Special A-level danger warning

The interior was in a mess, with smashed tables and chairs and broken tableware and vases everywhere, and the road leading to the central hall was slightly dark.

Hearing the sound of someone breaking in, the person lying on the ground half leaning on the sofa moved slightly, and turned his face weakly, revealing an overly delicate and delicate face, which seemed to be full of tears.

The hem of a pure white soft long skirt was a little damaged, and the feather shawl draped over her shoulders slanted down, her slightly disheveled and beautiful hair half-hid her face, and the corners of her glazed lips were slightly pursed, The fragile and soft temperament is like a white lotus flower in full bloom, sending it faintly like autumn waves.

However, when the beauty drooped her head and shed tears, her eyes widened in amazement as if facing an unexpected scene, and the delicate red marks at the end of her eyes did not appear by mistake.

Oh hoo, what did he see?

A shrunken version, juvenile, so cute that you can't describe it in words!

Which kind-hearted person did this? !

Osamu Dazai was so shocked that he shook his head, his kite-colored eyes blinked past Odasaku and stared at Feng Xinzhi, and there was no one else in his eyes.

This overly grassy picture once impacted Feng Xinzhi's vision, and he couldn't help but look away, and hurried to see Odasaku's reaction.

Come on, it's not good to scare Odasaku.

Pushing open the door, Oda Tsukuru, who also didn't expect such a scene inside the house, felt a little cramped for no reason, and he felt that he seemed a little redundant.

The vicious kidnapper looks like a small orange-haired girl. The two trapped hostages really need help, but his style of painting is a bit out of tune with them.

Just, save people first.

Odasaku, who was confused and persuaded himself, was still slightly dazed under his sharp eyes. He frowned and looked at the two weak hostages, and decided to proceed with caution.

Because even if the kidnapper looks petite and cute on the surface, he can't change his muscles that tense up unconsciously and his intuition of frequently sounding alarms.

very dangerous.

Odasaku plans to talk about therapy.

Nakahara Nakahara, who had just raised his hand to hold Osamu Dazai's head so that he wouldn't have a good time, rushed over to hug him, also silently pressed the fluffy dog's head under his palm, and was in a good mood for a while.

The feeling that Osamu Dazai suffers from human design problems and can't resist, hey, that's really good.

Zhongyuan Zhongye glanced out, and naturally saw the rescuer and Feng Xinzhi.

Although it was a little embarrassing to be seen in women's clothing, but with Dazai Zhudama in front, he felt that he was still very inconspicuous.

At least the feeling of embarrassment and entanglement disappeared without a trace after Dazai's coquettish operation just now.

It doesn't matter if you lose face, as long as there is someone more shameful than him.

However, the young Feng Xinzhi is surprising, but who is the other guy with an uncle face?

Can Dazai be able to fool people without hesitating to dress up as a woman?

After carefully looking at Odasaku, Nakahara narrowed his eyes unconsciously, feeling that the matter was not simple.

But what was even more unexpected was that the other party's next two or three simple sentences almost broke his defense.

"Please let go of Miss Haruko and the other lady."

Oda Sakunosuke had a serious face, and his hand holding the gun was slightly tense, as if he would shoot if the orange-haired girl opposite him made a dangerous move.

His words were honest and sincere, trying to persuade.

"A young child cannot lose his mother, and the pain of being separated from his own flesh and blood is unbearable to Ms. Zhizi. Please forgive me."

Just now, Miss Zhizi looked at Zhizhi's gaze, which was obviously full of love and concern, and the tears that seemed to have not yet shed showed the brilliance of motherhood.

Therefore, Miss Zhizi must be full of pain in her heart. The involuntary raising of her head was not a surprise because someone came to rescue her, but an urgent desire for her child to leave the danger zone.

This made him can't help but sigh the greatness of maternal love.

Feng Xinzhi, who was implicated innocently: ...

Feng Xinzhi just barely put the indescribable scene behind him, turned his head and heard Oda Zuo's words, and suddenly felt a little numb.

This feels like a public execution.

Nakahara Chuya with a confused face on the opposite side: ... What the hell is this?

The title Miss Zhizi is fine, after all, Osamu Dazai is dressed as a woman, so I can understand.

But, where did you see this bloody mother-child relationship?

It can't be that Feng Xinzhi has become smaller, and seeing that he looks similar to Dazai, can't he be given this name by force?

Zhongyuan Zhong also has question marks all over his head, unable to solve it.

The demon, who was wearing a maid outfit but didn't feel disobedient, also twitched his eyelashes quietly, pretending to be knocked out, but actually pricked up his ears early in the morning.

Facing such explosive news, he silently lowered his sense of existence and listened carefully without saying a word.

On the contrary, Osamu Dazai himself, dressed as Ms. Zhizi, broke free from Nakahara Nakaya's grip on his head, his eyes were bright and amazing, and he looked at Feng Xinzhi excitedly and shyly, as if he was expecting something.

Zhijun, call me mother~ call me mother!

Feng Xinzhi, who saw his thoughts, was silent for a while, and looked away without any trace.

Give up, it is absolutely impossible for him to call her mother.

It is impossible to call me father or mother.

This is the untouchable bottom line of integrity!

This suffocating atmosphere didn't last long, and Oda Saku, who had just uttered shocking words, regained his patience and tried to reason with the kidnappers.

"I think you are still young, at this age..."

However, this conversation was interrupted by Zhongyuan Zhongya a while before the therapy started.

The grumpy cadre stared at him with cobalt blue eyes, and he had to speak in an unaccustomed false voice with an expression of displeasure about being stepped on.

"Don't reason with me, there is no good thing in the world to release people just by talking."

With a flick of his fingertips, he pointed at Feng Xinzhi beside Oda Saku, seemingly unintentionally.

"Hostages, one for one."

"Don't you want them... mother, mother and son to be reunited, wouldn't it be enough to replace this maid with that little guy?"

Maid Fyodor: ...

The script of the kidnappers taking hostages really made him "wisdom off". Could the next scene be the sacrifice of the cannon fodder maid, the warrior hero saves the beauty, and Princess Bailian is so moved that she takes her son to marry the warrior?

He knew that Osamu Dazai probably fooled this man named Sakunosuke Oda by pretending to be a woman, but he never expected Osamu Dazai to do this.

To actually accept Feng Xinzhi's new script with such peace of mind?Also particularly integrated into the role?

outrageous.

Unsurprisingly, Oda Saku shook his head and rejected Chuya Nakahara's proposal, his tone was clearly sincere, but he insisted on preaching.

"It's impossible to give it to you, please don't make fun of the child's safety anyway"

"Actually, I think you should be the kind-hearted kind person who helps the old lady cross the road, but I don't know why..."

Central Plains Port Mafia's only conscience Chuya: ...

"To shut up."

"Your nature is not bad..."

"shut up."

"I think I'd like to advise you a few words..."

"...If you say one more word, I will tear up the ticket."

Oda Sakunosuke, who had the supernatural ability "Seamless Clothes", didn't foresee the murder scene at all, was silent for a while, swallowed the "oh" on his lips, and nodded honestly.

Seeing that the natural black guy shut up, Nakahara Nakahara calmed down a bit, curled his lips at the obstructive black dress on his body, and turned to see the small skirts Dazai and Majin were wearing, and his mood became much clearer by comparison .

"Old rules, if you pay enough ransom, you will be released."

He pointed to Dazai Osamu, recalled the amount of reward offered for this guy's head on the black market, and got two or three discounts.

"This guy, one hundred million."

"Another one, just half."

After a pause, Zhongyuan Zhong also showed the aura of orthodox Mafia extortion, and the pupils with icy luster showed extreme danger, and added word by word.

"Dollars."

Although he disguised his identity, he was the leader of the port Mafia after all, so he couldn't sell it too cheaply.

As a poor family who has adopted many children, Odasaku silently turned his attention to Feng Xinzhi, with a dull look in his doubts, as if he was asking why Miss Zhizi's worth is so high?

Oh, he didn't expect Mr. Zhongyuan to charge such a high price.

Feng Xinzhi silently took out a black card and handed it to Odasaku, indicating that he had brought enough ransom.

Holding the black card with bronzing patterns, Odasaku looked at him a little confused, only to see Fengxin looking back at him calmly, with a normal look.

All right, he made the fuss.

Odasaku stabilized his mind and was about to pay the ransom but he didn't want any accidents to happen.

Huge boulders fell down like a hailstorm, smashing the facade and the front hall at once, stirring up smoke and dust several feet high, and the impact force was even more direct.

Nakahara Nakahara, who was still exhausted after opening "Dirty", cursed inwardly. Just as he was about to act forcefully and use his supernatural power, Osamu Dazai grabbed him, and the dark red supernatural light that had just lit up disappeared instantly.

Central Plains Chuya:? ? ?

Mackerel, let me go, don't you see that I'm saving you?

Osamu Dazai, who grabbed Nakahara Chuya with one hand and held Fyodor with the other to prevent him from escaping, blinked his eyes, indicating that he would not let go.

If Zhong also exposed his supernatural powers, what effect would his disguise have?

The two people at the door also reacted, and the moment their eyes met, they understood their intentions tacitly.

Feng Xinzhi turned around to intercept the rock rain, and the blade of the demon knife that appeared in his hand was extremely sharp, and the light of the slashing knife, which was so fast that the movement of drawing the knife could not be seen, cut the oncoming huge rock to pieces.

Not only the flying rocks in the sky, but the whole land was shaking, as if something was about to break out of the ground.

He turned his wrist and inserted the tip of the knife into the ground, curbing the continuous cracking of the earth, and poured a strong mantra into the ground along the blade, forcing the change inside.

Ivan Goncharov has arrived, and Nikolai Gogol will not be too far away.

There was a cold red light in the eyes of Feng Xinzhi, who was holding the handle of the demon knife. The length of the blade was almost the same as his height at this time, but there was no sense of incongruity.

Sharp and dangerous.

indoor.

Oda Saku, who immediately rushed into the house to rescue the hostages, suddenly paused, feeling incomprehensible to the scene where the inside was incompatible with the dangerous situation outside.

The atmosphere was unexpectedly tense.

Looking at the three women who did not see each other, Odasaku felt the great pressure of being the only man present.

Who can tell him why things became like this in just a few seconds.

The orange-haired robber lady used force to suppress the pale and weak maid lady, looking extremely ferocious.

It was nothing at all, but why did Miss Zhizi hold the hands of Miss Robber and Miss Maid, showing a look of "Stop, stop fighting for me"?

Did he miss some important plot?