Port Mafia executives have something to say

The high-level gathering of the Port Mafia was not what I thought it would be.

I thought it would be the kind of resplendent crystal chandelier, huge dining table covered with white tablecloth, elegant candlelight and classical music played by the orchestra, and men and women in expensive dresses behaved politely, full of the feeling of high society.

My head hurts a bit.

Thinking about it this way, the "concussion" caused by the front and rear feet of the pair of partners must have recurred again...!

What you see before you is a dimly lit hall surrounded by dark light-absorbing curtains and thick carpets. The only light sources are lamps with different styles, and a fireplace with crackling and burning wood in the center.

On the west side is a long bar table filled with various high-end foreign wines. The old wood feels quite nostalgic. The warm-colored bar lamp lights up the fiery liquor in the glass. Several people are leaning there and chatting.There are still a few gaming tables vacant next to it.

In the middle is a low log table with an Arabic hookah, a black lacquered fireplace and a combination of soft and comfortable sofas.The largest number of people gathered here, about seven or eight people got together to play cards.

Only the one on the east side has been abruptly changed into a Japanese-style design with ancient tatami mats. The decoration is brand-new, the fragrance of tea is lingering, and the dark wooden hollow screen vaguely covers a tree of blood cherry blossoms.

Longitude and latitude are distinct.

The only thing related to my imagination was the goblet, and it was the only one in the audience. It was held in the hands of the man sitting on the long sofa covered with blankets in front of the fireplace.

Shiwei pushed my wheelchair forward, because I couldn't half kneel in a wheelchair, so I had to bow as deep as I could to show my respect for the person in front of me:

"leader."

"Thanks for your hard work, Jingjun." The leader put the wine glass on the small table next to him, then turned his head and was startled by the new shape of my wheelchair and bandages, "Oh, is this an injury?"

I was about to say no, but then I remembered the broken forehead when I was pressed to the ground by Mr. Chuya, so I nodded in pain.

At the same time, the people who were smoking and playing cards nearby stopped their activities one after another and looked over here.

Most of them got up silently and approached the leader, and only four of them stayed at the opposite bar without getting up.

"Doctor Sen, is this the newcomer?"

One of the people who stayed on the bar shouted.

"Exactly. The kid claimed to be preparing a meeting gift for his future boss, so he was late."

I am keenly aware that the way the leader speaks is also different. He seems to be deliberately using particularly intimate pronouns to divide the relationship between me and those people at the bar.

"Shen Haijing, please take care of me."

"Oh, that's really polite, kid."

The man must have also noticed what the leader did. He jumped off the high chair and walked over, sizing me up unscrupulously. His contemptuous eyes focused on my legs. Suddenly, there was a gloomy killing intent on him. "With the heavy smell of blood and the size of the box, it must be whose head is inside?"

Facing the sudden killing intent, I felt a chill in my heart.

So, this should be what Dazai said, those people who need to establish the "majesty of the leader" in front of them, they have been giving me power from the first side.

Suddenly a warm hand patted my shoulder lightly, and then lightly picked up the heavy gift box from my hand.

"Is this a gift for my servant? Thank you, boy."

It was a very glamorous young woman holding a cherry paper umbrella, dressed in a bright red dress, tall and slender, with red forehead hair covering one side of her eyes but not her classical demeanor. It should be what Mr. Nakaya said Miss Hongye.

Seeing the big sister Hongye cast a cold glance at the person who spoke, the other person was obviously apprehensive, and even took a step back because of her glance.

"Are you Shen Haijing?" She lowered her head and asked, the corners of her eyes with red makeup were slightly raised with a smile, and before I could answer, she opened the box without hesitation.

There was an uproar.

"The leader of the Takase Society?"

"real or fake?"

The people staying at the bar also looked at me in surprise, another curly-haired man thought of something, stood up with a smile on his face and congratulated the woman.

"This is really gratifying, Officer Ozaki, such a young and beautiful child is willing to pay the price of his legs to assassinate the leader of an organization for you. I think your charm is still the same as before."

I noticed that Miss Hongye's face turned cold in an instant.

Then the curly-haired man changed the subject, and the joy on his face was replaced by a worried expression, "But if this happens, the other party will definitely retaliate wildly against you. Young man, even if your supernatural ability is very good, in terms of strategy Still have to learn from the seniors carefully."

"It's not an assassination."

Just as I was about to speak, Ishio behind me suddenly said, "If you want to retaliate, please don't worry, the command system of the Takase Society has been destroyed. Under the leadership of Mr. Jing, we will wipe out one leader and two cadres of the Takase Society." , 97 members. Three people were recruited. More than."

After he finished speaking, he bowed deeply to the leader, but the other party's smile remained unchanged like a mask, presumably he already knew the whole story of this extermination.

Everyone present seemed overwhelmed by the news.The most obvious thing is that the eyes they looked at became veiled and cautious, not only at the bar, but even the people at the leader's side also changed their attitudes.

Fortunately, they didn't know that I was one of the slightly injured members. It sounds too embarrassing to be slapped down by one's companion instead of being injured by the enemy.

In the next second, everyone's cell phones rang together, including the leader.

"Has the news spread? It seems that Mr. Zhongye has been quite successful."

The leader lowered his eyes and narrowed his eyes in thought, his hands folded under his chin, the flames jumping in the fireplace brought warm light to half of his face, but at the same time brought shadows to the other half.

"What about Mr. Hongye, what do you think of this gift?"

"Really, whether it's Zhongye or Beijing, boys' tastes are so rough, I've already realized this." Until the low female voice rang in my ears, I didn't notice her in the slightest. near.

In this situation, if the other party wants my life, maybe I will be killed before the power is activated.

"What's the matter with this injury?" Her eyebrows and eyes were gentle, but she poked my forehead with great strength, it hurt so much QAQ

"It's not an injury, it's because—" Shiwei subconsciously defended himself, and then I stared at him.

Don't say... the reason why your legs hurt from climbing the stairs is really stupid.

"That was beaten by me."

All the people present looked at Mr. Nakaya who had just walked in at the door, and then turned to look at me. No matter where the people were, they all gave me suddenly enlightened eyes, and no one commented on this matter. .

...What have you realized?

I vaguely feel that Mr. Chuya seems to have carried a big pot.

But he turned a blind eye to those gazes, walked straight over, took off his hat to the leader, and knelt down on one knee:

"Fulfill your mission, leader. After the deep sea annihilated the headquarters of the Takase Society, my team turned a feint attack into a formal attack, and successfully eliminated two branches of the Takase Society in Yokohama, killed two cadres, and 69 members. Surrender One cadre and 36 members."

"Thanks for your hard work, Mr. Zhongye." The leader sat upright and nodded in greeting. "After that, Mr. Hongye will be working."

"As you wish." Koyo Ozaki leaned forward.

……

Mr. Chuya is very popular, even the group of people at the bar greeted him, not to mention here, if they have a good relationship, they would go up and hit him on the shoulder.

"Tell you to wait for me outside the door, where did you run in the blink of an eye? It made me look for you outside several times!"

Mr. Nakaya came over after saying hello, and first scolded me angrily.

But he stared at my head for a while, and when he spoke again, his tone was not as stiff as before.

"Go change your clothes first, and ask your subordinates to get whatever you want to eat."

I hesitated, wondering if I should tell Mr. Chuya what happened before he came in,

"Mr. Chuya, over there..."

He directly interrupted my words, and his tone could even be called a bit harsh, "Everyone here is your companion, so don't be restrained."

"……Yes."

No, it's completely different factions.Although I'm not very good at this, I didn't expect Mr. Chuya to be worse than me?

As soon as the words fell, the corner of the rouge skirt meandered into the field of vision. It was Miss Hongye. She directly reached out and patted the black hat on the head of Mr. Nakaya, who had been unchanged for thousands of years, and Mr. Nakaya obediently bowed his head and was beaten.

"The situation, positions, and factions of the gentlemen present. Just like a fish must avoid entangled aquatic plants in the water, it is impossible not to explain this information to the younger generation, Zhong Ye."

"It's a time of war, sister. In the past two months, too many people have died outside."

He put his hands in his coat pockets, stubbornly lowered his head and looked at no one, and said a little irritably, "I don't think trivial things like cadres and factions are important, as long as the war ends first."

"The slaves understand."

Sister Hongye said softly, even if she was blaming her, her tone was quite melodious and gentle, "But Jing is not good at words. As a senior, you are also a quasi-cadre of the port mafia, sooner or later you will have to take on the responsibility This kind of problem is not something that can be solved simply by saying 'partner'."

half an hour.

"I see." Mr. Chuya said in a low voice.

Sister Hongye looked at Shiwei behind me: "Is this your adjutant?"

In fact, it was just an ordinary subordinate, but the other party did risk his life to fight side by side with me. I remembered his pulse beating fiercely at that time, and the wheelchair and cake prepared after the end.

"Yes."

She pursed her lips and smiled, "Dare to speak directly to the leader, and answer the battle report fluently. Even the servants have to praise you for your care."

"You...are His Royal Highness Mori's people, you can retire now."

... Ishio is the leader?

Ishio bowed to me before leaving, without a word of rebuttal from the beginning to the end.

Sister Hongye might be afraid that I would feel uncomfortable being watched, so she took the initiative to warn me, "If the other party is really the leader, it is not a bad thing. After all, you are a newcomer, and you have a heavy responsibility and are unprepared. It's not something a qualified leader should do."

In fact, no, because I have long been used to this controlled mode. In my memory, every time I [work], there will be an assistant with a vague face next to me, closely following me.

"Yes."

"My family already knows about your situation. Really, you are only 14 years old. What happened to you to become like this? This kind of body will not recover in a few months." She pulled my sleeves and frowned.

"Although your first priority is to take care of your body first, you have also heard Chuya's words."

Sister Hongye looked at me with some affection, and pushed my wheelchair to the side of the sofa with her own hands, and Mr. Nakaya also consciously followed behind.

"It is not an exaggeration to say that the current situation of our Yokohama police organization is during the war. What's more, I heard that a lunatic called 'White Qilin' has been killing in Yokohama recently, and his targets are all It's people with supernatural powers."

When talking about "White Kirin", Mr. Nakaya, who was sitting next to her, burst into murderous aura for a moment.

This is not the provocative murderous aura of those people just now, violent, wild, terrifying, and disgusting. When this murderous aura hits, I only feel that my hands and feet seem to be wastes whose nerves have been severed at that moment.

On the contrary, the blood in my whole body began to boil, and I couldn't help but want to... quickly drink some happy water to calm down.

Although the murderous intent passed in a flash, the room was full of seasoned and experienced people, and no one was unaware of the prying eyes of Mr. Nakaya, who was facing away from them, holding a cup of red leaves for tea. Sister, it ended up on my face.

Suddenly, they realized something, and turned back to continue doing their own things.

... What did you realize again?

……

"I have also watched a battle video about you. Your supernatural ability is called [V], right? Although the destructive power is amazing, it seems to be too poor in defense and mobility. I think it can only be made up for by physical skills. .”

Sister Hongye turned a blind eye to Mr. Chuya's outburst of murderous intent just now, she took a sip of the steaming green tea soup, and suddenly said:

"There are four people at the bar, the curly-haired one just now is the head of the intelligence department, and the other three are all captains of the fighting faction's action force, and they are also at the quasi-cadre level. Those who have doubts about His Highness's succession to the throne, you don't need to pay attention to these people, just remember their appearance and keep them at a respectful distance."

"There are three people on the smoke table on the left. The elder is also the captain of the fighting faction's action force. His team is nicknamed 'Black Lizard'. Compared with the previous teams, it is very outstanding and cannot be underestimated. The rest The two are leaders of organizations under Mafia at the port."

"The remaining four people belong to the five major cadres - the subordinates of His Royal Highness 'Da Zuo'. That His Royal Highness is highly respected and will not care about little brats like you. Although he is a neutral faction, he is also a respectable person. Don't be rude."

"There are two other cadres. Among them, Ace has received a mission from other places and is not in Yokohama now. After all, he is just an incompetent person. He is afraid of affecting himself so he hid for refuge. He is just a coward and not worth mentioning."

"There is one left, I think it's better for you to contact him yourself."*

She took a sip from the teacup, and asked when did this cup come?

"The leader himself has a guerrilla unit directly under his command. His status is above other units, and he has the right to command all militant factions. And their captain is also one of the quasi-cadres... Chuya, that kid Dazai didn't come today ?"

"... Tsk, I don't know. By the way, why did you ask me where the mackerel swam to, big sister." Mr. Nakaya seemed to be aware that his sudden murderous behavior just now was out of proportion, and now he was waiting honestly. On the sofa, even if they were suddenly cueed together with Dazai, they would only be teased in a low voice.

But I feel that his mood seems to be quite low.

Is it because your partner didn't come?No, judging by the looks of the two of them, they are almost on the same level.

So what happened to make him sad?

Hearing this, Sister Hongye covered her lips and smiled again, she raised her eyebrows and looked at me with a slightly teasing look, "Osamu Dazai, the most likely candidate for the next cadre, and also Chuya's partner, but the relationship between the two of them No, the little devil just loses his temper."

"Don't call me a little devil..." Mr. Nakaya was still muttering and trying to resist, but was instantly killed by Sister Hongye with a single glance.

"As for the slave family, most of the time is spent in charge of the personnel issues of the port mafia. Teaching newcomers, interrogating prisoners, and disposing of waste."

These terrifying words, when read from Sister Hongye's mouth, are like elegant poems, "Most of the operations of the troops are handled by the middle. Your physical condition is not optimistic. You just need to study hard with him during this period of time." That's enough."

"Yes, I will learn from Mr. Chuya." Be cute.jpg

"You like Chuya so much?"

"What...! Eldest sister, what this guy said is not what he meant."

"Are you shy, Chuya? Isn't it good to be admired by younger generations? Jing is still such a cute child."

"Cute? Him? Eldest sister, you haven't seen what he looks like in the deep sea tonight."

I immediately looked sad.

"That's a bit too much, Zhongya," Sister Hongye smiled, with a skillful teasing look, "Obviously you will scare your subordinates when you go out on missions by yourself."

"That's because of the filth—"

Before finishing his sentence, Mr. Nakaya glared at me, but no matter how you looked at it, he was not fierce at all. Not only that, after arguing with Koyo Ozaki limply, his earlobe was reddened.

I suffocated my laughter until my tears came out, and I felt that I needed oxygen very much.

"Stop laughing!" Mr. Nakaya slapped the table angrily.

Seeing that both of us continued hehehe indifferently, he naturally didn't dare to provoke the poisonous and thorny port Mafia flower, so he pinched the persimmon softly, his cobalt blue eyes glanced at me dangerously, and said threateningly:

"Deep Sea, are you tired of living?"

"Mr. Deep Sea—"

Just at this time, someone came to say hello, and when he heard this, he immediately looked at Mr. Chuya with a look of surprise, and did not continue in the middle of the greeting.

And Mr. Nakaya sensed that someone was approaching, and raised his eyes to meet the subtle expression of the other party.

"..."

"..."

Mr. Nakaya probably also realized that what he said just now, to those who don’t know the reason, he is definitely bullying me, a newcomer, because of his seniority, and I happen to be (suppressed laughing) with a teary-eyed look .

"Hey," he said hastily, "don't get me wrong, it's this brat—"

"No, I didn't hear anything." The other party responded ten (yu) points (gai) with (mi) with (zhang), "ah. Mr. Guangjin's card game is calling me, it's rude .”

The other party was gone, but Mr. Nakaya still maintained the posture of reaching out, looking deeply shocked.

After all, this is the third time tonight, the quasi-cadre Nakahara Chuya (I don't know it very well) has been killed.

I tried my best to hold back the laughter, but the more I held back, the more I wanted to laugh, so I had to put on the oxygen mask and pretend that I was inhaling oxygen.

However, this kind of perfunctory disguise obviously couldn't hide Mr. Nakaya. He turned his head suddenly, and he looked like he was going to let me die on the spot with the oxygen cylinder. It was a terrifying expression, but turned out to be bullied too much... so cute.

In the end, it was Miss Hongye who smoothed things over:

"Any more questions, Kyo?"

"Yes, Eldest Sister." I looked at her seriously, and called Eldest Sister cheekily, "Where do I sleep tonight?"

This time there is no Dazai to make trouble, I must live in Mr. Chuya's room, even if I will be beaten to death by Mr. Chuya.

"The [-]th floor to the [-]th floor of the cadre building are all lounges. Jing can live anywhere he wants."

"..."

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The author has something to say:

Zhongyuan Zhongye's wind review was murdered hhhhhh [Fan Ji Warning

Here is the theatrical version of the previous comic, the 72nd night of the dragon head war. The reason why Chuya was sad was that when he went to Dazai just now, he saw the photo of the corpse of the five cadres "Da Zuo" who he called the old man. At the same time, he also confirmed that it was Bai Qilin. Good job Shibusawa Tatsuhiko.

For the five cadres here, refer to page 18 of Chapter 3 of Wenye Manga. The silhouettes of four cadres (with a particularly short w inside) surround a leader.

*I can't find the last cadre no matter how hard I look, if you can't find it, don't appear on stage~

A group of characters who don’t even have a name appear on the stage. You can remember what Hongye says _(:з」∠)_Just remember Mr. Guangjin.

By the way, let me talk about the setting of Ozaki Momiji.

Hongye was 20 years old during the Longtou War six years ago. Since Dazai was called "the youngest" when he became a cadre at 18, Hongye only became a cadre a year ago at the earliest.

But Akutagawa mentioned in "Unintentional Dog" that he has never heard of any underage cadres. It is well known that Japan only becomes an adult at the age of 20 (the law was just changed in 19 years to 18 years old)

Therefore, it is speculated here that Hongye only became the top five cadres during the Dragon Head War.

Her address is either Big Sister (Hongye) (the kind of big sister head that is specially used for sex, Hongye was not happy to hear it but later recognized it), or Master Hongye, or Dazai once said Hongye Sang.

Zhong Ye has always called her big sister (head), let's call her like Zhong Ye, you see, even Da Zai changed his name later.

The cadre building is private, but the problem is that the four buildings look like they are for cadres.

感谢在2020-03-2012:00:00~2020-03-2112:00:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: a strange book called Wusan 10 bottles; Yan Yan 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!