save the judge

So we all know that people can’t help but talk about it. It may be some wonderful magnetic field or scientific principles. If you say bad things about a person behind your back, there is a high probability that you will be heard. Similarly, If you do something bad, there is a high chance that you will run into each other.

The cadre of the port mafia, the number one master in physical skills, Mr. Nakahara Nakaya, who used to be a partner with Dazai Osamu and was called "Double Black".

"Ah~ Zhongya~ When did you like to meddle so much? Could it be that the leader finally can't pay your wages and wants you to earn extra money to support the family? As expected of my dog, the instinct to rescue the owner is still in the genes, right? ?”

Dazai is fine if he doesn’t speak, if he speaks, he will definitely choke to death, Nakahara Chuya was bending over to pick up the long coat and hat that he threw on the bank hastily when he jumped into the water, when he heard this, the veins on his forehead popped up.

"Too-zai! Dead mackerel what are you talking about! Is your brain flooded? Eat this sentence for me! It's because you cheated that I will lose, and this kind of thing has to be won over and over again Come out and say?!"

When he was not talking, the handsome young man who looked like a doll became a firecracker as soon as he opened his mouth, wishing he could blow up Dazai's head tens of meters away, and die together.

"That's Chuya losing too! Don't you understand the reason for willing to bet and admit defeat?" Dazai calmly grasped the facts and refuted.

"It's obviously you who cheated! I poured a drink on the game console when I was about to clear the game!" Nakaya looked like he was about to blow up a puffer fish, he pressed his black top hat on his head forcefully, and roared at Dazai.

Dazai immediately started the next debate: "Don't forget the hat at this time. Sure enough, the hat is your real body, right? It's really a veritable hat storage place. No wonder you haven't grown tall. Your net height can reach the current level. Dazai And thanks in part for allowing you to wear a hat while measuring your height poof—”

Putting on a coat over his shoulders, holding the hat on his head with one hand, the martial arts faction also kicked Dazai, the flying mouth cannon king, followed him like a shadow until he landed, and then stomped on him hard, tearing a piece of paper apart. With a cruel and violent smile: "Kill you to death."

Dazai, who was stepped on, still kept talking, and put on a posture of vowing to die to the end: "Didn't you want to argue with me who is a brain power? It's really the style of a fool like Chuya. Ah, it’s so much fun to play—do you want to release the ability? To me? Hahahaha, is your only bit of IQ eaten up by those gangsters who can only shoot guns—”

As if in a blink of an eye, the two suddenly exchanged hands for some reason. The elbow was interrupted by the knee lift, and the fist was blocked by the cross block. Touching and splitting is more like a smooth performance than a fight.

Each person's move must be cut off by another person in the middle of the formation, and then replaced with another killer move, and then interrupted again, just like the same person hitting the right with the left hand. Both sides have an incomparable understanding of each other. It is impossible to win without using an absolute killing move.

"Cut~" It was Dazai who stopped first, he shook his hand, opened his iris-purple eyes wide, and complained and wronged: "Chuya~ your strength is so great! It hurts me so much!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also gave him a cold look: "What kind of tone are you talking about! Wouldn't it be a good thing if you can be killed? And I obeyed your wish! I will happily bring fireworks to your funeral !"

Dazai curled his lips indifferently: "But I know Chuya too well, your moves are used to something, so you can't kill me."

Jingongjiquan, who seemed to be passively invisible at the side: ... I will answer the question just now, I think I am not well, what's going on?Stuck to the point of throwing up... vomit...

Probably because the resentment emanating from him was too strong, the two people on the other side finally noticed him, facing their gaze, Jingujiquan smiled politely: "No, please leave me alone, both of you continue."

Nakahara Chuya glanced at this strange young man with a sharp gaze. No matter how he looked at it, he felt that he was incompatible with Dazai, a bastard. Dazai had a very faint sense of depression and depression, as if he was thrown into the garbage dump. The recyclable aura that can be perfectly integrated into it, and another exquisite young master who obviously has a family background can actually jump into the river together. Is this world wrong or his vision to snipe the enemy leader from the second floor has declined?

And... didn't that mackerel keep clamoring for some beautiful young lady to die in love with?This... the former adjective is quite right, but the latter noun is obviously not suitable!Sure enough, Dazai lost his mind.

The No. [-] physical master in Hong Kong and Black with a beast-like intuition stared at the frail young man for a while, and then at his deadly opponent who was squatting in front of him and talking to him.

It's not that he's talking nonsense, these two people...why do they feel so fucking similar in their bones? !

The kind of person who pretends to be approachable despite the fact that no one is superior, without any ideals and goals, just walks forward as time goes by, but one shows that he desperately wants to die, while the other... seems to be gone The opposite way...

Nakahara Chu also made a gloomy face, and there is really nothing wrong with saying one sentence, the person he hates the most is Dazai Osamu, and this person who suddenly appeared now...doesn't like it or not.

Although he has served as a cadre of Hong Kong gangsters, Zhongyuan Zhong, who is very polite and fundamentally principled, is actually a good young man. Even if he hates Wujiwu at a glance and doesn't like Jingujiquan, he will not suddenly draw his gun to kill him. Get rid of those who don't like it.

Wet and still dripping water, he smacked his lips vigorously, pushed his hat down, did not look at the two people over there, and silently chose another direction to leave.

Izumi Jinguji sat on the boulder on the bank, blinked at Dazai, and motioned to Shimoya's back to leave: "I have no problem, are you really not going?"

Dazai looked at him blankly, seemed to understand what he meant after a moment of stupefaction, hugged his belly and almost laughed, and rolled on the ground after laughing, kicking his legs and quacking: "Izumi, you think he is me!" What kind of person! That is my lifelong enemy, the most hated guy! If the other party dies, he will definitely go to the grave with flowers and salutes to laugh and celebrate for three days! And he will not have what you think Delicate emotions, it is a terrible and disgusting thing to think that this kind of mollusk will have such emotions, hahahaha..."

Zhong Ye roared like an explosion in the distance: "Dead mackerel! I heard it! It's even more strange that a cold-blooded animal like you who only swims with its tail can understand emotions!"

Seeing that the two began to scold each other with a distance of tens of meters, Jingongjiquan was speechless. He looked up to the sky to calm down for a while, and finally...

— Calm down!Is it over for these two? !

Jingongjiquan, whose heart was full of gloomy blackness, spread out his palms, and the golden spiritual power gradually condensed into a vortex in his palms, gathering and replacing the wind and water vapor flowing in the air, he could feel the dark There were three voices responding to his call, like jumping flames, slowly heating up in the palm.

Holding the Shintachi in his arms, Atsushi Nakajima hid behind a wall out of breath, listened to the surrounding movement with his ears sideways, and felt that Akutagawa was not chasing him, so he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief.

It's not that he can't beat Akutagawa, it's just that Hong Kong gangsters and Butei are cooperating recently, and the president ordered that the basic face should be given.And when he fought with Akutagawa, it was a bloody scene with broken arms and legs and a few holes poked out of his body. He couldn't control it even if he wanted to, and there was a smirk with Dr. Xie Ye in the back——

Atsushi Nakajima shuddered at the thought of Xie Ye Akiko's supernatural ability "Please don't die". He is obviously a therapist, but he must first injure people seriously before he can treat them... He never wants to see such a doctor again in his life. time!

His eyes fell on the vibrator in his arms again, he swallowed, and reached out to touch it curiously.

This Zhentai sword has a silver-white scabbard like jade, with golden pendants scattered among it, a slender and gorgeous appearance, heavy and textured in the hand, even though Atsushi Nakajima doesn't know much about swords, it can be seen at a glance that this vibration sword is absolutely It is a famous product among famous products.

So what happened just now... The dazed little tiger is still at a loss.

A passer-by was able to hit the "Rashomon" head-on, and the person suddenly disappeared after hitting halfway, leaving this knife in place...

What kind of superpower is this?Or are you talking about a conspiracy?

Without the good brains of Dazai-san and Ranpo-san, Atsushi Nakajima frowned again in pain.

Why don't you go back to the detective agency first, and show the vibrating knife to Mr. Ranpo, he will be able to see something, and then you can—

eh eh? !

Atsushi Nakajima, who was thinking about the way out, suddenly felt a strong force in his arms, no, no!It's this knife!

He lowered his head in astonishment, the magnificent and noble Tai Dao was trembling at a very high frequency, a faint golden light glowed all over his body, the blade and the scabbard collided, as if he had self-awareness, he suddenly broke free from him His hand was suspended in mid-air, and then turned around suddenly. A sharp shot penetrated the wall behind him, and flew away like a shooting star!

flew away!

Atsushi Nakajima: "?!"

The hole on the back was blowing wind, the silver-haired little tiger stared at the place where the Taidao disappeared in the end, dumbfounded, and then the gust of wind suddenly stopped again.

A dark cloth strip came over with a fierce and fierce momentum, expanding the hole in a circle, and whispered to himself in a cold voice: "Human tiger... hiding here?"

Atsushi Nakajima: "..."

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!That vibrating knife was intentional, it must be!

Of course, the battle between Atsushi and Atsushi will not be heard by Jingujiquan, who is halfway across Yokohama City. All he can hear are the three heartbeats that are getting clearer and clearer, like the fusion of blood vessels, and the liquid flowing in the blood vessels There was a loud noise like sea water pouring in from the empty mind, and the voices of Dazai and Chuya scolding each other were blocked out...

Then, the wind stopped.

He suddenly raised his face, and the falling stars flashed across the sky.

"...don't let me touch the dead mackerel if you have the ability, or I will beat you every time I see you—get out of the way!"

At the end of the swearing just now, it suddenly turned into a yell. Dazai didn't ask a word, and rolled his head on the spot almost at the next second of Chuya's order. Although his posture was ugly, he was also perfectly hiding A menacing wave of attacks passed.

The smoke and dust dissipated, and the place where Dazai was originally standing was occupied by the three-strike sword, two long and one short, deeply inserted into the ground, presenting a three-legged appearance, with a gloomy blue light on the blade, which is extremely sharp at first glance.

Dazai, who was sitting on the sandy ground beside him with two long legs, stared at the three familiar knives for a while, then suddenly bounced up from the ground, rushing towards Jinguji spring not far away like a shell, Arms open: "Quan ah ah ah ah!"

The white ray of light activated by the supernatural power flashed past his fingertips, and was blocked by Yishin Dazai in the air, and Dazai had to turn around to avoid the blade.He was not in a daze, he turned his head and ran towards Zhongye who was still passionately scolding just now, and he was rolling and crawling at a speed as if he was chasing bullets behind his butt.

"Zhongya~!"