How I was forced to be the villain

The enemy came prepared, with a large number of people and well-equipped equipment. Naturally, they are not opponents.

Jing Yeyan stood in the rear, watching his own people retreat steadily.Because this kind of behavior is so stupid, so stupid that it shouldn't be a mistake that can be seen in the mafia, so that Kyono Yan even thinks they are a bit cute.

Normally, if his department made mistakes of this level, Kyono Yan would directly send them to roam the universe—throw them out from the sailing starship, and if he restrained himself, he would personally destroy them.

He doesn't have any complaints about these people. What's wrong is that they are still trash in his hands. People always have to learn some lessons before they can learn to grow.

If they were under Osamu Dazai, they would not be sent to die, but would only make them regret living in this world.

However, if the difference is so great that Jingyeyan can only classify them into the ranks of ordinary people and the position of protected persons, the situation will be very different.You can't have an ordinary person leveling the battlefield with a gun. This is illogical.

If he gets angry because of this and punishes him, it is just venting his anger and being incapable of fury.

Jing Yeyan figured out the strength of these ambush people, thought for a while, and felt that he could handle it with his current strength, so he walked around the people in front of him in a leisurely manner.

Itakura was shot several times, and the temperature began to drop as the blood was lost.

The other party wanted to kill all of them, and it was just a matter of moving their fingers.

After realizing this, his expression was dignified, and he immediately thought of the beauty behind him. Master Tsushima is not far from here, and he will rush over to help soon. If something goes wrong with the beauty behind him , I also know that his end will not be very good, but if he protects the beauty, he is lucky enough to leave a sigh of relief, this is his chance.

Wealth and wealth are sought in insurance, and venture capital is almost what it means.

Itakura gritted his teeth, wanting to confirm the beauty's safety first, he tilted his head, and found that the beauty had walked to him at some point.

He was really taken aback, and said:

"Sir...dangerous."

Jing Yeyan nodded to him, with a slight smile in his eyes, he has a temperament that is completely different from the current tense atmosphere, distant and quiet, mixed in the crowd, it is difficult to be ignored.

Then the enemy also saw him.

The enemy's little leader looked Kyono Yan up and down, and then smiled, "I heard that Shuji Tsushima likes you very much? Just right, if you are willing to go with us, I will consider letting them go."

Those who were still lingering were startled, knowing in their hearts that once the beauty walked towards the enemy and the guards were not proper, they would all die, but they still had uncontrollable expectations.

If he doesn't go, they will die immediately, otherwise, maybe they can still struggle.

They looked at Kyono Yan with straightforward or secret eyes.

A thin and sharp scalpel slipped out of his cuff, Kyono Yan smiled slowly, his eyes were cold.

"What makes you think I care about them?"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone realized something was wrong.

What should a pet be like?

Weak, obedient, lovable... In any case, he shouldn't have such an amazing aura.

He stood there straight, and he didn't need to move an inch to make people feel retreat.

The little leader stabilized his mind, thought carefully, and felt that he might just have been with Shuji Tsushima for a long time, and he had learned a little bit, he could put on a show, and was really scared off by him so that people would see the joke.

Then he came back to his senses, the little leader calmed down slowly, and said maliciously: "Then kill them all, and then kidnap you!"

The itching in the throat was unbearable, Jing Yeyan covered his mouth and coughed again and again, this kind of appearance that he left without taking a breath, did the little leader feel more at ease, and secretly cursed himself that he was really bluffed by him.

Jing Yeyan put down his hand, flicked his wrist, and the silver blade danced and spun around his fingertips. The scene in front of him was so familiar and poignant, including this frail body.

Anyway, when he was Ji Guoyanyi, his health was worse than this. It was predicted that he would not survive tomorrow.

"I like confident people," Kyono said calmly, "but I didn't allow you to stand and talk to me."

He stopped talking, his face was calm, and his eyes became sharper.

A silver thread was fleeting in the wind, I don't know how he moved, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared behind the little leader, holding the scalpel that reflected a ray of light in his hand.

The little leader suddenly opened his mouth, but he only felt that the air was getting thinner and thinner. He covered his neck in confusion, but he couldn't cover the blood gushing out of the big hole.

Just now, the scalpel flew straight into his throat, and was pulled out before he could react.

Knowing what happened at noon, the little leader's eyes widened, and a "ho ho" sound came out of his throat.

With a thud, he fell to the ground.

Now he finally could only prostrate on the ground, and could no longer look directly at that person.

Beads of blood rolled down from the smooth blade and hit the ground, forming a small puddle of water.

Kyono Yan's expression was still calm, but that pale face gradually became everyone's nightmare.

"Welcome to—the world of the Mafia," he said softly.

The occasional light cough makes people tremble reflexively.

No one spoke, not even screaming, only the dripping of water and rose petals scattered in the wind.

Mr. Tsushima rushed over quickly, and he stopped suddenly at a distance from here. The strong smell of blood seemed to be condensed into substance. He turned cold and made a gesture to signal everyone to wait on the spot. He went alone.

As soon as he opened the door, the blood rushing towards his face made him frown.

He picked up the fairly clean ground and walked to the only person standing. Seeing that he was holding a knife in his hand with a dazed expression on his face, he held his clenched hand until he relaxed slowly. embraced him.

"It's okay, Ah Yan, I'm here."

Kyono Yan's appearance is too much like being stuck in memories and unable to extricate himself.

In this bright murder scene, he is more like a murderer than those huddled together in horror, who seem to be stunned, but because he looks too thin and fragile, he doesn't have the slightest appearance that a villain should have. It always makes people think there is something inside.

Jing Yeyan stood there for a while, only thinking of one thing.

There is no handwriting anymore, he seems to be too heavy handed.

It's not that he's afraid of the convention. Anyway, he has the final say on how the convention will be decided now, but he feels that without the cover of handwriting, he is indeed a dangerous weapon for this world.

His unrestricted freedom to take the lives of others, even if the target is still an enemy now, may not be other things in the future.His perception blurred the weight of life.And in this world, no one can restrain him, just like the unicorn is to the king, and the artifact is to the gods, it becomes his beacon, his anchor, so that he will not really embark on an irreversible path.

In essence, Kyono Yan is the kind of person who does not hesitate to use any means to achieve his goals, but he will never do unnecessary things during this process.In other words, if it is not necessary to achieve a certain result, he will not hurt people for no reason.

But if one day, he can't realize that he is "hurting people", by then, he will become a real weapon.

Jing Yeyan patted Mr. Tsushima's back comfortingly, and simply said two words: "I'm tired."

"Let's go back."

Jing Yeyan raised his eyes, looked at the "self" who were huddled together, his eyes slowly swept across the faces of each of them, and then smiled at them.

It's like saying - I remember you.

For the rest of my life, the panic at this moment will haunt me for countless days and nights, and everything today will become a taboo that cannot be mentioned.

"Well, go back."

......

It wasn't until Jingyeyan disappeared that the rest of the people felt the subtle murderous aura that had been lingering around them dissipate.

"Pet, heh." Someone laughed mockingly.

Thinking of these two words now is full of irony.

Whose pet is so cruel!

"That man... I'm afraid he is the most unprovoked person in Yokohama. How can such a person be willing to wrong himself to be someone else's subordinate?"

Itakura room heard someone saying sadly beside him.

"He wants to seize the leader's position?" Otherwise, I really can't think of anything else in their organization that is worth his disguise.

And this is a very proud person, since he didn't get rid of all of them who saw all this, he has the confidence to ensure that they won't reveal a single bit of information even if he doesn't do anything to them.

"So, Tsushima-sama may have other reasons for keeping this one by his side."

What else could be the reason, isn't it just seeking power and usurping the throne.

Everyone knew it well, but they didn't point it out. They looked at each other and understood that the other party thought the same as themselves.

Each of them made up a conspiracy drama in their brains, and no one would think about the old nest where they planned to jointly take over the organization.

Just kidding, can this still be a good guy?

Itakura room thought more deeply. He felt that Master Tsushima himself was put into the organization by this master. As for why he would rather pretend to be a special service personnel to sneak in, and directly become a cadre himself... there must be a deep meaning.

He stood up with his weak body, "Based on our current position, you all know how to choose."

"..."

They had no choice but to follow this lord all the way to the dark, or die.

......

In fact, Mr. Jing Yeyan was deliberately protected by Mr. Tsushima. Given his position at the forefront of the organization, many people said nasty things.

Of course he himself knew that when he was in the Port Mafia before, he didn't listen to the mistresses of high-level organizations, and he had a kind of calmness about such things that ordinary people could not understand.

Of course, also because of this "enlightenment", if it wasn't for the constant busyness and the lack of affection among friends around him, otherwise, if everything goes well, he will probably become the next big person he talks about, the big and small wives. Three things or something.

However, the attitude of the people around him has been overly respectful towards him recently, all of them have a stern face, and all of them write "no worldly desires", and they are well-behaved, and they are more mafia than before.

"Huh? Ah Yan, don't you know? What about the first, second, and third cadres that are often talked about at the port?"

Mr. Tsushima suddenly mentioned.

A trace of confusion flashed in Jingyeyan's eyes, "What?"

Mr. Tsushima narrowed his eyes and smiled harmlessly, "Then let me tell Ah Yan, which is popular all over the world! A masterpiece of ethics, love, and workplace morality——"Mafia's Original Wish", about the port The love-hate relationship between one, two, and three mafia cadres."

Kyonoyan's eyelids twitched, feeling an ominous premonition.