On How to Pursue Hong Kong Black Cadres

Masaki Tsushima came to another world. Seeing the neon lights outside the alley and the occasional people passing by, he collapsed to the ground, and his tense nerves relaxed slowly. He knew that he was safe for the time being.

But even so, he was still holding the Sun Wheel Knife, and the cherry blossom pattern under his left eye was still eye-catching.

After breathing steadily, he checked the alley and used the healing skill after making sure that there were no cameras.

The wounds on his body had healed visibly, but those bloodstains and torn clothes were impossible to recover.Tsushima Masaoomi took out clean clothes from his nomia earrings, quickly took off his clothes and changed into new ones.

He took out the mirror and checked with the faint light that there was no blood on his face before he heaved a sigh of relief.

He turned over the favorability panel again, and Chuya's 100 favorability was at the top of the list, followed by that lunatic Gogol, who was actually 95 points higher than Atsushi Nakajima's 3.

Gogol is the latest main mission target, but it is a mission Tsushima wished he would never trigger for the rest of his life.

Masaki Tsushima never wants to see this silver-haired lunatic who wears elegant clothes and behaves like a crazy clown.

Well, after all, he came for him, even if he didn't want to meet, he would be found.

At any rate, the teleportation skill has been made into a permanent skill, so it's not a bad loss.Masaki Tsushima could only comfort himself in this way.

He walked out of the alley slowly.There are not many people on the street, and the sense of depression is obvious.

And what's going on?

Why is the road full of broken shoes, potholes, and even some road signs are broken.

No money to repair?

Masaki Tsushima could only think so.

When passing by a store, I finally saw the clock, 7:40.

So, where exactly is this place?

He didn't know, but the street was inexplicably familiar.

For his uncontrollable teleportation skills, Masao Tsushima has long been prepared. He has not only cash but also gold, silver and jade specially stored for fear of different currencies.

Even in an uncivilized place, there is still food and water to keep him going for at least a month.

After knowing his mother's supernatural ability, he actually didn't reject it very much.Now I just need to find a way to find a way to go back.

It’s the third time I’ve arrived in other worlds, but I haven’t followed it in the first time, which is a bit exhausting for couples who are in love.

This is not a long-distance relationship, but a different-world relationship.

Masaki Tsushima raised his brows at the familiar banknotes, touched his belly, and took out the money to buy takoyaki.

When he saw the familiar street sign, he couldn't help but froze. He confirmed the sign on it again, and then looked at the nearby buildings.

There are a few buildings that I do know, but many more have no impression at all.

Tsushima Masaoomi's face slowly faded, and he rushed to the street on the left and ran quickly.

He bumped into someone, and after saying sorry, he continued to run forward, and stopped in front of the familiar address after running for a long time.

The address is the same, but this is not his home, but a strange building.

The rented grocery store disappeared and became a small second-floor residence.

Hasegawa.

Masao Tsushima took a breath looking at the surname on it, and looked around. His neighbors have also changed a lot, even their surnames are different.

This is Yokohama, but there is no me in this world.

Tsushima Masaoomi turned and left, and he continued to walk forward.It is still a familiar address, but the streets here are quite unfamiliar.He didn't feel relieved until he saw the five Hong Kong and black buildings standing tall.

It was the subconscious slack when they found something they were familiar with and felt they could rely on in another world, a feeling called belonging.

"Ah, really, there's another fight over there. It's the first time this week."

"Shhhhh! Don't be so loud! Watch out for those people who come to teach you a lesson!"

"Then they might as well come here. Such a big fight has already had an impact on life. This kind of life is really enough!"

Masaki Tsushima stopped, frowning.

After staying in the port mafia for so long, he understood one thing. Although they were from the other world, they would never easily disrupt the balance of Yokohama.

So, are other small organizations doing it?

Or…

Masaki Tsushima looked at the mafia building over there, did he come to the time period where the previous generation was?

Tsushima Masaoomi followed his subconscious mind to walk in other directions, to an inaccessible place, where the air of death was quietly filled.

This is a wide street. If it was Yokohama, there should be people even at this time of day, but now there are not even people.

Buildings and infrastructure along the street have many bullet marks, indicating that a gun battle took place here.

As soon as he turned his gaze, Masaki Tsushima paused.

He ran over there quickly and squatted down in front of the figure.

"Hey, wake up!" Masaki Tsushima patted the face of the young man who fell on the ground: "Are you okay?"

Looking at the blood on the ground, Tsushima Masaki locked his thigh.The scalpel was cut out, and Tsushima Shoomi cut open his wound cleanly, took out the bullet, and wrapped it up with a bandage.

The wound was not fatal, but he should have fainted from the pain.Although it is impossible to die now, there may be sequelae if it is not treated and recuperated in time.

Tsushima Masaoomi groped on him, found the phone, and called an ambulance.

He doesn't seem to have a place to stay tonight, well, it might be a good choice to accompany him in bed.

The thoughtful Tsushima Masaoomi finally came out of the hospital in despair.There are too many injured people recently, and the hospital is overcrowded. He doesn't want to stay in such a place.

"It's better to sleep under the flyover." Masaki Tsushima muttered.

It was at this time that Masaki Tsushima met Osamu Dazai.

The right eye is bandaged, and he is wearing a black Mafia suit with an ankle-length black jacket.

His appearance can be recognized at a glance, the difference is that the current Dazai Osamu has an extra dark temperament, even if he orders the big man in black behind him to pull out a gun and shoot Tsushima Accident.

He was still wrapped in bandages, not sure if he was really injured.

"Hello, Mr. Unknown." This is how Osamu Dazai greeted him.

Seeing that still immature face, General Tsushima suddenly swelled up: "Hello, Dazai-kun."

Osamu Dazai's smile didn't change: "Sure enough." He said this in a vague way.

General Tsushima: "Could it be that the person I just rescued was a mafia?"

"No." Osamu Dazai said, "It was just a lucky passerby who was rescued by an unknown gentleman."

"Really?" General Tsushima asked, "Then why bother Mr. Dazai to come to me in person?"

He was sure that there was no surveillance in the alley where he appeared, and it was at night, so the probability of seeing himself in the sky was very small.

So, what is it that attracts the attention of the person in front of you?

Masaki Tsushima still remembers Chuya's evaluation of him: "A terrible man who is disgusting at ordinary times and in his work, but never makes mistakes in results."

This evaluation is naturally given to Osamu Dazai during the double black period, that is, Osamu Dazai of the Mafia.

Osamu Dazai stared at the person in front of him: "The nearest Yokohama is a bit of a mess, and the four major organizations of supernatural powers are naturally watching closely. Our port mafia is just a little bit faster than others." As he spoke, he also compared it with his fingers. The thumb pinched the first knuckle of the index finger, showing that it was really just a little bit.

So, what went wrong!How did he know that he appeared suddenly!Tsushima Shoomi became irritable, his small brain was simply not enough for a high IQ like Osamu Dazai.

"Then, please come with us."

Masaki Tsushima: "It's okay to take a trip, but I want to ask a question. How did you notice me."

Osamu Dazai kindly gave the answer.

He happened to see Tsushima Masaki who took the bullets cleanly from the surveillance system, and he caught his attention because the other party was suspected of being a rare space-type supernatural power.

So Osamu Dazai began to investigate.

The alley where Masao Tsushima appeared was indeed not monitored, but as long as he got out of the alley, he could find out, so Osamu Dazai found something interesting.

While eating takoyaki, he suddenly started running and stopped in front of a house.The surveillance was too vague to know exactly what happened, but he was able to trace the direction in which he was looking at the port mafia building.

At that moment Osamu Dazai decided to find someone himself.But after the meeting, he knew that this trip was not false.

General Tsushima only felt a burst of suffocation, he suddenly didn't want to be at a disadvantage, so he said with a wooden face, "Mr. Dazai, do you know what your behavior is called?"

"what?"

Masaki Tsushima uttered a cold word: "Pervert."

Osamu Dazai seemed startled by the word, his eyes widened in disbelief.However, this expression quickly disappeared, and Osamu Dazai seemed to have figured out something, and his whole person brightened up.

Putting his hands together, the exposed eyes stared brightly: "So this is a pervert? But why does it feel a little different from Mr. Mori?"

General Tsushima almost fell down, for a moment he didn't know what expression or words to use to convince him.

The leader is a pervert?

Thinking about Alice, Masaki Tsushima immediately agreed with this description, but it was a BOSS, and if he said bad things, he would be put on shoes.

He looked at Osamu Dazai with a complicated face, only this guy was favored by the leader, he was frantically testing the leader's bottom line, so that he was afraid and had to leave the port mafia in the end.

Osamu Dazai's smile remained unchanged, but looking at Masaki Tsushima, he raised a deeper inquiry.

Do you know Mr. Mori and Mr. Mori's hobbies?

Interesting.He thought so.

Going to the port mafia is actually nothing. When he knew that there was a port mafia in this world without him, he thought of finding a way to join before leaving. With his ability, even if he is not reused, there should be no problem in admission.

"Where did you go, bastard Dazai!"

A familiar roar came, and Zhong Yuanzhong also came out of the building, his footsteps were so heavy that it seemed that he wanted to step on the ground to make big holes.

Of course, with his strength, he can indeed do it.

Masao Tsushima stared blankly at him, that familiar face, that familiar braid, and every part of Nakahara Chuya's body seemed to soften him.

"Yo, Chuya." Osamu Dazai greeted happily: "Mission completed?"

"Huh? You still know there is a mission?" Zhong Yuanzhong also stood in front of him: "Who is the person who suddenly disappeared during the mission, you bastard!"

Dazai Osamu said with a smile: "Suddenly saw an enemy holding a hand/thunder and wanted to try to see the hand/thunder to commit suicide, but finally found out that it didn't work, that would be very painful."

The Central Plains also heard the Qiqiaoshengyan for this reason.

Tsushima Masaoomi covered his mouth and chuckled, Chuya like this is really inexplicably cute.

Chuya Nakahara looked at General Tsushima: "Hey Dazai, who is this guy?"

"Ah, him." Osamu Dazai looked at the smiling young man: "I picked it up halfway, what's your name?"

"General Tsushima."

"Ah, so it's Tsushima-kun."

Zhongyuan Zhong also frowned slightly: "Pick it up? What do you want to do?"

Dazai Osamu said quite indifferently: "I just picked up a supernatural person, use it if you can, and go to the front as cannon fodder if you can't use it."

Masaki Tsushima: ...He had the idea of ​​beating this guy up.

Zhong Yuanzhong also thought the same way: "Don't just involve irrelevant people, you bastard!"

"Irrelevant person?" Dazai Osamu looked puzzled, and finally showed a very strange smile: "Couldn't Chuya see it at all? He is a person from this world just like us."

"And the kind of person who can cut the enemy's throat with a scalpel."

The author has something to say:

Masaki Tsushima: Ah, the 16-year-old Chuya is so cute!