【Taizhong】Desperado

"Ask knowingly?" Dazai opened the door from the inside, and said with a smile like a chat between old acquaintances, "No, there will be a knock on the door at this time, I thought it was the staff who came to tidy up the room."

The other party shrugged and smiled indifferently: "I'm very sorry that it's me, an unexpected guest, who disturbed you."

Zhong Yuan Zhong also looked at the man standing at the door, with a smile on his handsome features, but he knew that the person coming was not friendly according to his professional intuition.

"It turns out that Mr. Dazai has a guest here." The other party also noticed him, walked around Dazai and walked straight in front of him, and extended his hand to him with a smile, "Francis Scott Key Fitzgerald, Guild It's an honor to meet you, head of the club."

Out of politeness, no ruler would shake hands with a subordinate, but he stretched out his hand as a matter of course, waiting for the slave in front of him to respond.

Fitzgerald is tall and thin like Osamu Dazai, and his well-made white suit is spotless. The fabric wraps a man's elegant figure that can fascinate women, and his calm smile is like those businessmen or Politicians—these hypocrites are good at attacking each other with the most beautiful words, and blackmailing each other with the most elegant actions, in order to declare their arrogance.

The man in front of him is exactly one of them.Zhong Yuanzhong thought without showing any signs of expression.It's really annoying, his breath is much more disgusting than Dazai's.

Of course, Chuya didn't reach out, even though he was wearing gloves, he didn't want to have any contact with the man in front of him. He nodded slightly, raised his eyebrows, and smiled back at the man, but the smile in his eyes was fleeting.

"The last one must be our valuable Mister Moon Beast."

It is obvious that the target of the uninvited guest was Atsushi Nakajima from the very beginning. Maybe he knew who Nakahara Nakawa was from the beginning, but he was not interested in him.

Fitzgerald calmly examined the young man who was frowning at him at the tenth level of security, and then he was not in a hurry to shoot the prey he had coveted for a long time.

If you don't enter a tiger's den, you can't get a tiger's son.

He silently recited this ancient warning from the East in his heart.

"If I want to take the Moon Beast away now, I will have to pay a certain price for it," Fitzgerald turned around resolutely. Lu smiled and looked at Dazai, "Considering——it was Mr. Osamu Dazai who was extremely smart who led me here himself."

"Hey hey hey, you make me sound like a big schemer," Dazai waved his hand, and raised the corners of his lips in a friendly way, "It's obviously our side that's at a disadvantage now, Mr. Tycoon." Then he slowly Putting away his smile, his eyes were as sharp as a sword, and he stabbed straight at the blond opponent, "If you dare to walk in now, is there really no deployment outside? With your local power, every corner outside I'm afraid they are all yours? You are rich and powerful, but we have nothing, if you really want to do something, we can't fly."

Know your enemy and know yourself and you can win a hundred battles—who said that in the first place?Osamu Dazai's analysis is watertight, knowing that their disadvantages will push them to death.

Wow that's awesome!

Zhong Yuanzhong also wished he could strangle him to death regardless of the situation.He felt like he was on a boat of thieves, but now he was clearly a grasshopper on a rope, forced to live and die with Osamu Dazai.

Fitzgerald couldn't help laughing, he took a step closer to Dazai, released his dominant aura to show strength to him: "If Dazai was really so easy to deal with, then the blood race wouldn't have given up They tried their best to let you escape. Although there is no evidence to prove what happened that year, they were able to catch you because the subordinate who kidnapped you came to blackmail you? Ah yes, wait until you catch up It’s too late, isn’t it? I heard that the poor subordinate still——died in the end?”

Although he bit the word "heard" very hard, his expression was full of conviction—he believed in every piece of information he collected after spending a lot of money and going through layers of screening.

Nakahara, who had been listening to the sidelines, also gradually changed from a serious expression to an incredulous expression. His eyes widened slightly, and his gaze cautiously slid all the way down until it stopped at Dazai's hand that had been wearing the ring... If Fitzgerald said If everything is true, then Dazai lied to him about it from the beginning.

"Then, please allow me to make a bold guess again? Could this regrettable incident be an opportunity to make Mr. Dazai disheartened and quit the organization?"

Dazai's originally loose palms slowly clenched into fists, and for the first time he hesitated to speak.He lowered his always so smart head, and Chuya really wanted to see this person's expression clearly, but he found that he was more afraid than curious... He didn't dare to spy on Dazai whose past had been exposed, at this moment Whether the face is sad, angry, or desperate.

Or the expressionless face with emotions emptied to zero.

For the first time, Fitzgerald smiled brightly like a successful man, as if he had firmly gained the upper hand at this moment-he was sure that he had given the powerful but cynical dominance in front of him a complete blow.

Knowing all the opponent's weaknesses gives him a kind of pleasure—the pleasure of knowing all the situations like a king, this is the pleasure of domination!

Seeing Dazai's slightly depressed expression, Chu also somehow ignited the anger in his body.

But who is the cause of this anger?Is it a challenge to Fitzgerald's superiority?Is it the lies that lied to Osamu Dazai?still... still...

Oh, who cares, he only knows that he is very angry now, and having such emotions is enough for him to kill the man in front of him!

He jumped up, and at some point there was a silver knife in his hand. The strong dominating aura on Fitzgerald made him want to back down for a moment, but thanks to those inhibitors, and thanks to the spontaneous The anger in his heart repelled the cowardice in his nature.

The tip of the knife reached his neck accurately, and if it penetrated a little deeper, it could cut through the flesh and release warm blood that symbolized vitality.

"A clean and elegant table knife is not for intimidation, Mr. Nakahara."

"Shut up! Garbage!"

Zhong also lowered his voice and growled at him murderously.As soon as the knife against his neck moved forward, a drop of blood slid down the skin.

Fitzgerald didn't expect that the small subordinate in front of him could suppress his nature and attack him, which made him have to pay more attention to Chuya Zhongyuan.Well, let him think, what did his dear Alcott say to him before he set off?

The dark dwarf, the number one master of physical skills among the blood hunters, has extremely strong explosive and offensive power, but unfortunately he is a subordinate whose brain is not as good as his body.

What else?

He hates every vampire because his parents died at the hands of vampires when he was young (right in front of his eyes), so Zhongyuanzhong also spared no effort to wipe out those shameless vampires, and helped humans repel the enemies who came to invade many times.

Thinking about it this way, he also has some sympathy and admiration for Zhong Yuanzhong. His experience is somewhat similar to his own. If it weren't for the difference in today's position, they should have become friends with a lot of common topics.

After all, he likes the strong, especially the strong who are loyal to the blood clan.

"I see, it's better to kill you now, huh?"

Now he is Daozu, and the other party is Yurou.So Zhong Yuanzhong can guarantee that even if the other party is not a blood race, if that mouth spits out any words that make him irritable or angry, he will definitely cut his throat with a knife, so that he will never be able to speak a word again in this life.

"Chuya," Osamu Dazai's hand suddenly pressed down on his shoulder in a comforting manner. Unbelievably, this dominating force did not make him feel any unpleasant pressure... On the contrary, it relieved his tense emotions. She relaxed a little, "Let go of him, we still have something to talk to him about."

This is not an order, and he has never been a subordinate of Dazai, but he slowly let go of his hand obediently... Nakahara Chu didn't understand why he obeyed Dazai again and again.In the face of other dominance, he is determined not to do so, so the situation will probably be a bit worse-because these behaviors seem to be not in nature, but in the heart.

"Even if what you said about the tragic past, I admit it, it's all true." Dazai stepped aside and returned his gaze to Fitzgerald's face, "What about you? Mr. Francis? You Doesn't your past haunt you?"

He seemed to have packed up those broken emotions, his eyes were full of aggressive light, and his voice became more and more certain each time:

"You were born at the bottom of society. As an orphan in Jincheng, you live on the street. You have no money or power, so of course no one will notice you. Therefore, your fascination with money and power also stems from childhood poverty. However, your luck Let you meet a rich adoptive father, he taught you to read and write, and even taught you all skills.

You accompanied him to a banquet, and you became hopelessly infatuated with a certain rich daughter, who would later become your wife.After that, all your struggles were just to pursue that lady. You worked so hard, even at the expense of killing your adoptive father, just to get the things that will belong to you in a few years in advance, and to own your own property justifiably. Let you come to the door and ask that you want to marry that young lady.No matter before or after marriage, your love for her can be learned from heaven and earth.So you have a perfect family, money, power, and love, and you have obtained all the things that you dreamed of in childhood.You raised a lovely little daughter, but that child seemed to be born only to pay off your old debts, and was taken away by heaven within a few years.

As a husband and father, you were of course angry and sad, and you even had thoughts that you shouldn’t have—at that time, Prague was about to sign an agreement with the blood clan to surrender without a fight, so you hid it from your wife, who was in deep pain of losing her daughter, Take the risk of sending the child who died not long ago to the mouth of the blood clan, even if it is lingering in the dark night, you hope that your daughter will be embraced for the first time, and then come back to life.

Seriously, how sad.

You clearly know that even vampires will not drink the blood of a dead person. Even if those vampires ignore the taste and suck the blood that makes them hard to swallow, your daughter will never be resurrected. The eternal life bestowed by First Embrace is only possible Created on living people.

I don't know who leaked the news. The wife who couldn't find her daughter's body everywhere learned that you sent her daughter to the blood clan without authorization. She asked you why you didn't even leave the last mercy to that poor child. .You can't face such painful questions. I suspect that you want to paralyze yourself, so you lied to your wife. You said that your daughter is still alive, but you can't leave the blood clan's territory—she has succeeded in her first embrace, but she still needs to Take care of by blood.

Under such circumstances, your wife can't think independently and clearly at all. She chooses to believe your words, so she sits by the window and waits for her daughter to come back day after day. Missing her day and night drives her into madness. Everything broke into the territory of the blood clan to find the child who did not exist long ago.In the end, of course, nothing was found, and she was killed by the blood clan. Before she died, she became the most delicious food. The blood clan sucked her blood dry, and the once beautiful person withered like a flower, leaving nothing behind.

I don't need to say it later, do I?You moved out part of your wealth to set up the Guild Club, found many humans who were persecuted by blood races in this war, and vowed to avenge your wives, daughters and the murdered humans.You want to take back Prague.

With all due respect, you attribute all misfortunes to the incompetence and cruelty of the blood race from beginning to end, but in the final analysis you are the one who made the tragedy.Your greed, arrogance and willfulness killed your wife and daughter, and your wife and children were scattered by you alone! "

Osamu Dazai's words of exposure, which may be called straightforward and cruel, gradually distorted the face of the man who had always been calm, and he looked like a poisonous monster. The man who had nowhere to escape smiled slightly: "You are right, Mr. Dazai, but there is one thing I want to correct - my wife is not dead."

"So let's play a game, it's a bet between you and me. You bring back my wife who was trapped in the blood clan's territory, then I swear that I will not drain the blood of this Mr. Beast to extract Serum, besides," he smiled slightly, and put on another weight, "the Guild will support you unconditionally in the plan to capture Fyodor Dostoevsky. But if you fail, the beast will return to you." We deal with it."

"So Atsushi can't take part in this operation," Dazai asked with a frown, "but how can we trust that you won't just take people away?"

Fitzgerald turned to Nakahara Chuya with a smile in his eyes, and raised his eyebrows: "It's simple, you just need to let him, the subordinate who was threatening me just now, act alone, and I will let my men Go with him—so of course you can stay here and spy on us if you trust him enough."

to be continued