For the Slaughter To Eliminate the Haggard

Osamu Dazai, male, fifteen years old, a powerful subordinate of the port Mafia leader Mori Ogai, nicknamed Yokohama Flower from Jianghu, Hermes in the Mafia, Armani in the guerrillas, and the most underrated in the eyes of Zhongyuan Zhongya a nail.

This is all the information I have collected so far.

…

It doesn't seem to be of any use at all!

At this moment, I am squatting in the women's toilet of the Nagasawa Pharmaceutical Company, holding a mobile phone in my hand like the vast majority of young compatriots in China.

[Chifu: TAT thank you so much Ito, the demolition went well today]

I pressed the keyboard and replied.

[Where, I would also like to thank you for your willingness to propose to the directors that I be in charge of today's handover supervision]

In addition to finding out that Osamu Dazai is the pride of the black people in Hong Kong, I also know that he will come here to inspect the goods today, because the company that hired us is a pharmaceutical company on the surface, but secretly it is also involved in the smuggling business, providing guns and weapons for the port Mafia. .

The toilet door made a creak, and someone came in.

I quickly turned off my phone, opened the cubicle, washed my hands and left.

After a while, I and other mercenaries gathered downstairs. There were several tarpaulin trucks parked in the open space in front of me, which were full of guns and ammunition.

When the second hand moved, the delivery time was just right, and a vibrant voice sounded.

"Ah ah ah, I'm going to lose, I'm going to lose!"

I said "Huh", turned my head to look to the side, and saw a well-known young man in a black suit walking towards this direction unhurriedly. He was holding a handheld game console in his hand, and his expression was very exciting.

It seemed that he was experiencing a hearty battle in the game console. His voice became more and more excited, and finally he suddenly slumped and lost.

"Ah, it's a pity, it's just a little bit." The boy said it was a pity, but indifferently threw the game console aside and asked his subordinates to help hold it.

Osamu Dazai?

Ouch, this dude is quite handsome.

The unremarkable face of the client appeared in my mind, and it made sense to think about being green.

"The delivery speed is still as fast as ever," Osamu Dazai strode towards this side, the suit jacket on his shoulders curved in the wind, "Then, let's start checking."

The members of the Hong Kong black and black who came with him stepped forward to open the tarpaulin. Dazai Osamu seemed to be used to this kind of work. He looked a little careless, but paused slightly when he passed in front of me.

After all, there are tall and mighty men on the left and right sides, and my small body is as eye-catching as the word "concave" standing in the middle.

Great, here's your chance!

At this moment, a lot of pick-up options popped up in my mind, but when I saw the submachine/gun around... No, hold on, be reserved!

The guy in charge of the checklist suddenly said, "Mr. Dazai, there is no problem with the number."

"Ah, is it?"

Dazai Osamu only had time to give me a glance, then turned around and said, "Then let's go to the weapons store first."

Such smuggled guns will be transported to the high-level weapons warehouses in Hong Kong and black. There are strong defenses, and people are generally prohibited from entering and leaving. Mercenaries like us have no right to follow the past, and can only be responsible for the **** of a certain distance.

Unfortunately, I am not on the list of people responsible for the escort.

"Ito, what are you looking at?" The colleague on the side followed my line of sight, "Mr. Dazai?"

I was puzzled: "You know him?"

"How can you not know him? He is the captain of the guerrilla unit directly under the leadership of the port Mafia leader," my colleague patted my head. "Although he is good-looking, my brother advises you that this person can only be viewed from a distance and not to be played with."

...that means he's dangerous.

But yes, roses have thorns.

After the supervision task is over, we have to go back to our respective positions. The director's daughter has been playing in the company recently, and I am mainly responsible for her safety.

Before you know it, it's getting dark.

The moment I put the director's daughter in the luxury car, I got off work.

There were people coming and going on the street, and I shuttled between the crowds. When I finished walking the street and breathed the fresh air again, I had transformed into Osamu Dazai using the transformation technique.

Turning around, you can just see the "results" reflected in the window.

- Dazai's eyes have some upward arcs, and the plain whiteness makes his deep eyes a little more cunning. Coupled with the delicate facial features, even if the bandages are wrapped, the peach blossoms on this face cannot be covered.

He is tall and slender, and wearing a black suit makes him look extraordinary.

Perfect, not bad at all!

So next... I looked at the lingerie store on the left and walked in with my foot up.

"Welcome," the clerk showed her signature smile, "May I help you with anything..."

While speaking, she suddenly paused: "Sir, do you want to buy something?"

I raised my fist to clear my throat, and picked it along the display rack: "Well, what model do you think I am suitable for."

There was a moment of silence in the scene.

The female clerk got stuck: "Sir, I think... you are more suitable for another store."

"What a bastard, hurting my self-esteem!"

"No, sir, you, you..." the clerk racked his brains, "I'll be honest, I don't quite understand your model."

"Excessive, don't we men deserve to have a perfect set of underwear!" I stared at her with wide eyes, almost holding an axe in my hand, "The times are different, men and women are the same, do you understand!"

The clerk looked quite embarrassed: "But you can't even wear the smallest one here."

"Nonsense, my model is far beyond your imagination, you just take it, if you don't wear it, I will lose!"

Seeing that I couldn't beat me, the clerk had to run into the small warehouse and rummage through the cabinets. After she took out the stock, I directly said to pack it all and take it away. She probably got used to it. Quan thought I was the stupid son of the landlord's family. Fun.

Because there were too many, the clerk didn't start counting the money until the underwear was packed. I stood behind her, stuck my head out and looked at the cracking computer. The bag on the counter slammed into his arms, turned around, and ran wild.

The clerk was stunned for a few seconds before she could react. She hurried out of the store and roared angrily: "Quickly catch that idiot who stole underwear!!!"

However, it was too late, there were only human heads everywhere, and there was not even the slightest figure of a fool.

...

Yokohama today is also very peaceful.

The next morning, Osamu Dazai received a summons from the leader and came to the office of the office. At a glance, he saw Ogai Mori who was looking at the documents at the desk: "Mr. Mori."

Unexpectedly, Mori Owai did not greet him with a smile as usual this time, but just picked up a page of paper with his fingers, looking haggard: "Dazai-kun, you..."

He held his forehead in one hand and the paper in the other, and it took him a long time to say two words: "Awesome."

Osamu Dazai: "?"

"In just one day, I received more than a dozen complaint letters," Mori Owai became much older overnight, "Last night at 8:10, you robbed all the women's products stores in the commercial street, four styles of ABCD underwear. No, it's no longer possible to measure words, it's about kilograms."

Osamu Dazai: "???"

"There are as many as three boxes of the extended version for overnight use."

Dazai Osamu: "...what are you talking about?"

Mori Owai held back his headache: "To be honest, Dazai-kun, I didn't know you were so fierce after knowing you for so long."

Dazai Osamu seemed to understand a little bit, but before he could speak, the other party dropped the paper in his hand and said earnestly, "If you are short of money, you can tell me."

Dazai Osamu: "No, I think I need a solution..."

"Do you know how much I wanted to say I didn't know you when I got this list?"

"I didn't have..."

"Promise me, I will be a serious Mafia from today, okay?"

"…"

Can't talk about this!

Meanwhile, in a rental house.

"Hahahahaha, I told you to tell you that you can't imagine the expression at the time. Hahahahahaha, my mother is smiling, I am smile, hahahahahaha - cough, cough and cough!"

I took the phone a little further away, and I was about to die of laughter before I took it closer: "Calm down, big brother."

"Hahahahaha calm down. Who the **** did it? I'm going to give him a pennant. This is simply killing harm for the people hahahahahaha!"

I wanted to say "it's my talent", but when I heard the second half of the sentence, I always felt something was wrong.

Didn't I tell him about the donkey slaughter plan long ago?

"Zhongye, don't get excited," I hesitated for a while, "Do you remember what you did when we were drunk last time we were in the tavern?"

"Hahahahaha what did I do haha..."

After that, he was silent.

After a while, the man opposite said tentatively, "I shouldn't have done anything to you, right?"

...you're so timely!

I dare to carry this pot alone!

I agreed to avenge you and now I'm a lonely takeover, how will I live in the future!

I can't tell you how hard it is, but on second thought, it's not a bad thing to rot in my stomach. After all, the role I played in front of Zhongya was a low-level weak chicken fighting hard for my dreams, which exposed the ability to transform. Not really good.

However, Zhong Ye was still asking, "Hey, talk, did I go blind and do anything strange to you?"

I have it."

This time, it was Zhong's turn to be silent, and all he could hear was his breathing.

"You hugged my thigh and begged me to listen to you singing children's songs. You begged for three whole streets, but your subordinates couldn't stop you."

"...Don't lie to me, I will believe it."

He can do anything when he's drunk. Even the leaders of the Hong Kong underworld know this. It's no secret in the circle.

"Of course," I was on the phone, my hands were not idle, and I put the Kunwu built by the trustee into the ninja bag, "Of course I lied to you... Don't be so fierce, did you know me on the first day... To tell the truth, I feel that I am a model worker, who specializes in cleaning up the mess for you who have a hangover. I feel sorry for the conscience of the world without me.

Zhong Ye was still roaring over there, my eardrums couldn't stand it anymore, so I could only put the phone aside to pack my things, even if the speakerphone was not turned on, the other party's roar could clearly come into my ears: "Did you put the phone away again? Put the phone aside, pick it up for me!"

I'm not used to being so witty all of a sudden.

"Stop joking," Zhong Ye's decibel lowered, "I have a mission here, so I'll hang up first."

"Mission? What mission?"

"Takase Club, you know, it's one of the four major organizations. The cadres over there sent a message saying that they had decided to defect to the port of Mafia and wanted to find a place to exchange information with us."

The port of Mafia was seriously damaged by the death of the former leader, and it is still in the revival stage. Takase will take this opportunity to do things everywhere. No matter how you look at it, it is impossible for anyone to defect to the enemy and betray the country.

Probably guessed my idea, and Zhong also said, "You also think it's a trap?"

"I don't think it has to be a trap," I recalled my previous experience. "What are you going to do?"

"Depending on the situation, if they are serious, the information that should be exchanged still has to be exchanged. If they cheat, I can handle it alone."

I tied the ninja bag to my thigh and asked, "Zhongyao, do you know why God let you meet me?"

"?"

"To make up for your intelligence."

"…"

"Turn your mind around a bit," I walked to the small balcony to check if the gas was turned off. "If that high-ranking cadre is a fraudulent surrender, then the trading location he chooses must be near the Takase Club's base. It is good for reinforcements and retreats. You bring some more people and launch a surprise attack on their strongholds when you negotiate with the high-ranking officials. This will not only catch the high-ranking officials and threaten the Takase Society, but also capture the enemy's strongholds, killing two birds with one stone. , Stunning."

This is the best policy, but Zhong Ye was silent after listening to it: "The idea is a good idea, but you remind me of a person."

"Who can let you see his shadow through me?"

"Osamu Dazai."

As we all know, Osamu Dazai is a derogatory term here.

"I'll consider your suggestion," Zhong also gritted his teeth and said, "But if you dare to be like his bastard, I'll stomp your face every minute, do you hear me!"

So I really care about what happened between the two of you, boy! !

Hang up the phone, I'm going out too.

There is an extra task today. The director daughter accidentally lost a necklace when she was wandering in the slums yesterday. She was clamoring to pick it up, otherwise she would go on a hunger strike.

Just as I was tying my shoelaces and preparing to step out the door, my phone vibrated and a text message alerted.

[Central Plains Zhongya: Thank you]

I looked at the screen and smiled.

Pretty shy.