[Comprehensive] Tucao is the king of gold

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Nakahara Chuya's gaze focused on the young man.

The former King of Sheep, the current cadre of Hong Kong gangsters, and the young man known as the "Gravity Manipulator" stared at the petite young man dangerously.

—Like a lion sizing up his prey.

Yamamoto stood up abruptly.

"Ok?"

In fact, Zhongyuan, who was not so fierce, also made a suspicious voice.

"My companion."

So Zhongyuanzhong also looked away.

Takeshi Yamamoto scratched his head, and found that the scene did not seem to be as expected, so he stood beside Tsunayoshi with the wooden knife in his hand, showing a protective posture.

On the contrary, Zhong Yuanzhong also sneered.

"Sorry, my friend didn't understand the rules and ran to 'this' indiscriminately," Tsuna glanced at the classmate who was covering her mouth and forced herself to keep silent, looking at Nakahara Nakaya, but she was still in a calm mood. Light look.

"However, it seems that now is not a good time to reminisce about the old days," he said slowly, "It's inconvenient for us to bother you, so let's visit again in a few days."

Zhongyuan Zhong also still has that unruly appearance, but it has softened a little visibly to the naked eye.

He nodded, making a gesture of please.

"Please help yourself."

There are only a handful of people in Yokohama who can use the word "please" in Hong Kong's gravity manipulation, so even in panic, the man dripping with cold sweat turned his head and looked over.

who is it?

With only a little reason left, he urged him to think, but he couldn't think of when Yokohama had such a number one person.

The man's remaining rationality tried his best to support his thinking, and he couldn't figure it out under the current situation.

At this time, Zhong Yuanzhong had also turned his head.

The cadres of the Hong Kong gangsters are now between the ages of teenagers and youths. Although they can be called petite, they occasionally look like ordinary good boys who obey the law and help their grandparents cross the street. Treating him as a child or a good person, even a good talker, will make those who treat him like this fall hard.

When the emotionless gaze from those cold blue pupils was projected on him, the man suddenly realized this.

So I finally realized my mistake.

He was wrong.

Even if it was true that Osamu Dazai and Zhongyuan Chu were at odds as rumored, it would not be his turn to speak out from an outsider.

The person standing in front of him is not a kind person who can help an old lady cross the street, but a Hong Kong gangster "gravity manipulator" who is said to be able to solve a family by himself.

The man's face paled visibly to the naked eye.He is like an ant in front of the gravity manipulator of Hong Kong, and he can't even be put in the eyes of the teenager.

The man who was well versed in the punishment of Hong Kong gangsters for violators of the "rules" turned his eyes to look in the direction of the young man, but saw that the other party put all his heart and soul on the young man opposite him.

The two teenagers who were not much different chatted calmly in the dark, as if they were not in the streets and alleys of Yokohama where transactions were conducted, but in their own living room.After exchanging pleasantries, Sawada Tsunayoshi said that it was too late and some people would be worried if he didn't return, Fangtong said goodbye to Nakahara Nakaya.

"I'm the one who caused trouble for Chuya-kun tonight." Tsuna finally nodded towards Zhongya Zhongya, obviously having a good impression of this young man who had a relationship with him before, "Whenever you have time, Zhongye-kun , let’s come out and talk about the old days.”

Zhong Yuanzhong also glanced at him and exchanged greetings.

Tsuna took Yamamoto and his classmates away.

Zhongya Zhongya turned his head after seeing the King of Gold leave with the two ordinary teenagers, and looked contemptuously and disdainfully at the man who was thinking about something and his face was already ashen.

"So——now it's time to cook for you."

The boy's black leather shoes kicked on the ground, together with the sound of water droplets falling to the ground from nowhere, there was an indescribable charm in the darkness.

He also heard the sound of the black suit stepping forward to light a cigarette for Zhongyuan Zhongye. In the darkness, the red sparks flickered in front of the boy, and the smoke enveloped the face of the boy who was originally invisible in the darkness.

"Then, let's talk about it now," Nakahara Chuya turned his head, and put the cigarette in his bony hand to his side, the young man's eyes were especially sharp and clear in the smoke, "Your plan for that guy Dazai How much do you know?"

The man opened his mouth, his voice was stuck in his throat and he couldn't make it no matter what.

He wants to ask you whether this sentence is for Hong Kong gangsters or what, and he wants to explore the meaning behind this sentence in detail.In the end, the man just widened his eyes and let out a dejected sigh.

accomplice.

The word came to the man's mind.

Such a question and Chuya Nakahara's gesture nothing more than showed the relationship between the two of them.

It's just that he doesn't know whether the so-called cadre Dazai's plan to usurp the throne that he knows is the intention of these two people or the conspiracy of Hong Kong gangsters.

But now it has nothing to do with him.

Curiosity killed the cat.

I just didn't expect that one day he would become that cat too.

"Curiosity will kill the cat," Tsunayoshi said solemnly after leaving the land of right and wrong.

As he spoke, he took out a rabbit-shaped spray from his pocket.

Under the watchful eyes of Yamamoto and passer-by A, Wang Quanzhe, holding a rabbit spray in his hand, smiled amiably, and slapped passer-by A twice.

"So the best way is not to be curious from the beginning," he turned his head after spraying the spray, and explained to his friends who watched him finish all this, "Would you like to try Yamamoto?"

"Hey ha ha ha what is this?" Yamamoto leaned forward curiously, eye to eye with the golden rabbit spray.

"It's a recent new toy," Tsuna handed it to him friendly and explained, "As long as you spray it twice like before, the person being sprayed will forget what happened in the last hour, in various senses. It’s a pretty handy tool.”

"Hey—it's really amazing," Yamamoto cheered cooperatively, took the cute spray and looked at it carefully, "It's like a tool in a comic."

Tsuna's eyes drifted away. After all, the invention of this thing was indeed researched and produced by the nerds of the research institute using the memory replacer made by Ozu Nakaurahara as a prototype. I didn't expect it to be on the list as soon as I got it. Useful.

However, it is better not to share this kind of details with friends for the time being.So he just looked at Yamamoto with a crooked smile, and pointed to the spray on the opponent's hand.

"Would you like to try to play, Ah Wu?"

Yamamoto has always been a smart boy, he reached out to take the spray and played with it over and over again.

"It's amazing." The boy said so, raised the spray to face himself, stared at the bewildered rabbit's head for a long time before turning his head.

"Is this the new toy Ah Gang bought? What's in it? Mosquito repellant?"

"No, it's actually chili water."

Yamamoto had a clear face.

"Then we can use this just now." He touched the wooden knife behind him eagerly, "Your chili water and my wooden knife, we can definitely win the mafia game just now!"

Gangji: "Huh?"

Yamamoto looked at him strangely, "Couldn't it be a mafia game just now? Did we lose because we were discovered... Well, we will win back next time. Don't be too sad, Gang."

Tsuna had a "I knew it" expression.

"as long as you are happy."

He said with a face full of words.

**

"Are you happy to be back in Japan?"

The young man asked this, holding a red glass bead in his hand, and looked out of the window through the glass bead with one eye open.

In front of him is a whole glass window, and outside the window is the unique scenery of the upper floor.Obviously, the young man's words were not addressed to the void.

There was also nothing behind him, but as the young man's words fell, light purple smoke gradually overflowed.

"Kufufufufu, you are the same as before, you have to calculate everything," the boy's voice came from the purple smoke, and the black-haired boy—or Dazai Osamu turned around holding his glass bead, Through the red glass beads, the kite-colored eyes stared fixedly at a certain guest who had come across the ocean in front of him.

After staring at it for a long time, he showed a gentle smile that didn't show anything when he looked closely.

"Of course,"

He said so, as if he heard extremely high praise.

Liudao Mu glanced over, and the boy in front of him didn't seem to have changed much from the last time he saw him.

Although his stature has elongated a bit due to the growth of age, but the black slightly curly short hair with white bandages between the hair, the disgusting tone of speech, and the rotten breath that can be smelled from afar It is the same as in memory.

But the other party probably viewed him the same way.

Liu Dao Mu snorted coldly in his heart, but there was a smile on his face.

If there is a third person present at this time, it is certain that the smiles on the faces of these two people who hate each other and have to meet here are almost identical.

It's disgustingly hypocritical.

But today, neither of them came here to disgust each other, the unnecessary greetings were naturally omitted, and the two who were similar laughed at the same time.

"Since you left the Avengers Prison, it means that the King of Gold has returned."

Osamu Dazai, who possesses an intelligence network that astonishes countless people, knew of the previous deal between the Golden Clan and Rokudokoku. He opened his hands and sat on the seat not far behind him with a clatter, like a frail child sitting on an adult. chair.

After dancing like this for a while, he leaned forward, crossed his hands in front of his face, covering most of his expression.

"Then, no need to talk nonsense, the King of Gold will be handed over to you. If you just hold him back and don't let the King of Gold get involved in the ensuing turmoil, you can still do it, right?"

The young man turned his head slightly, light and shadow formed a beautiful picture behind him, and he only called out the other party's name softly.

"Six Lords."

After a long silence, kufufufu's laughter came out of the thick fog, but he didn't answer his words, and the words he said also carried some sarcasm.

"You are crazy."

The pair of eyes that seemed to be able to see through people's hearts stared at Dazai Osamu, and Rokudo Mukuro's figure emerged from the thick fog, making a conclusion in a strange and ironic tone.

But Osamu Dazai didn't feel annoyed by it or anything else, he even tilted his head, looking very innocent like an ignorant child.

"Well, can't you?"

he asked, his tone slow.It seemed that he didn't care, and it seemed that he had a chance to win.

Liu Dao Mu sneered, but did not refuse.

"For the sake of..."

As he said this, his figure gradually became blurred behind the thick fog.

When the dense fog cleared completely, Osamu Dazai started to move like clockwork.

He tilted his head, restraining his smile.

After the smile that made this skin look a bit innocent and gentle subsided, the cadre Dazai who made many opponents fearful was sitting there.

He sat on the task chair expressionlessly, his eyes staring into the void.

He was wrapped in silence until the knock on the door broke the silence.

It was Nakahara Chuya who came, and Nakahara Chuya, who was rumored to be extremely at odds with Dazai's cadre, entered the room with a cold face, and closed the door behind him.

"Hey, Dazai," he said impatiently, "Sawada Tsunayoshi is coming to Yokohama."

"I know."

Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned, "What are you going to do?"

Osamu Dazai lowered his eyes, played with the glass beads in his hand, and threw them on the table, making a duang sound.

But did not answer the other party.

Seeing this, Zhong Yuanzhong could only click his tongue, turned around and opened the door.

"Anyway, it's good for you to know."

Saying so, he stepped out of Osamu Dazai's room, as if he didn't want to stay here any longer.

After Chuya Nakahara left, Osamu Dazai picked up his glass beads again.

"Of course it went according to plan."

He caressed the round beads with lowered eyes, his voice was low and murmured.

"Stupid little dwarf."

Nakahara Nakahara, who left Dazai Osamu's office at this time, suddenly sneezed.

The domineering young cadre looked around vigilantly, and rubbed the tip of his nose in doubt after confirming that there was no problem.

After walking two more steps, he suddenly remembered something, stopped abruptly, thought for a while and took out his mobile phone.

After a short thought, the order was issued, and by the time he hung up the phone and went downstairs again, Chuya Zhongya's pace had obviously become much lighter.

If it wasn't for his personality, perhaps the boy would still be humming in a good mood.

The cadres who have always belonged to the militant faction blatantly slipped out of the Hong Kong and Black Headquarters, turned into an inconspicuous black spot in the crowd, and left with the huge crowd.

"What do you think?"

On the top of the Hong Kong and Black Headquarters building that the boy hadn't noticed, the man put his hands on the whole French window, looking down at the endlessly flowing street.

After a while, he turned his head, and in his eyes was the figure of Alice who was eating cake not far away.

"Alice-chan~ why don't you talk to me~"

The originally serious expression instantly dissipated, like ice and snow digesting and digesting into a cheerful and rushing river in spring.

But as the guy in front of him has a different ability, even though he looks like a child, Alice knows Mori Ogai's peeing nature well.

For example, at this moment, although the man said he was asking for her opinion, but bet on her little cakes, Mori Ogai must have a plan in advance.

So Alice just ate another little cake one more aww, and jumped off the leader's desk with a thud.

"Anyway, Lin Taro already has an idea," she tried to chew the small cake in her mouth with a puffy face, and her words were slurred because of the things in her mouth.

But Mori Ogai didn't care about these.

He waved his hand to greet the little girl in a small foreign dress to him, took out a handkerchief from his bag, and gently wiped a smear of cream from the corner of Alice's mouth.

"This is not the same," the man squeezed Alice's chin, "I want to hear Alice's opinion."

Alice snorted, and let the other party touch her chin and hair, and didn't pat off the other party's claws until her hands reached her bow tie.

"Anyway, everything is within the scope of your plan," she whimpered, and there seemed to be a lot of dissatisfaction in her words.

"Hey, so Alice looks at me like this?" The man's attention was easily diverted like a cat, and he even stretched out his hand to cover his face, as if embarrassed, "It's really embarrassing."

Alice showed a disgusted expression.

But even so, she still nestled obediently in Mori Ogai's arms, her eyes as blue as the ocean were lively and joyful.

Mori Ogai restrained his smile, hugged Alice in this posture, and looked out the window along the girl's long hair with one hand.

"Even so," he did not deny Alice's accusation that everything was in his plan, but continued very gently, "I am also looking forward to Dazai-kun's choice."

"Is it a guardian, or...?"

The man's whispers reached his ears, and Alice, who had always been arrogant and reckless, blinked blankly and innocently, as well-behaved as a doll.

After a long time, she suddenly let out an ah.

"Rintaro Rintaro Rintaro!" Alice shook her feet vigorously in Mori Ogai's arms, "I want to play with Tsunayoshi!"

She raised her hand like a primary school student, and excitedly offered her wish, "Rintaro, can you!"

Mori Ogai blinked slowly, then patted her on the head, showing a doting smile.

"of course can."

**

Perhaps it is rare to travel on such a large scale. Even with the accompanying teachers, the trip to Yokohama of Class A of Bingsheng Middle School seems to be a lot more free.

On the first night of their arrival, the students visited the night market in Yokohama under the leadership of two teachers.

It doesn't sound like a big deal, but this is Yokohama.It was the Yokohama where it was said that the mafia was rampant and a brick fell down and hit four people, three of them were gangsters and the other one was a gangster family.

The students who had heard anecdotes about Yokohama swallowed their saliva one by one, and followed behind the teachers obediently.

Therefore, when Takeshi Yamamoto and a classmate got lost, everyone in class A of the first year was particularly nervous.

It was the classmate who got lost first, and Yamamoto went looking for him after he found out that the other party was not there. When the teachers found out about it, both of them had already disappeared once.

Mr. Kobayashi took the students back to the hotel where they were resting, while Mr. Yuzhang went to the area he had just passed to look for missing persons.

In the end, it was Sawada Tsunayoshi who should be in the room like everyone else in theory to bring back the two boys.

Mr. Kobayashi, who had been holding his mobile phone just in case, stared at Tsunayoshi closely.

Gang Ji obediently sat across from the other party, her soft and fluffy hair looked particularly urge to touch.

The teacher, who naturally likes soft and fluffy creatures, squeezed the phone tightly, trying to keep his face sullen so as not to stretch out his claws at the students.

Just, even if you want to rub, touch, and hug, you have to wait until the majestic reprimand is over!

The adult woman who thought this way straightened her back and became more and more serious.

"Hahahahahahaha teacher is too serious," one of the culprits who caused the current situation scratched his head and smiled brightly, "I can see that A Gang is scared by you."

"Huh, huh, huh? Is that so?" Mr. Kobayashi looked at the well-behaved Tsunayoshi Sawada in a hurry, and the other party even blinked at him blankly.

Mr. Kobayashi, who has always boasted that adults do not have the same knowledge as children and remain elegant and dignified, put down his mobile phone. In short, he gave each of the two culprits a heads-up before solving the problem.

It was nearly midnight when the teachers finally let the three teenagers go. The three teenagers were sent back to the room by the two teachers, and the door was hastily closed amidst the kind smiles of the teachers.

too frightening.

The classmate who got lost at the beginning thought that if he knew that he would get lost if he bought a takoyaki, he would never buy rashiko takoyaki, and it would also involve Yamamoto and Sawada... Fortunately, Sawada has someone he knows here. I found myself very quickly...

The classmate who was still an innocent teenager didn't notice something wrong with his memory at all, and even clenched his fists to find time to repay the two classmates.

In the blink of an eye, countless pairs of eyes lit up in the dark room just now.

"Say! Where have you been!"

"Resistance is lenient and confession is strict!"

The teenagers who smuggled into the room of the missing classmates under the eyes of the teachers swarmed up and blocked the teenager who had just returned to the room.

By the next morning, the classmate's missing was found. It has become a story in the class that he accidentally broke into the scene of a gang fight and was found by Yamamoto and Sawada who came to find someone, and finally escaped unscathed.

In a sense, the story that restored the truth was arranged by the teenagers to be highly credible, so they stamped a stamp on Tsunayoshi Sawada as a big boss related to the Yokohama underworld.

Tsuna, who only found out about this at breakfast, drank milk slowly, her face full of innocence and bewilderment.

——He already knew not to underestimate the fighting power of his group of "classmates".

But at any rate, it was just a rumor, and the students were just talking about it. When they saw the soft Tsunaki who got up early last night, he fantasized about the image of a murderous god who stepped on countless corpses to rescue his classmates last night. Replaced by a boy like a rabbit, he finally felt a little more realistic.

Then finally get away from unnecessary speculation.

Seeing the expressions of the students looking at him gradually become normal, Gang Ji seized the time to get up and prepare to leave.

"Sawada."

But there was a classmate's voice.

He followed the voice and saw that the student who didn't communicate much had a weird expression on his face, and he didn't even dare to look at him.

The King of Gold frowned sharply.

But the other party took two steps back as if he was frightened by him, barely stood still and said stumblingly.

"Yes, someone is looking for you."

Tsuna walked to the place where the boy was standing, and immediately understood the reason for the boy's strange expression.

I saw two rows of black suits with sunglasses standing in front of the hotel door, bowing respectfully when they saw him looking over.

A man walked into the hotel wearing the same black suit as the others, and handed over a box respectfully.

"This is the port mafia's apology for disturbing your rest yesterday!" The man's voice was not loud, but full of air, just enough to be heard in the hotel, "Please accept it!"

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