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These three organizations are relatively well-known, and there are other runaway groups, most of which are not well-known, relying only on illegal activities or leftovers that the port mafia disdains to be involved in.

This CO organization came to Yokohama a month ago, and it was taken for granted that it was suppressed by the relatively powerful Haifeng Gang, but what is surprising is that several members of the Haifeng Gang broke into the venue when they were conducting unknown sacrificial activities When they entered, the eight people were all well. Within a quarter of an hour, the eight people came out of the sacrificial warehouse with tears streaming down their faces. While clamoring to atone for their sins, they wiped each other's necks with short knives.

Zhong also picked up the glass full of beer and shook it. Under the illumination of the colorful lights in the bar, the beer in the glass showed a strange color, "And then?" Maybe let it go.

The bartender Watanabe drank some white water to moisten his throat, and then continued.

Mr. Arai, the leader of the Hurricane Gang, was very furious when he found out. He gathered all his subordinates and some gangsters who were usually ordered by him to enter the warehouse where the sacrifice was held to seek justice.

"Surely they didn't succeed?" Chuya asked.

"Of course not, but fortunately, Mr. Arai did not die like his eight subordinates, but the few punks who followed him all died. From then on, Mr. Arai was like a frightened hen. Keep silent."

"Then you gangs formed an alliance to deal with that organization?" Nakaya pretended to casually look back at the messy members in the bar, and found the familiar non-mainstream hair and suits with exaggerated patterns, and Dazai was not far away.

The bartender told Chuya that they really planned to deal with the CO organization together at the time, but seeing Mr. Arai's distressed appearance, they decided to proceed with caution.

They planned to meet the leader of that organization on the grounds of discussing some business in Yokohama, to see what kind of person he was, and to stop showing hostility if they really couldn't afford it.

What they didn't expect was that the goal of the CO organization was far from surviving under the rule of the port mafia.

"Do you want to destroy the port mafia? For so many years, you are just picking up scraps that are not rare in Hong Kong. I think we can cooperate. As long as you can steal the information of the port mafia's superpowers, the rest Just leave the matter to us, when the time comes, we will share the Yokohama underground market equally."

The person who proposed the cooperation idea was an old man who interviewed them. He was wearing a gray robe with a strange knot. He didn't have a single hair on his head, but his gray beard hung down to his chest like an old fairy, and the light in his eyes was reminiscent of to the poisonous snake that hunts rats.

At that time, the bartenders and the others showed suspicious expressions, splitting the market equally, very attractive conditions, but it was not so easy to steal mafia information, besides, the CO organization had such ambitions not long after they came to Yokohama, the port mafia The power is far beyond people's imagination. If they could, they would have wiped out the port mafia long ago.

In case of failure, it is no joke to offend the port mafia.

The old man saw his concerns, and turned on the monitor on the table. The four subordinates who followed them were in the video.They were told to wait for news outside before, but now they were taken to a strange room. There was a huge portrait hanging in the room, which looked like a half-man, half-fish monster, with a fish on its upper body and a huge fish with long hair growing on its head. With two blood-red tentacles, the fin-shaped hands are raised upwards vigorously. The lower body looks a bit human, but the two legs are covered with green scales, and the toes are only parted like those of reptiles. Two petals.

This kind of ugly and weird portrait was hung in the empty room, everyone sensed that something was wrong, and sure enough, the four subordinates knocked on the door frame desperately in the next moment, but unfortunately they were locked.

"What do you mean?" The bartender Watanabe quietly reached into his pocket, "We are not here to start a war."

The old man grinned and showed a smile that was uglier than crying, "We have no malicious intentions, we just want you to see a good show."

The four people in the surveillance video smashed the door for a long time to no avail, so they had to sit on the ground and wait for their fate. After sitting on the ground for a short time, they knelt down in front of the portrait as if they were suddenly called by the portrait, doing some weird things. A posture similar to prayer.

"This is the power of the God we believe in," the old man silently took out a cigarette pouch from his pocket and lit it. "As long as we have him, we will be invincible. How about it? Do you want to cooperate?"

Bartender Watanabe and the others have experienced quite a few incidents, and things of this level will not scare them.

"You still want to challenge the port mafia with such a small trick like yours?" Ghost Mian smiled mockingly.

In the next moment, he couldn't laugh anymore. The four subordinates in the surveillance video suddenly grabbed the ground with their heads like crazy, and soon let themselves be covered with blood, but they still haven't stopped.

The ghost-faced man raised a short knife and put it on the old man's neck. What kind of joke was he making a few of his subordinates worship the ridiculous god of this ridiculous organization?

"Make them stop!"

However, the eyes of the old man exuded the light of a fanatical believer, "There is nothing we can do to help them. Only our elders can stop them. Killing me will not help."

"It's a supernatural person!" The bartender suddenly realized that cooperating with them might really defeat the port mafia.

"Let's cooperate!" The old man stated his purpose again, "It's a gamble, we have what we want, as long as we get what we want, we will leave Yokohama, and as long as you can help us get the port mafia abilities information, you can receive the underground market in Yokohama.”

"What exactly do you want?" The ghost-masked man retracted the dagger into his arms, and it seemed that he also planned to cooperate. After all, everyone wanted the position of Big Brother in Yokohama's underground world.

"You don't need to know this, just help us get the information, and leave the rest to us. You guys are really lucky this time. Not everyone has the opportunity to sit back and enjoy the benefits."

In this way, the C0 organization made a contract with the Haifeng Gang, Dahe Gang, and Watanabe. Now that the information on the port mafia has been obtained, the rest is how the CO organization will deal with the port mafia.

Zhong also listened carefully to the bartender's narration, and installed a listening device on his body, Dazai should be able to hear it.

"Then why do I still have to go to their ghost festival, didn't I leave it all to them?" Zhong also realized the loophole in the words.

"It's like this. They heard that you got the information, and they also know that you have worked in the port mafia before, and your strength is extraordinary, so they want to meet you." The bartender said.

"Okay, I want to see me so much, I have no reason not to go." Zhong also took a sip of the wine in his glass, the ice cubes had already melted, diluting the taste of alcohol.

Just take this opportunity to find out what they are going to do.

Chuya rejected the bartender and the ghost-masked man's persuasion and returned home, where he saw Dazai as expected.

"Have you heard what they said, do you want to gather people to wipe out that organization in one fell swoop tomorrow night?" Zhong also took the lead in occupying the sofa this time.

"Tomorrow night, let's go to find out the truth. If we launch an attack rashly, it may increase our losses. However, we must carry a micro-communicator with us. If there is a situation, we must contact Mr. Guangjin immediately."

Dazai ignored Chuya, who was proud of occupying most of the sofa, and directly took out his mobile phone to call Mr. Hirotsu, asking him to set up an ambush nearby tomorrow night, waiting for orders.

"Chuya, don't stay too far away from me when you go tomorrow night. It doesn't matter which god they believe in or the legendary supernatural being is very strange." Dazai took out a can of beer from the refrigerator and began to drink.

Nakaya cast a sideways glance at Dazai, didn't this drunkard drink too much just now?

"I won't let you out of my sight," Nakaya sat up from the sofa and rubbed his neck, really wondering why Dazai would like to lie dead on the sofa.

The bartender told Zhongya that the meeting place with the CO was the large warehouse that had been abandoned at Pier 3.Dazai and Zhongya arrived outside the warehouse on time at eight o'clock in the evening.

Strangely, there weren't many people guarding the warehouse, and the guard at the door didn't ask Zhong Ye why he brought such a strange-looking and well-dressed person.

Waiting in the warehouse was the eccentric old man the bartender had described, still wearing clothes with strange knots.

"Central Plains Zhongye, I have admired him for a long time." The old man stretched out his dry hand like bark to Zhongye.

Zhong also frowned and observed the situation in the warehouse. Sure enough, there was a huge portrait of the half-man, half-fish hanging on the wall. In front of the portrait was an altar painted with blood-red lines mixed with circular patterns. brown spots.

One, two, three, four, four men in brown robes stood at the four corners of the wall.

"Let's stop talking nonsense, what is the purpose of looking for me this time?" This old man didn't give him a good impression, and Zhong didn't want to tangle with him.

"Chuya, can the information you give us be guaranteed to be true?" The old man stared at Zhongye with sharp eyes.

Could it be that he found out that this guy Dazai's ability to cheat is too bad.

Even so, Chuya said firmly: "Of course, I took it out from the mafia database myself. If you don't believe me, you can ask the mafia leader."

I hope the other party is just trying to cheat him.

"Then it's true that you killed your partner?"

"The news of Dazai's death is now known to the entire Yokohama underground world. What do you mean by that?"

The author has something to say: Shuanghei goes deep into the enemy camp...

what will happen?

Will Dazai's plan to infiltrate the enemy work?

See you tomorrow~

Chapter: ☆, Chapter 51

"It's nothing interesting, just make sure." The old man withdrew his snake-like gaze, raised the corner of his mouth and gave Chuya a friendly smile. "Tonight is the birthday of our god Youlin, so I invite you to participate in the festival."

"God? Did it tell you when your god was born?" Zhong smiled disdainfully, a god with a birthday is humorous.

"This god has blessed us for thousands of years. It looks terrible, but we have been relying on this horrible portrait for so many years and have been dying to this day. A month ago, God gave us instructions, let us come to Yokohama , Find a pen that can rewrite reality, it is said that it is hidden in the Port Mafia building, so we want to destroy the Port Mafia." The old man bowed to the image devoutly.

"That's why you guys want to get information about the mafia so you can know yourself and your enemy?" Nakaya asked.

"That's what it means, but one of the important steps to destroy the mafia is—"; the old man whistled quickly, "to lure you and Dazai to this place."

"Chuya..." Dazai wanted to hold Chuya's hand at the first moment, but found that the people around him had moved away from him at some point, and walked towards the altar in the center of the house.

Suddenly, Dazai felt a chill on his back, followed by a sharp pain.

"Osamu Dazai, this ridiculous appearance should be enough." The old man suddenly pulled out the dagger from Dazai's body.

"So... that's it." Dazai wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand, "You guys have seen through my clumsy tricks a long time ago, you can tell me... what did you do to me?"

At this time, Chuya seemed to be completely out of the way of what had just happened, and now all he could see was the weird portrait next to the altar.

"Your partner? He has become our devout believer now." The old man looked at this scene triumphantly. This is the power of God.

"Chuya, wake up..." Dazai strenuously walked towards Chuya next to the altar. If you have supernatural powers, you only need to touch it.

"Don't waste your energy," the old man clasped Dazai's shoulders with terrifying strength, "Disqualification in the world is really a tricky ability. Before we bring down the port mafia, you should just watch it obediently." .”

Dazai knew very well that the slash just now missed the vital point, which was really ironic, he was so afraid of his supernatural ability, why didn't he take advantage of this moment to wipe out the roots.

Feeling the anesthesia needle piercing, Dazai's consciousness gradually blurred, he clutched the old man's sleeves, and finally fell near the altar, with the last glance before he passed out, he saw Chuya's trembling fingertips.

"Take it down." The old man said coldly to the gray-robed man in the corner, as long as Osamu Dazai was eliminated, the rest of the plan would be completely unimpeded.

When the old man whistled, Zhong also noticed that the atmosphere around him was not right. It was scary, too scary. What made him feel so scary?

Just now, the old man stabbed Dazai in the back. Normally, he would have stopped him long ago, but just now, it seemed that he had received a summon from some indescribable thing. If he really stopped... something terrible would happen.

A grotesque vision poured into his mind like a ghost, deformed weird mermaid, a dead baby, a sea that has turned blood red, and a blue will-o'-the-wisp burning on the shore, burning human skin into scorched black. Scales, but people danced wildly as if they hadn't noticed it until the ashes were wiped out. The smell of blood, burnt, and rotting corpses seemed to be screaming in pain from the deepest part of hell.

"It's terrible..." Zhong Ye covered his ears in pain.

"Want to be redeemed?" the old man leaned into Zhong Ye's ear and whispered, it seemed that he still underestimated the young man's willpower. In the past, those social gangsters at this level had already fallen into madness.

"Don't even think about it, there is nothing that can save you. You don't even have the qualifications to have faith. You, like Dazai Osamu, are only worthy of seeing the destruction of your loyal organization."

"Dazai...what's going on!" Nakaya managed to squeeze these words out between his teeth, and was soon seized by a huge sense of terror, uncontrollable fear, and uncontrollable trembling.

"What is your relationship with him? Are you still thinking about him at this time?" The old man looked curiously at Chuya, who was desperately trying not to kneel to the ground, and he didn't say anything particularly irritating to him just now, "You are also very dangerous, wait for us Getting what you want will naturally give you pleasure."

Chuya can't say a word at all now, and he can't help but despise himself. With this appearance, he really wants to kill himself.

"I like your partner so much," the old man grabbed Chuya's hair fiercely, "Let the two of you be together." The old man injected all the remaining anesthetics into Chuya, and Osamu Dazai's ability was very difficult for the CO , is equally tricky for partners.

The next step is to turn the group of self-righteous lunatics in Hong Kong and black into cowards who can't even lift a gun.

When Chuya woke up, he found that he was tied back to back with Dazai, and it was Dazai behind him, yes, the ability could not be used at all, and the previous sense of terror had disappeared now.The surrounding environment was dark, and it could be said that he could not see his fingers. The bloody smell on Dazai's body was particularly pungent in this atmosphere.

"Dazai!" Chuya twisted his body with great effort, the feeling of anesthesia has not completely dissipated, and the situation on Dazai's side is probably not too good.

The bastard Ai Mako, laying there like a dead dog, Nakaya struggled a lot but did not pull him away from Dazai, those scumbags were bound too tightly, Nakaya could only be with Dazai He also lay on his side on the ground and panted heavily to relieve his fatigue and anger. He didn't know what time it was and what the organization called CO was planning.

"Dead green mackerel, you sometimes make mistakes in your calculations." Naka also really didn't expect that he and Dazai would become captives of the enemy, and this time the enemy was really vicious. Dazai Osamu's disqualification in the world is now a crush