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I will demand my subordinates with these standards! "

Zhong also disdainfully fiddled with the strange knots on Zen's body. The noble's allegiance seems to be the emperor. Source it.

"So, do you think you can still be considered a nobleman now? Abandoning your own beliefs, overreaching your abilities and forming an alliance with a few low-level gangs in Yokohama, seeking skin from a tiger, and being eaten is a matter of course," Chuya said. On Shan's neck, "If people like you failed in the past, you would have committed seppuku. Where's your samurai sword? Where's your wrongdoer?"

He didn't mind being a mediator at all.

"Can you take the dagger away, of course I have these things." The old man carefully pinched away Zhongye's dagger with his index finger and middle finger, got up and walked towards the altar. Under the altar is a long wooden box. It is a samurai knife, which looks quite old, but it is well maintained, and the scabbard with intricate patterns is not stained.

Shan carefully took out the knife, stroking the cold scabbard like a lover.

"It's really a good knife. To some extent, you have preserved the glory of your ancestors in the past." Dazai said.

"This is the only thing I can keep for our family. It's a pity..." The end of a loser like him must be a miserable corpse like a defeated dog in the wilderness.

The author has something to say: Shuanghei is starting to fight back...

Dazai has always liked to play tricks, and being caught this time was also part of the plan.

Routine enemies, in the routine, also pit yourself...

Zhong also said that he had a wonderful reaction to Dazai lying on his lap, how to break it?

Chapter: ☆, Chapter 53

"Goodness, do you want to die as a samurai like your ancestors?" Dazai's voice made Gu Xixian raise his head in surprise. Could the young man who was stabbed by him last night really be so kind?

"Of course, I hope you will tell me everything you know, including all the information about that supernatural being." Dazai's voice seemed to be the snake that tempted Adam and Eve, "He has already used supernatural powers on you , even if you are going to die, you will definitely deal a fatal blow to the betrayer, come on, let me see how crazy your flames of revenge are. Who is your current enemy?"

"Osamu Dazai, you are a devil." Shan scolded through gritted teeth.

"Why, do you want to make a deal with the devil?"

"Do!"

Living in the gutter for a long time, I am afraid that I am not even as good as a devil.

Shan began to quietly tell Dazai and Zhongya everything.

The Ueno family was indeed powerful more than 100 years ago, but unfortunately, the good times did not last long. Due to various reasons, the family soon became the dust of history.

And Shan experienced the time when the Ueno family turned from prosperity to decline.

"When I was young, there were countless exotic flowers planted in the courtyard of my house, and there were servants who took care of those flowers carefully. My family demanded my words and deeds according to the standards of nobles since I was a child. Of course, I am an excellent young master. .” When Xian talked about these things, there was a bit of brilliance in his cloudy eyes.

It's a pity that this carefree time lasted less than ten years. Gradually, there were fewer servants and fewer flowers in the family. The jaw-dropping antiques in the living room also disappeared, and the family's clothes were sewn on Funny patch, the room became a small living room for only three people.

The father began to become decadent, drinking heavily, and his body was full of alcohol and pungent cigarette smell.

His mother died of illness, and his father committed seppuku. He saw the blood on his father's white kimono with his own eyes, and he cut off his father's head with the wrong knife. His father's head rolled three times on the ground.

"We are nobles, don't forget."

The last words my father said to himself.

Shan grew up under the care of that wrong person, the family's prestige, family's wealth, and he will get it back one day, no matter what the price is.

What is the belief of the family for generations, so what about the uncle who has raised him for more than ten years, the girl who loves him deeply, uses tools.

All he wants is the fragrance of rare flowers in the family garden, and the envious eyes of people when they see the magnificent houses. This is the essence of nobility.

Soon he developed a small force in Tokyo, but it was a pity that he was not strong enough and was suppressed by other powerful organizations. It turned out that life was really difficult. In the dark room, Shan licked his wounds alone.

Year after year, Shan feels more and more that there is little hope for revival of the family. Just when he was about to give up, a mysterious young man found him.

What, there is such a magical thing as a pen that can rewrite reality?As long as it's there...

He is dying, and he has nothing to lose. He and the mysterious young man set up a CO organization to go to Yokohama to find the magic pen. According to intelligence, it is in the hands of the port mafia.

The young man claimed to be a sacrificial person. He was a coward with supernatural powers. He could forcibly instill horror images in people's minds. Those with weak willpower would even collapse on the spot.The weird mermaid on the wall is just a cover to confuse others.

So there is the next thing.

"Where is that sacrificer now, and what does he look like?" Zhong Ye asked eagerly, time was running out.

"He once said that he wanted to see the collapse of the Port Mafia with his own eyes. I think he should be near the Port Mafia headquarters building."

"Okay, good, I will not break my word about the transaction, your knife will be buried with you, your father's cemetery told me, your tombstone will be with him, as for the intermediary, the port mafia number one Master Nakahara Chuya, this specification is beyond my reach."

"Very thoughtful devil, this is not a bad ending. There is still a knife in the box under the altar. Thank you for your hard work, Chuya Zhongyuan."

After finishing speaking, the old man took off his robe tied with strange knots, and inside was a white kimono. It seemed that he was ready to die at any time.

The ribs stabbed into Shan's stomach, and Shan clenched his teeth and pulled the knife horizontally. Was this the kind of pain his father had endured back then?

Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in the neck, and the surrounding scene rotated, followed by eternal darkness.

Zhong also shook off the blood on the knife. He had killed many people, but it was the first time he had cut off the head directly, and it was based on the premise of ending the pain of the other party as soon as possible. Is this a benefactor or an executioner?

Since his personality awakened, he has seen a lot of strange things, oh, I almost forgot, the one around me is weird.

"Dazai, it seems that joining the Port Mafia is indeed the right choice. I'm afraid I will never forget what I experienced with you in this lifetime."

"Of course, I said that in the darkest place, human nature is more fully exposed."

"Do you like them very much?"

Dazai shook his head and said, "Like it? I just like to observe them, and that's right."

"Indeed, it's never been our job to judge whether people are good or bad, and we have no position to define what is right and wrong for so-called human nature. We just get to know them a little bit outside of work." Even if it's just an iceberg At one corner, Chuya threw the knife in front of the old man's headless body.

"Such a magical pen would never exist. This guy was just used." Dazai didn't even look at the head that rolled down at his feet, and it was time to find out the elder who claimed to be the sacrificer.

Chuya called and ordered the nearby organization members to clean up the mess here, and the old man's body was dealt with according to Dazai's promise just now.

"Dazai, let's go."

Zhong also didn't want to stay in this bloody room anymore, there was still a lot of work to be done, and he had to concentrate now.

"Chuya, where are you going?"

"Don't be a fool, you know where he is, don't you?"

I don't know how many times I have seen Dazai pretending to be stupid like this. He dragged Dazai out of the warehouse, and let Dazai drive to lead the way this time.

"Do you have so much confidence in me when you say it?" Dazai stepped on the accelerator, and the car drove towards the headquarters of the port mafia building.

Chuya was already prepared for Dazai's desperate way of racing, but the wind in his ears was a little noisy, and Chuya closed the car window that Dazai had just opened.

"Didn't you send a message to Yongshan and the others in the car to ask them to investigate? In addition, you have heard the conversation with the members of Shanhe's organization last night. Based on these clues, if you can't find their hiding place, it's not Dazai ruled."

"It's really boring," Dazai slammed on the brakes, "Go and meet this boring elder."

The vehicle was parked near an office building 500 meters from the Port Mafia building.

"It's really a good place to watch a movie, but it's a pity that we checked in too late. As long as we check the rental information of nearby buildings, we can quickly reveal our identity." Dazai narrowed his eyes and looked at this high-rise building. But it cost a lot of money.

"Chuya, Dazai, you are finally here." It was Mr. Yongshan who greeted them, "Everything has been arranged, do you want to start now?"

"Let's begin." Dazai ordered.

Accompanied by the sound of rumbling guns, the brand-new office building in Dazai's sight turned into a bean curd project flying with broken bricks and rubble at any time.

"As long as you come out of this building, kill." Dazai ordered concisely.

The snipers of the port mafia had already ambushed in all directions, and those who escaped were shot dead on the already devastated streets without taking two steps.

Fewer and fewer people escaped from the office building, and gradually none of them disappeared. Dazai stepped into the building that was about to collapse.

"Zhongye, let's go, the elder is waiting for us."

As soon as Dazai walked into the hall, a large piece of cement wall was thrown straight at Dazai's head.

"It's really ugly." Chuya raised his hand to block the attacking object, and threw it backwards casually, although it was said that he used the pomegranate directly to destroy the enemy.bomb.The gun is too exaggerated, let alone the enemy, Dazai's life is in danger here.

The building was almost destroyed by shells, and there were not many places for the enemy to hide. Dazai and Zhongya quickly found the few fish that escaped hiding in the building. Finally, Dazai and Zhongya found their painstaking efforts in the basement. looking for people.

"You're so smart, hiding in this kind of place is the safest, but you can't fake the illusion that you're dead by sacrificing your subordinates." Dazai turned on the light in the basement.

Zhong also smashed a row of beer bottles against the wall, "Your fox tail is exposed."

Behind the beer bottle, a man in a suit and a Prajna mask stepped out.

"Oh yeah, I've been discovered." The man shrugged helplessly.

It seems that this is the sacrificial person who can use the cowardly ability, Chuya held Dazai's hand vigilantly.

"The relationship between the two is really good, or..."

"Speak up."

Bah!

Chuya suddenly shot the man in the leg, and the man knelt down on the ground without a sound, the mask blocking his current expression.

"Sacrificer, what a ridiculous name, as ridiculous as the god you created," Dazai walked slowly to the side of the man, "A pen that can rewrite reality, where did you know this news?"

"We lost this time. It's up to you to kill or cut. The matter of the pen is just a legend." The man checked the injury on his leg. The bullet penetrated the knee joint, and the leg might be useless.

"Legend? The people who made up this legend are really vile. They cheated your lives away," Dazai took off the man's mask. Under the mask was a square face with a mustache, reminiscent of the only one in the movie. Incompetent cops who know howling.

"Let me tell you, even if there is such a thing, its form of existence is not a pen, you have been deceived." Dazai said, throwing the mask aside casually.

The man's eyes widened in surprise, "You know that kind of thing exists?" This is impossible.

In the basement, Dazai's voice sounded like a monster that has been languishing in hell for a thousand years.

"That kind of thing is not something that people like you can have. No, that kind of thing should disappear from the world. The price of wish fulfillment is too high, and the rewritten reality can only be more miserable."

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Chapter: ☆, Chapter 54

"What the hell do you know!" The man forgot the wound on his leg, and looked at the young man in front of him, no, absolutely not, even a quasi-cadre of the port mafia would not know that kind of thing so well Clearly, "You lied to me!"

"Okay, now it's time for interrogation," Dazai stabbed the man's palm with a dagger, "First, you took great pains to deal with me and Chuya's abilities at the beginning, except for the fact that your acting skills are a little too clumsy, who told you? supernatural!"

"Is your ability a secret?" The man raised his lips ironically.

"Ugh..." The man cried out in pain, it turned out that Dazai's dagger fell directly to the ground, and his ring finger and little finger were also cut off.

"Please tell me, there are only a few people in the port mafia who know about my abilities, and I don't mind checking it out slowly," Dazai pointed the tip of the knife at the man's eyes, "Don't worry, I won't let you So soon to die, do you want to know what your own organs smell like?"

"Kill me!" The man had heard of Dazai's methods, and he was as terrifying as a demon.

"It's a beautiful whine, I almost want you to cut off your tongue, but..." Dazai's dagger still pierced the man's eyes without hesitation, "I don't want your tongue to dirty this dagger."

"Second, who told you about the pen that rewrites reality." Dazai continued to stab the dagger into the man's other palm.

"You devil!"

The man's three fingers were cut off almost simultaneously.

"The third question, what exactly is the device hidden by the mafia at the port?" Dazai moved his dagger to the man's ear, "It doesn't matter. As long as you die, the threat will no longer exist. I'm just curious."

After a while of silence, Dazai patted himself on the head as if remembering something.

"It's time to let you taste the taste of your fingers and eyes, so much wasted on the ground."

"No, first, the person who told me about your abilities was D, one of the cadres of the Port Mafia, and second, I really don't know the person who told me about the pen. He used the ability. I can’t remember clearly, I only know that the information provided by this gentleman is not wrong. Third, the specific form of my device is a file folder, which can hide me in the various offices of the port mafia building. As long as the time is up, I can activate the ability, but I don’t have to worry about it when I die.”

The man answered all Dazai's questions in one go, what a joke, if he tries to be brave, he will kill this devil sooner or later.

"That's it, thank you for your hard work. D has already guessed that he has different intentions. The folder with supernatural powers is creative, but I hate trouble. Please go to hell."

Dazai also started to deal with it even as he signaled, can this level not last?

Pitiful.

Dazai's behavior was also seen by the middle, and it didn't matter how cruel it was to interrogate the information from the captives, but the way Dazai looked just now... Did Dazai really like that?

"Is that nightmarish portrait in front of the altar your god?" Zhong also asked with a gun pointed at the back of the man's head.

"at least