See the spirit boy Gangji

"This is really a dark and windy night, a day of murder and arson."

"The beating is too fierce. Bullets and gunpowder are like free money. What should I do if these things accidentally injure innocent people? My life is very precious!"

The boy who belonged to the boy appeared next to the spellcaster with a somewhat complaining and lazy voice. The dog curled back and turned around abruptly, and slid back about five meters, staring at his right side, wondering when it appeared juvenile.

The black hair was slightly curled up, and the suit of the same color seemed to be a size too big, and it was a bit baggy and ill-fitting.

The right eye of the curly-haired boy was still tied with a white bandage. At this moment, he was looking sideways at the spellcaster who was staring at him vigilantly, like a resting crow.

"Hey, don't be so nervous, don't you all come here to hide from the gunfire?" With a smile on his face, the young man patted the container behind him, seemingly harmless: "Isn't it?"

When was this person behind him?Why didn't self-feeding I and II notice it? !Gou Juanji clearly saw the large black and strange aura on his body.what happened?Conjurer?

Ok?

Osamu Dazai tilted his head slightly.

The direction of the opponent's pupil line of sight is toward the right rear of oneself.The iris eyes rolled back slightly.

No life was seen in the peripheral vision.

"The uniform you wear is so interesting." Osamu Dazai could barely see the dark blue costume of the opposite person under the dim moonlight.The position of the neckline should be deliberately elongated to cover the mandible. Is there any defect in the position of the lips?Or is it some other hidden glyph that can't be seen?

"Didn't you just talk? Why are you ignoring me now?"

The curly-haired boy propped one hand on the box next to him, sat up on it, and kicked the iron box behind him with his heels.

The distribution of body muscles makes people feel slender, but the overall feeling is still very strong, and it is obviously not the same level as the shopping ants next to them.Osamu Dazai stared at the other party unabashedly.

His temperament doesn't look like a scorpion, could it be that he is a student?

"What are you doing here?" Osamu Dazai asked curiously, "A resident who entered by mistake? Why didn't you speak?"

Goujuanji didn't want to answer the boy in front of him.He took another step back, quickly scanned the scene in front of him, and prepared to escape from the black pipe next to him.

But Osamu Dazai obviously didn't intend to just let anyone leave the "crime scene" directly.

"Moshi Moshi~" Osamu Dazai yelled loudly in the shape of a trumpet, and now he was not afraid of being hit by the hail of bullets: "Is Akutagawa there? If he is, help me stop the guy in front of me!"

The dog curled the spine and rolled over, rubbing the rough surface of the concrete floor and sliding straight, the sand splashed, and three cracks appeared directly at his original position, just like a beast reversed and scraped. If it fell on a person, don't worry I also know that immortality is also disabled.

The spell master heard a suppressed cough, and a young man with a pale complexion like a tuberculosis patient came out of the shadows, like highlights, his black hair was slightly tipped with a very conspicuous white.The young man's expression was ferocious, and the black clothes on his body danced wildly in the air, like sharp black claws, making a sharp sound piercing the air.

"Akutagawa, I just asked you to stop him?"

"Your actions are too rough." Osamu Dazai punished the boy in front of him who looked about his age in a cold tone:

"What if I accidentally amputate someone in the middle, it's very troublesome to connect the intestines."

"Yes!! I'm very sorry Mr. Dazai! It was my mistake!" And the boy's performance was almost neurotic and sensitive, with unusual sincerity and fear, and then he stared at the lower half of the mask in front of his eyes with strong hostility. The face of a dog with curly spines.

Gou Juanji broke into a drop of cold sweat. As a magician, he seldom attacks ordinary people. He deals more with his companions and spell spirits. He can say that things like black | hands | party shopping scene are just Saw it on TV.

Especially looking at the young man who was about the same age as him in front of him, he directly said topics such as "cutting the intestines" and "killing people", which brought a shock to Goujuan, who aimed to kill the curse spirit to protect ordinary people.

From the attack of Akutagawa in front of him just now, he has already seen that the opponent may be a so-called "supernatural person".

The dog Curly Thorn couldn't help guessing the curly-haired boy sitting on the box next to him watching the show condescendingly.

The other party directly issued orders to the "supernatural person" in front of him, indicating that he was a higher-level figure, so what is his special ability?

Will it be stronger?

The spell master dodged the attack of the black cloth again. The black cloth was sharper than a sword, and almost cut the flesh.

This is not good, I am not suitable for a long battle!

Dog Curlthorn is very clear about his own shortcomings in battle. In a sense, humans are indeed more troublesome than magic spirits. If he is caught, it is obviously more troublesome.

The spellcaster unzipped his collar.

The curly-haired boy raised his eyebrows.

The dark round curse marks on both sides of the lips are dim in the night.

The tip of the tongue touched up and down, and the vocal cords vibrated, as if a musical instrument had been accidentally touched and made a low roar.

【Go away——】

Osamu Dazai was overturned by a force that came from nowhere, he fell backwards without a sense of balance, and one foot got stuck on the iron railing on the right side of the box in time, but soon Osamu Dazai felt himself It's better to just fall down and get a concussion, and he hangs upside down on it.

Standing upside down, I saw a dying enemy collapsing and shooting around. Obviously, he was a novice who had just joined the gang. He knew he was going to die, but he didn't have enough awareness, so his psychological endurance was extremely poor.

When the man saw the curly-haired boy with ridiculous posture falling from above on his left side, he noticed the obvious porn suit on his body.In a panic, he pointed the gun at him.

"You, you! I want you to be buried with me!!" The man didn't notice when the artillery fire besieging him had stopped, and the black nozzle was pointed directly at Osamu Dazai's face, and he roared angrily: "I I will kill you first!!!"

The black-haired boy with slightly curly hair looked at him, his iris-colored eyes showed no emotion, as if he was looking at an ordinary stone by the roadside, a dead thing.

is not that right.

"Ah, that's a good idea, but..." The hand wrapped in white bandage stretched out, and flicked towards the trembling barrel of the person in front of him.

"You're already dead."

□□ was knocked down to the ground, accompanied by the man's head, also "gurgling", running away like a football.

"It's so dirty." The blood almost sprayed onto his body indiscriminately.

Dazai was full of disgust, looked at the group of useless subordinates next to him, and ordered him mercilessly:

"Are you quadriplegic or have eye disease?" He said coldly:

"Can't you see that I'm still hanging on it?" It's very uncomfortable to hang upside down on it, and Osamu Dazai felt his head was congested and he was seriously unwell.

After he finished yelling at those subordinates, he hurried forward and put the young mafia cadre down.

The young man tidied up the baggy clothes on his body slightly. To be honest, he really wanted to throw away Mori Ogai's shabby clothes.

Dazai seriously suspected that the perverted old man wanted to make a fool of himself, so he specially chose such a baggy and torn dress for him, the one for the little man was obviously much newer than his own.

The curly-haired boy directly ignored that he and Mori Ogai were still a poor doctor when they met, and began to scold the vicious heart of the boss in his head.

"Mr. Dazai, I apologize to you." Akutagawa Ryunosuke knelt on one knee and lowered his head.

I was so useless, Dazai-san specially ordered him around, but he still let that guy go!Obviously this is a very good opportunity, maybe it will make my husband look at me with admiration! !

"Mr. Dazai, that guy may be some kind of special ability user, I..."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke looked down and saw the black leather shoes passing directly beside him, bringing up a gust of wind, but did not stop at all.

"You, you and you, clean up quickly, this place is a mess, cover up all the traces for me."

The boy's voice was laziness, he casually nodded to a few subordinates, and then yawned: "Hurry up, check the time, it's almost 11 o'clock, I'm going back to sleep! Staying up late will cause sudden death! "

"Where's Tong Ye? Drive me back!"

"Subordinate, my subordinate's name is actually Samu Inoue..." The man said submissively, "Tongye is from Mr. Zhongyuan..."

"Oh, it doesn't matter, I'll call you Kiriha." Osamu Dazai waved his hand casually: "Did you be asked to look for a family named Sawada before?"

Inoue was a little embarrassed, there were too many people named Sawada, how could he find the person this cadre needed casually?They are the mafia/hand/party, and they are not checking people's household registration. Even if there is this business, this cadre will not provide other redundant information. In the past few years, he will ask if he has nothing to do. It is more like reminding himself Don't forget the same.

If it wasn't for the age mismatch, he would have wondered if this "Sawada" was the cadre's son or ex-girlfriend.Otherwise, why always miss it.

Ah, Inoue raised his head and found a pair of iris-colored eyes staring at him.

A drop of cold sweat fell from Inoue.

"Eh? Don't speculate on your boss's mind casually, do you understand?" Osamu Dazai reached out and patted his subordinate on the shoulder.

"drive."

He was going to be sleepy to death, but today he came out after drinking too much, and it turned out to be too boring.

[It was completely ignored. 】

Akutagawa Ryunosuke was still kneeling on the ground with one knee, the rough concrete floor was aching with a thin layer of cloth, his knee was aching, his head was hanging tightly, staring at the ground like a dead man.

The people next to him walked past him lightly, no one dared to persuade him to get up, and the sound of breathing became lighter, deeply afraid that this anger would be involved in him.

[Rashomon] The severe blood on his body seemed to merge with the fishy smell in his throat.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke stood up.

He walked up to the corpse whose head had been cut off by himself just now.

The young man stomped on the lump of mud fiercely.

"waste!"

He will definitely catch the guy who got away! ! !

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Update [-]) Sorry for causing trouble to some little angels, next time if there is no protagonist to appear, I will mark it in advance.

感谢在2021-10-1423:18:53~2021-10-1611:13:20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 threw the landmines: one who is not straight in the world;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：洛书38瓶；椒盐海苔19瓶；又又又木_子5瓶；祖国食人花3瓶；夏季夜2瓶；阿尔赫蒂1瓶；

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