For the Slaughter To Eliminate the Haggard

After a fierce battle, the cabin has long since been turned into ruins, and the dark lights can't see anything clearly.

Dazai walked in front, the light of the flashlight was only enough to illuminate the road under my feet. I stepped on his shadow, and my nerves dared not relax, because I was afraid that someone would suddenly send me a cold shot and send me to say hello to the father in heaven.

"Hey, Dazai," I stretched out my hand and grabbed the corner of the boy's shirt, but the other person paused and didn't break free, "Do you think it's a little strange?"

Dazai stopped, his voice lost his usual smile: "Ah, the situation is not right."

It's too quiet here.

Twelve o'clock, eight o'clock and three o'clock have murderous aura.

I tugged at the corner of Dazai's shirt, he understood, took a step and continued to walk forward. At this time, the sound of the bullet being loaded rang out, and I shouted: "Get down!"

While Dazai did, I raised my arms and released the chakra from all the acupuncture points—

Baguazhang, go back to heaven!

The high-speed rotating chakra ring blocked the bullet, and the empty shell fell to the ground. That is, at this time, I instantly went to the enemy and hit their acupuncture point with one finger. They were knocked down before they even screamed. on the ground.

After the last man passed out, I picked up his night vision goggles: "It looks like they prepared accordingly."

"He's very handsome, Ito," Dazai said in a calm voice, although he boasted, "Did you guess the plan of Port Mafia?"

If you mean the plan to use the cruise ship dance as bait...

"guessed."

"I thought I had done a good enough job of keeping secrets."

Having said that, Dazai crouched down next to one of the enemies, stretched out his hand, and lightly touched the latter's neck.

I saw that the surrounding space seemed to be disintegrated, and the pieces of light gradually disappeared, followed by the sound of gunshots and fighting, very chaotic and very close.

Was it just a space trap created with supernatural powers?

"Then," Dazai stood up and looked at me, his eyes squinted, "go and see those guys who are like five-dollar coins."

But at the moment when these words were finished, a spark suddenly appeared in the corner of the cabin, and only a loud "bang" was heard.

No matter how hard I counted, the enemy still had such a hand. I was overturned by the air wave, and then I quickly hid behind the upturned wall panel, barely blocking the violent explosion.

Black smoke billowed up, and flames were still burning around. My ears were jolted by the loud noise, and even my mind was a little dazed.

"Cough... Dazai, are you still alive!"

I called out to Dazai, and touched my forehead to see if there was any bleeding, but it was fine if I didn't touch it, and I found something incredible—the headband was gone!

Surprised, I quickly looked down.

"Fortunately, it's not some kind of high-performance explosive," Dazai's voice came from the side. "It's a pity that this dress has to be washed again... What are you looking for?"

I covered my forehead in a conditioned reflex, and said in a panic, "No, it's nothing, it'll be fine in a while!"

He is still approaching this side: "I will help you..."

"Go away!"

I slammed open his hand, so strong that he didn't respond for a while.

At this moment, the atmosphere fell into a dead silence.

"Sorry, I mean..." I looked away, my tongue knotted, "I, I can find it myself."

After I finished speaking, I turned around and rummaged around on the pile of rubble. After a while, something swept across my face and it was itchy. I looked sideways and found that it was a hanging bandage.

Dazai was standing next to him with a bandage in his hand: "Replace?"

The headband is estimated to have been scratched by the metal fragments brought by the explosion, and the only way to cover the caged bird spell is to use a substitute.

I hesitated to take the bandage and whispered thank you.

We walked forward again, and the chaotic sound just now seemed to have stopped. We originally thought that the battle would end here, but the real situation is completely different.

The man in the uniform of the enemy organization held up the detonation/detonation device: "I'll press the button again when I come back, everyone will die together!"

His shirt was wide open, revealing the bomb inside.

Dazai took two steps forward and asked, "Have you dealt with it yet?"

"I'm very sorry, Mr. Dazai," the Hong Kong black man replied quickly, "We didn't expect him to do this."

The man should be wearing high-performance explosives/charges. Once the deck is detonated, they will be blown away, not to mention our group of flesh/body mortals.

Dazai did not panic: "Three."

The man was anxious: "What tricks are you going to play?!"

"two."

As soon as it fell, a black shadow flashed past, kicking the man standing on the ruins and flying out. The shadow fell to the ground, stretched out his arms, and firmly caught the detonating/detonating device.

Looking at the man who was dizzy and foaming on the ground, Dazai said helplessly, "I really don't give face, it's just a matter of time before the count is over."

"Are you a kindergarten kid?" Zhong pressed his hat angrily, his face full of displeasure, "Don't think you can just let it go after you come up with a plan, just be more serious with me, bastard."

After that, his eyes turned to me, and his brows tightened: "Why did you drag her down, is the shootout a joke?!"

"I'm innocent," Dazai raised his hands. "She's worried about her colleague. I just agreed to take her down to take a look at the girl's request."

As soon as the voice fell, only a "click" was heard, and the deck above everyone's heads suddenly collapsed, and there were countless screams and exclamations at the same time.

After the baptism of so many bombs, no matter how strong the deck was, it couldn't hold up. As it cracked, the guests fell down like dumplings, which scared us to step back and stay away from the disaster scene.

A voice as tender as tofu came into my ears: "Yiteng!"

little princess? !

I was stunned for a moment, but the other party has quickly climbed out of the human-shaped pyramid, walked through the ruins and hugged my leg: "You suddenly disappeared I'm so afraid of QAQ!!"

Who can bear this, I quickly turned on the soft-spoken coaxing mode.

There were also enemies who fell along with them, and Zhong Ye was the first to react, and immediately took action to deal with the most recent ones.

The little princess shrank behind me, and looked at Zhong Ye who only kicked people but didn't beat them, anxious: "Mr.

In an instant, all the members of the Hong Kong gang, including Dazai, all looked over, Zhong was also sluggish, his feet slipped, and he almost sent his forehead to the muzzle of the gun.

I hurriedly covered her mouth and gave an embarrassed smile to the onlookers: "Tong Yan Wuji, Tong Yan Wuji..."

After speaking, he turned his head and glared: "Who taught you!"

The little princess grabbed my leg and said pitifully, "Cumshot doesn't mean Mr. Zhongya punches... You told me."

I:"…"

I already said that the book is not a good thing!

One person in Zhongya has the fighting power of a company, and it doesn't take much effort to clear the enemy. I'm afraid that he will catch Eka and ask the truth, and run away with this little ancestor before the battle is over.

Chi Fu told me about the later situation. He said that they were informed of the ambush plan as soon as they got out of the cabin. It would be difficult to get injured if they cooperated with the entire operation. As for the finishing work, it was handed over to the lower-level members of the port Mafia, not ours.

After the cutscene, the curtain falls, and each family finds their own mother.

I was walking down the street lit by the street lights, and after a while, I turned into an alley, where the signboard lights were hung, and the words Lupin stood out in English.

I entered the bar and only asked the bartender for a glass of tomato juice.

"To pass the time?" the bartender asked.

"No," I said, "wait a minute."

It's a pity that the person I was waiting for didn't come, so I yawned and lay down on the bar to sleep for a while. After an unknown amount of time, the chair next to me made a slight movement. I opened my eyes and woke up in a second.

Dazai was sitting there, looking at me with his head tilted: "Wake up too fast, I wanted a gentleman to help you put on a coat or something."

I didn't say anything.

Dazai was used to me being the opposite of him, and the silence made him uncomfortable: "Is there something you want to say?"

"It's..." I scratched my face, my eyes wandering, "I'm sorry about today's incident."

He clearly wanted to help, but I opened his hand.

Dazai knew what I said and didn't react much: "Oh, that."

The glass was glowing softly.

I touched the bandage on my forehead, a little suspicious: "Aren't you going to ask me why?"

"Everyone has a secret," Dazai replied quickly. "Even Oda Tsukuru has a past that he doesn't want to talk about. I won't get to the bottom of everything."

After listening to his words, I was speechless, so I could only pick up the glass and take two sips of tomato juice to hide my embarrassment.

"Almost forgot," Dazai broke the silence after a while, "I still have questions to ask you."

I blinked, my face blank.

I saw his chair turned to face me, and his smile suddenly brightened: "Would you like to cancel the mercenary agreement of Nagasawa Pharmaceutical Company and join my guerrilla team, Itoto~"

…

A second after the machine crashed, I gushed out a mouthful of tomato juice, sprayed with water droplets, and hit the door of Dazai's noodles.