When the sand sculpture trial decides to make trouble

For a whole week, Tsurumaru Kuninaga did not return to Honmaru.

During this period of time, Nakahara also gradually became familiar with the business life in Honnai.When he is free, he goes to Honmaru's tegai room to practice fighting with the taigai swordsmen.

The battle with Fusangshen is different from the experience of fighting with supernatural beings in the past—the power used by the men with swords is not supernatural powers, but spiritual power with many uses and few weaknesses.And the Huangbatu in Zhongya Zhongya's body was actually a god who could use spiritual power before it was developed into a supernatural power by an artificial supernatural power research institution.

Once Zhongyuan Zhong also completely liberates his abilities, it will not be a problem for the spiritual ability.

After the end of hand-gathering, Kunihiro Yamabushi, who has always loved to practice, still feels that it is too late to meet Chuya Nakahara.The simple and honest Dao directly hugged the Hong Kong Hei Gravity Envoy's shoulders, and the two brothers took him nicely to the room where the drinking swordsmen gathered together to drink.

When arriving at the destination with Yamabushi Kunihiro, Nakahara's eyes widened unexpectedly—in this traditional Japanese courtyard, there is actually a small bar located deep in the courtyard.A small red square flag is hung on the sliding door outside the bar, and a knee-high light sign is erected on the ground, with the words composed of several colored lights flashing on it: Welcome.

The wall and floor of the room inside the sliding door still look like a Japanese-style room, and standing against the wall is an L-shaped wooden bar surrounded by red chairs.Inside the bar stood Jiro Tachi, who was already drunk after the battle, and sitting around the edge of the bar were Taro Tachi, Tonbogiri, Nippon and Fudo Yukimitsu.And Higakiri, the elder brother of Genji's two brothers.

"There is nothing more pleasant than fine wine after closing hands! Kakaka!" Yamabuku Kunihiro pushed Nakahara Chuya to the bar and sat down, and he himself sat next to him.

"Welcome, welcome!" Jiro Tachi walked over unsteadily, holding a white porcelain bottle containing sake in his hand.The tall Odachi leaned against the side of the bar with a "boom", and then... looked down at the 1.6-meter Nakahara Chuya...

[System prompt: Zhongyuan Zhongye's palpitation value is 233]

"Have you been in Honmaru for a few days? I haven't found a chance to talk to you yet." Jiro Tachi shook the bottle, "But as long as we drink together, we will be friends from now on!"

While talking, he glanced back at the wine cabinet, "What kind of wine does Mr. Zhongyuan like to drink?"

Nakahara Chuya’s eyes followed Jiro Tachi to the wine cabinet—the wine cabinet in the room is arranged against the wall behind the bar, the upper part of the cabinet door is transparent glass, and the lower part is a wooden door, making it difficult to see the sake. The type of wine in the cabinet.

"French red wine." He said, "I have a lot of old red wine in my cellar, and my favorite is the 89-year-old Patus."

Then, the drunken Jiro Tachi tried his best to think about it, took out a writing brush, wrote the three characters "padosi" crookedly on the sake bottle, and stuffed the bottle to Nakahara Chuya...

Zhongyuan Zhong also laughed angrily: What kind of version of Patus is this?

[System prompt: Zhongyuan Zhongye's palpitation value is 199]

"Haha, brother, don't be angry with Jiro." The Japanese took a wine glass and poured a glass of wine for Nakahara Nakaya with his own hands. "The people we drink here are rough people who are used to the battlefield. I don't have such a delicate wine tasting habit, and I don't keep the kind of wine you mentioned. Speaking of this, the most particular about drinking is Ge Xian, but he is also a Japanese wine school..."

Zhong Yuanzhong also glanced at the wine in the glass - the wine he drank the most on weekdays is foreign wine, but as a port mafia cadre, it is common to meet and socialize with high-level executives of other organizations, and it is not an occasion to drink Japanese wine. No.

Zhong Yuanzhong also took off his black gloves, picked up the wine glass, and drank it with his head raised.

"Happy!" Yamafushi Kunihiro laughed boldly, "Let me tell you, the one who is fighting Mr. Zhongyuan today is the humble monk. In the middle of the battle, Mr. Zhongyuan's momentum suddenly changed. He asked the humble monk, 'Do you want to be crushed by gravity? Bian?...Even the Wuhua Suzuanjun and the Feiwei Envoy have never put such a strong pressure on the humble monk! Kakaka!"

"Hey, so who wins in the end?" Jiro Tachi was suddenly aroused by curiosity, and lay down on the table.

"Ka Ka Ka, there is no winner!" Yamabukuni said with a smile, "Because after that, I asked Mr. Zhongyuan to change the gravity of the humble monk to five times the normal one to help him practice. After all, the gravity of Mr. Zhongyuan The supernatural power is rare in the world, and it just happens to lead the humble monk to a higher level!"

"Oh! It's amazing!" The swordsmen applauded.

Zhong Yuanzhong also felt that his face was a little hot, and he didn't know how to deal with it for a while, so he had to drink another glass of wine.

However, when Nakahara Nakaya raised his head to drink, Higakiri exchanged glances with Nippon Kai and Fudo Yukimitsu.

"I heard that my brother is the gravity envoy of Hong Kong gangsters, right?" Japan No. calmly refilled Chuya Nakahara's glass, "The port mafia organization sounds pretty powerful..."

"Of course." Chuya Nakahara subconsciously drank his glass of wine, "To tell you the truth, the Port Mafia is currently the largest organization in Yokohama! What kind of armed detective agency, what kind of bastard mackerel from an armed detective agency , the Guild, who is helpless when his bank account is frozen... nothing compares to our port mafia!"

"Death country one death country one!" The swordsmen immediately booed again, "Drink, drink, drink!"

When Zhong Yuan Zhong also raised his neck and drank the wine, the swordsmen immediately applauded: "Good!" "Bright!" "You can drink!"

After this round after round, Nakahara Nakaya, an honest man with a good capacity for alcohol, finally got drunk.The orange-haired young man's cheeks, which were a little fairer than those of ordinary men, were slightly flushed with drunkenness. He hooked his fingers around the neckline and pulled it, and exhaled a breath with a bitter aroma of wine.

"Who else wants to persuade me to drink?" He slapped the table and stood up, his movements were a little unsteady, but his tone was more indulgent than when he was sober, "See if I don't drink you all down!"

"Don't dare..." Mustache laughed, and pushed Zhong Yuan Zhong down again.

He hesitated for a moment and asked, "Mr. Zhongyuan, what is the relationship between you and our lord?"

"Huh?" Zhong Yuanzhong also blinked his eyes in a daze, "Why are you asking this..."

"Come, come, drink again..." Seeing this, Mustache refilled Chuya's wine glass again.

After several more glasses of wine, Zhong Yuanzhong was finally completely drunk.

"The relationship between your lord and me..." He propped his chin with one hand, and shifted his body weight to the bar. "Seven years ago, it was Elliott and, ET..."

[System prompt: Taro Tachi's palpitation value is 199]

[System prompt: Jiro Tachi's palpitation value is 300]

[System prompt: Yamabuku Kunihiro's heart palpitations...]

Fudo Xingguang was immediately in awe: "It's really bold to say that the lord is ET..."

Nakahara Nakata turned his head full of alcohol, and suddenly found that the sword in the Honmaru was not like him at all. Without exception, he found that ET refers to Minan Rinka...

[System prompt: Zhongyuan Zhongye's palpitation value is 200]

"It was like that seven years ago, what about now?" You Daojian continued to ask cautiously.

"Ah? Now?" Nakahara Chuya's blue eyes turned to Tonbokiri who asked the question, "Isn't it what you see?"

"..." The men with swords were silent for a moment, then left Nakahara Chuya sitting aside and began to whisper.

"Hey, what are you guys saying sneakily while avoiding me?" Zhongyuan Zhongya stared at the men with swords and swords for a while, dragged his voice dissatisfied, slapped the table and stood up, "Hey, are you deliberately making fun of me? You guys Do you want to experience the feeling of being crushed by gravity?"

The discussion among the men with swords suddenly stopped.After a few seconds, the big sword and gun returned to their original positions to appease him, while the short sword didn't move and Xingguang ran out of the bar.

After Fudo Xingguang came back, following behind him was Akita Toshiro with curious and innocent eyes and short curly pink hair.

"Let Akita ask this question." Fudo Yukimitsu sat down holding the amazake jar, "The only ones who can ask this question are some short knives from Awataguchi."

"What are you doing?" Nakahara Chuya's face was a bit ugly when he saw a new dagger who seemed to be under the age of drinking in the bar.

He still remembers that Minan Rinka, who was only seven or eight years old at the time, was tricked by her mother into getting drunk and then abandoned.

"Kids don't drink, do you hear me?" The orange-haired young man bent down, pinching Akita Toshiro's cheek and warned, "Go back to your brother's place."

Akita Fujishiro was a little confused, but remembering Fudo Yukimitsu's instructions, he still bite the bullet and said: "Brother Zhongyuan, do you know that my lord will call herself the 'dominant buff provider' of this maru, or 'Baba' for short?" ?”

"Huh?" Zhong Yuanzhong was also taken aback, "What?"

Akita Fujishiro opened his round and innocent eyes and asked innocently: "Brother Zhongyuan, will you be our mother?"

Zhongya Zhongyuan: "???"

[System prompt: Zhongyuan Zhongye's palpitation value is 999]

[System prompt: Zhongye Zhongye has a heartbeat value of 999]

"What nonsense are you talking about?" He stiffened his back, his cheeks were burning red from alcohol or Akita Toshiro's words, "What the hell, do I look like that kind of person!"

"Oh." Akita Fujishiro nodded obediently, without raising any objections.

The air in the small bar froze for a moment.Suddenly, Mustache couldn't help laughing out: "Pfft."

Whoa whoa whoa what?

[System prompt: Zhongyuan Zhongye's palpitation value is 999]

The gravity of Hong Kong and Hei made his face look a little ugly: "What are you laughing at?"

"Haha, no, I'm sorry, sorry, I offended you..." Hikakiri waved his hand, "I just said, how could you become the old mother of this Honmaru..."

Nakahara also mobilized the brain cells that had been almost eroded by alcohol to think about Jiro Tachi's words, and the embarrassment that arose from the bottom of his heart just now escalated into unhappiness under the catalysis of Japanese wine.

"What do you think of the old mother?" He opened his mouth and spit out something that was absolutely impossible to say when he was sober, "Do you look down on me? Do you think I am not worthy to be your mother!?"

The sword men in the small bar were all stunned, and the same thought floated in their hearts: it's over, he's really completely drunk...

The silence lasted for a moment, Akita Fujishiro blinked, and said weakly: "But Mr. Nakahara, you are a man, how can you be an old mother?"

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

[System prompt: Zhongyuan Zhongye's palpitation value is 999]

"Isn't Linhua a woman, how can she be your bully?" Zhong Yuanzhong didn't understand.

Just as he was drunkenly questioning the sword men, the sliding door of the small bar suddenly made the sound of the door panel rubbing against the ground.All the blades were stunned, and they looked towards the door subconsciously, and saw Minan Rinhua appearing at the door...

[System prompt: Taro Tachi's palpitation value is 300]

[System prompt: Jiro Tachi's palpitation value is 550]

[System prompt: Yamabuku Kunihiro's heart palpitations...]

Minan Rinka was doing some quizzes in her room, but the system suddenly started broadcasting the palpitations of Nakahara Chuya and the knives.At first, she thought it was quite normal—Chuya Nakahara and the men with swords and swords joined hands in the past few days, and both sides would generate a few heart palpitations from time to time.

As a result, after the 999-point heartbeat value and palpitation value were refreshed, Minan Rinka noticed something was wrong vigilantly.She put down the set of questions at hand, looked at the knife with the value of heart palpitations, and understood—this is a group of people who like to get together secretly to drink...

Immediately Minan Rinka knew where to find them.She walked quickly all the way to the outside of the room decorated as a small bar, and just about to go in, she heard voices inside through the door.

Nakahara Chuya: "...What do you think of the old mother? Do you look down on me? Do you think I am not worthy to be your mother!?"

Akita Fujishiro: "But Mr. Nakahara, you are a man, how can you be an old mother?"

Nakahara Chuya: "Isn't Rinka a woman, how can she be your bully?"

Minan Rinka: "???"

Minan Rinhua stood outside the door, froze for a moment.

She never expected that Zhongyuan Zhong also wanted to be the mother of the men with swords...

At that moment, Minan Rinka thought a lot.She wondered if it was because after leaving the "sheep", she became the master of a Honmaru, while Nakahara Nakaya changed from the "king of sheep" to a cadre of the port mafia, so he was unbalanced.After all, a few days ago, he asked her about her thoughts about the destruction of the "sheep" in his hands...

But being a mother...is really shocking.She is really a loving mother from heaven, a mother born out of nothing...

But that's Chuya in the Central Plains!No matter what he decides, she, Xiaohua, will be obliged to support him!

Minan Rinhua gritted her teeth, raised her hand and pushed open the door of the room.

What caught my eye was those few knives that I often gathered here to drink when I was free.And Zhong Yuanzhong also sat on the chair with his back facing the door. He hung the long black trench coat he usually wore on the back of the chair, and he took off the top hat from his head and put it on the right side of the bar.

Seeing the nervous and bewildered expressions of the men with swords and swords when they realized that they had been exposed, Minan Rinka was silent for a moment, and then said, "Aren't you afraid of hurting yourself if you drink so much wine?"

The men with swords were taken aback.They didn't expect that Minan Rinka's first words after she appeared were not to hate people, but to care about their bodies...

In the silence, Taro Tachi opened his mouth carefully: "The wine will not harm the body of our swordsman, let alone cause harm, my lord, don't worry."

"Hehe." Minan Rinhua said, "I mean that if you drink and bully honest people here, aren't you afraid that I will beat you into a wounded state..."

[System prompt: Taro Tachi's palpitation value is 600]

[System prompt; Jiro Tachi's palpitation value...]

Zhong Yuanzhong was also dizzy from the wine, and it was only then that he turned his head and saw Minan Linhua.

Seeing Nakahara Chuya's expression stagnate for a moment, Minan Rinka thought for a while, and then took the initiative to speak.

"You are qualified to be anyone's mother, really." The girl said sincerely, "Chuya, don't worry about how they say hello!"

[System prompt: Zhongyuan Zhongye's palpitation value is 999]

Minan Rinka continued: "Chuya, have you ever heard of such a popular saying on the Internet: Men either wear military uniforms and die in battle; "

[System prompt: Zhongyuan Zhongye's palpitation value is 999]

Minan Rinka was still saying: "Our Honmaru women's wear boss can't be said to be rich, but there are definitely some. Xiaoluan counts as one, and Jiro counts as one. Come on, come on, Jiro, aren't you here? Come and explain, summer wear Is it cool all of a sudden when you wear a small skirt..."

[System prompt: Zhongyuan Zhongye's palpitation value is 999]

"That's not what I meant!" Zhong Yuan finally couldn't take it anymore, and punched the bar counter.

"Then what do you mean?" Minan Rinhua was stunned, "Don't you want to liberate your nature and become an old mother? But I think you are still very young, even if you wear women's clothing, you will not be regarded as a middle-aged woman , will only be treated as the eldest lady..."

"I...I..." Zhong Yuanzhong also "I" for a long time, but "I" didn't say anything.After a few seconds, he raised his hand and buried his face in his palm in frustration.

"Can you forget what happened today?" He said angrily, his brain was still sore after being baptized by alcohol.

"ojbk." Minan Linhua carefully took his arm and led him out of the small bar, "Go back to the room and drink some tea to wake up the bar, I'll pretend nothing happened today..."

A group of men with swords in the small bar silently watched the two disappear outside the door.

After a long time, Akita Fujishiro raised his head in a daze, and asked Hikiri: "We are going to have a new mother, right..."

Mustache: "..."

[System prompt: mustache heart palpitation value 333]

[System prompt: Taro Tachi's palpitation value is 300]

[System prompt: Jiro Tachi's palpitation value...]

Yokohama.

After the failure of using Shibusawa Tatsuhiko to destroy Yokohama and then destroy the whole world, Fyodor Dostoyevsky, the leader of the supernatural organization "Rat of the Dead House", did not leave Yokohama, but looked for a The secret place hibernates.

Fyodor Dostoyevsky knew the outcome of the plan - the stab at Osamu Dazai didn't fully understand his life.I'm afraid Osamu Dazai had already anticipated that he would take this move, and contained the antidote in his mouth in advance, and if the antidote capsule was placed in the mouth for a period of time, the outer layer of the capsule would melt; , The capsule will also be damaged, so the antidote will flow out, and Osamu Dazai will wake up after taking the detoxification ingredients.Thinking of this, Fyodor Dostoevsky even felt some appreciation for Osamu Dazai.

That was indeed an opponent that made him fearful.

However, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko was just a pawn in his Fyodor Dostoevsky pawn, and this plan was also one of his plans of destruction.

When Fyodor Dostoyevsky was lurking in Yokohama, planning his next plan, one of the members of the "Rats of the Dead House" he brought to Yokohama, who usually hides his true identity and works outside Alexander Pushkin, one day, came rushing from outside to the secret stronghold with a letter in his hand.

"This is from the Walt Disney Company." The fat man put the letter on the table panting, "It's really tricky, how did they know we were in Yokohama... If we didn't have an intelligence network, By intercepting the letter before it reached the distribution point, maybe by now, the news that we're still in Yokohama has spread throughout the city."

Unbeknownst to Alexander Pushkin, Rinka Minan had in fact sold them, writing directly to the Walt Disney Company that they were in Yokohama.In fact, when Minan Rinka wrote the letter, she didn't think about the fact that they pretended to disappear, but they were still hiding under the noses of the major organizations in Yokohama.In short, everything is wrong.

However, in the eyes of the old and cunning "rats of the house of death", it is impossible for crooked people to exist in this world.Everything is a deliberate plan by the enemy, a conspiracy to attack and destroy them...

[System prompt: Fyodor Dostoevsky's heart palpitations are 99]

[System prompt: Ivan Goncharov's palpitation value is 199]

Fyodor Dostoevsky's eyes flickered for a moment.He stood up and walked to the table, picked up the letter, and glanced at the contents of the envelope.

The sender was the Japanese office of Walt Disney Company, and the recipient's name clearly stated that he was Fyodor Dostoevsky.

As far as the envelope the letter came in, it didn't look like anything counterfeit, nor was it in any way unusual in the way it was sized and fitted to the paper.Fyodor Dostoevsky shook the envelope, but he could not hear any foreign objects inside.

Looking at the bright light, the envelope faintly showed the outline of the letter paper inside.

No matter how you look at it, this is just an ordinary letter.

The Russian murmured and opened the envelope, and took out the letter inside.After reading the letter, even the scheming leader of the "Rat of the House of Death" had a subtle expression on his face...

[System prompt: Fyodor Dostoevsky's heart palpitations are 500]

"What is it?" Until then, Alexander Pushkin, who ran all the way back, wiped the sweat off his head, picked up the letter and read it.Ivan Goncharov, who was holding a porcelain cup at the side, also walked over slowly.

The two members of the "Rat of the Dead House" were stunned after reading the contents of the letter.

This is a letter from a lawyer asking them "Mouse of the Dead" to stop trademark infringement.The Walt Disney Company did not know where they obtained the mouse head design of the "Mouse of the Dead", and solemnly requested them to stop infringing on Mickey's image, and reserved the right to hold them accountable.

After reading it, Alexander Pushkin subconsciously said to himself: "How should we change this? Could it be changed from 'the rat in the dead house' to 'the cat in the dead house', 'the dog in the dead house'..."

What are "the cat of the dead house" and "the dog of the dead house"?Is this decent?

[System prompt: Fyodor Dostoevsky's heart palpitations are 399]

Fyodor Dostoevsky was silent, but Alexander Pushkin who was on the side turned on his mobile phone and started searching at some point.

"Ah!" Fatty suddenly yelled, "'The Cat in the House of the Dead' has been registered as a trademark!"

Who would go out of their way to register a "Cat in a Dead House" as a trademark?Isn't this a deliberate run on their "dead house rats" what else could it be?

[System prompt: Fyodor Dostoevsky's heart palpitations are 450]

"Look up who registered it," said Fyodor Dostoyevsky. "Maybe there will be a clue to whoever reported us."

"Okay." Alexander Pushkin clicked on the copyright page, and was soon stunned.

"The 'Cat in the Dead House' was probably not registered by the person who reported us." Alexander Pushkin said, "This trademark was registered half a year ago, before we arrived in Yokohama. The name of the registrant... um ...Let me see..."

Two seconds later, the fat man took a breath of air: "It's an evil, the registrant is Dazai Osamu who killed a thousand swords..."

[System prompt: Fyodor Dostoevsky's heart palpitations are 500]

When the system announced Fyodor Dostoyevsky's heart palpitations, Minan Rinka, who was brushing up the practice questions in the main pill, was amused: "It seems that Disney's lawyer's letter has arrived..."

Seeing Fyodor Dostoyevsky's heart palpitations and two Russian names, Minan Rinka found a small notebook and wrote "Death Note" on the cover, Then took their names down and sent a copy to both the Armed Detective Agency and the Port Mafia...