How I was forced to be the villain

In fact, all the ominous premonitions of Kyono Yan came true one by one.

This is a masterpiece that combines black x dog blood substitutes, rape, plunder, sadomasochism and love.

Shocking the 100-year history of Kyonoyan! !

In his concept, at most, he understands the level of "The Cage", but although "The Cage" has some exciting content and some places are more straightforward, it is actually very beautiful in terms of writing, and the emotion is also very delicate. It's even thought-provoking after watching it.

It is completely different from "Mafia's Original Wish", which has no connotation, and every plot is refreshing and offline! !

"Officer San Yin said to the first official: You are an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf! If you want to see the second official, yes, I will not do things for nothing. What will you give in exchange?"

"A trace of despair flashed across the cadre's unwavering eyes, begging: Don't hurt him, what's coming at me..."

Mr. Tsushima spoke with great emotion.

Jingye words:! ! !

His expression was distorted for a moment, one, two, three of the port officials——no matter how you look at it, the sense of sight is too strong!

The third cadre who looks heavy on love and righteousness on the outside but is actually vicious and vicious in his heart, the second cadre who looks cruel and cruel but lacks love, the second cadre who seems indifferent but desperate for love (dedicates himself bravely) cadre one, all have familiar shadows and completely unfamiliar places.

The main reason is that there are only two port cadres in total, bastard!

"This, this is too much magic reform..." Jing Yeyan said tremblingly.

Mr. Tsushima smiled frankly, "Art comes from life, but it is higher than life. Does Ah Yan look down on popular literature?" Very contemptuous of these.

And what he said seems to admit something, but it is not enough to identify it if he insists on it. Maybe it is just a simple talk about literature.

"No," Kyono Yan said with a difficult face, "even if it's popular literature..."

Mr. Tsushima knew what he was thinking just by looking at it.

"The creation of literature should be free and should not be bound by any framework. The common sense that the world thinks is not always correct, and many times it is incomprehensible." Mr. Tsushima looked at the other party without evasion, serious said.

It's not so much that people can't understand, it's better that he can't understand.

Kyonoyan hesitated for a moment, then smiled in agreement.

Although the literature is free, it doesn't affect him to find an opportunity to teach those boys a little bit, and return the port cadres one, two, three, just report his name and forget it!

......

Jing Yeyan squatted in the corner with a gloomy face, planning how to teach those people in the port, and at the same time modeling the building. The eyes of the passing crowd were cast on him, but he didn't notice it, or it was just because he Immersed in my own world with all my concentration, I don't care about the eyes of the outside world at all.

Itakura Shi and the others who were following him couldn't see through his thoughts, they regarded these people as something in their pockets - the person behind them couldn't produce any extra emotions except sympathy, so they couldn't look at him. He moved a step squinting, blocking the boss who looked at him with malicious intentions.

This is the headquarters of the organization, which is different from the openness of the two giants in Yokohama. This unnamed organization is full of shame, and only high-level personnel with permission can enter the headquarters. Close your eyes, plug your ears, and be brought here by someone the chief can trust.

No one knows how to get here, there are no windows around, even the door does not know where it is, the guards are heavy, and there are various traps everywhere. People from outside are not familiar with it, and they will die without a place to bury them.This is a well-organized fortress, a powerful weapon in itself.

Mr. Tsushima's ability is enough to be promoted to a confidant in a short period of time, and the pendant of Jingyeyan is naturally a chicken dog.

But this leader will definitely regret letting Jingyeyan in in the future. It doesn’t matter if he can’t see or hear. He has a three-dimensional map of the entire city in his mind. Entering this building, his actions and vision are no longer restricted, so the whole building has no secrets for him.

He focused on analyzing the structure here, but he didn't know that many people here were particularly interested in him.

In the flower street of the Edo period, there were swordsmen who had fallen into poverty and would sell themselves there. This kind was always more popular and more famous than ordinary wandering girls.

After all, before the shogunate completely fell, samurai swordsmen were also very respected, and they used to belong to the upper class of society.

The upstarts love these swordsmen, so the people below follow suit. Even such a big man likes them. Everyone is curious and longing for what kind of stunning looks they are.

The essence is Mu Qiang.

The people in the organization are curious about Kyono Yan because of Mr. Tsushima’s love and blessing, which can convince such a powerful person. No matter how you think about it, there is something special about it, and this special point they will subconsciously tend to look good .

They thought that Jing Yeyan was a peerless beauty, a witch who harmed the country.

When I saw it, I realized that it was not like that. He was also beautiful, but it was not appropriate to say that he was beautiful. It should be said that he was a very handsome man, a man who could never be controlled. There was nothing in his eyebrows and eyes that made people feel Can control his weakness, only feel deep and indifferent.He was still a fanatic, but it became a fanatic of wanting to submit to him and join him.

It is human nature to adore the strong, and so is the desire to be ruled by the strong.

They will worship him crazily, shout his name, push him to the throne, and then gladly prostrate at his feet.

Itakura room wanted to shield the new boss from malice, he knew how disgusting those people would look at him before they knew the strength of the boss.

But after standing for a while, he always felt that the eyes of some people looking at him were too enthusiastic. He pondered for a while, although the boss was tall and pretty, he couldn't be so excited, right?

Before he could figure it out, there was a commotion in the distance, and the crowd slowly moved out of the way.

Jing Yeyan silently planned the invasion route in his mind, starting from a corner of the model one by one, and suddenly, a pair of leather shoes stopped in front of his eyes.

"It's you?" came a joking voice.

Jing Yeyan raised his head, and a strange man was standing in front of him, but his attention was immediately attracted by another person beside this man.

Seeing the trembling pupils, tense body, and pale face of Gong An, Jing Yeyan smiled gently at him.

This smile did not contain any meaning, so Toru Amuro couldn't tell what his attitude was.

Toru Amuro originally wanted to find out whether this new organization with a particularly déjà vu style was revived, and what happened to the original collaborators. The relevant departments of this country have a copy on the table.

The words of Jingye who advocated the plan were no longer credible, and the original incident would naturally be revealed. Just in case, he re-investigated, and sure enough, the organization's affairs did not end here.

One day, he saw Qin Jiu, and he was sure that the other party saw him too, but Qin Jiu only left a mocking smile and left.

The man was dead, he told himself.

Because if it weren't for that, wouldn't it be too disappointing?

There is obviously a problem with this organization, but the information he wants to investigate has not been found. The problem with this organization seems to be different from what he thought. Just when he was about to give up, at the headquarters of this organization, he saw a man who was supposed to die. At that moment, he seemed to be in the depths of the ice, frozen and unable to make a sound.

There were still noisy voices beside his ears, but those seemed to be far away from him. They didn't know what kind of monster was staying here at the moment.

Maybe just by moving a finger, this person can turn this place - including all the people - into ashes.

And the big shot around Toru Amuro was still trying to tease the other party's nerves.

The big man looked Jingyeyan up and down with a look of goods, and then stretched out his hand to Jingyeyan, with pity in his eyes: "Why are you staying here, come with me."

He is gentle and has a friendly attitude.

Jing Yeyan quickly discerned that this person should have a high status, a cadre...or the person behind this organization.

Squinting his eyes, he took a look at this person, he searched his memory, and indeed he had never seen him before. If he didn't even have the slightest impression, Jing Yeyan didn't think the man in front of him had the ability to support this kind of organization in the name of GSS.

Either this man is simply a high-level executive of this organization, or he did this under the banner of GSS without permission.

There is not much difference between the two situations. The only difference may be that if it is a GSS person, he will pay for what he has done.

He stood up with interest, as if he had expected to look at the person walking by.

He didn't see it. The man who was mild-mannered just now froze, and his eyes became gloomy.

"Leader, please go over." The person who came first said to Jingye very respectfully.

Without looking at the man who came up to talk to him on his own, Kyono Yan followed to the previously forbidden area.

The leaders of the organization inherited the characteristics of all organizations that cannot see the light. The darkness is like a vampire's lair. Perhaps the darkness can give them a sense of security.

Kyono Yan stood beside Mr. Tsushima very consciously, without any intention of saluting.

But the leader of this organization didn't care, and was very tolerant of him, or maybe he felt that he didn't deserve him to care. The leader's attention was attracted by the man who walked in later.

The leader excitedly stood up from the wheelchair, and fell back halfway, but it didn't affect his continued expression of excitement that had nowhere to rest.

"Mr. Brave!"

Mr. Yongren, who invited Kyanoyan before, walked in with a warm smile. He didn't look at Kyanoyan again, but naturally sat on the only seat in this room and said, "How is everything going?"

"The new goods will start soon, don't worry, just look at me..."

Mr. Yongren's smile deepened, and he threw a small bottle to the leader. The leader took it nervously, and then eagerly drank it.

Kyonoyan moved his nose and smelled a bit of blood.

After the leader finished drinking, his eyes became blurred, with a strange smile on his face, as if immersed in a sweet dream, he couldn't hold the bottle, and rolled to the ground with a clang.

It's like taking medicine, but Kyonoyan confirmed that it's just ordinary blood.

That bottle was the one seen in the basement of the bar that was kept as a sacred object.

Mr. Yongren turned his attention to Kyono Yan.