Lord Shenming ran away with "dirty"

Dazai selected a few good players from the list, and with the cooperation of others, he commanded the team to continue to retaliate against various small organizations that refused to attach themselves.

Sitting in the car, Dazai happily played games to accomplish his great cause of laziness.

The clean-up activity is coming to an end, Dazai is playing the game console, without looking up, he ordered: "Keep some people, this is the first round."

"By the way, open Leibo Street, remember, you are not allowed to step into Leibo Street, and you are not allowed to be discovered by anyone."

The subordinate replied respectfully through the headset: "Yes, Mr. Dazai."

The subordinates dare not neglect at all, after all, this is the only witness of the former leader's will.

The first thing to do is to be with Sakakibara-sama, now the boy is getting stronger and stronger.

Dazai came to help Sakakihara-kun according to the method discussed with the leader. As for what kind of revenge Sakakihara-kun would have, he believed that the leader would be able to withstand it.

Compared with Sakakibara's changed face, those boring documents are not worth mentioning, well, it's still a bit so-called.

He thought about the work he had experienced some time ago, and he thought the world was boring enough, but he didn't expect the work in those few days to be even more boring, and he didn't know where Sakakibara got it.

Turning off the headset, the game in Dazai's hands just ended, he stretched himself, thinking to himself: Sakakihara-kun, this is the consequence of escaping.

Don't personally participate in the plan, but accidents will happen at any time.

I'm such a good person, I care about this to this point.

When Dazai thought of Sakakibara's face when he learned of the accident, his mood became better, and he hummed an out-of-key song:

"You can't die alone~"

"Two people can die in love~"

"Martyrdom for love..."

Round after round of cleanups were going on in the city of Yokohama. For a while, most of the organizations in Yokohama fell into a situation of watching the battle, and most of the small organizations obediently attached to the port of Mafia.

The remaining organizations that did not give up had no way to seek help from other organizations, and found out that there was a temporary way of life on Leibo Street. They knew that this might be a trap, and they moved in one after another because they had no choice.

Ordinary people still live in a beautiful daily life, except for occasionally meeting some burly men queuing up and the like.

Thanks to Sakakibara's regulations, this event basically didn't have any impact on youkai, at most it just reduced the number of places to work.

A large number of small organizations flooded into Leibo Street all of a sudden. These organizations are not vegetarians. It's okay to be bullied by Mafia at the port. Now that the opponents are so well-matched, it is impossible to shrink back.

There are very few intact houses in this place, and a few were knocked down by Zhong Ye some time ago, and the rest are even more precious.

They have always attached great importance to things that represent the face and strength of the organization, not to mention how could they, who are used to sleeping in luxurious villas and high-rise buildings, get used to the ruins here.

The entire Leibo Street became even more chaotic, with endless fights every day.

The living space of the people who had been living in Leibo Street was squeezed to death.

Violence, chaos, and despair, Leibo Street performed such abnormal dramas as usual every day.

The ruins are no longer the umbrellas for the low-level people, but have become their burial grounds.

The number of dead bodies dragged out of the house is endless, and death seems to have become the norm.

At the beginning of the chaos, Zhong also felt that this was his territory and helped to take care of the order, but there were too many organizations.

He couldn't control it at all, he was still standing on the sidelines at the beginning, but as a result, there were endless tricks under the organization, and what's more, in order to distract Zhongya, he asked members to run in front of him to act.

Those organizations are very smart, and no one dares to cross the line before they investigate clearly.

After a period of time, Zhong also found that they didn't bother the "sheep", so he let it go.

Shirase was very dissatisfied with this, and he felt that Chuya should step forward and beat them all down, so as to ensure the status of "sheep".

It's just that the current him doesn't dare to arouse any unpleasant emotions.

With so many organizations, he dared not imagine what would happen without Zhongye's "sheep".

Will the small organization that was driven over keep its own place?

The answer, of course, is no.

They haven't solved the status issue yet, but they won't forget whose territory this is.

Those grown-ups of the Mafia wouldn't be happy with a bunch of kids on top of them.

Although Kid King is a powerful superhuman.

Don't look at them fighting openly and secretly, privately they are ahead of the game and plan to deal with this group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

At most, the leader's horns are much sharper.

They secretly recruited people, not to mention that there are quite a lot of people who are dissatisfied with "sheep" in Leibo Street, whether it is robbery or stealing, the rest of the group except Zhongye are not vegetarians.

Combined with others, each organization, more or less, donated some funds to pay the salaries of the incoming mercenaries.

"It's so cold, so cold..."

Not far from Leibo Street, there is a beautiful villa.

The owner of the villa wears a thick overcoat all day, ears are covered in ear muffs, and leather boots are worn on his feet.

In winter, this kind of attire looks extremely warm, but this person still wears this attire in summer.

He kept chanting: "It's so cold, it's so cold..."

He couldn't do without the fireplace, and wished he could grow by the fireplace. The villa was empty and the silence was terrifying.

The man didn't seem to feel it. He picked up a book and casually threw it into the fireplace. The flame burned even more vigorously, but he didn't seem to feel it. He rubbed his hands together, as if he was in a world of ice and snow.

He looked through the window, there was no lighting, the only light was the fireplace, from here he could see Leibo Street from a distance, and he knew there were a lot of people there.

He wasn't very happy about it, because it was just his secret.

And that secret can only belong to him, he made a decision to leave the chair that seemed to last forever.

started his action.

A few weeks passed quickly, and Leibo Street was unexpectedly very calm, so peaceful that it was unusual.

Everyone who knows the news is waiting, waiting for when this storm will break out.

"Looking at this, we still have to wait until the beginning of the good show." Dazai sighed while drinking the wine.

In the Mafia office at the port, Mori Ogai looked at the text message from Momiji on his mobile phone and felt a headache.

"Wait until the storm blows up before returning, really..."

Just when everyone was suppressed and waiting for the opening, the menacing purple flames caught them off guard——

"boom--"

The first big fire appeared on Leibo Street, marking the beginning of this prologue.

One after another, traces of purple flames appeared all over Yokohama.

When all the forces were still confused, the fourth flame appeared, and it came so quietly that even other forces were not aware of its appearance.

The purple flames ignited blazingly, accompanied by the person who must never appear, that person seemed to have returned from hell, with a death scythe, a stiff face and eyes that were dying.

Seeing the familiar face appearing in the vault, Mori Ogai will never forget it, after all, it was the face he personally sent to hell.

impossible!

The first thought that popped into Mori Ogai's mind was that he believed in his own methods and his own judgment.

He quickly calmed down and thought about countermeasures. No matter what, the former leader must not appear in front of his supporters, otherwise the voice he had suppressed so hard would revive again.

Port Mafia will return to the former scattered organization again, which he absolutely does not allow.

Using all his strength, he ordered the vault and the video to be blocked, and everyone who watched the video had to shut up.

After finishing all this, he sat behind the desk, the smile on his pale face faded, his dark red eyes were dim, finally after a long time, he picked up the phone and called Dazai.

Mori Ogai let Dazai accept this mission with an attitude that could not be refused, and in fact Dazai had no reason to refuse.

No matter how unhappy he is, he can't shirk it.

Because once the former leader is resurrected, he, as the witness of the will, must bear the brunt.

The two are grasshoppers on the same rope, which was doomed from the beginning.

As for the plan, if there is an accident in the plan, it is natural to explain it clearly to the planner, right?

I happily made an emergency call. It is difficult to be an uncle now. Of course, I need the help of a little ghost with a lot of secrets. Maybe there will be surprises.

And if you let the child know, you don't need to urge him, he must be careful.

Thinking of this, Ogai Mori felt better. When the plan is completed, a powerful supernatural person will be added to Port Mafia.

And look at the child's softness and not his strength, as long as he operates properly, the other party will be tied to the ship Mafia in the port.

"Dudu..."

No one answered the phone for a long time, so Mori Ogai had no choice but to keep calling.

It wasn't until the afternoon that the long-awaited call was finally connected.

"Hi, hello, this is Sakakibara."

"Kurosawa, it's uncle, it's been a long time since I've contacted you."

Sakakibara held a phantom, held the phone between his shoulders, and tied the rope with both hands.

When he heard it was Mori Ogai, he was so polite: "Uncle, this is not like you, if you have anything to say, just say it, I have something to do."

In order to fulfill the conditions of agreeing to the ghost lamp, he has traveled all over the mountains and wastelands during this period of time, and finally he is almost ready.

"Kurosawa, why did you talk to uncle?" Mori Ogai was not in a hurry at this time, after all, Sakakibara was the mastermind.

"What are you hiding?" Of course, Sakakibara would not be bypassed by him. Hearing his tone, he knew that the other party had bad intentions.

Related to myself, there is only one thing recently.

"Did something go wrong with the plan?"

"It's really sharp." Mori Ogai exclaimed, "You have a good idea, otherwise I wouldn't have looked for you."

"And not just your plans."

"Something happened on Leibo Street, I thought it was nothing."

"But he spread to port Mafia."

"Guess what happened?"

Sakakibara didn't have the patience to play guessing games with him. Knowing that there was something wrong with the plan, he was so anxious that he even accidentally slapped away the lingering spirit that he had finally caught.

"It's impossible for the former leader to be resurrected." Originally, he just wanted to disgust the other party, but he didn't realize what he said.

Mori Ogai opened his eyes wide in astonishment, and then he came over and the other party just said casually.

This coincidence is really a bit funny, he couldn't help but smile:

"You're right, he's resurrected."

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