[Wen Hao] I worked hard to restore the health of the protagonist group

Outside an ancient castle in the suburbs, a figure quickly shuttled through the jungle, with two guns in his hands like a part of his body. All those who stood in front of him were pierced through the chest by his bullets.

The figure walked into the depths of the jungle through the last rays of sunset.

A soldier who had luckily survived struggled to get up. The next second, a severe pain came from his heart. His face was grim and he lowered his head in disbelief.

A small hand held his heart in its grasp.

The white fingertips were stained with blood. With a slight force, there was a bang, and the heart burst. The man's eyes were bloodshot and his body fell down weakly.

Xie Shuyi wiped his hands on the man's clothes, then disappeared again and followed the uncle silently.

Not far away is a very beautiful European castle. The castle is surrounded by vines, making the place seem even more desolate. The eerie loneliness and the bloody air make it look like a specially prepared grave, a specially customized stage for death.

Odasaku hid behind a tree. After seeing the soldiers left outside the second floor of the castle, he decisively chose to go around to the door. With a deliberate whistle, the soldiers on the second floor were attracted and subconsciously lowered their heads to look outside.

As expected, a shot in the head.

Xie Shuyi stood in the distance and observed. The increasingly strong smell of blood in the air made him a little excited, but he rarely suppressed his desire to kill.

Staring at the uncle with full concentration.

The supernatural power in his hands had already secretly surrounded Odasaku, and if any accident happened, he could save the uncle's life in the first time.

The soldier in charge of reconnaissance outside the second-floor window was killed. Odasaku stood at the door of the castle. His ability to predict the future allowed him to sense that he would be pierced through the chest by countless bullets, so he decisively hid on the left side of the door.

After easily dodging the dense bullets, he took advantage of the time when the soldiers in the house were changing bullets, and decisively raised his two guns. As two bullets pierced the soldiers' heads, Odasaku silently stepped into the castle.

Along the way, Odasaku used his almost supernatural powers. When facing a small number of enemies, the double guns in his hands could easily take their lives. Once faced with a heavy firepower assault, a grenade thrown out would be enough to kill even a god.

From the moment his bottom line was broken, Odasaku was no longer a low-level member of the Port Mafia who was willing to run errands but unwilling to kill. In his hands, human life was no longer noble.

There were disturbing gunshots in the castle. Xie Shuyi was standing downstairs. He walked the same path the uncle had walked. The corpses at his feet were all the lives taken by the uncle.

He does not reject death.

But he thought the uncle wouldn't like it.

"Uncle's hands should be used to write novels."

As the fierce battle upstairs stopped, Odasaku had successfully dealt with the last wave of enemies. These battle-hardened warriors fell in this unknown ruined castle.

Odasaku stood among the corpses, changing bullets expressionlessly. Right in front of him lay a man who was still barely alive.

"Do you need me to give you a quick death?" His tone was cold, with almost no emotion.

The man's eyes were full of relief and satisfaction, "Okay, please."

"Do you have any last words?"

"Thank you for fighting with us. The commander is just ahead. Please save him from this hell."

"okay."

With a gunshot, the soldier got the death he had always dreamed of, but dragged an ordinary person who could have lived the rest of his life with kindness into hell.

Odasaku had already entered the final battleground and started the final battle with Gide. However, Xie Shuyi was still on the first floor, sitting on the belly of a corpse, supporting his chin with both hands, wondering what he was thinking.

The battle upstairs will not be resolved in a short time, so what he needs to think about now is his own affairs.

From accidental death to being forced to cross over to this other world.

Xie Shuyi went from thinking he could have a happy family to becoming a test subject lying on a cold operating table for 11 years.

From a normal 21st century good young man to a demon who kills without mercy.

Xie Shuyi thought that his heart had long been numb.

Even being joined into the Port Mafia was just a whim of the plot.

But now, not only have I forgotten all the plot, I have even disrupted the original story line. I saved those children, and now I plan to save Odasaku.

Xie Shuyi knew very well that even if he wanted to leave this chaotic vortex at this moment, it was too late.

But he was willing to fall into the dirty quagmire for the uncle.

At the moment he made up his mind, Xie Shuyi could clearly feel a part of his memory being stretched out from his mind and completely pulled out.

The world consciousness of this world seemed to be afraid that Jie Shuyi would continue to affect the development of the original plot, and completely erased all his memories of the plot of the world of "Bungo Stray Dogs".

Xie Shuyi brushed the dust off his trouser legs and stood up leisurely from the dead body.

From this moment on, he had completely come into this world and completely belonged here.

There were chaotic footsteps coming from upstairs. As expected, it should be the support that Mr. Dazai requested. However, considering the character of the leader of the Port Mafia, the support might end here.

The victims needed in the organization's mission are like discarded chess pieces when necessary.

Odasaku was one of the chess pieces that was abandoned.

Xie Shuyi walked up the stairs step by step. His nose was filled with the strong smell of blood, but his steps became lighter and lighter.

He opened the door to the attic room, and the war in the room seemed to be over.

Gide and Odasaku both looked at each other differently, and compared to the latter's struggle, the former quickly withdrew his gaze.

There was joy on the face of the old man Gide. Even though he was pale due to excessive blood loss, he was still talking with a smile.

"Odasaku..."

"Meng Jun accompanied me to the end, and every fight was exciting."

As the voice fell, his body fell heavily to the ground. His brilliant and splendid life came to an abrupt end.

Although Odasaku was still standing there, the bullet had pierced his chest. He looked at Jie Shuyi steadily, but the fatigue and feeling of weightlessness in his body made him unable to stand anymore.

The two guns he was so proud of fell to the ground. Just before Jie Shuyi rushed over to hug him, a figure appeared who was clearly one step ahead of him.

There was still a faint smell of blood on Dazai Osamu's body. At this moment, he was no longer as casual and calm as before. In case he fell to the ground while running, he held Odasaku's head in panic and shouted over and over again.

The blood in his palm made him panic. He stared at Jie Shuyi viciously, "Why didn't you save him? Why didn't you save him? ! ! Where is your ability? Save him!!!"

Xie Shuyi had never seen Mr. Dazai so crazy and irrational. After his roar of collapse, he hugged Odasaku again with trembling hands.

"You're just an idiot. Odasaku. You're such a huge idiot."