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Between Ryuhiko, Shibusawa Ryuhiko who was attacking from behind stabbed him with a knife, Dazai Osamu closed his eyes and fell to the ground in relief.

great!He has already been stabbed once, Zhizhi will never be willing to beat him up again!

Even if the stabbing wasn't enough to relieve his anger, he would definitely be punched by Nakahara Chuya afterwards. With both approaches, Osamu Dazai felt that he would definitely be able to escape Zhizhi's beating!

It hurts when Zhizhi hit someone, the shy little Hammer punched a little rabbit Zaizhi.

"As expected of Dazai-kun." Demon Fyodor sighed quite a bit, "Smiling in the face of death, this kind of optimism is really rare in the world."

He didn't know that Osamu Dazai was really happy and couldn't hide his happiness.

He is expected to escape the punishment of the violent death god!

Osamu Dazai's assassination means that the plan of Majin Fyodor is going well.

Dazai Osamu, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, and Fyodor, three people have four group chats, everyone has different plans, and the only honest person is Shibusawa Ryuhiko himself.

Fyodor, who was planning to understand, gave Shibusawa Ryuhiko a pleasant mouthful, destroying people's three views. He said: "Didn't you realize that you are dead?" Shibusawa Ryuhiko's pupils trembled, and he suddenly realized.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko: That's right, I see, I'm already dead!

Tatsuhiko Shibusawa, Super Evolution!

Demon Fyodor raised Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's skull, and he watched Osamu Dazai rise into the sky wrapped in a huge energy beam, and a red dragon with long claws gradually took shape and swam across the sky.

"Dragon is the most primitive form of superpowers!" The demon Fyodor praised, "What a huge and beautiful creature, go ahead and destroy it wantonly."

"Woooo, Mr. Anwu, woooo, another new energy point has appeared." On the helicopter of the Supernatural Secret Service Division, the observer wanted to cry but had no tears.

"Isn't that just right?" Ango Sakaguchi said subconsciously, "Did it meet Yukimi Mie? Is it okay to let them fight each other?"

Observer: Are you here to play Lianliankan?

"If there is only one new energy point, it may be possible." The observer stepped aside from the screen stiffly, pointing to the three huge red dots on the screen that converged on the sarcophagus, "but there are three in Yokohama."

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"How about," in the dead silence, the observer tentatively suggested, "Let's not play Lianliankan, but play Xiaoxiaole instead?"

Why did Shisai have an extra red dot representing a dangerous element when Zhongyuan Zhong did not end?

Ango Sakaguchi is very curious about this question, and Fyodor the Demon is very curious, but Yukimi Mie is not.

She was chasing a large number of curse spirits that had gathered into a group to the brine, so could she not know what the new energy points represented?

The wriggling and twisted monster was like a long snake with its huge mouth open, one after another the curse spirits climbed onto the monster's body and plunged themselves into the long snake's mouth.

What to eat, what to make up for.

Under the huge threat of natural enemies, the curse spirit gave up his instinct to go crazy and beat his own kind, and frantically huddled together, vowing to defeat the hateful magician with crowd tactics.

The super super-evolved magic spirit that was finally born is like a huge humanoid Gundam, and Mie Yukimi tried her best to stand on tiptoes, but she couldn't reach the height of her calf.

Zhizhi: Did you do it on purpose?

"Wow!" The evil dragon breathed out, and the huge red dragon flew leisurely above Xue Jian Weizhi's head, looking down at her from a high position.

Zhizhi: Gan.

"You two did it on purpose, right?" Zhizhi felt that she had been insulted, and her personality and dignity had been severely trampled upon.

What happened to 1.6 meters? 1.6 meters to eat your rice?

Zhizhi: "Director team, I'm applying for a teammate who is 1.6 meters tall. It doesn't matter if you can fight, the important thing is not to lose momentum!"

The director team heard Xue Jian Weizhi's wish, and arranged an airdrop for her.

There was a loud noise in the sky, and the 1.6-meter Zhongyuanzhong also made its debut.

Nakahara Chuya: Remove the prefix!

His height, his strength, and the timing of his landing perfectly met Yukimi Mie's requirements, and Zhizhi immediately showed an excited expression of seeing his loved ones.

Zhizhi: The 1.6-meter combination, debuted today, smashing the rivers and lakes!

Zhongyuan Zhong also had no time to pay attention to the status quo of being covered with a group name that he would never accept in his life, red lines crawled all over his cheeks, Zhongyuan Zhong also let out a long roar, and dragged out a high-pitched voice!

"Ah, I can talk about cross talk but I can't sing opera." Xuejian Weizhi was a little flustered, for fear of disrupting the rhythm of his teammates and delaying the shining time of "Our 1.6m Group" debut.

Zhong Yuanzhong ignored the concerns of his teammates, and raised his voice again on his own.Zhizhi quickly babbled and followed for a while, "Su San left Hongdong County, and will come in front of the main street..."

Versatile, as expected of her.If there is a Suona Zhizhi, he can also play a music for Zhongya Zhongya.

Amidst the sound of drama, the Yokohama two-on-two mixed doubles competition of the newly released group "We 1.6 meters" officially started.

The scene of the competition was extremely violent, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and the earth shook.

Central Plains Zhong also has great strength in his small stature, he raises his hand and swings a tall building!Hit the red dragon's head hard!

"Ahem." Xuejian Weizhi waved his hand to fan away the raised dust, and said thoughtfully, "It's so cool, so dazzling, I want to make one too."

Zhongye-kun’s dragon is so big and fun, I feel like I can beat myself to death and go home to eat hot pot, it’s much better than the useless magic spirit, Xue Jian Weizhi thought enviously.

Dissatisfied with the fact that the opponent ignored it, the super-giant curse spirit in front of Zhizhi punched out, hitting the ground with a big hole.

The super-evolved spell spirits gathered by countless spell spirits were not fully fused, and the small spell spirits attached to the surface were like flowing black water. When the giant spell spirits swung their fists, they swooped down and swarmed to kill them. Surrounded by Yukimi Mie.

The black-haired girl holding the knife didn't blink her eyelids, and the flames surrounding her blasted into the air, burning away everything that was in the way of her vision.

"There are so many." Xuejian Weizhi looked around, seeing ugly things that were about to be mosaiced.

Cunning is part of the magic spirit's nature. They merge and disperse, and they faintly surround the young magician in the center, forming a double-sided sandwich.

Round shape, very good, Zhizhi likes it, very suitable for taking away in a big wave.

They are all in such beautiful poses, and Mie Xuejian can't disappoint them.

The girl's soft fingers were gently pressed together, and her thumbs were bent and pressed together.

There was a clear and clear sound of golden bells in the air, which caused a ripple on the water surface.

"The domain expands——【The Prison of Violence】."

In the dense fog, a ray of red like the sun jumped up like the sun.

The white mist covering the sky and the sun scattered in the strong wind, and the majestic, tyrannical and tyrannical atmosphere suppressed every breath of people.

All the supernatural beings participating in the battle in Yokohama didn't care about fighting with their own supernatural powers, and they all looked at the bright and splendid center in unison, tears streaming down their eyes from the sting of the fiery color, and they still forgot to look away in a daze.

The members of the Special Forces Division watching the battle stood up in amazement, staring dumbfounded at the red dots almost covering the entire screen that were about to explode. Ango Sakaguchi took out his calculator and pressed a number, and finally came up with a huge number that broke his heart.

Ango Sakaguchi: After the event, compensation after the event... (Oxygen inhalation)

Do you know that the war damage is paid for by the Supernatural Secret Service, so one smashes the building and the other burns down the street?Say it, say it!

Osamu Dazai opened his eyes in the blinding light.

The surrounding mist was burned into a vacuum in the flames that swept everything, providing him with a good condition for waking up.

The poisoned sleep did not affect Osamu Dazai's thinking, and when he felt the dry heat in the air, Osamu Dazai suddenly became jittery.

He held Nakahara Nakaya down with one hand, and quickly touched the scars on his face from the severe punch and the blood from the stabbing on his white suit with the other.

After confirming that the two "life-saving charms" were all there, Osamu Dazai, the master of expression management, immediately adjusted his expression to look pitiful and dying, as weak as possible, wishing to vomit blood three feet in the next second and send him to the ICU on the spot.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Zhong Yuanzhong asked incomprehensibly, "I am the one who was more seriously injured."

"Don't talk, I'm weak!" Osamu Dazai didn't have time to pinch each other with Chuya Nakahara. He lay on his back in the ruins, sticking out his tongue, looking like the reincarnation of a hanged ghost.

The slight grinding sound of bare feet stepping on the gravel was getting closer and closer. Nakahara Nakaya's viewing angle was limited and he couldn't see behind him. He wanted to stab Osamu Dazai hard in the elbow so that he would not pretend to be dead at the critical moment, but was pressed firmly by Osamu Dazai. Hold on, with a posture of "I'll fight with you if you move again".

Chuya Nakahara was full of question marks, and the situation forced him to play dead in the ruins with Osamu Dazai.

"Zhijun~" A voice so gentle as to drip water came out condescendingly, "Ah, I'm so embarrassed."

Yukimi Mie had never spoken in such a gentle tone, Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Naka also felt a chill at the same time, a chill that was imminent.

"Zi-kun is really amazing," Yukimi Mie admired sincerely, "He can perfectly deduce the consequences of Shibusawa Ryuhiko's mist separating the magician and the magic spirit, and throwing Yokohama into chaos. I, poor Innocent, I stayed in Yokohama as a second hand to solve the problem, and I really deserve to be an indispensable legendary talent in our armed detective agency."

It's over, Osamu Dazai closed his eyes tightly and refused to open them, Zhizhi was angry QAQ

"What surprised me even more," Yukimi Mie said with a smile, "you who worked eight hours to catch fish for eight hours, you who fished the little prince in Yokohama, and you comforted me a while ago by saying that people should have the courage to oppose unreasonable things. You who worked overtime, so calmly, so decisively, and so ruthlessly entrusted the entire Yokohama, all, mantra, and spirit to me alone, this trust really moved me to the point of speechlessness .”

Chuya Nakahara: Are the members of your armed detective agency talking so eccentrically?

Osamu Dazai: Why should I take antidote!I should have been asleep!

The family ugliness should not be publicized. Xuejian Weizhi didn't really want to let the people of Mafia, the arch-rival port, see their big Butei's jokes. She looked Nakahara Chuya up and down, and her tone was a hundred times gentler than when she spoke to Dazai Osamu: "Chuya-kun, you alone Can people?"

Nakahara Chuya: "I can..."

"He can't!" Osamu Dazai suddenly pushed Nakahara Chuya's raised head down again, and said very tenderly against the background of his old partner's painful wound and distorted expression:

"Chuya! Don't be brave, Chuya! I know your unspeakable pain, don't worry, I won't abandon you easily even if it's my ex-partner, and I will definitely hand you over to Mr. Mori intact!"

Chuya Nakahara, who was pinned down on the wound: It hurts so much that I can't speak.

Dazai Osamu looked at the indifferent Zhie sincerely; "Look, Chuya is injured like this. As a member of the Armed Detective Agency of the Yokohama Honor Award Organization, can I leave him alone?"

"You can hide from the first day of the new year, but you can't hide from the fifteenth day." Yukina Mie pulled out Tsurumaru Kuninaga under Dazaiji's nervous gaze, gently wiped the blade, and wiped Dazaiji's hairs until he was terrified, and then said slowly:

"Okay Zhijun, then please send Chuya-jun back to the port of Mafia, and let Mr. Mori go to the police station to issue a certificate for you to be a good person and good deeds, and then bring a pennant back in exchange for your life."

Osamu Dazai: Just now, did you say you changed your life...

Osamu Dazai shrunk himself into a white mushroom, and the calmness and strategizing that belonged to the mastermind behind the scenes left him. At this moment, he is the weakest, most pitiful, most capable kitten in Yokohama:

"Okay Zhizhi, no problem Zhizhi. I will go to Mr. Sen to write a [-]-word rainbow fart for my brave behavior. When I come back, I will print it and paste it in the president's office. The president will definitely praise us."

"So," Dazai hinted cautiously, "can you put the knife down?"