The second disease teaches you to be a man [comprehensive]

"What a complete surprise...."

Occupying the air territory of the port mafia, the newly built building, like a giant dragon acting recklessly, has broken away from the dusty, dull and pitiful appearance of its new birth. In just a few minutes, the concrete surface has been covered. Layers of dragon scales are black, with star-like silver sparkles between the low-key scales.

Under the huge dragon hovering in the sky, a mighty black gushed out from the building next door, quickly surrounding the territory.

The last crimson glow of Yokohama was swallowed up by the black mountains in the distance.

It's night's turn again to rule Yokohama.

The neon light sprinkled the ground, but it couldn't illuminate this dark corner.Heavily armed men in suits and sunglasses stood in place holding powerful weapons and surrounded them, with their muzzles pointed in the same direction. At this time, as long as someone gave an order, the flames from the muzzles would be enough to pierce an ordinary person thousands of times back and forth. Second-rate.

But in front of the muzzle line of sight, there was only one young man.

Soft black hair blended with the gentle night breeze, and he was wearing weird clothes that could not distinguish the age and style. It was the kind of style that sat in a detective agency where shirts, trousers, and vests were popular, but it was comparable to Colleagues conspicuously stand out a hundred times in their attire.

"Welcome, I didn't expect that the new neighbor of the Port Mafia is actually the leader of the new organization Abyss Traffickers that appeared in Yokohama—"

"Mr. Guangzhou."

As low but clear voices came from behind the crowd, the lower ranks of the Mafia separated and re-emerged like Moses divided the sea.A group of people approached slowly. The leader was a man with black hair combed back. He wore spotless white gloves, a black coat with a high collar turned up, and a cardigan suit inside. Officer-level figures.

They just stood there, giving people an oppression that they couldn't stare at. It was a feeling of crawling out of the abyss and blood.Even if the leader gave him a kind and calm smile, he couldn't hide the danger coming from his bones.

Mori Ogai said with a smiling voice. "A few days ago, I was still regretting that I didn't go to the auction held by your company in person. I missed such a good opportunity, so I entrusted it to my subordinates to make friends with young talents. Now it is really a godsend opportunity."

The mafia leader raised his hand and pressed down, signaling his subordinates to put down their weapons. "It's really rude. How can you point a dangerous weapon at the distinguished guests of the port mafia?"

Guangzhou finally pulled his contented gaze away from the building, and looked at the menacing port mafia crowd.

Tilting his head, the young man said flatly, "When the dark dragon came into the world, an uninvited guest visited, and the disturbed dark emperor gave the other party a look full of death. The whole world is his noble and glamorous breath. He said deeply Open your mouth and ask the visitor: 'Whoareyou?'”

Mori Ogai: "..."

Port Mafia: "..."

There was a quiet and awkward moment of silence.

From an underground esoteric doctor to now becoming the highest point of the port mafia organization, he probably has never experienced such a strange opening statement from the perspective of God, who forcibly uses words to supplement his actions.

Mori Ogai was almost speechless for a while, but many years of experience gave him enough support, he waved his hand calmly, his red eyes were full of tolerance, he figured out with his superb comprehension skills The key point of the above paragraph, "I am the leader of the port mafia, Mori Ogai, the manager and power holder in charge of these organizations that are barely famous in the city. It is an honor to know you."

It is an understatement to say that it is barely famous in the city.

Although the port mafia is still a secretive organization in the eyes of the citizens, in some black areas, it is the existence of late night overlords who can cure children from crying, especially in recent years under the jurisdiction of Mori Ogai, the port mafia The great reputation is enough to deter some unsightly underground organizations.

"That's nice, human."

Guang Zhou read it poignantly, and Sen even felt a bit of adult business bragging and false compliments from this tone, or it could be translated into words like "So what, what does it have to do with me".

Hearing an unhappy tsk sound from the subordinates behind him, he knew who it was from even without turning his head.

"Young people are very energetic," Mori changed the subject amiably, "Mr. Guangzhou, the building behind you is very individual. I wonder which ingenious designer it came from?"

"Hmph, I alone are enough to complete such a miraculous work! As a dark emperor, I absolutely must live in the tallest building in the world. There is no building that can be taller than the palace of my highness."

Guang Zhou looked up at the mafia leader who was much taller than him with an impossibly arrogant tone.

"..." This guy dared to speak to the boss so presumptuously!And to build this upside-down funnel on the mafia headquarters to provoke dignity, is it actually for the purpose of becoming the world's tallest resident? !

I don't know how many mafia subordinates are slandering in their hearts.

Although it was such an arrogant tone, Mori Ogai could clearly hear the other party's more happy and satisfied tone than before - like a creature that has been groomed.In addition to the brain circuit full of pitfalls and the spirit higher than the sky, the character is surprisingly easy to understand, the leader commented secretly.

"Is it the new base of the Abyss Seller?" Sen continued to ask.

"good."

"What a masterpiece. I wonder if we, as neighbors, are lucky enough to have the opportunity to go in and admire it when it is built?"

Guangzhou pretended to think for a while, "Since you desire so much, then I, as the dark emperor, have no reason to stop your right to admire miracles."

The atmosphere eased down.Sen went further to the point, "Speaking of which, at the auction that day, I don't know if my subordinates could clearly express what I mean as the current leader of the port mafia."

He took a step forward, staring at the other party closely with his red eyes, and at the same time said in a sufficiently formal tone, "Mr. Guangzhou, do you plan to join the port mafia?"

"—Don't be in a hurry to refuse, Mr. Guangzhou can listen to my sincerity in the invitation before making a decision. It just so happens that I brought all the sincerity that can represent the port mafia, and the cadres and quasi-cadres behind me are also one of them. "

"Ozaki Momiji-kun, ah, Nakahara-kun—" Every time the leader called someone, the cadre would give a slight nod, "and Akutagawa-kun."

The evil dog of the mafia glared at the opposite side viciously.

"Well, never mind. Akutagawa-kun has always been like this."

"In addition to what Mr. Chuya promised before, the port mafia will not be stingy with giving financial resources, military strength and even more, and there are even like-minded companions." Sen looked at the bomb maniac in charge of scientific research in the organization One glance, then staring at the person who was solemnly recruited, said in a particularly low voice.

"Mr. Guang Zhou, maybe you don't know that you have been inevitably involved in the disputes of several opposing organizations in Yokohama, and the source of these chaos is the supernatural weapon you made yourself—even faintly Tendency to scramble and assassinate focal points."

The leader wantonly smeared the detective agency, telling truths without any burden in his heart, with a deceptive smile on his face, he said methodically and logically, "As a nameless house of everything in the market, the armed detective agency has several advantages. A fairly powerful supernatural person, but there should be more ordinary members who have no resistance, not to mention that they also uphold a sense of meaningless and ridiculous morality, and deal with unnecessary chores in the dusk. You are forced into a large-scale armed struggle. They are likely to face unnecessary threats to their lives, and even the hostility of foreign supernatural beings. I guess you don't want your detective agency companions to be brutalized because of you. Kill it."

"Even if you have a group of subordinates with superb sword skills, they are hard to resist in front of unique and strange abilities. I believe you have also seen this under Akutagawa-kun's men. But if you join us—"

The practice of doing both kindness and kindness.

Mori Ogai's demeanor and words have an irresistible magic power, not only giving respect to the opponent, but also taking into account the opponent's sufficient reasons for betraying the original organization, and at the same time showing his own strength with similar threatening words.

He spread his hands, persuading him with a welcoming gesture.

"The Port Mafia is an organization that walks alone in blood and violence. We are in charge of the night here. Whether it is a foreign alien who has bad intentions against you, or a secret party that wants to snatch the weapons in your hands, they will all be punished. The most powerful armed force of the port mafia shut the door. Now, have you changed your mind, Mr. Guang Zhou."

The biting night wind blew across the open space between the two facing each other, blowing the hems of countless black coats.

Guangzhou was silent for a long time, and finally reluctantly tore off his eyes from the black coats of several mafia cadres in front of him, all kinds of incomprehensible thoughts were rolling in his heart, "If I agree, what kind of position are you going to offer?" What about for Your Highness?"

With this sentence, Sen could already feel the other party's intentions. He smiled secretly and said kindly, "What do you think of the prospective cadre? If you can make a great contribution to the organization within the time, I will consider it." You will be treated at the cadre level, and you will become the youngest mafia cadre in history."

Guangzhou wrinkled his nose, looked at the mafia leader with a strange expression, his black cat eyes flashed a strange and deep light in the blurry night, he said in a rather naive tone, "If I Do you want to take positions other than associate cadres and above? Don’t you know how to welcome them?”

Just this sentence -

The cadres behind Sen all changed color.

Nakahara Chuya, who had met once before, showed cracks on the ground under his feet, like pieces of overwhelmed paper. He put his hands in the pockets of his clothes, and his body was slightly arched like a leopard ready to hunt. With murderous eyes raised, the cracked gravel broke free from the shackles of gravity, suspended dangerously in the air like countless sharp weapons ready to go. "You kid, do you want to fight gravity?"

Akutagawa showed a clear and cruel sinister smile, his black clothes turned into a death blade and raised high. He had been waiting for this killing for a long time, and he said grimly like a bloodthirsty monster, "Ignorant clown, how dare you do this?" Scorn the dignity of the port mafia? Today is your time to die here."

With a bang.

This is the sound of the sword being pulled out of the scabbard and slashing the air. Behind the woman in kimono who has been covering her lips with a fan, there is a phantom of a woman holding a sword with red light. Her eyes are filled with compassion, and her face is gentle. Said, "Hey, kid. Be careful what you say."

No wonder all the members of the port mafia reacted so fiercely. Positions of quasi-cadres and above—this brat who doesn’t know the heights of the sky and the earth is so arrogant, and wants to replace the pillar of the port mafia, that is, the leader? !

This is already a model of face-to-face provocation, completely testing the bottom line of all mafia rage!

As members, they came to invite fresh blood to join. Of course, it was a kind of sincerity to express their importance before they drew their swords, but it was also a kind of armed threat that made people have to look directly at the shock.

Sen Ou's kind smile on the outside gradually faded away, his cold red eyes stared at the other party coldly, he vaguely felt the tingling sensation of his internal organs being poured with ice water.

Replacing the killing of the leader was exactly the backstabbing that he concealed in the depths of his heart several years ago. After so many years, the henchmen of the former leader's faction have been pulled out by him by various means, and even the slightest flame is gone. It can't be rekindled, and with Dazai's departure, this incident has become a dusty past, with dusty shackles hanging outside.

Although it has been covered with dust, the reverse thorn that penetrates into the heart still exists as an eyesore.

What's ridiculous is that even people who have come to their current position - those who murdered others in exchange for the leader's position, have secret fears all day long about whether they will be murdered by others to take the leader's position.

Guangzhou squinted his eyes, and countless black shadows fell behind him. It was the sword that had been paying attention to the negotiation between the two sides for a long time. Bailaidao's snow-bright sword, imprinted with the cold moonlight, flashed by, licking the air like a tear. .And Ivan, who manipulated the earth and stone, stood in a corner where no one could see, watching from a distance with a strange smile pulling the corner of his mouth.

"Then, Mr. Guangzhou, what kind of position is more in line with your wishes?" Sen tacitly agreed with his subordinate's behavior, and he stroked his fingertips, which were reused when he used a scalpel to reshape his life as a doctor. position, the leader of the mafia spoke softly, the sound was like a snake slowly approaching its prey in the night.

Sen has a strong sense of belief in his actions to govern a huge organization and hunt talents. Even if it needs to be stained with blood, he needs to achieve it. As long as it is good for the organization, he is not afraid to complete it.But if the diamonds you pick up end up turning into diamonds that cut your throat, then it is a matter of pondering over where to place them.

Throw-and-go pieces?Or is it enough to become a confidant and a talented subordinate?

Before he finished his deliberation, he heard the other party say in an incomprehensible tone, "Of course it is the elder Keqing of Yokohama Fentuo. His name can be called...'Nicolas II'."

When Guang Zhou came to this world, he had long been aware of the disappearance of many literary figures in history, and turned into many supernatural beings with the same name.However, even in Yokohama, where cultural output is extremely weak, he still collected many interesting scripts, among which there are many imaginations about the mafia.But because the authors who wrote these unnamed works are all fantasists who write with bizarre imaginations, I don’t know how many settings from different countries are combined in the same article. There are various patch-like settings stuffed inside.

Mori Ogai: "..."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke: "..."

The port mafia members who are ready to fight to the death: "..."

What the hell is this guy teasing them?