protecting him.

His tone was much more indifferent than before, and a bit annoying, "Tsuraru, you guys stay and deal with it, I'll go find someone first."

He hesitated for a while, wanted to say something, but didn't speak after thinking about it.

Even though he grew up in a peaceful society, Ueno can always quickly adapt to the "rules" of different worlds.

Shirase and the others attacked him without any scruples, and if he fought back, they would not show mercy.

"I don't want to do this, I also want to accompany the Lord to find someone!"

The white-clothed crane raised his hands, his slender fingers were gloved, he bit off the mitts on his hands, and covered the Lord's eyes.

"My lord, wait for a while, 1 minute~ Let's go find someone with my lord!"

Tsurumaru's voice was still very relaxed and clear, but his colleagues all understood.

Ueno Ryo moved uncomfortably, trying to break free, but was held tighter.

The white clothes were spotless, and Daojian Fusangshen hugged their God-inspector tightly with a smile, and approached intimately.

"My lord will lose his appetite when he sees inappropriate scenes, and then everyone has to worry about—" Tsurumaru said naturally, "Isn't it? Candlestick Kiri."

Candlestick Qie Guangzhong responded with a calm tone: "My lord, staying up all day and eating snacks all day long is not healthy. Eating is very important."

Bang bang bang non-stop gunshots hit the protective cover, causing no ripples.

It's not that all the high-end products sold are of this kind, but it's definitely the best for personal use.

"Ok."

Candlestick cut Guangzhong shook off the last bit of blood on the blade, with a calm expression.

"Tsuramaru," he looked at his colleague, who was standing among the dead bodies, "Master, the matter is settled, we can leave together."

He didn't particularly embarrass these children, out of a hurry.

It's just that everyone who raises a knife against the lord is an enemy, no matter whether they are adults or not, and what their status is, that's all.

Candlestick Qie Guangzhong glanced at the white-haired machine standing cleanly behind their lord.

They can't be as completely cold and emotionless as machines, but they can also obey all the orders of the master.

Become the most loyal under his command, the knife that never retreats.

Zhongyuan Zhong didn't even make it halfway, and received a call from Youxing.

The girl's cry was obvious: "Zhongye! Help me! I'm in the hands of Hong Kong gangsters!"

She read out the address with a trembling voice, and before Zhongyuan Zhong was also angry, the voice changed over there.

"There's no need to talk so much... Hello? Hello, is that the King of Sheep?"

The voice on the other end of the phone sounded soft, with a slight smile and innocent, as if he had done nothing.

"Bastard!" The boy Chufa lowered his face, almost choking out every single word.

He ran on the street, and the stones exploded under the force of gravity, but he couldn't get close.

With his hands in his pockets, Nakahara Chuya ran faster and faster, heading towards his destination.

"Before I come, don't touch her! Otherwise, even if it's Hong Kong gangsters—"

"It's really impolite to threaten people in such a hostage situation." The voice said briskly.

"Why don't you hurry over here? It's best to humbly, cry bitterly, and express a sincere apology...Maybe there is a possibility of redemption."

Zhong Yuanzhong also gritted his teeth and did not speak.

"Then, I won't bother you."

The bad mood was relieved, and Osamu Dazai stood up from the container.

The bandaged boy looked at the pink-haired girl with a kite-colored eye, "Ah... your king is really real, he has no brains at all."

"Would it be painful to know that the little lambs have betrayed him?"

Osamu Dazai jumped out of the box, blinked, "It's so miserable, there is no subordinate, the so-called king..."

Before he could sneer, the phone in his pocket vibrated.

The expression on Dazai Osamu's face did not change, but he took it out and found that his message from an hour ago had been answered.

[The suicide method you mentioned is also very painful, I don’t think it meets your standards]

Even if you drink the water that melts gold, your internal organs will feel a burning pain, and the pain is so painful that you want to die, but you can only endure this pain until the last second.

[That being said, I don’t think any suicide is possible without pain—jumping off a building, drowning, taking sleeping pills, etc…]

"To deal with a person with abnormal thinking, you can only follow his words."

Obediently being carried by No. [-], Ryo Ueno still had time to reply to the news of the girl and persuade the other party not to commit suicide.

Most of the time, he didn't quite understand what the most outlandish thoughts were.

But Ryo Ueno also figured it out a little bit, his body is very afraid of pain, just like him, he can persuade him from this aspect.

【Well, I thought so too】

【So I'm waiting for you to research a new toy that can make me commit suicide in a clear and clear way? 】

【…】

【Impossible, give up】

This topic has happened thousands of times, Ueno Ryo wanted to set up an automatic reply.

He didn't quite understand why ** believed him so much, he had already refused to sell things to the other party countless times.

…Not only that, but also being pestered and chatted by this guy with a very bad personality.

【Arrived】

Ueno Ryo came back to his senses and looked at the abandoned warehouse in front of him, which was at the port.

If he hadn't tampered with Zhongye's body in advance, he really didn't know the subsequent development.

"Sneak in quietly," Ueno Ryo said in a low voice, "The nearby portraits make a heat map to ensure that the infiltration movement is minimized."

It is impossible to infiltrate without solving it alone, and Ueno Ryo is not so naive.

What rules does the world follow? This world is obviously a world where the weak prey on the strong, and he will not be naive enough to reason with the mafia.

In the warehouse, the negotiations between the Central Plains and Hong Kong gangsters have come to an end.

"According to your so-called agreement," Zhong Yuanzhong said unhappily, "as long as I go with you, this matter will be cancelled, right?"

"That's right," the black-haired boy smiled, "Suddenly remembered your attitude on the phone just now... Then add a sincere apology."

"Hey, stop kidding—"

Zhong Yuanzhong also had cold eyes, and supernatural powers surfaced on the surface of his body.

The boy looked like he might erupt at any time, if it wasn't for Yuxing who was still in the hands of these guys.

Staring at the teary girl, Zhong Yuanzhong also said nothing.

"If not, what will happen to the poor and helpless Miss Youxing? It's hard to guarantee?"

Osamu Dazai, who is said to be a reserve cadre of Hong Kong gangsters, is a very annoying guy anyway.

Standing among Hong Kong gangsters with guns in full swing, the young man didn't mind the anger level of the person on the other side who was about to break the watch, and he still spoke happily.

"..."

"Let You Xing come here," Zhong Yuan Zhongye said in a suppressed tone, "I'll go with you."

"...and an apology."

He originally thought that this damn bastard would not agree, but he didn't expect the other party to agree easily.

The pink-haired girl was untied, pushed out, and staggered towards Zhongya Zhongya.

Nakahara put his hands in his pockets, and stared at her with sapphire blue eyes.

Seeing her walk to his side, grabbing his sleeve nervously.

Chu Fa's youth paused, and the corner of his mouth curled up in a particularly arrogant arc——

In this warehouse, there is no need for all the damn Hong Kong gangsters to exist. Do you really think he is an idiot?listen to everything?

puff.

The blade sank into the body, and the sound of being torn apart was as calm as tearing a piece of cloth.

Chu Fa's eyes widened suddenly, his expression full of disbelief, and he staggered back.

Youxing's hand holding the knife was trembling slightly, she bit her lip and trembled, and let go of the knife handle like an electric shock.

"Yes, I'm sorry! Chuya."

She hid behind those Hong Kong gangsters, "I, Hong Kong gangsters have something against me, and you will never forgive me after you find out!"

She didn't dare to bet on how much trust she still had in them.

Therefore, it is better to act first!

The blade is coated with poison that can paralyze the nerves, and it can't react to it...

Zhong Yuanzhong also knelt on the ground, pressing one hand on the wound on his abdomen that was gradually oozing blood.

He didn't even raise his head, his voice was a little hoarse, "Hong Kong black... What's the reason for you?"

Make you turn around and deal with me?

"It's not a big deal, is it?"

Osamu Dazai's voice sounded, "She intends to cooperate with GSS, pretend that she was arrested, and let you come to Hong Kong gangsters to provoke."

The 15-year-old Osamu Dazai also had no affection for the King of Sheep. His footsteps were crisp and clear, with one hand still hanging in front of his face, as he walked over step by step.

He threw an object on the ground and rolled to Zhongyuan Zhongye's feet.

"There is also a recording pen. The King of Sheep is really in a pitiful state."

"By the way, the plan to stab you was first suggested by Miss Youxing."

Because of the fear of the strength of Hong Kong gangsters, and worry that the Central Plains will also find out their betrayal——

The asylee quickly made his own choice, actively asking the mafia, hoping to survive in exchange for benefits.

"Mr. Hirotsu," Dazai Osamu said calmly, "Take him back."

Except for the usual high spirits when he wants to commit suicide, or when he is in a bad situation, Osamu Dazai's expression will occasionally calm down.

Boring, uninteresting, and maybe a little in a bad mood.

puff.

The sound of bullets pierced through the human body, Dazai Osamu's kite-colored eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked towards the target.

There was no emotion on his expression, and the mafia around him also raised their guns neatly, and even Guangjin, who was standing behind, came over.

Youxing covered her neck with her hands, but she couldn't stop the blood gushing out like a gulp.

Suffocation is an extremely painful way to die.

She widened her eyes, wanting to say something, she couldn't believe that she would die at this moment.

The white-haired robot threw the gun to the ground, and stood in front of Zhongye like a ghost.

"Some members of the Port Mafia," the boy's voice was obvious, "Mr. Dazai Osamu, Mr. Hirotsu, and...these."

Supporting Nakahara Chuya up with one hand, Ryo Ueno found out with a bit of a headache that although the opponent is not tall, he is not... light in weight.

But it is impossible for him to throw Zhongya Zhongya back to the ground.

The physical fitness is really average, and the white and fat judge who has been raised helps people up.

Zhong Yuanzhong also caught a glimpse of a small piece of gray sleeve in his downcast eyes.

He is very familiar with this sleeve. The man didn't have a change of clothes, so he helped to find them.

Token Fusangshin appeared from behind him, Ueno Ryo raised his eyes.

He glanced at Osamu Dazai, ignoring his strange sense of familiarity, and said, "Chu will visit you too, but it shouldn't be now."

"It's not too late to talk to him when he recovers."

Both sides fell into a stalemate for a while.

Osamu Dazai blinked his eyes, and the iris-colored pupils flashed a moment of amazement.

"You man," he pointed at Ryo Ueno with one finger, "why do you wear the same bandage as me? Could it be... are you some admirer of mine?"

It's not impossible, Osamu Dazai's popularity in Hong Kong is pretty good.

And this black hair that popped out suddenly, many parts of the exposed part were wrapped with bandages.

If the bandage on the forehead moved to the eyes, it would be not much different from Dazai.

"..."

"I suffered extensive abrasions not long ago," Ueno Ryo said with a headache, "It's just a coincidence."

Whether it was the tone of the other party's speech, or the tone and habits, Xianyu felt a familiar suffocation.

"Chuya Nakahara, I was taken away temporarily," Ryo Ueno rubbed his hair, "Although I'm a little sorry, but..."

He also knows that he doesn't want to be hostile to Hong Kong and black, but the Central Plains is also different.

When analyzing the situation before Sankaiyue, he guessed some gangsters' thoughts. Ueno Ryo couldn't say that he felt wrong, but he still wanted to stop Chuya.

Although according to Sanriyue's analysis, Hong Kong and Heilongjiang are likely to absorb Zhongye from the Central Plains.

"sure."

Ueno paused, raised his head and met those eyes.

"Ueno-kun can take him away, we won't stop it."

Osamu Dazai said in a brisk voice, "But after recovering from the injury, there is still something to do, and he promised to help us."

The Hong Kong black handed over the pomelo and apricot to the Central Plains Zhongye. This is a deal.

"I know." Ueno Ryo didn't deny it, "Give me a business card or something, let's meet next time."

Guangjin Liulang handed over a business card.

The black-haired boy didn't reach out, but stood beside him, and the strangely dressed man took it.

"What is this? Will the mafia also have a business card?" Tsurumaru Kuninaga was full of interest.

The white-haired crane lowered his head, his business card was dexterously twirling at his fingertips, except for a knife pinned to his waist, he looked harmless at all.

"Let's go first," Ueno Ryo said with a headache, "Look for Yaken... to see a doctor."

He is more and more fortunate now that there is a doctor in this pill, otherwise Zhong Yuan really doesn't know what to do.

He didn't care at all about exposing intelligence and himself to the enemy.

As Osamu Dazai promised, the process of their going out was extremely smooth.

With the coat draped over his shoulders, Osamu Dazai watched them walk away before stretching.

"Ah—that's great," he said lightly, "Can I leave work early today? I'm going to take a walk by the river."

The boss is going to jump into the river again.

It's fine to jump into the river, but this time I have to prepare rescue measures and explain to others.

Having an unreliable boss sucks too!

"Mr. Dazai," Hirotsu Liulang looked at him, "the one who appeared today..."

"I'll report to Mr. Mori," Osamu Dazai turned his head, "Just say, I met a terrible enemy, it's too scary, and I can't stop it."

"..." Isn't this rhetoric too exaggerated?

"It's so decided. I'll go to the river to relax first. It's really terrible. I'll talk about it slowly."

[I encountered a little troublesome thing today, I am not very happy]

[The original plan was disrupted, and I was bullied by my classmates, so I couldn't go to the river to relax]

[The marbles you gave me last time were accidentally lost, I am such an unfortunate person]

【Just give you a little more, so you won't be so... mournful】

【Really?Manager, you are such a good person]

"It's almost unbearable to deceive people."

Osamu Dazai sighed and shook his head, put the phone back in his pocket, and stared at the clear river in front of him.

He opened his hands and rushed in directly.

"Mr. Dazai! Quickly pick up Mr. Dazai!"

"Where's the fishing net? Did you bring it with you this time?"

"Mr. Dazai floated down the river—"