But what did Dazai do wrong?

"Choose, do you want money or life?"

Ritsuri Yamabuki asked calmly.

In Yokohama, in the wilderness, dripping blood stains criss-cross among the rubble and wreckage, and the collapsed beams are like building blocks pushed down by naughty children, showing brutal violence.

The wind swept across the deadly battlefield. Anyone who saw this piece of land that had been urgently constructed by the demolition office would not have imagined that it was a heavily guarded and majestic organization base half an hour ago.

No one can think of it.

How could Osamu Dazai think of it!

He just wanted to find some mercenaries to be the vanguard to act as cannon fodder to attract the attention of the enemy, and then the Black Lizard would lead a surprise attack to take down this hostile organization stronghold that was causing Mori Ogai a headache.

Instead of annihilating all the enemy troops in a blink of an eye, the mercenary sister picked him up and pressed him against the wall with one hand to question the final payment.

Osamu Dazai glanced at a group of tall and awkward subordinates disinterestedly:

What's the use of you!

The Black Lizard is an elite unit directly appointed by the leader under the port Mafia.After the Dragon Head War, Port Mafia, the final victor, undoubtedly became the most powerful dark force in Yokohama.

There are few organizations that dare to oppose the port Mafia, but there is no lack of strong and confident people in this world.

Crazy beating on the Iron Head made them lose their confident smiles, and their eyes became blurred and loose, like tattered dolls that had been played with by others, it was Osamu Dazai's job.

He doesn't like this job very much, but people always have to make a living.

It's all forced by life.

Osamu Dazai originally planned well, waiting for the mercenaries as cannon fodder to tear a hole for them, and let the black lizard who was ready to go go.

After more than ten hours of bitter fighting, he took down the dog head of the leader of the hostile organization and went back to do business. Wouldn't it be nice for him to still spend a few hours to clear the level of the newly bought game?

It's very beautiful. If his plan hadn't been aborted at the first step, Osamu Dazai would be even more beautiful.

It only took half an hour for Yamabuki Riri to wipe out the enemy.

It only took half an hour for the black lizard to go from feeling like an enemy to being completely stunned.

Black Lizard: Who am I?What am I doing here?Do I still have my share of today's field allowance?

Riri Yamabuki was also puzzled: How could an employer dare to question her professionalism?

Don't you guys read her performance report before hiring someone?

Don't read it if you don't read it, settle the balance and hurry up.

Osamu Dazai experienced the self-cultivation of a professional player for the first time. In contrast, he seems to be a fake Mafia.

It's all right now, not only does he have more than ten hours of free time to play games, but he can also enjoy the gentle treatment of being walled off by his beautiful sister.

If the location of the wall is not the ruins with the dead bodies underneath, but the hotel room covered with rose petals on the carpet, this scene is really romantic.

The girl's long black hair hangs down like a waterfall, and her dark golden pupils outline a mysterious and exotic style. No matter from which angle she admires her beauty, she has no dead ends, entwined with a looming murderous aura, overwhelming her.

The tall stature has a condescending aura, the golden eyes are as bright as burning stars trailing behind, and the faint and faint fragrance invades Dazai Osamu's senses.

His lower jaw was pinched by two fingers, he lifted up, and his eyes were facing those wild cat eyes.

The fingertips are cold and the pain is hot.

"Choose," Yamabuki Riri asked calmly and eloquently, "Do you want money or life?"

Riri Yamabuki has been a mercenary for many years, and she has seen a lot of employers like Osamu Dazai with the idea of ​​"as long as you die during the mission, you don't need to pay the final payment", which is not surprising at all.

She glanced at the black lizard, who was as quiet as a chicken, and knew what Dazai Osamu's original plan was without thinking.

Isn't he just going to use her as cannon fodder to die heroically, and then let his subordinates fight hard.

So cautious, is there anything special about this organization that was wiped out by her?

Seeing that the Black Lizard seems to be an elite Mafia team in the port, and there are many supernatural beings in the team, Riri Yamabuki reluctantly recalled the obstacles she encountered on the way to destroy the base when she said nothing.

She found a few in the corner of her memory. When she saw her, she first had a look of contempt and disdain, and she posed in a trick pose, and then she cried bitterly and said that she had an eighty-year-old mother and a three-year-old child, please. Let's go mining in Siberia to atone for our sins, and stop beating up the sore and whining supernatural beings.

Yamabuki Riri: That's it?

Is your port Mafia working?

Riri Yamabuki doesn't care about whether the port Mafia is okay or not. This is a question that their leader should worry about. She only wants her own balance.

"Every head has to be counted." Riri Yamabuki pinched Osamu Dazai's jaw and did not let go, "Let your people count."

"By the way, dismantling the base is another price, don't forget."

The price is clearly marked, and the money and the goods are cleared.

Is there a more reliable businessman than her in the world?

Young man juice, you better know how to cherish it.

Osamu Dazai roughly counted the number of enemies in the information, and mentally calculated the final payment to Riri Yamabuki.

He came up with a not-so-great number.

No, no, no——the Mafia family at the port has a big business, and the final payment is just a mere amount!How could he stump the witty him!

Osamu Dazai was in a bad mood. He thought that nine out of ten mercenaries would die in the hands of the enemy. If they were all dead, there would be no balance to pay, so he only applied to Mori Ogai for the deposit.

Facts tell him: whoring people for nothing will not kill them, and sooner or later they will be punished.

All thinking is instantaneous, and half a second later, Osamu Dazai blinked his light-colored kite eyes while maintaining the posture of being pinched by the throat of fate.

The handsome black-haired boy used his beauty as a blade, and was invincible in the past battlefields. No matter how hard-hearted people were, he was willing to kill anyone for him.

Osamu Dazai lowered his head a little, his forehead hair brushing the snow-white bandage wrapped around his face.

He was originally controlled by others, and when he showed weakness, he looked pathetic. Osamu Dazai said with full expectation:

"Can I take credit..."

"boom!"

Riri Yamabuki smashed the cement building behind Osamu Dazai with a single-handed hammer, the gravel splashed everywhere, and the loud sound covered the unfinished words in Osamu Dazai's throat.

She asked peacefully: "What were you talking about just now? I didn't hear clearly."

Osamu Dazai shook his head desperately: "No, no, I didn't say anything! Calm down! You must keep calm!"

In fact, when he heard Riri Yamabuki asking himself "I want money or my life", Osamu Dazai didn't panic at all, he didn't panic at all, he was as steady as a tumbler.

He wasn't afraid of death, not at all.

But he is afraid of pain!

It is absolutely painful for her to beat someone, just looking at it hurts, as if her own bones are crushed into slag together with the cement behind her.

In the eyes of Riri Yamabuki, the hardest bone in the human body is no different from a sliver of corn that can be crushed when pinched. Extreme violence is the most unreasonable rule, and all schemes must give way to this.

It's too shameful to die from whoring and repaying debts, and Osamu Dazai thinks it can't be done.

He's just a pussy kitten, and that shouldn't be.

The first thing to do is to pay the balance.

Although Riri Yamabuki could easily kill Osamu Dazai, he lost money except for a bad breath.

Not only can they not get back so many head wages, but they have to do one more white job, which makes people angry when they think about it, and the more they think about it, the angrier they get.

She tightened the fingers pinching Dazai Osamu's jaw inward, pinching out a small purple bruise on the boy's fair face.

Osamu Dazai was in pain, and looked at Riri Yamabuki with dissatisfaction.

The expression of pretending to be pitiful when showing weakness disappeared in the gloomy and cold expression, and the dangerous temperament unique to Mafia's senior management was fully revealed.

Looking at the entire port of Mafia, the most feared person is not Mori Ogai as the leader, nor Chuya Nakahara who can manipulate gravity like a god.

It's the person in front of him.

There is a saying in the world: For Dazai's enemies, the greatest misfortune is to become Dazai's enemies.

A man like a devil.

"Are you dissatisfied?" Riri Yamabuki lifted Osamu Dazai's jaw and looked at him without fear, "I am the one who should be dissatisfied."

"Have you figured out how to pay the balance? I can accept cash, check, bank card, gems and antique works of art."

Her dark golden eyes were calm, and because of her closeness, her cold long hair slid down Dazai's neck like a snake's kiss.

If Yamabuki Riri was afraid of the port Mafia, she would never accept Dazai Osamu's commission.

Osamu Dazai caught a glimpse of Riri Yamabuki's clenched fist in his other hand from the corner of his eye.

It hurts, it hurts just to look at it, it is more terrifying and inhuman pain than being beaten up by a dwarf.

Osamu Dazai weighed it in his heart:

Is it more painful to be caught stealing Zhongya's black card?

Or is it more painful to be executed by Yamabuki Riri now?

Only A and B, no option C?

Can Nakahara Chuya and Yamabuki Riri fight?The two of them are in pain, but Osamu Dazai doesn't need to be in pain.

He's such an unremarkable little genius.

Dazai Osamu tried to save his pinched jaw while thinking, he decided to appease Riri Yamabuki first, and diverted the conflict with the sentence "Don't beat me, I will steal the little man's black card to pay your debt".

Very good, perfect, as expected of him with perfect speech skills.

Osamu Dazai gave himself a thumbs up in his heart.

He organized his words, thinking in his heart that although Riri Yamabuki's appearance disrupted his plan, she was so efficient.

The extra time is not only enough for Osamu Dazai to clear the new game, but also free time for his daily self-shark entertainment.

Maybe today I can find a beautiful lady who is willing to die in love with him.

Osamu Dazai looked up at the beautiful, cloudless and sunny day, and decided to use the weather as an opening statement to explain this beautiful misunderstanding.

"The weather is really nice today." Osamu Dazai's eyes returned to Riri Yamabuki's face.

He saw the black-haired girl who heard his nonsensical opening remarks tilt her head, with a little confusion in her eyes.

She is really beautiful, one in a million good-looking, and her skin and bones are amazing.

What stands out more than appearance is Shanbuki's law-based temperament, the indifference of Lingling sentient beings on the top of the snow-capped mountains, and the unique dark golden eyes add inhuman qualities. Apart from danger, they are inhuman, and the sense of distance is stretched to the maximum. .

Under such a premise, Namo's confusion caused by Osamu Dazai's words dilutes her sense of inhumanity, and the unexpected contrast turns out to be a little cute.

Just looking into those eyes, Osamu Dazai's words turned a corner for some reason, and the key words "white prostitution, black card, game, self-shark, martyrdom" in his mind were rearranged and rearranged, and blurted out without going through the brain :

"The weather is so nice, beautiful sister, do you want to die in love with me?"