[Comprehensive] There are always big guys who covet my abilities

"Betrayed Hong Kong gangsters, living without a fixed place..." Dazai slammed his chin on the table and counted his current predicament, looking at me pitifully, "I am still being hunted down by all the dark organizations in Yokohama, smack!" See I ignored him and slapped my right hand next to my plate, "What are you talking about, Zhiyinjiang!"

I swallowed the rice in my mouth and looked at him helplessly: "What do you want me to say?"

Dazai thought for a while, straightened up and said seriously: "Say that you will take me in and advance and retreat with me."

I glanced at him like an idiot: "Are you an idiot? How could I say such incendiary words," pointing to the untouched chicken fried rice bowl in front of him, "Hurry up and go out to find someone Stay in a hotel."

Dazai poked the rice on the plate with a spoon, looked at me with some embarrassment: "But I don't have any money."

"Where's your money?" I was a little speechless. Would the dignified former Hong Kong and black cadres have no money?No matter how you hear it, you don't believe it.

Dazai pointed to the fried chicken cutlet rice in front of me: "The last bit of money in the wallet was used to buy dinner for you, Zhiyin sauce." Seeing that I was about to explode, he paused and explained reluctantly, "I will spend a few days When I defected, I only had time to plant a bomb on Slug’s car, but I didn’t even return home, so now I can say that I’m penniless.”

I was unmoved by Dazai’s cry of poverty, and I complained unmoved: “If you spend the time installing the bomb on going home, you will have money.”

Dazai let out an "Oh~" and then his expression turned into mourning again: "It's too late to say this now, speaking of it... Zhiyin-chan, I only have you now, please take pity on me, please take care~!"

I put the last spoonful of rice in my mouth, wiped my mouth with a tissue after swallowing, and looked at Dazai seriously: "I refuse to take you in, and I don't have any extra money to support you."

Dazai seemed to be choked by my words, he thought for a while and said seriously: "Actually, Zhiyin-chan, you don't need to spend too much money to support me, I will take care of the housework at home, and I will try to save money as much as possible. It’s enough to go to school to earn money without worrying about it outside. How about the proposal that I’m in charge of you and you are in charge of outsiders?”

I:"……..."

I was weirdly silent for a while and replied: "It's not very good." I don't know how to complain about what Dazai said, and this passage really showed his shamelessness vividly.

Dazai did not give up and said: "Don't make a decision so quickly, think it over carefully."

I glanced at the empty plate in front of him, and gave him a formulaic smile: "It seems that you have finished eating, should you go out by yourself or should I send you out?"

Seeing this, Dazai was lying on the table and grasping the edge of the table with both hands, refusing to let go: "I won't leave, I will never leave you, Zhiyinjiang!"

I:"...……"

Reluctantly got up and walked to Dazai, in Dazai's voice: "Don't be so violent... Chiyin-chan, I can do laundry, mop the floor, cook and water flowers, don't drive me away, okay? Chiyin-chan, don't be so heartless!" The lieutenant dragged him to the door, threw him out, and closed the door neatly under his mournful eyes.

Walking to the living room and remembering that he was penniless, he opened the wallet and took out a card, opened the door and stuffed the card into Dazai's hand with a surprised expression on his face: "The password is six zeros," paused Dun added, "Create whatever you want." Then he closed the door again under his dull expression.

When I walked to the dining table and put the dishes in the kitchen sink to be washed, the mobile phone sent a notification sound, and when I opened it, I found that it was a message from Osamu Dazai.

[Zhiyinjiang, don’t you like to eat the steamed buns from Huaxianwu recently?I'll go buy it for you, and I hope you will let me in for the sake of Shui Mantou. 】

This guy Dazai always has a way to make me lose my mind, [I will never take you in, you'd better find a hotel or a hotel to live in now! ] After sending this message to him, he closed his phone and washed the dishes.

After putting the food on the coffee table into the refrigerator, I felt something was wrong. Dazai didn't reply to my message. This is not his usual style.

Maybe I didn't see it, or maybe I didn't see it. Thinking of this, I sat on the sofa and turned on the TV to watch the idol drama that was playing. Five minutes passed... I looked at the time irritably, and another 5 minutes had passed. Dazai still Without replying to the message, I can already confirm what happened to him.

Remembering what he said about being chased and killed by all organizations, he turned off the TV, got up, picked up his mobile phone and slammed the door out.

When I got downstairs, I realized that I didn’t know where to find Osamu Dazai, and my supernatural powers were useless to him. Searching without a goal was like looking for a needle in a haystack. Looking at the Huaxianya in the message he sent me , decided to follow this route to find.

When passing by a street, I heard the sound coming from inside, I stopped and listened a little irritatedly, and felt that it was more important to find Dazai, so I prepared to leave without much entanglement in my heart.

"It's all hurt like this, why don't you tell me?"

"Under the old man's interrogation, there is no one who does not stop talking, even if you are Dazai Osamu, one of the two blacks!"

"Now... the traitor Dazai Osamu."

"It's long-winded, it's all the same anyway."

"Dazai..." The footsteps I had just raised stopped, and I looked solemnly into the dark street, the scattered voices were mixed with Dazai Osamu's name, if Dazai was really inside...

Pulling out the folding knife tied to the thigh, holding it in the palm of the hand, carefully walked in, the sound became louder as I went in, the only thing I can be sure now is that Dazai is really inside.

A few mice that are not afraid of people quickly ran past my feet, and by the moonlight I could clearly see the situation at the end of the street

Dazai sat leaning against the wall and stretched out his hands to cover his abdomen, blood seeped out from between his fingers, it looked like he was injured indistinctly, but I couldn't see his expression clearly because I lowered my head.

Standing in front of him were two men, one of whom was about twenty years old with dazzling red hair and a long scar running from his chin to the corner of his eye, which should have been scratched by a knife, and he was carrying a Taidao.

The other is a middle-aged man in his 40s, with a blond crop cut and a good-natured face, but the strong muscles all over his body are extremely explosive, and he is not easy to deal with at first glance.

"Ha... who are you?" The man with the scar was the first to notice me and turned his head to look at me fiercely, "You better keep your mind on your own business, little girl!"

"This is just a matter between us and him. If possible, I hope you go out now, so as to keep you safe." The middle-aged and good man seemed to persuade me to stay away from danger, but I knew that as soon as I turned around His hand with the gun in his pocket will send me to heaven without hesitation.

"It's you... Zhiyinchan, I'm so sorry to let you see me in such a mess." Dazai raised his head and looked at me calmly, as if he wasn't surprised why I suddenly appeared here.

Looking at Dazai's appearance at this time, I felt a little irritated for some reason, and asked him indifferently, "Where's the water bun you went to buy?"

Hearing my question, Dazai raised his mouth slightly: "I'm sorry, I was robbed by these two, I'll make it up for you later on with the water bun."

I glanced at the two people standing in front of Dazai and said with some disappointment, "It's a pity, I still really want to eat steamed buns."

"Cut...don't pretend we don't exist anymore!" The two of them instantly understood that Dazai and I knew each other, and the man with the scar rushed towards me quickly holding the sword.

I leaned back and dodged the blade, then stabbed the folding knife in my hand at his shoulder at a strange and tricky angle. Blood splashed out amidst his screams of pain, and I grabbed his right wrist and twisted it hard. With a crisp sound of bones, I caught the Taidao that fell out of his hand.

Immediately afterwards, I kicked his kneecap, dodged the bullet shot at me by the middle-aged good man, grabbed Scarface's hand and threw him against the wall, and he fell from the wall to the ground and rolled After two laps, I struggled and couldn't get up.

As soon as I turned around, I saw a middle-aged man kicking towards my chest. Before I could dodge, I crossed my hands to protect my chest. Then I was kicked to the wall. When I landed, I ran a few steps to the side. A bullet hit where I was just now.

No wonder Osamu Dazai would be defeated by their hands. With his low force value, he had no choice but to admit defeat when he met a slightly stronger opponent.

"Ahem...!" After dodging all the bullets, my body staggered and half knelt on the ground. Although I used my arms to resist part of the force of his kick towards me, I still felt abnormal churning in my chest cavity. I am definitely no match for this middle-aged good man in physical skills.

But it's just physical skills, a cold light flashed in his eyes to activate his ability, and then the middle-aged good man who was about to rush towards me stared blankly in place, I stood up and patted the dirt on my body and raised a mocking smile.

Under my order, the middle-aged good man first removed his left arm, and then shot his knees and abdomen. After that, he raised his hand and threw the gun to me as if he felt no pain.

I caught the gun and didn't look back, raised the gun and hit the scarred man who was limping towards me on the shoulder, and he screamed and fell to the ground.

Released the control of the middle-aged good man and watched him sitting against the wall, trying to get up but fell to the ground again because of the gunshot wound to his knee.

I gave him a cold look, put away my gun and ran to Osamu Dazai, squatted down, looked him up and asked, "How are you?"

"It's nothing..." Dazai's face was extremely pale, and his words were weak.

I removed his hand covering the wound, unbuttoned the shirt soaked in blood, looked at the knife wound on his abdomen that was bleeding continuously, and then looked at the sword I took from the man with the scar. Dazai’s wound was definitely like this Made with a knife.

Dazai smiled weakly at me and teased, "Zhiyin-chan, you're still thinking about molesting me at this moment, isn't it good?"

I glared at him: "If you want your clothes to stick to the wound, I can cover it for you."

With such a large amount of bleeding, if the bleeding is not stopped in time, it may cause shock. The bandage wrapped around Dazai's arm is full of blood and cannot be used, and there is nothing around him that can stop the bleeding. Looking at the white shirt on his body, Dazai slightly With surprised eyes, he tore the white shirt on his body into a navel-baring outfit.