Miss Port Mafia Online Green Slaughter

*****

The poor cadre-level mafia executives had to bite the bullet and agree again under the pressure of the two tops of the food chain.When Sister Hongye was content to lead Zhongye out to put on makeup, the smiling old fox spoke.

"Ah." Mr. Mori acted as if he suddenly remembered. "Don't attack the reporters of the gossip newspaper, they are free publicity tools."

"........."

Sure enough, the content of the newspaper also had Mr. Mori's instructions.What kind of boss did he follow!

*****

Arrived at the coffee shop that I made an appointment with Jiu Lanshu.

Nakahara Chuya got out of the luxury car carelessly, holding the soft shawl hanging over his shoulders, ignoring the sneaky eyes of his subordinates, unable to even start the fire, waved the lace in lovelessly gloved hand.

"Just wait here."

"Yes, Central Plains cadre."

Zhongyuan Zhong also waved his hands, holding his shawl and holding the "elegant and dignified" posture that Sister Hongye had told him tens of thousands of times, and approached the cafe without looking sideways. Windbreaker jacket, around such a simple dress but also looks noble and elegant Jiulanshu.

"here."

Almost at the same time as Zai Zhong also looked over, Jiu Lanshu raised his head to look in his direction, and raised his hand elegantly.That elegant and cold appearance has no sense of causing trouble to others, and to some extent it is exactly the same as Dazai Osamu's shameless appearance.

"........."

Zhong Yuanzhong also shook his head, put aside his strange thoughts, walked to the position where Jiu Lanshu was, pulled out the chair and sat down, leaning over so that the shawl on his shoulders slipped off, revealing his round and small shoulders, and his fair skin Paired with a fiery red cheongsam, it is elegant and luxurious at the same time, glamorous and hot.

It's a pity that the person involved didn't realize it, and impatiently threw the slipped shawl on the table, crossed his legs, and didn't even notice that the cheongsam with high slits made the white fabric at the base of his thighs looming with his movements.

"Sorry," Jiu Lanshu said. "Invite you here in this way."

But it's a little discerning to see that he is trying to suppress his anger at the moment?

The anger that Nakahara was about to utter calmed down a little when he saw Fu Fu's polite apology, and the sharp and cold blue softened slightly.

Jiu Lanshu smiled with a hint of gentleness in his dark red eyes.The boy who looks gentle and elegant does not have the restlessness that a 17-year-old boy should have, but some only show gentleness because of his indifference.

It's just that those eyes are more like the color of blood precipitated, like an elegant boy with a story.The calm demeanor and the sadness that didn't know where it came from made Zhong also feel that this was not the precipitation that a teenager would have.

However, this is not what Zhong also cares about.

"Jiu Lanshu, I won't repeat myself anymore." Zhong Yuan Zhongye's narrow and long eye sockets were swaying with crystal clear ice blue, showing his sharp edge. "I agree with your last proposal, so you can contact me directly when you meet in the future."

The implication is that there is no need to play some tricks through Mr. Sen.

"Okay." Jiu Lanshu nodded gracefully, her dark red eyes were blocked by her too long bangs. "So what did you find?"

"Recently, I did get information about the space." Zhongyuan Zhong also held the stir stick and stirred it, and the mellow smell of coffee came to his nostrils. "My subordinates were attacked at the port, and the attackers suddenly disappeared after finishing the destruction."

Jiu Lanshu thought for a while, "Could it be a supernatural power?"

"can not confirm."

Zhongyuan Zhong also took away the stirring rod and put it on the porcelain plate, picked it up and took a sip, the bitter and mellow aroma filled the whole mouth, suppressing the last trace of Zhongyuan Zhongye's irritability.

I am used to drinking coffee during the super working stage, and now I have developed a good habit of calming down after drinking coffee, which is really good.Zhong Yuanzhong also felt a little better, raised his eyes and saw Jiu Lanshu quietly waiting for his response, so he continued.

"I can go to the port incident with you to investigate later, maybe you are a person from a different time and space, and you will have special gains.

Zhongyuan Zhong also briefly discussed with Jiu Lanshu about the resurrection from the dead and the sneak attack for a while, and Zhong also chose to go to the bathroom before departure.

"Sorry, excuse me."

*****

Nakahara also habitually went to the men's bathroom. The moment he pushed the door open, the man in the bathroom was dumbfounded. One of them even zipped up the zipper suddenly because he was too nervous and stuck the little dick.

Have these people never seen a man pee or something? !

"Walk your bird and see what I'm doing?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also cursed furiously, and what he heard was not a hoarse voice because of smoking, but a light and soft female voice, and then he was stunned, only to belatedly remember: Ciao, he is now a woman's dress!

No wonder those guys looked shocked!

It was too late to discover the problem at this moment, and the men fled out of the bathroom in a panic.Zhong Ye stared at the empty bathroom and helplessly raised his forehead: Ahhh, I am so ashamed now.Luckily no one knew he was...

"Ah, isn't this a dark little guy? Do you have any special hobbies in the men's bathroom wearing women's clothes?"

...didn't know he was the Gravitator of Port Mafia.

Weird.

Nakahara Chuya completed the words in his heart with a blank face, he is currently on a mission, and Chuya doesn't want to waste time with Dazai, so he is going to leave with a habitual sarcasm.

"Seeing the disgusting mackerel makes me feel not in a good mood, please let me go and vomit for a while."

It's a pity that Osamu Dazai didn't intend to let Chuya leave.

"You can't wait to wear your shameful outfit to meet the men outside?" Osamu Dazai walked behind Nakaya with long legs, his picky iris-colored pupils passed by Nakaya's slender waist, and finally landed on the tall man. On the thin, white and long thighs exposed under the slit cheongsam.

Even I didn't notice the dissatisfaction and sharpness in my tone.

"Ah." Osamu Dazai smiled kindly: "Does Chuya have a womanizer? It's disgusting."

Ha, what does what I wear have anything to do with you?I can't wait to wear a cheongsam with high slits to see Jiu Lanshu has a relationship with you again! !

The blue veins on Zhongyuan Zhongye's forehead twitched, and he almost couldn't control his fiery temper and started to beat him up. When the anger reached a critical point, Zhongyuan Zhongye's mind was agitated: According to the previous practice, he would only get rejected. As a result of Dazai's rage, why is he being teased by Dazai, a suicidal maniac, every time! !

No, he can't be weak!Fight back, must fight back!

"Mackerel." Zhongyuan Zhong also suppressed his irascibility and turned his head with a smile that was not a smile. A beaded flower hairpin was inserted obliquely in the elegantly rolled up bun, and a few strands of dark orange hair hanging down the white and tender cheeks set off the face. Fair and delicate.

Even Dazai Osamu had to admit that although Chuya was small and domineering, his ice blue eyes and sharp face were exquisite and beautiful.Especially when the other party is wearing a hot tight cheongsam and a shawl and casually smiling, he is eye-catching and beautiful.

But when he thought that the little man was dressed like this for Jiu Lanshu, he felt uncomfortable all over.

Osamu Dazai himself didn't know where this displeasure came from, and he saw Nakahara Chuya's finger in lace gloves ticking at him.

"What does the little slug want to do?" Dazai showed a gesture of refusal. "I'm not a slug who won't be spoiled by kissing skills, and can't even breathe..."

"Brother Dazai."

Dazai Osamu was shocked by Chuya's deliberately softened tone before he finished speaking, and forgot what to say, his mouth was still slightly open, showing a rare expression of bewilderment.

--elder brother.

This is an evil idea that Osamu Dazai thought of on a whim one day when he was still in the port of Mafia. Relying on the actual age difference of 18 to 10 years, Nakazai shouted from the broken moans with a soft voice on the bed own brother.The middle of the bed is always very easy to control, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is flirting.But when the bed affair is over, it is always necessary to beat him up.

Hearing these two words again after two years, Osamu Dazai found that his physiological instinct had a shameful reaction.

Of course, Nakahara also noticed it, chuckled with unknown meaning, walked over in two steps, hooked Dazai Osamu's bolo tie with his fingers wearing lace gloves and pulled him down abruptly, laughing wildly and arrogantly.

The tone was full of sarcasm.

"What's the matter, brother Dazai, is this hard? It seems that you are much more restrained than before. Or is it that the friends around you are not as good as me?"

Osamu Dazai couldn't believe that this sentence came from the mouth of the irritable little man, and the slightly curly black brown hair hanging down in front of his eyes made him a little unclear about the bright and brilliant eyes.

It took a while for Dazai Osamu to find his voice. "What the little slug said really made me feel sick, as if he was so nostalgic, who would treat a slimy slug..."

If he continues to talk, he will not be able to keep it straight, and he will have to return to the miserable state where he was jumping with mackerel anger and the other party still looked relaxed.

That doesn't work.

Zhong Yuanzhong leaned forward unceremoniously, and pressed his soft lips with a light layer of red lip to the thin lips that were so angry that he didn't pay for his life, and slipped his soft and slippery tongue into the surprised red lips of the other party to lick. , pushing, and sweeping across the soft and warm mouth of the other party.

The sound of sticky water filled the quiet and empty bathroom.

Nakahara also carefully controlled his breathing rhythm as Osamu Dazai hugged himself tighter and tighter, as if he wanted to rub a small chuya into his arms, and pushed him away unexpectedly.

Osamu Dazai: "????"

Nakahara also wiped his red lips, his ice blue eyes met Osamu Dazai's perplexed iris eyes, and his smile was wild and full of irony.

"Have my kissing skills improved? Brother Dazai. I have not been idle during the four years since you defected, and I have tasted many people. So my kissing skills have also improved. Mackerel, do you feel surprised? "

Kissing skills improved What a ghost, does he kiss the air!Anyway, it is impossible to kill him and admit that he just read some technical books recently because of the needs of the mission. After all, to do the mission, you have to make all the plans.

There was no way he could tell mackerel this!

"Chuya thinks, if you say that, I will believe it?" Osamu Dazai smiled with his kite-colored peach eyes, and put his fingers against Chuya's sharp chin to make him look up at him, with an intimate and harsh tone. "I know Chuya the best. Whether it's Chuya's breathing rhythm or Chuya's in bed, we are the most suitable partners."

Compatible partner?Mackerel is really dare to say it!

"I've tasted other people's flavors, so I know you can't do mackerel." Nakahara Nakaya opened his evil hand, and his tone was worse than him. His sharp and beautiful blue eyes critically glanced at someone's crotch . "You know I'm a hedonist, and mackerel is out of my sight now."

The temperature of Dazai Osamu's kite-colored peach blossom eyes suddenly dropped, and he hugged the hot and eye-catching Chuya who was still arrogant and domineering. "Do you have many friends with benefits?"

Ah, Osamu Dazai, what expression is this?

"What?" Zhongyuan Zhong also raised his jaw slightly, his ice blue eyes full of playfulness. "I have other friends with benefits that make you unhappy?"

"Yeah, I'm quite upset." Osamu Dazai bent down with a smile and put his forehead against Chuya's forehead, rubbing against Chuya's forehead coquettishly, but his tone was extremely vile. "It has nothing to do with caring or liking, it's like the discomfort of having a dog taken away by someone else~"

"........."

You fucking Dazai Osamu!Who the fuck is your dog!

Nakahara also suppressed the irritability in his heart, flew up and kicked Osamu Dazai in the stomach, looked down at Osamu Dazai, who was kicked flying on the toilet door with his stomach in his arms, and slowly slid down to the ground.

"Ahhhhhhhhh." Nakahara Nakata patted the place touched by Dazai, his disgust was undisguised, more like he was tired of acting. "That would be the best. After all, I don't want Jiu Lanshu to know that I have been friends with you."

Is it Jiulanshu again?

Dazai hugged his aching belly and narrowed his iris-colored peach blossom eyes, and the tone of his voice increased a little for no apparent reason. "So you changed into women's clothes for Jiu Lanshu?"

Tsk, Osamu Dazai doesn't care if he cares about Jiu Lanshu making wool?Is it related to you?

Zhongyuan Zhong also smiled arrogantly from the side, and the tip of the tiger's teeth could be vaguely seen, beautiful and arrogant. "That's right, he's the man I would chase after changing into a woman's clothes. Don't come here to make trouble, you bastard."

Ha, disgusting people who can't!

"Huh?" Osamu Dazai also showed a smile and stood up from the ground while holding the door, his smile was a bit too bright: "It's really bad for Jiulanshu, to be spotted by a irascible dwarf. Go to the hospital to see him."

Did the bastard think him a terrorist?You are often beaten just because you owe it!

Unconvinced, Nakahara gave Osamu Dazai a hard look: "I will be very gentle with the person I like, not like mackerel. After all, I hate you the most!"

Dazai Osamu's amorous peach blossom eyes were full of charm, and he smiled cutely: "We agree with this point."

"Hmph, then we have reached a consensus for the time being, don't come here to spoil my good deeds." Chuya Nakahara raised his middle finger at Osamu Dazai and smiled arrogantly.

"Cut, I won't."

Zhong Yuanzhong also snorted coldly, too lazy to look at the pissed bastard, slammed the door and left.Osamu Dazai's bright smile turned completely indifferent.

Chuya & Osamu Dazai: Unexplainable discomfort!