camp established

Dazai Osamu looked at Sato Keyo's expression of interest, and he was thinking about the way to leave, "Dazai-san, don't run away. If you escape, Dazai-san's angelic sleeping face will be on the hot search in the internal forum." Oh." As if knowing what Osamu Dazai was thinking, Sato Keyo said quietly.

Forget it, Osamu Dazai was entangled in exchanging his own resourcefulness for not taking medicine and jumping out of the window to escape.

"Key sauce, let me help you with the next event." Dazai Osamu's sweet voice sounded in the room. "Pfft, all right. Bian Que can give Dazai another pot of medicine."

Sato Key smiled at his summoner, and after a while a bowl of the same black medicine was placed in front of Osamu Dazai.Osamu Dazai had some doubts, whether Sato Key wanted to punish himself, but quickly denied it.The medicine with a hint of sweetness quickly entered Dazai Osamu's body, and quickly recovered Dazai Osamu's injuries at a speed that did not meet the curative effect of traditional Chinese medicine.

With a curious mind, Osamu Dazai took a sip of the previous bowl of medicine, and a sip of bitterness spread from the tip of his tongue to his stomach.It's not the warm feeling with healing power, Osamu Dazai has no doubt that it is poison.

"Pfft, Dazai-san. The previous bowl is medicine with coptis, and the latter bowl is medicine with licorice. If you are willing to accept the option of being tortured to death, you can come to me in the future." Sato key looked at Dazai and drank After finishing the traditional Chinese medicine supplemented with licorice, he took a sip of the traditional Chinese medicine supplemented with Coptis chinensis, looked at him as if he had ascended to heaven, and walked out the door with a smile.

"Is this your choice? Dazai-san." Sato Key, whose back was facing the door, thought of Dazai Osamu's hint, a mocking smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

After Sato Keyi left in the restaurant, Osamu Dazai picked up the bowl of medicine with Coptis chinensis and drank it expressionlessly. "Tsk, it's really bad." After finishing speaking, he jumped out of the window next to him.

At this time, it was the first day of the Dragon Head War. At the end of the clear sky in Yokohama, a dark cloud was approaching, and the calm before the storm was not much.

On the streets of Yokohama, many shops seemed to have stopped opening in anticipation of the danger.The people on the street are also getting rarer. The residents of this city where the mafia is rampant have a natural radar. The rumor of 5000 billion may not be a rumor, and it is becoming clearer.Weak and weak organizations began to merge continuously.The sound of gunshots and shouts of killing overlapped, and they began to appear on the bright side.The rule of the jungle is vividly reflected in this city.Not strong enough to annihilate it.

In the midst of selfish desires, heaven does what it wants.

Marx said: "If capital has a profit of 50.00%, it will take risks; if it has a profit of 5000%, it will dare to trample on all laws in the world; if it has a profit of [-]%, it will dare to commit any crime, even at the risk of being hanged." [-] billion is far more than [-]%.This war is inevitable.

Groups of men in black led the organization's ammunition out of the port mafia arsenal, risking their lives for the benefit of the organization.Most of them will not come back from this war, but they cannot retreat, because once they retreat, they will fail. Once they fail, not only will their families not receive the pension from the organization, they will even be silenced.So they don't back down.