Port Mafia cadre slaughtered online with halo

Nothing special happened this afternoon, whether it was the attacks of those monsters or the assassination activities from other forces, none of them appeared.

When the time came, Nakahara told Osamu Dazai to pay attention to his safety and not to always play dead, so he planned to go home after get off work.

After leaving the chief's office, Nakahara was not at ease and told the colleagues guarding the chief to keep an eye on the chief's office to prevent those monsters that could appear out of thin air from killing Osamu Dazai again when he was away, causing him to Repeat time again.

When the two colleagues saw that Zhong Yuan Zhong also took the initiative to talk to them, their spirits shook, and their eyes showed surprise and anticipation.

However, Nakahara Chuya's words made them feel as if they had been splashed with cold water, from head to toe, and sadness burst out uncontrollably.

They said: "I, we know. Mr. Zhongyuan, whether it is for you or for the entire port of Mafia, we will protect the leader, please don't worry. Even..."

The two looked at each other, and only the two of them could understand the sadness in their eyes.

"Even if you are with the leader, our love for you will not change."

Nakahara Chuya: "......"

The emotions between the two of them seemed to be on a roller coaster, and they became excited again, "Can we, can we continue to like you?"

Nakahara Chuya: "..."

Nakahara Chuya's merciless fist answered the two of them.

He didn't care what "love" these two people said, after all, he was affected by the halo, and there was nothing he could do about it.

What he cared about was that these two guys actually said that he was with the bastard Dazai!

The ghost is with him.

He didn't really believe what Osamu Dazai said before, that the whole port Mafia had misunderstood their relationship. Now walking in the port Mafia building, Nakahara also deeply felt the depth of everyone's misunderstanding.

The entire Mafia building in the port seemed to be shrouded in dark clouds, and the pattering rain was falling.

It wasn't the rain that drifted, it was our broken hearts.

"Mr. Central Plains!"

Seeing that Zhong Yuanzhong was about to walk out of the Mafia building in the port, someone finally couldn't help it.

A colleague quickly came in front of Zhongye Zhongyuan, and the others looked over one after another, pricking up their ears, for fear of missing a punctuation mark by Zhongye Zhongyuan.

Being looked at by everyone like this, Zhong Yuanzhong straightened his hat a little uncomfortably.

Even if he always reminded himself to adapt to such gazes, after all, he would have to be affected by the halo before he got rid of the halo. The earlier he adapts, the easier it will be, but the effect is not great so far.

Nakahara Chuya put down his hat and looked at the colleague.

Being watched by Nakahara Chuya, the colleague blushed.

Nakahara Chuya: "......"

"Say something quickly." After all, they are colleagues, and Zhong Yuanzhong doesn't like to speak harshly to each other.

"Mr. Zhongyuan, if we can be as good as the leader, will you consider us?"

After the colleague asked this sentence, the others all showed nervous and uneasy expressions, as if they were facing a life-or-death decision.

Different from the colorful expressions of other people, Zhong Yuan Zhong also had no expression on his face, and exerted gravity on the person who asked the question.

Colleague, pawn.

Zhong Yuanzhong also glanced at the others, who couldn't help swallowing. They glanced at the person lying on the ground, with a trace of longing on their faces.

It is also a kind of happiness to be treated like this by Mr. Zhongyuan.Mr. Nakahara, please ravage and ravage us as much as you want!

Nakahara Chuya, who understood the expressions of these people: "......"

I have a sentence that I don't know whether to say or not.

No matter whether he said it properly or not, he no longer had the desire to beat up this group of people.

Zhong Yuan Zhong also said: "No matter what rumors you hear, they are not true! I have no improper relationship with gangsters and leaders, so don't spread rumors indiscriminately!"

When everyone heard it, their eyes lit up suddenly, and their faces were filled with festive smiles.

Mr. Zhongyuan actually deliberately explained to me that it has nothing to do with the leader, could it be...Mr. Zhongyuan, he...

One of the three major illusions in life - does he like me?

Thinking of it this way, everyone's hearts suddenly became hot, and even the eyes that looked at other people secretly had a sense of superiority.

Some people are even gearing up, secretly planning to kill those love rivals and prove that they are good enough.

Looking at the people who were caught in an inexplicable situation for some reason, Nakahara Chuya twitched slightly, turned and left.

With a halo on his head, Zhongyuan Zhong didn't dare to stay outside too much.

In his current situation, it might cause congestion, so he still drove all the way home.

Probably because Zhong Yuanzhong also relaxed after arriving home, at the moment he only felt exhausted both physically and mentally.

He dared to say that he was not as tired as he is now even after turning on the filth, probably because he is mentally tired now.

Zhong Yuanzhong also hung his hat and coat on the coat rack, and lay down on the sofa with his eyes closed.

After more than ten minutes, Zhongya Nakahara opened his eyes. He got up and went into the bedroom to find his pajamas, and took the pajamas into the bathroom.

Probably because he forgot to bring something, Zhongya Nakahara came out of the bathroom again.

Xu Shi didn't realize until halfway through undressing, Zhongya Zhongya's shirt was unbuttoned a few times, revealing a piece of pale skin.

Zhong Yuanzhong also took a few steps, and when he was about to step into the bedroom, he stopped suddenly, and he suddenly looked towards the living room.

There is a dazzling golden light in the eyes, and this golden light is very familiar.

Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his eyes and glanced at the golden halo on his head, then looked at the golden light in the living room, frowned, and walked towards the living room.

The thing that shone as arrogantly as the halo around his head was a door.

The golden door stands quietly in the living room, and the shining golden light highlights its presence.

Zhongyuan Zhong also stared at it vigilantly for a while, and then walked around the door.

Looking at it like this, the door is just a door panel. As for what it will be like to open the door from the front, it needs to be verified.

Zhong Yuanzhong also pondered for a few seconds, but decided to open the door and go in to see what would be there.

There is a high probability that the door appears because of the halo. Maybe you can get some information about the halo when you enter it, or even a solution to the halo?

The Central Plains has no choice.

After straightening out his clothes, Zhongyuan Zhong also buttoned them up, grabbed the doorknob with his black gloved hand, and opened the door with a "click".

Inside the door is a not-so-big room, like a meeting room.A long table was placed in the middle of the room, surrounded by six chairs.

In addition, besides his door, there are five other doors on the wall of the room.It's just that these doors are closed tightly, as if waiting for someone to open them.

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked at the room for a while, but didn't go in, but turned his head to look behind the door, which was the entrance of his house.

"This should be another space." Zhong Yuan Zhong also looked away and looked at the room behind the door again, thinking so.

"Click."

There was another sound of opening the door, and Zhongyuan Zhong also looked towards the source of the sound.

It was the door to the right of the door opposite him that opened.

Zhongyuan Zhong also saw this, and became vigilant in his heart, and the supernatural power was about to move.

"That, excuse me." The person who pushed the door said and walked in.

It was a young boy in his teens, with brown hair and brown eyes, a little soft, and looked easy to bully.

However, Zhongyuan Zhong did not let down his guard just because the other party looked harmless like a herbivore, on the contrary, he became more vigilant.

This was not because he felt threatened from the child, but the child's aura was very similar to Osamu Dazai.

This resemblance surprised Nakahara.

If Osamu Dazai is like a bottomless black quagmire, then the child in front of him is like the sky that can contain everything.

What surprised Zhong Yuan was that these two completely different people had the same aura.This kind of breath is very subtle, and Zhong Yuanzhong can't tell what kind of breath it is, it's just his intuition.

"Hello, may I ask this." Tsunayoshi Sawada's voice stopped abruptly, and he looked at the halo on Chuya Nakahara's head in surprise.

Nakahara also looked at the head of Sawada Tsunayoshi, who also had the same dazzling halo on his head.

Same victim.

Nakahara Chuya and Sawada Tsunayoshi thought at the same time in their hearts, they looked at each other, and couldn't help showing a wry smile that both of them understood.

They all understand the same aura and the same suffering.

"Click."

"Click."

The sound of the door opening again.

Before they had time to introduce each other, one looked towards the door on the left, and the other looked towards the door on the right.

Two more people with shining halos walked in.

"Excuse me." The one who spoke was the blue-haired boy who came in from the door on Zhongya's right in Zhongyuan. Although the boy's tone was light, he was quite polite.

As soon as they saw the three of Zhongye from the Central Plains, they greeted each other politely.

The young man who came out of the Central Plains from the opposite door didn't seem to be used to getting along with strangers. He pulled the cloak on his body to cover more than half of his face, and looked around the room uneasily.

"click", "click".

The last two doors also opened.

A blond boy came out from the door on the left hand side of Zhongya Nakahara. The blond boy was wearing a black uniform inside, a golden haori on the outside, and a golden sword with a white handle and a scabbard on his waist.

Xu Shi was somewhat interested in swords, and the young man in a white cloak focused his eyes on the sword.

Unlike the boy in the cloak, Nakahara Chuya, Sawada Tsunayoshi, and the blue-haired boy glanced at the blond boy's blond hair and the halo on his head together, feeling that this boy and the halo are quite a match.

"What's that on your head? It's such a strange shape." The blond boy glanced over Nakahara Nakaya and the others one by one, and landed on the head of the man who came out from the blue-haired boy's right hand.

It was a pink-haired boy in a green school uniform.

The pink-haired boy wears a pair of green glasses. In addition to the shiny golden halo on his head, he also wears a pair of things that look like manipulators and lollipops on his head.

How on earth is this worn?

Everyone thought in unison.

"It's just a hair accessory, don't worry about it."

The voice that suddenly sounded in their minds surprised everyone. After a second of stunned, everyone looked at the pink-haired boy.

The pink-haired boy nodded without trying to hide anything.

"it's me."

Everyone: "!!!!!!"

Compared with other people's astonishment, Zhong Yuanzhong was much calmer.

It's not that he hasn't seen mind-reading related supernatural powers before, besides, there is a Dazai Osamu who doesn't have such supernatural powers but seems to have such supernatural powers by his side, so it's really not surprising.

"It seems that everyone is here." Nakahara Chuya said.

The others also came back to their senses, glanced at the tables and chairs, and then looked at each other again.

After a brief silence, everyone tacitly sat down on the corresponding chairs they came out of.

"Let me introduce myself first." Seeing that no one spoke, Tsunayoshi Sawada broke the silence and said, "Judging from the current situation, we will probably get along for a long time."

Everyone knows why.

"Kuroko Tetsuya, 17 years old, a second-year student at Seirin High School, please give me your advice." Then the blue-haired boy sitting on Nakahara Nakaya's right hand spoke.

When introducing himself, he stood up and bowed to everyone.

"I'm Tsunayoshi Sawada, 18 years old, and a third-year high school student, please give me your advice."

Nakahara looked at Tsunayoshi Sawada who was diagonally opposite, and was a little concerned about him because of his resemblance to Osamu Dazai.

As if aware of Nakahara Chuya's gaze, Sawada Tsunayoshi smiled at Nakahara Chuya after introducing himself, even a simple smile contained tenderness.

What a gentle child.

The Central Plains also want to.

But he couldn't figure out why such a gentle child had the same breath as that mackerel?

"Saiki Kusuo, 16 years old, second grader at Private PK Academy High School." The pink-haired boy named Saiki Kusuo said with a blank expression.

Probably because they are not used to sending words directly to their minds, except Nakahara Chuya, everyone was stunned for a few seconds after Saiki Kusuo spoke.

"My wife Shanyi is 16 years old. Her dream is to marry a girl before she dies." The blond boy named my wife Shanyi smiled brightly, "Listen to me, all the girls I proposed to marry me today have agreed to me , I am super happy now!"

When the five people in Zhongyuan heard it, they moved their eyes up to look at the shining halo. Listening to his words, it seemed that they didn't realize that all this was the reason for the halo?

However, he proposed to a girl at the age of 16?so precocious?

Everyone thought strangely in their hearts, but they didn't say anything.

Seeing that my wife Shanyi had finished speaking, Zhongyuan Zhong also spoke.

"Chuya Chuya, 22 years old."

"Huh?" Hei Zizhe seemed to be surprised, and let out a cry of surprise.

Central Plains Central also saw this, and wondered if his identity as a port mafia cadre had been exposed?

"Student Heizi knows Mr. Nakahara?" Tsunayoshi Sawada asked curiously.

Hei Zizhe also shook his head: "I don't know him. I'm just a little surprised to hear Mr. Zhongyuan's name."

Seeing the puzzled looks of Sawada Tsunayoshi, my wife Zenyi, and the temporarily unknown cloaked boy, Heizi Tetsu also said: "There is a famous poet in our neon literary world called Nakahara Chuya."

"Song of the Goat is his work."

Sawada Tsunayoshi suddenly realized: "I have a little impression."

But my wife Shanyi and the boy in the cloak are still very confused, and even Zhong Yuanzhong is also a little confused.

Is there anyone named Nakahara Chuya in the neon literary world?

It was the first time he knew.

Everyone didn't talk too much about this aspect. After finishing this topic, everyone looked at the cloaked boy who hadn't said a word yet.

Probably because he was not used to everyone's gaze, the boy in the cloak pulled his cloak again to hide his beautiful face, and he said sullenly, "Yamabuki Kunihiro, six to six hundred years old... "

Everyone: "........"

My wife Zenitsu laughed: "Haha, Mr. Yamabagiri is really humorous."

Sawada Tsunayoshi hesitated for a while, and said: "Well, although I also find it a bit unbelievable, Mr. Yamabugiri is telling the truth. My instinct tells me so."

"There is a very beautiful sword in history called Yamabuki Kirihiro."

Hearing Saiki Kusuo's words, Yamabuki Kunihiro frowned like a cat whose tail was stepped on: "Don't call me beautiful!"

Everyone: "........"

Everyone: "........."

Everyone: "!!!!!!"