On the Possibility of Being with the Chief Jae HE

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"It's a pity, Chuya really cares for me more." Leo stood up in a good mood, walked to the side of the beautiful croupier and hooked his small and thin shoulders. "I'm so sorry~"

It can be said that the majestic host deliberately made such an action, which can be said to be overly complacent, and it also attracted the attention of the onlookers, making people unable to help but doubt the relationship between Osamu Dazai, the dealer, and the host.

The European mafia - it can already be said that it is outspoken.But the leader of the port mafia was more calm.

"Wait a moment."

As soon as the spectators thought about it, they heard the voice of the calm leader of Hong Kong gangsters. When people looked over, Dazai Osamu put down his folded hands, and the cuffs of his black suit knocked against the edge of the card table, making a slight sound.

Osamu Dazai asked with a low smile, "Mr. Leo, would you like to bet with me again?"

"But the leader of Hong Kong gangsters has no chips," Mr. Leo turned his head and looked at Osamu Dazai who was sitting in front of the poker table: "Why don't you send your subordinates to bring the chips over first?"

"Is that so?" Osamu Dazai said, raising his right hand that was casually placed on the table. "Then how about I play something special—like betting on my hand?"

After his words fell, everyone turned their attention to Osamu Dazai's raised hand:

Osamu Dazai's hands were long and slender, with five knuckles hanging down like petals that were about to wither, and they were translucent and cold white.The nails are cut round and have a pinkish white color.

Like Dazai Osamu's face, it belongs to the noble type.

At this moment, because the hand was raised upwards, a white wrist was exposed, and a circle of black suit cuffs was placed outside the cuff of the white shirt, which made the hand look delicate and beautiful.

"Mr. Dazai, are you sure?" Leo looked from Dazai Osamu's hand to himself. "The right hand of the Port Mafia is very valuable, are you sure?"

What Leo said was true.

If the other party is the leader, the right hand represents many things, the most important of which is to represent the image and honor of Hong Kong and black.

If the members of the Hong Kong gang know that their leader is a mere croupier, they chop off their right hands and lose.

This is enough to make one overlord laugh at him generously.

Leo asked again, as if standing on the commanding heights to give the poor enemy one last chance to repent. "The leader of Hong Kong gangsters, are you sure?"

"Definitely." Osamu Dazai lowered his upright right hand lazily, resting on his chin, staring at the croupier who was expressionless from the beginning to the end with his kite eyes. "After all, for me, the croupier is too much for my appetite. I will be so angry that I won't be able to sleep if Mr. Leo took it away."

Dazai Osamu's voice fell, and the people around seemed to explode.

"Even the leader of the port mafia can't hold his breath anymore?"

"What's the situation?"

Others were talking and gossiping, but the leader of the Hong Kong gangsters was unmoved. Even the blond and white-haired subordinates standing behind the leader were quite calm, but their faces were tense.

"Is it because my croupier is also called Zhongye?" The corner of Leo's mouth showed an evil smile, "But I remember that the relationship between the leader of Hong Kong and your top cadres is not good."

Deliberately provocative.

Sir Claremont and Atsushi Nakajima thought to themselves.

"My relationship with Chuya is indeed not good," Dazai Osamu did not shy away from it, "But does this conflict with my not wanting Chuya to get close to others?"

There's none?Atsushi Nakajima expressed a question mark on his face: Chief, can't you just tell the chief's wife (crossed out) about your possessiveness to the Central Plains cadres? what does it mean.

Is it fun? !

Mr. Claremont couldn't see Atsushi Nakajima's serious expression at all. He was staring at the beautiful croupier with black hair and black eyes while he was madly complaining about the leader.

Is China really under control?Why did Osamu Dazai take him here, at the risk of betting with his right hand——

Is he really so confident that he can win?Is it to show off his tacit understanding with Chuya?

Wait, why is he in a bad mood! ! !

Sir Claremont was feeling inexplicably irritable at the moment. He suppressed the feeling of annoyance and stood expressionlessly behind the leader with the people around him, watching the development of the situation.

But I heard the leader of my family continue:

"I believe the croupier is reluctant to let me cut off a hand, so he will definitely take care of me."

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Osamu Dazai's words seemed to force the croupier to bow his head for him, so that the croupier must favor him, otherwise he would use his own arm as a threat.

"The leader of Hong Kong gangsters is really good at joking," Mr. Leo said, "This is my croupier."

Your dealer?

The smile on Dazai Osamu's face was softer, and the evil in his eyes almost turned into reality, but he deliberately distorted his meaning. "Mr. Leo wants to say, why is your croupier helping you win in private?"

"The words of the leader of the gangsters in Hong Kong are too much!" Leo said: "China is also looking after me, not making small moves!"

"I see." Osamu Dazai nodded obediently. "In order to increase your convincing power, what should you do better?"

——This sentence must force him to gamble again.

Of course Leo saw the purpose of Osamu Dazai, and his eyes were fixed on Chuya. It is a pity that Zhongyuan Zhongyuan, who has been affected by the supernatural power, is no longer a dog standing behind the leader of Hong Kong gangsters, let alone What distressed and tacit understanding.

It's really pitiful, but you still don't give up.

Leo felt complacent when he thought of this, but a trace of uneasiness flashed in his instincts, he always felt that something seemed wrong.

But Osamu Dazai didn't give him time to think about it at all.

"What's the matter?" Osamu Dazai leisurely took the red wine handed over by his subordinates, shaking the glass between his slender and graceful fingers. "Is Mr. Leo afraid of losing to me?"

"Are you kidding me? How could I lose to you?" Leo sneered immediately, "I just feel pity for the majestic Hong Kong black boss. Since you don't need it, then continue to gamble!"

Must be an illusion.Leo tried to soothe his sense of anxiety: Nakahara Chuya had already fallen into his own abilities, and was completely controlled by him, so it was impossible to have a tacit understanding with Osamu Dazai.

Leo felt more at ease, patted Chuya Nakahara on the shoulder, and took a seat opposite Osamu Dazai confidently.

"Since the leader of Hong Kong gangsters really wants to lose his arm to me, then I have no choice but to agree!"

Osamu Dazai flicked the glass with his fingers, showing indifference to Mr. Leo's provocation.

………………

The croupiers dealt out the cards, and then each dealt three cards, and the crowd of onlookers only increased, as if everyone had gathered at the table.

"Please speak to the leader of Hong Kong gangsters." The croupier said.

As the bottom, Leo's eyes fell on the corner of Dazai Osamu's lips that was always smiling slightly. The thought that something was wrong did not disappear with the passage of time, but became more intense.

Not right.

Leo pulled his neckline a little impatiently, not daring to let go of his gaze, let alone leave Dazai Osamu's body.

But Osamu Dazai was in the complete opposite state, casually resting his hand on the armrest, still holding the red wine glass in his hand, taking a sip of a match, as if the bet was not his arm, his Just a dude who came here to play casually.

It's really easy.

On the contrary, it seemed that Leo himself couldn't hold his breath. Leo couldn't tell what was so strange. The impetuousness in his heart became more and more intense, and he was almost overwhelmed by the feeling of irritability.

"Mr. Leo is hot?"

Dazai Osamu's sudden concern made Leo pause, and he looked at him with gloomy eyes. The card showed J, Q, and K flushes. It was very surprising that the pattern on the card was the same as that of the previous game. Same.

Leo's gaze paused, and he suddenly noticed something was wrong——

Osamu Dazai acted too indifferently, as if everything was within his prediction, and his ease of handling made him feel uneasy!

"Since Mr. Leo is so restless, let's solve it sooner? Here, please ask the croupier to deal the cards."

Osamu Dazai moved the red wine back, and his white-haired subordinate immediately stepped forward to take the wine away. Osamu Dazai sat up slowly, tapping his fingers on the armrest.

"Mr. Leo, please speak."

Leo's heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably, and there was even a voice in his heart yelling at him: Don't continue gambling, shut up.

But he looked up at Osamu Dazai's easy-going smile, and said cruelly: "Deal the cards!"

"Yes."

The croupier continued to deal the cards when both parties agreed, and everything was exactly the same as the previous game.Only this time—

"Ah." Osamu Dazai raised the corners of his lips in a good mood, and nodded the ace of spades that Chuya Nakahara had given him. "This time the croupier seems to favor me more."

wrong.

Sweat dripped from Leo's forehead, and he forced himself to look at the expressionless dealer and Osamu Dazai with a weak smile.

wrong.

Zhongyuan Zhong should have been controlled by him long ago, and it is absolutely impossible to cooperate with Osamu Dazai——

"What is the head of the European mafia thinking? Do you think my center will be easily controlled by others? Is everything going too smoothly?"

Osamu Dazai What are you talking about?

Leo's eyes widened, and he looked at Osamu Dazai as if he saw an evil spirit. Suddenly, a shock flashed in his head, and the feeling of enlightenment was so terrifying that he instinctively raised his voice: "Are you here?" say what!"

"Don't you know what I'm talking about?" Osamu Dazai smiled and tilted his head, but whenever he was willing to smile, there was a sense of elegance like the moon. "The head of the European mafia...ah, no, it's my dear Miss Jenny."

Leo's face changed drastically, and the hands he was holding trembled uncontrollably, and he stood up with a "snap": "When did you find out? My layout is clear□□seamless——"

"□□Seamless?" Osamu Dazai couldn't help laughing out: "Miss Jenny's plan is indeed good, she turned into a demon after death and wanted to snatch away my top cadres, but I'm sorry, I died from you At that moment, a 'game' was prepared for you, so what you said was absolutely seamless...well, it is full of loopholes in my case."

Start layout after death?

Miss Jenny's complexion was pale, and her white skin was cracked due to excessive emotional fluctuations. The crowd burst into exclamations. When they were running away, they suddenly found that the ship was covered with huge monsters at some point. The patterns are brightly colored.

"There are ghosts!!!"

"Help me!!"

The spectators screamed and ran around, and the large colorful monsters chased the people on the boat, making a mess around them.But the people at this table remained motionless, not affected by external factors at all.

"Does Miss Jenny have many questions?" Osamu Dazai raised his eyelids: "I guessed after you died that the forces behind you would not let it go, so I deliberately let people watch the movement and found that you died but became a monster." , At the same time, the European mafia sent you supernatural beings to support you."

To have discovered his intentions so early on, Leo, no, a chill ran down Miss Jenny's spine, and the mafia leader who was talking and laughing at Yanyan in front of him made him shiver.

"In order for you to act earlier, I specially asked Zhongya to attack you. In fact, since Zhongya entered the nightclub, he has already been hit by your ability-illusion. Let Zhongya fall into the illusion created by you and mistakenly think that there are many people in your camp. People, but in fact there is only a little loli, a ghost, and you who approached Zhongye disguised as a man with a scar—in fact, the purpose of Miss Jenny is to get in touch with Chuya, and then use the power Zhongya is showing off his power in front of me, and by the way, he will get rid of my stumbling block."

all hit.

Miss Jenny clenched her fists tightly. Osamu Dazai's smiling eyes are full of affection that comes with peach blossom eyes. When the owner with peach blossom eyes looks at you with a smile, it will only make you feel like a spring breeze.

But Osamu Dazai abruptly gave him the opposite feeling.

How this man's gentle expression and soft tone made people feel terrible.

"I went to see Chuya specifically for this reason. The top cadre of my family is too worrying." When kissing Zhongya, I pushed my blood into Zhongya's mouth with the tip of my tongue, taking advantage of the invalidity of disqualification in the world Transformation made his abilities useless for quests.

Osamu Dazai didn't say the following words, but Miss Jenny understood.

The flesh on Miss Jenny's face was completely split open, revealing the brightly colored flesh inside, her body trembling uncontrollably: "You used your disqualification in the world."

"Yes." Dazai Osamu said with a smile, "Chuya has all, seen, seen, the ugly and ferocious appearance of you as a monster. The ugly face of a monster like you, because Chuya shouted that the capsule with my blood stains was not confused by the illusion you set up - and I saw all of them. In order to repay Miss Jenny's painstaking efforts, I specially let you feel a little I wonder if you are still satisfied with the joy of showing off your power?"

It's all about acting.

"...Shut up." Miss Jenny's disguised human skin was completely torn apart under the stimulation of Dazai Osamu. She stared closely at the expressionless Nakahara Chuya, and then saw a Dazai Osamu who was acting with ease. The feeling of humiliation made her scream on the verge of collapse: "Shut up! Shut up!"

"It's really pitiful. Why do you want to look at my top cadre? If it wasn't for Zhong, maybe I would give it to you."

Osamu Dazai shook his head regretfully, and turned over his hole cards with great interest. It was 10 of spades. Send him the A of squares as well.

The red lips were finally raised, and he raised his iris-colored eyes to look at Miss Jenny squarely, with a pun.

"you lose."