Male god strategy plan

The rain doesn't stop, this summer seems to be long and terrible, the rainstorm is continuous, without intermittence, I don't know who caused the God to scream, and weep every day.

The vehicle stopped at the entrance of the hospital, Renzu Yushi got out of the car in a daze, and stood at the door for a long time trying to take another look, but the door was ruthlessly closed, and he walked away in the dark.

A layer of water mist rose inexplicably before his eyes, and his chest was sore and unbearable.

A bitter taste came out of his throat inexplicably, and he felt uncomfortable and almost suffocated.

Human life is tough, but sometimes it happens to be fragile.

The eyes under the lens are moist, and there are faint bloodshot around the eyeballs.He tilted his head back, forcing tears back into his eyes.

He didn't know how long it took him to recover, turned around and walked towards the hospital with his head held high.

As soon as he entered the gate, he bumped into Osamu Dazai who was guarding the gate.

He bowed slightly, with his hands in his pockets habitually, one foot bent back against the wall, his posture was casual and lazy, and he always had a faint smile on his face.

The black pupil is innocent, yet has a sharpness that penetrates everything.

"It's so late, if you still go out, aren't you afraid that someone will chase you down?" His tone was frivolous and loose.

Renzu glanced at him, and quickly put on a professional smirk: "Mr. Dazai doesn't have to stay so late. I am not a black-hearted employer. I need someone to guard 24 hours a day. Our hospital has always implemented an eight-hour working system."

Osamu Dazai smiled and expressed his admiration for his ability to change the subject.

"Killers don't work 24 hours a day."

"The Mafia too?"

"..." Dazai Osamu smiled, and became more and more interested in him, "Ninzu-kun knew about it a long time ago?"

"Double black names are like thunder, there is no reason why I don't know, it is Dazai-kun who is too good."

"Knowing that I am a former member of Mafia, you dare to call me by name."

"Because only Dazai-kun can complete this commission. Heroes don't ask where they come from. At least you were no longer a mafia when I found you. I believe in your professional ethics."

"I didn't even know I had that stuff,"

Dazai Osamu had a habitual smile on his face, and continued to ask him: "I don't want to know how the progress is?"

Yushi Ninzu is not interested in knowing the results of his investigation now, he just wants to have a good sleep now.

Forced to have no choice but to care about his own situation perfunctorily: "How is the current progress? Do you know who issued the reward task?"

"Ninzu-kun doesn't seem interested in who wants to kill you? Do you have any support?"

After speaking, he asked himself and answered: "Forgot, you still have Su Nuo in your body, so you are naturally not afraid of death."

Hearing Su Nuo's name, his eyes instantly cooled down: "I'm afraid, there is no one who is not afraid of death."

"You have never been in contact with Su Nuo, so you naturally don't know his personality. He does everything according to his mood. He may help me today, and he can kill me mercilessly tomorrow."

"You will know slowly in the future, don't mention him in front of me in the future."

He walked past Osamu Dazai expressionlessly, not wanting to continue this topic.

The seeds of hatred had already been planted in his body, breeding wantonly.

Knowing that Su Nuo's affairs had nothing to do with Atobu, he still couldn't help venting his anger.

To save is a matter of affection, not to save is a duty, there is no right or wrong.

He knew the truth, but he kept repeating a fact in his mind: If Su Nuo was willing to lend a helping hand, then Jibu would not have died.

This sentence gradually formed an obsession.

Annoyance, resentment, and introspection struggled in his mind.

It tortured him unspeakably.

The ward was dimly lit, and as soon as the door was opened, Seiichi Yukimura was half sitting on the bed reading a book.

He was wearing loose silk pajamas, the clothes were soft, the dim light reflected on his face, and his silhouette was demure.

I don't know why, the word home suddenly appeared in Yushi Ninzu's heart.

"Are you awake? Why don't you turn on the lights when you're reading." While speaking, he had already turned on the headlights, and the main light above his head instantly illuminated the room.

"Wait for you." He said two words with a smile, Ninzu Yushi's body trembled slightly.

"I'm going to take a shower first." He hurriedly looked away, not even daring to look directly at him, took off his wet clothes and went straight into the bathroom.

It seems that if he looks at him one more time, he will unreservedly expose all the fragility in front of him.

Yukimura Seiichi put down the book in his hand, and glanced at him vaguely, with doubts in his peripheral vision.

what happened to him?

The warm water poured down from the top of his head, gradually warming his body.

The hot water flowed into the eyes, which were dry and unbearably dry. After a while, the eye sockets became red, the eyeballs were covered with bloodshot eyes, and the dark blue pupils carried an indelible sadness.

He tidied himself up properly, put on clean and warm clothes, dried his hair and walked out of the bathroom.

Yukimura kept looking at him.

Ninja Yuuji turned off the light as if nothing had happened, silently lifted the quilt and retreated to the bed.

There was a distance between the two of them, and silence flowed in the space inadvertently.

It was the first time Yukimura Seiichi saw him like this, and Ninata Yuuji, who can cope with optimism even when the sky is falling, also has this kind of time, so it is inevitable to worry.

"What happened?"

"..."

He didn't speak, Yukimura reached out and poked his back: "Unhappy?"

"What's wrong?" The soft voice completely broke his psychological defense.

Renzu held his fingers with his backhand, turned around suddenly, looked at him face to face, and suddenly pulled him into his arms.

Hands went around his neck and pressed his head, sending a fiery kiss.

He seemed to be ruthless, with a sense of venting.

Strong hands wrapped around his waist, holding him tightly as if to rub him into the bones.

The kiss was from the lips to the base of the ears, those thin lips were like a hot fire, making it hard to resist.

Yukimura Seiichi was tightly held in his arms, his chest smelled vigorous, with a clear green pine smell, and his whole body was full of the breath of a mature man.

Just when he was about to respond, Yushi Ninzu suddenly lost interest.

He turned over and lay flat on his back looking at the ceiling, panting heavily.

Yukimura was hot all over, his chest heaving weakly.

Looking sideways at him, short of breath: Damn it, why don't you just let it go after flirting?

In the next second, a head was stuffed into his arms, and his hands were awkwardly resting on his sides, not knowing how to move.

After being stunned for a while, he instinctively reached out and rubbed the little wolf cub's hair.

How old is she, and she's still acting like a baby.

Ninja Yuuji didn't answer, and rubbed his face against his chest.

The heavy breath sprayed on his body, like a heavy sigh.

Seeing that he didn't intend to confide, Yukimura didn't intend to force him either.

She just patted and rubbed his hair thoughtfully to comfort him: "Have a good sleep!"

A voice of concern rang close to his ears, and Yushi Ninzu's tears could no longer be controlled, and rolled out of his eyes.

Tears soaked the clothes on his chest, Yukimura Seiichi was stiff.

It wasn't until the next day that Yukimura Seiichi realized why he was so abnormal.

At seven o'clock in the morning, all of Keigo Atobe's friends, including him, received the news of Atobe's death.

This news caught everyone off guard. Everyone thought it was a prank and asked each other about the accuracy of the news.

However, it was soon confirmed by Atobe's parents.

The funeral was held the next day. It was rushed and everyone attended the funeral in a daze.

Even after the funeral, he still suspected that it was just a dream.

The little maid inherited all of Atobe's inheritance, and as an ex-wife, squeezed out Atobe Saye, the real heir, and became the head of the Atobe family.

However, when everyone was envious of this woman who flew up the branch and turned into a phoenix, she died suddenly.

Before he died, there was only Yushi Ninzu by his side.

The market value of the Atobe family evaporated by hundreds of billions overnight, and everyone believed that she had transferred assets in advance.When she died, there was only Yushi Ninzu as a witness, and everyone believed that he had obtained the inheritance key.

Not long after that, the Ninzu family acquired a security company worth tens of billions to be their own bodyguards, further confirming the news.

The price on the reward list rose again and again, approaching his net worth.

In the office, Dazai Osamu and Ninja Yuuji sat opposite each other.

Outside the office, Atsushi Nakajima struggles with a new batch of killers.

Since the news that Ninja Yushi inherited the key came out, people from all walks of life flocked to Japan, and even foreigners rushed to Japan.

Some people want to kill him, and some people covet his property.

"Axi, when is it a bad day to be like this every day? Can't you take a break?" Atsushi Nakajima complained helplessly.

His mouth was busy making complaints, and the movements of his hands continued unabated, driving away batch after batch of killers.

System: [Target No. 32 has a favorability value of 1000, a hate value of 1000, and a reward of 100 points.If the love value is 30 to achieve the strategy, the reward will be 80 points, and the life value will be [-] days. 】

System: [Target No. 256 has a favorability value of 500, a hate value of 1000, and a reward of 100 points.If the love value is 55 to achieve the strategy, 120 points will be rewarded, and the life value will be [-] days. 】

system:【……】

System: [Target 672 has a favorability value of 1000, a hate value of 1000, and a reward of 100 points.If the love value is 200 to complete the guide, [-] points will be rewarded, and the life value will be [-] days. 】

Listening to the beating of the system, Ninja Yuuji slightly curved his lips.

It seems that money is always more attractive than beauty, it's just a reward, so many people are willing to die for him.

He turned on the tablet and continued to browse the hot search news on the Internet - the "God's Eye" genius engineer killed a friend incident was reversed.

The sound of "Knock Knock" knocked on the door.

"Please come in."

A thin boy came in with coffee, one cup was handed to Ninzu Yuuji and the other to Dazai Osamu.

"Thank you~" Osamu Dazai squinted his eyes and smiled, but looked out the window at Atsushi Nakajima who was struggling to fight the killer.

"Atsu-kun, come on!" Osamu Dazai stirred the coffee, taking the time to clenched his small fists to cheer him on.

As soon as Atsushi Nakajima turned around, he met his unsatisfactory smile.

"Dazai-san!" Ah!It's really maddening.

Why is he always so leisurely!

Osamu Dazai withdrew his gaze and looked at Yushi Ninzu, who was facing him, and quickly turned to the topic: "So, are you really having an affair with his wife?"

Shinobu Yushi was slightly stunned with the hand holding the coffee cup, and almost burned his mouth: "Of course not, my heart for Brother Cun, the sun and the moon can learn from each other."

"Then you really inherited hundreds of billions of inheritance?"

"How is it possible, but I did inherit a precious legacy." Yushi Ninzu took a sip of his coffee.

The coffee is mellow and silky, with a lingering fragrance in the mouth.

He clicked his lips, looked at the boy and praised: "Shunpei, your coffee making skills are getting better and better~"

Osamu Dazai smiled: "Can I ask, what kind of inheritance is it?"

"It's in this room."

Shinobu Yushi looked at the boy who delivered the coffee, put his shoulders on the boy's shoulders, and introduced with a smile: "Come on, look, this is my adopted son, who is also my inheritance, isn't he a cute child?"

The boy blushed instantly, twisted his shoulders, and distanced himself from him: "Ninzu-san, please don't take advantage of me."

Who is his adopted son!

Just know how to make fun of him.

Osamu Dazai: "..."

are you kidding me?

Can this thing be inherited?

Such an adopted son?

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