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Aoki Nanzawa coughed hard several times before being helped up by the black suit behind him.

With the scroll as a stand-in, both he and Osamu Dazai were just blown away by the air current, otherwise they were not injured.

He only got two scrolls in total, and they are all used up now.

But Aoki Nanze didn't feel bad, anyway, there will be chances in the future.

Compared to this, his whole body aches badly, and his hands are even numb, which is the price of using abilities that do not belong to him.

Osamu Dazai over there can get up from the ground by himself without help.

"It's really a big deal... What are you still doing? Didn't Mafia at the port teach you how to evacuate the crowd?"

His whole body was still soaked, his black hair sticking to his cheeks, he said with a smile.

Most of the members of Port Mafia know about this defected cadre, but they rarely have the opportunity to come into contact with it.

It is said that when he was still there, he was rated as the "most unpopular" boss for two consecutive years.

Although this kind of internal ranking can't prove anything, it can also explain how unpopular this person is.

It's not incomprehensible, when his subordinates have to help find wallets all day long, scoop up their bosses, deal with the enemy all the time, and at the same time prevent their bosses from seeking death...

Many colleagues desperately applied to report and transfer away, even the colleagues who were fascinated by this deceitful face at first were the same.

Only after the defected cadre opened his mouth, they still acted subconsciously.

It is indescribable, as if it is difficult to find self-awareness from this oppressive feeling, this is a former senior cadre of Hong Kong and black.

Dazai Zhizhi ordered the subordinates of his old club confidently, and then came over.

His expression was still relaxed and happy, and he bent his eyes, "I didn't expect to be found by Nan Ze. At first, I thought he would ascend to heaven in place."

Aoki Nanzawa's expression could not be relaxed, rather, it was ugly.

"I only found out after receiving a message from Nakajima-kun and being reminded by Kudo-kun."

Aoki Nansawa was not polite: "If I react later, I won't have a chance."

If the time for the bomb was set in the early morning instead of five minutes past the early morning, then nothing would be discussed.

If it weren't for the fact that his backpack was full of special products brought back from various worlds, it would be hard to say that he could survive.

"Lord."

Quietly, a ghost-like figure appeared next to him, Aoki Nansawa was taken aback.

He didn't realize when Tsurumaru appeared at all.

Not only him, but the people around his port Mafia and Mr. Dazai didn't notice his appearance.

Aoki Nanze turned his head sideways: "Are you okay? There is nothing wrong with us here, just a little accident."

He didn't quite understand why he was so quick to explain this.

Aoki Nanze subconsciously chose the most favorable route, and spoke first to appease.

The white crane was hidden in the darkness. After the early morning, the street lamps on the street were also blown out just now, and they were not so bright.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga blinked his bright red eyes lightly, and quietly raised his hand.

This incident happened within the scope of his dereliction of duty. It was because he failed to protect the lord that he hurt the other party.

Not only him, but the Token Fusangshin of 622 Honmaru would also notice the momentary emotional change of the lord.

No matter how much Aoki Nanze calmed down, he would still be shaken when facing life and death.

The change of his mood will also affect the fluctuation of spiritual power. Only Tsurumaru Kuninaga knows the moment of the greatest fluctuation.

His white clothes turned black in an instant.

"Humans are really fragile creatures."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga said softly that it only takes one man-made explosion to kill many people.

These incidents that cannot harm the sword and Fusangshen in the slightest can affect human beings.

War, hunger, death, even a seemingly peaceful and unprovoked prosperity will not completely eliminate the danger.

Aoki Nanzawa didn't notice that his emotions were wrong, but Osamu Dazai paused.

"Nanze! Ah, the bastard mackerel is here too? What happened just now?"

After Tsurumaru Kuninaga came over, Nakahara Chuya got rid of the matter and came over.

He checked all the way to the last float, and was still negotiating with the staff when he heard an explosion behind him.

Aoki Nanzawa shook his head: "It's nothing, just... I have something to ask Mr. Dazai."

For example, why did the other party suddenly disappear and not answer the phone, why was he tied up in a doll, why was there a gunshot wound on his shoulder...

"Mr. Dazai's shoulder was injured, and I touched blood on one hand just now."

At this time, Aoki Nanze slightly glanced at the blood on his palm, feeling a little dizzy.

His fingers were completely numb, he couldn't even make a fist, he was paralyzed.

Osamu Dazai, who was smiling and talking to Nakahara Chuya, seemed to have noticed this too.

He quickly took his hand, and the bandaged hand lightly touched his blood-stained palm.

"What did you use? It was given by the Phantom Troupe..."

Osamu Dazai also realized that he is a smart person, and he wanted to understand the key in an instant.

His expression became serious, and he lowered his head, "Hey slug, my phone is gone, I need to contact the hospital to check the situation."

"If the problem is serious, I can only ask Ms. Xie Ye to help."

Aoki Nanzawa: "...can I refuse?"

"Obviously, no."

Osamu Dazai interrupted his words with a smile, and Nakahara Chu also rarely said anything.

The people at the port of Mafia cleaned up the mess, but there were no casualties that night.

Even Dazai Osamu was still alive and kicking after being shot in the shoulder, the only one who could be considered moderately injured was Aoki Nansawa.

"But I will find a way to contact people with healing ability and trade some items for you."

Osamu Dazai waved his right hand indifferently, "It seems that you can't adapt to the pain."

The black-haired manager was silent for a few seconds: "I don't think ordinary people can adapt, thank you."

Not to mention Hong Kong and black here, and Mr. Dazai, who is keen to die in various weird ways, is even less afraid of pain.

Aoki Nanzawa didn't feel that the other party really couldn't feel the pain, he just got used to it?

He loves and cherishes life very much, just like millions of ordinary people, so his philosophy and that of Mr. Dazai will never be the same.

Osamu Dazai nodded: "It is an ordinary person who is afraid of pain, and I am also an ordinary person who does not want to suffer pain."

Aoki Nansawa paused for a faint needle pricking his back, and tilted his head.

"...Mr. Akutagawa, good evening."

The disaster dog at Mafia at the port was looking at him coldly, with a very indescribable expression.

It's just that because of the miserable state of Kami Aoki Nansawa, the dog paused, but still didn't say anything else.

The weak are indeed weak, and will never become strong.

What cannot be changed is not the force value, but the mentality of the opponent's own choice.

Aoki·I don’t want to change·Nan Ze: I think it’s good that I am like this?

Higuchi Ichiyo hurried over and stood in front of Aoki Nansawa.

The woman's expression was a bit stiff, and she whispered, "There are a few children in the crowd outside who are about to come in, and the Mafia side of the port will not be able to stop them."

It's embarrassing to say, a group of people can't even stop a few children.

Everyone else was leaving one after another, only those few children insisted on coming in.

He also declared that he wanted to see Aoki Nanze, and as long as he saw him, if he was delayed, he would directly attack him.

Osamu Dazai said briskly, "Is it those short knives? Ah... It's normal for ordinary members of Port Mafia to be unable to fight."

After all, it is Token Fusangshin, or the 'slightly special' Token Fusangshin.

The sword is the body, and their identities are not the same, it may be difficult to judge in terms of force value.

Aoki Nanze also realized that the daggers were still outside: "Can you let them in?"

When the first explosion happened, they hadn't thought of the Lord yet.

But mood swings can be felt, and they are always maintained. Changes in the spiritual power that slows down the corrosion of the black mist will be noticed immediately.

"My lord...what happened to your hand?"

Yaken Toshiro was the first to notice the strangeness of Aoki Nansawa, although he was standing here perfectly.

He was also the one who stopped the other short knives and didn't let them rush over directly. It's not impossible to kill people in this world, but not now.

You can't do this kind of thing at the risk of being known by the lord.

Aoki Nanze had to explain it again, he vaguely sensed something.

Obviously nothing happened, but these Sword Fusangshen seemed to know that he was the one at the center of the explosion.

How did they know?

"Mr. Tsurumaru stay and take care of me, you guys go back and rest first."

Aoki Nanze was a little sleepy, he saw Nakahara Chu also picked up his backpack.

There are also paper bags full of things and two balloons. These should be the only two balloons left besides Honmaru.

It looks intact, and the bunny ears are still glowing with lights.

I didn't think it before, but now I always feel that Mr. Nakahara in the black suit is a bit discordant.

"The balloon was in a nearby shop, and I took it back without any hassle, and the device inside was dismantled."

Osamu Dazai glanced twice: "My balloon seems to have disappeared halfway... Slug, can you give me one of yours?"

"...If you don't want to be beaten, don't ask such questions!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also pressed the brim of his hat: "The ambulance is here, Nanze, get in the car and check."

He was also in a bad mood, there were so many people in the port Mafia, the traitor Dazai Osamu was there, and most importantly, he was there too.

But the only person on the scene who was injured was the one who should have been the last to be injured.

"I'll stay, General, I'm more suitable than Tsurumaru-sama."

The Sword Fusangshen over there didn't know what they had exchanged, and Yaoyan came out.

There is not much difference in age between him and Aoki Nansawa, but he has a calmness and stability that does not match his age.

Aoki Nansawa nodded, he remembered that Yakuken was a doctor: "Mr. Tsurumaru and the others go back to rest first, and they have been tossing for a long time today."

He is also sleepy and tired now, but he always feels that he is not particularly tired...Huh?

Aoki Nanze slightly lowered his head and looked at his feet, he didn't touch the ground.

The weightlessness of his body was a bit strange, but it was indeed much easier than before, and he couldn't stand up a bit.

"It turns out that Mr. Zhongyuan's supernatural ability can still be used in this way."

Aoki Nanze saw that the paper bag and his backpack also floated up, losing gravity.

His attention was shifted to this, and he seemed to be able to float up after being touched by Zhongya Nakahara on the shoulder.

Zhongyuan Zhong also hummed, and his attitude was quite talkative, "Let's go, I will take you to the hospital now."

It's no problem at all to say "send", he just took Aoki Nanze with him.

The people in Mafia at the port behind were left to deal with the mess, and they looked at each other at the scene they had just seen.

Guangjin Liulang pushed his glasses: "...It's the first time I've seen Lord Zhongyuan's ability be used like this."

The gravity of Nakahara Chuya can crush anyone, including his former partner.

The other party only uses it a little bit in their daily life, it doesn't look like this at all... used in this way?