[Comprehensive] World Treasures

Too grassy.

The Bafang beauty stood still, the surroundings were dim, but one could clearly see the bloodstains under her feet.

If time could go back and let her go back to the time when Shengguang said she was lucky, she would definitely, without hesitation, shoot Shengguang on the wall.

—Speaking of which... I don't feel panicked at all.

Bafang looked up at the ceiling melancholy, feeling helpless as he became more and more used to the sudden time travel.

In addition to the sound of blood dripping on the ground, there seemed to be a man being violent in the corner with light in the distance, and it hurt to hear anything hitting the wall.

The man's voice was extremely irritable, and his mouthful of swear words jumped out quickly, and it sounded like he was not in a stable mental state.

"Fuck, the little bastard from the port mafia dares to play me!! Bring me back!! You just wait to die!!"

Port... Mafia?

Bafang Beauty paused when she was about to go up to claim justice, and she was still wary of the suffix Mafia.

She tried to summon the dagger, and Xiao Ye left Wenzi standing behind her. She wanted to go to the place where the sound came from, but was stopped by Bafang.

Bafang made a booing gesture towards him, tried hard to avoid the blood on the ground in the dark, hid behind the cover and carefully looked towards the place where the sound came from.

It's not that she's afraid, it's just that if she doesn't have the brains to rush forward, what if Waiyi saves the wrong person?At that time, it will be very embarrassing to misidentify good and bad.

In addition to Xiaoye holding a dagger in his hand, Bafang is also considered an armed player holding a Taidao.

According to Sanri Yue Zongjin, this situation of having several knives by his side at the same time can be achieved as long as there is sufficient spiritual power.

——Cold weapon, really easy to use.

Bafang is still observing the situation here, and there is a voice that is different from the rough voice.

"Ah... you finally came to save me."

The boy's voice had a rising ending, and he seemed to be in a happy mood.

No one else was around.Bafang's pupils shrank, and at the same time the man who was beating stopped.

"There are still accomplices? Haha, there are not enough people killed by us."

Bafang: What kind of accomplice, I'm not, I don't.

But in this situation, if he doesn't go out, he will find him.After all, the young man who was beaten put himself in the same camp with one sentence, and explaining will only make this kind of person feel that you are showing weakness.

——Forget it, although I don't really want to contribute in vain, let's help him deal with this man for the time being.

Bafang walked into the light holding the Taidao, and Xiaoye Zuoziwen followed closely behind.

The boy sitting on the ground found her direction almost instantly, and blinked at her lightly, which was regarded as a friendly gesture.

Bafang was surprised that the other party could still have such a keen perception after being beaten. The bandaged boy licked off the blood from the corner of his mouth, raised his eyes and smiled at the beauty of Bafang, but his eyes were icy cold.

Bafang and him looked at each other and then looked away. She looked around in the bright place and saw the scattered corpses scattered all over the place. The bloody smell made Bafang almost vomit.

——She hasn't experienced the real battlefield much, so it's normal for her to be confused by such a situation.

The man standing over there was full of hostility. When he saw her face, he paused first, and then showed a disgusting smile.

"When did the port mafia have such a beautiful girl, come here brother..."

Before the words fell, Xiao Ye Zuo Wenwen rushed up, raised his leg and kicked the man's chin fiercely, and then landed on the man's waist and abdomen with a short knife.

Bafang was dumbfounded when he saw the child ruthlessly attacking others.

"...Dead, dead?"

"Don't worry, he didn't kill him, at most he was a vegetable."

Bafang breathed a sigh of relief, the young man with his wrists tied behind him fixedly looked at her, and suddenly laughed.

With difficulty, her eyes turned away from Xiao Ye, and then turned to the young man, the sword moved forward defensively, with the tip pointing towards the young man, and Osamu Dazai noticed the subconscious frown.

There was a stalemate for a while.

She chose not to pay attention to Osamu Dazai's laughter, put away the sword first, and squatted down to wipe off the blood stains on Xiao Ye's face.

"Xiaoye, you go to the side first, and I'll take care of it here."

Xiaoye Zuowen grasped the corner of his clothes uneasily, wanted to ask something but did not dare to open it, Bafang has always loved this kind of restrained child 100%, suddenly the mother's love surged, let him just say what he wanted to say.

"I want to ask you when you can go back."

Bafang:?

Some things are not good to say in front of outsiders.

Bafang didn't know where Xiaoye said he was going back, and he couldn't deal with the child, so he could only tell him softly that he would go and see if he had the chance.

After solving the children's matter, Bafang stood up and turned to look at Osamu Dazai.

Of course she wouldn't be so naive as to save anyone she saw, not to mention that there was blood flowing here, no matter how normal a teenager should be, he shouldn't be as calm as him.

Osamu Dazai bent his eyes, there seemed to be nothing in those pupils, and it seemed that a black storm was brewing.

Bafang also looked at him with a smile, and the knife he had just withdrawn appeared in his hand unceremoniously.

"Leave your back to the enemy, okay?"

Bafang hooked his lips, turned the Taidao and stabbed backwards. Because of his height, he just stabbed at the waist and abdomen of the man who had just got up, which was regarded as a repair.

Whether this man will die or not will be discussed later. If it is a mafia fight, it doesn't matter if he is dead, right?

Bafang bent his eyes and thought so.

"Sorry, I know I need to make up the knife."

Bafang cleaned up the mess, knelt down behind him, watched the rough hemp rope start to work, tied a knot with force, then tied a bow with the extra rope, and rubbed the boy's soft black hair after he finished.

Dazai:?

"Just please come with us."

Unexpectedly, Osamu Dazai obediently followed behind, his leisurely look did not look like he had been beaten before, nor did he seem to be tied up by a stranger and walked behind as a hostage.

Xiaoye looked up at him, compared him with her brother in every aspect, and felt that the decadent Osamu Dazai was uncompetitive, so she didn't continue to struggle.

The place where Rush seemed to be a warehouse, neither too big nor too small, Dazai Osamu staggered behind, Bafang thought about it, and felt that he had to heal his wounds first after going out.

She asked Xiaoye to supervise Dazai who was walking slowly behind, and pushed open the rusted iron door by herself.

then.

"Too-zai-!!"

Accompanied by an angry roar, a certain orange-haired boy raised his leg and kicked at the face of the all-round beauty.

"Sorry, I didn't mean it."

Bafang beauty held Xiaoye Zuowenzi's hand and smiled, and the black air exuded made Zhongyuan Zhong also more restrained.

The 15-year-old boy didn't have much experience with girls, and his sullen apology was more like provocation.

Bafang didn't answer. She thought of the boy's kick that almost made a hole in the ground, and the back of her teeth hurt.

Fortunately, her reflexes were fairly strong, and she quickly squatted down and staggered the attack before that kick came over, otherwise it would be hard to say what was happening to her face now.

Neither of them introduced their identities too much, but as a black household, if Bafang didn't want to sleep on the street, he had to find a place to take him in.

The port mafia...doesn't quite fit the status of a hero.

"Are you part of the Harbor Mafia?"

Nakahara Nakaya, who was about to drive, paused.

"Although I can't control you, I still want to say that minors cannot drive."

"...It's far away from the port mafia headquarters, Dazai's injury will worsen if we don't drive there."

What's more, he was covered in blood, so no driver would feel at ease to pick him up.

The boy in the black windbreaker was humming a song, the lazy tune permeating the night, his voice itself was a little crisp, and it was very comfortable to listen to.

Bafang glanced at him sideways.

The injury on the boy's body has not been checked, and if it goes on like this, it may leave sequelae. After all, the previous voice should be quite serious.

"Osamu Dazai."

Bafang called him by first and last name.

"You need treatment. If it's like Mr. Zhongyuan said, I still have you to use my account to settle."

Next to him, Zhong Yuanzhong also pulled his hoodie to cover the upper half of his face, leaning against the wall and kicking stones boringly.

"You can just call me Zhong, Mr. Zhongyuan is too strange."

Osamu Dazai blinked, without any movement, just talking in a lazy tone, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

"If you have to settle accounts, you can die for love."

Bafang quickly stopped Xiaoye from coming forward, and Zhongyuan Zhong also rolled his eyes and said that he was like this ghost again.

"Your occupation with a very high mortality rate should have medical equipment, right?"

Bafang sighed, and raised his head to ask while appeasing the child. Although Zhongya Zhongya seemed reluctant, he answered quickly.

"There is a first aid kit and a box of bandages in the car. I'll bring them if I need them."

Bafang nodded, and asked Xiaoye, who was emotionally unstable, to go back to Honmaru first, and waited for Zhongyuan Zhongya to return.

Osamu Dazai, who was idling by the side, swayed over, the wounds on his face were cleaned up, and there were still some marks that hadn't been removed.

"Bafang-san, what's the point of being injured, recovering, being injured again, going back and forth to recover, and still look the same in the end?"

Bafang: It’s so profound, I’m too lazy to answer.

"Please sit down with your back to me and take off your shirt first."

She didn't have much affection for this dark-haired boy who seemed to have a high IQ and was not easy to mess with. She felt uncomfortable when she first saw it.

——He is different from all the teenagers that the Bafang beauties met.

Osamu Dazai is like an empty shell that can talk, walk, and breathe, living alone in the world.

Deadly loneliness, deadly arrogance.

What a strange person.

Dazai was stunned for a while, and obediently began to take off his shirt.

Probably Zhongyuan Zhong also parked the car far away, so he couldn't come back for a while.

Ba Fang looked at the criss-crossed scars on his back in a daze, then stretched out his hand and slid down the longest one.

The young man seemed to tremble, Bafang noticed his overstepping, and just as he was about to take back his hand, he heard the young man speak in a young voice, the voice seemed to be scattered in the wind.

"I don't know."

Dazai's voice was tinged with doubt, he couldn't see his expression when he sat in front, and Bafang couldn't poke someone's wound.

The two reached a strange harmony.

"I was thinking, what would happen if I was beaten to death... It really hurts too much, so I'll change the way of death next time."

When Ba Fang heard such a speech, he immediately bent his fingers and tapped his head.

Osamu Dazai took an inch and leaned back, slamming into Bafang's arms with injuries all over his body.

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