Even through what Saiki Kusuo said, he admitted this in disguise.I can't really know the truth about his return to the age of 16 from Saiki Kusuo.Miss Qi Mu Zhongyuan also thought about it, and was about to speak, when she instantly felt that a malicious gaze with murderous intent fell on her, and her ice blue eyes, which were still a little bit of a female gentleman, suddenly became sharp, and she raised her eyes and glanced accurately in the direction that exuded strong malice.Are you being targeted?
He lowered his voice and asked so casually, his delicate eyebrows and eyes were so disdainful and arrogant, and he didn't pay attention to the other party's sneak attack at all.He has been in Hong Kong Black since he was 15 years old, and he has encountered countless pursuits.In terms of numbers alone, most of them belong to his enemies.But the strange point is that at the age of 16, he has not had many opportunities to appear, and he became famous at the age of 17.Not me.Listening to Qi Mu Nanxiong's bland reply, Zhongyuan Zhong also touched his nose, thinking about what enemies he had met at the age of 16.But no matter what, dragging a woman into the water is always rude.Ah, sorry.Zhongyuan Zhong was also seriously recalling the moment, the little mouse hiding in the dark corner buckled the wrench, and the gunfire clicked out, and I don't know if it was a coincidence or locked the pink hair around Zhongyuan Zhongya's target, and the bullets all attacked in their direction, breaking the glass window with strength and ferocity, and attacking!
Zhongyuan Zhong sat up straight and leaned lazily on the back of the chair, and the petite palm wearing black leather gloves reached out to block the front of Pink Mao while the bullet broke the glass.A thin layer of red light appeared unhurriedly, causing the bullet to stop touching the black leather glove.was held in the palm of his hand by the owner of his hand, and he couldn't make the slightest wave.Nakahara Zhongya also looked down at the bullet in his palm, his ice-blue eyes locked on the figure in the crowd who dropped the machinery and turned around and ran, ignoring the frightened crowd screaming around him, and tilted his head unhurriedly to appease the frightened women around him.In any case, while he is present, it is his responsibility to keep the women around him safe.What's more, Qi Mu Nanxiong was invited by him.I'm sorry that Nakahara was also thinking about how to appease the frightened women, but he saw that Pink Mao was super calmly holding his portion of coffee jelly and eating.Not only is he calm and calm, but he also seems to be able to see a little praise and praise from his calm and waveless gaze.This looks at you fiercely, vicious, irritable and irritable, but I didn't expect that it was unexpectedly a good boy for a female gentleman, and the eyes of a child mean a few things!
What the hell are you wrong about him!
Zhongyuan Zhong also swallowed the complaint that almost soared with gentlemanly quality, and he still remembered that while sensing the other party's killing intent, Qi Mu Nanxiong's expression was stunned.How to say it, it was as if I had seen something in advance, and then relaxed.Nakahara Nakaya thought about running far, and Qi Mu Kusuo, who was slowly enjoying Nakaya's second coffee jelly, spoke.That person probably knows that you are the strongest existence in this world.Nakahara also saw that after saying the first half of the sentence, Saiki Kusuo thought for a moment before continuing to say the second half of the sentence.The woman who was enjoying the coffee jelly raised her head half seriously, and through his strange green glasses, Zhongyuan also found a little seriousness in the middle of the day.Seeing how much Qi Mu Kusuo loves coffee jelly, Nakahara is also quite skeptical that this kind hint is for coffee jelly.The answer you want to know now, it's not time to tell you for a while.But if you chase it now, you'll find a good spot.Is there anything special about chasing the past?
Zhongyuan Zhong was also stunned, his ice-blue pupils subconsciously looked towards the place where the assassin had fled, and blinked his round blue eyes at Qi Mu with a slight hesitation, and the corners of his lips pursed slightly hooked up a bright and arrogant smile.AhhQi Mu Nanxiong did not respond, and Nakahara Nakahara also put away his smile, and jumped out with his leather black gloved palm propped up on the windowsill.Chased in the direction of the assassin's escape.As for saying goodbye next time or something?
Nakahara also believes that they will see each other again.Yokohama is bustling on weekends, and the streets are filled with men and women holding their friends' arms and beaming happily with the warm sun, making it look like an ordinary person feeling happy.However, such a crowd is a little inconvenient for catching a small mouse that has run away.Nakahara Nakaya came out of the dessert shop and followed the escape route of the little mouse that had escaped, and his toes rose into the air a little bit, and his petite body in a black coat was covered with a layer of dark red light, and silently landed on the top of the tall building.While controlling gravity, he condescendingly looked down at the ordinary citizens who looked like ants, while looking for the escaped little mouse.Found the Central Plains, and also controlled gravity and fell to the ground like a divine soldier descending, and the wind blew the black trench coat scattered on his body in a cold arc.The small black leather shoes were trampled on the concrete ground, and slight spider patterns appeared.drove the little mouse who threw away his armor and panicked into a dead end.As if he was happy to play with his dying prey, Zhongyuan Zhong walked into a dead end in no hurry, his beautiful ice blue eyes looked at the helpless figure with his back to him, and lazily patted his dusty coat with his hand.There was a slight laziness in his voice.Still running?
I'm sorry, but I don't have the patience to wait for you to climb the wall.Before Zhongyuan Zhongya finished speaking, he saw the man who was still in a panic looking left and right to find the direction of escape, and at this moment, he turned his head strangely and showed a weird smile to Zhongyuanzhong.Those eyes were full of malice and arrogance that didn't know where the fight came from.Zhongyuan Zhong also raised his eyebrows in surprise, guessing: Is there a trick?
Or is there a partner to answer?
This speculation also made Zhongyuan Zhong a little fun, and the ice blue pupils looked at the neighborhood with interest, but he didn't expect the man to faint unexpectedly when Zhongyuan Zhong also looked elsewhere.Damn, this development is not logical at all!!
Shouldn't someone come to the rescue, and then they have a big fight??
What is it to pass out!!
Nakahara also had an incredible eyebrow, ran to the other party's side and kicked the other party, without the slightest reaction.But it's a little weird to faint like this for no reason, right?
There is no omen's coma, and Zhongyuan Zhong can only blame it on pretending.So for the man who was cautious, Zhongyuan Zhong did not have the slightest soft-heartedness, and the little leather shoes unceremoniously kicked the man who fell to the ground and pretended to be dead, and stepped on the vertebrae on the other party's back.The dark red light covered his body, and Zhongyuan Zhong also increased his strength little by little.Hey, if you put it on again, your spine will be broken, and you will become a waste.It's a pity that under the strength of the Central Plains, which can almost crush the vertebrae, the man still doesn't have the slightest reaction.Nakahara frowned at this time, withdrew his feet, and his ice-blue pupils quietly blurred a little confused, glancing at the man who maintained his posture and did not react at all.What's going on?
Did you really faint?
In a hospital room.The black slightly curly hair was wrapped in a plain white bandage, and the delicate young man who bypassed his left eye supported his slightly baby-fat face with his two hands, and his cold and slender fingers rhythmically tapped his pale cheeks, and the only iris eyes that were exposed were shining, as if he had seen something very interesting.In terms of appearance alone, it is indeed an angelic face.Dazai-kun, it's time for a dressing change.The medical staff in a clean white uniform walked in with bandages and other things, and when he saw him standing in front of the window, he asked curiously.Hey, what are you looking at?
Nothing.Osamu Dazai smiled with crooked eyes and a gentle and soft voice, and walked over as he spoke.It's just some inconsequential things, which are insignificant compared to the beautiful lady~ There are also some curious nurse misses who were coaxed by Dazai to smile, and the topic was quietly revealed, and the daily examination began.Outside the window, there is a blue sky, and there is a huge transparent sword on it.When the wind blew it, a faint ripple appeared.In a flash, he disappeared without a trace.Chapter 11 The bandage device of interrogation Nakahara also screamed, kicked the unconscious old uncle, took out his mobile phone from his black trench coat and called his subordinates to come and throw people to the interrogation room, out of sight.The unusually slender fingers outlined by the black leather gloves quickly poked the keys a few times.Toot, toot, toot.The phone rang a few times and was quickly picked up.
-Nakahara-sama?
To call a 16-year-old an adult sounds like a tongue-in-cheek.However, in the other party's cautious and slightly respectful tone, it can be heard that the person on the other side of the phone has no objections.There is no way around it.Who made the 16-year-old boy outstanding in his abilities and a master of physical skills.After only one year of joining Hong Kong Black, he was promoted to one of the cadre candidates, and he also loved to make trouble in the organization + build his happiness on the pain of others + Ming Huanghuang told you that he just likes you and can't kill him + calculated, but he + is keen on suicide, but the strange thing is that the dead are others + Hei Mu became a partner.In addition, regardless of Zhongyuan Zhongya, this person's own strength is outstanding enough, or he can stand the black mud, which is quite admirable.Well.Zhongyuan Middle School has also been called like this for 7 years, and there has been no initial discomfort for a long time, so he commanded directly: I am at No. 24 in the xx block, come and help me take someone away.
-Be.Lord Nakahara.Zhongyuan Zhongya also hung up the communication after a short speech, and irritably stroked his brightly colored orange hair with his hand, and his mood was not happy because he caught the other party's ear.All the developments made him instinctively feel that something was wrong.The timing of the coma was too coincidental.and Nakahara's ice-blue eyes, which were also slightly impetuous due to confusion, were closed: the way the old uncle looked at him before he fell unconscious resurfaced.That kind of maliciously, stinging eyes is not at all a sign that you will be so nervous that you will pass out.And this sense of irritability is more like missing something.Zhongyuan Zhong also stuffed the phone back into the pocket of his coat irritably, and his ice-blue pupils glanced at the old uncle who fell to the ground, and the feeling of irritability made his brows frown slightly, and a strange thought flashed for a moment.Too fast to catch.Nakahara Zhongya's irritable look was paused, his ice-blue eyes were slightly dull, and his lips were pursed.Lord Nakahara.Nakahara also dialed the phone only three minutes ago, and there was a clear and piercing sound of brakes at the mouth of the dead end.Zhongyuan Zhongya crossed his waist with one hand, and glanced at them idly.A few black suits who got out of the black car quickly came to him and bowed respectfully.Mr.
Nakahara.Well.Nakahara also raised his chin in the direction of the old man lying on the corpse, concisely and to the point.Take it to the interrogation room.Hong Kong Black has always adhered to the principle of talking less and doing more, and the unruly candidate cadre is obviously not in a very happy mood at the moment, and the black suit does not dare to delay the slightest response, so he dragged the old man into the car.The black sedan is gone.Zhongyuan Zhongya stood alone in the dead end for a while, his ice-blue eyes were as secretive as deep.Pursing his lips and throwing away his troubled thoughts, he went back to the dim sum shop first, and Qimu Kusuo was gone as he expected.And so it was.So now it's okay to go back to Hong Kong directly, I haven't been to the training ground for a long time, and the locomotive that he was only active before the age of 18 has been too busy to go to drag racing recently.Nakahara also thought casually, and the beautiful ice blue □□ glanced at the window of the dim sum shop.There has been a boy holding a three-flowered cat, the young man has slender eyebrows and gentle eyes.The scorching golden glow outside the window was cast on his soft hair, causing faint ripples.He is a gentle teenager who is not the slightest bit aggressive.Sitting quietly by the window and smiling at the round ball three-flowered pig, with a warm light.The little radar that Zhongyuan Zhongya also intuitively raised the alarm suddenly: Young man, go on, this person is absolutely extraordinary at a glance.Go make friends with him, be your partner, and off Dazai!!
What the hell, have you been psychedelic lately, where are there so many special people!!
If there really is such a high chance, his world will be worn out long ago!!
For the first time, Nakahara began to doubt the accuracy of his instincts, and his blue eyes looked away and slowly walked away with the sun.Nakahara Nakaya didn't step forward to talk to anyone in the end, and when he slowly walked back to the Minato Black Building, he was reported by his subordinates: Nakahara-sama, the suspect you captured is being interrogated by Dazai-sama.Dazai?
Nakahara also glanced at him in surprise.When did he come back?
The man looked down at his toes: An hour ago, Lord Nakahara.That is, just came back from the hospital and went to the interrogation room?
The ice blue color of the Central Plains sank, and he waved his hand at the subordinates who were on standby.With a turn of tiptoe, the direction to the trainer was changed to the interrogation room.I see, you go get busy.Zhongyuan Zhong also turned his back to the subordinate, his delicate porcelain white face was full of solemnity, and his ice-blue pupils were sharp.Unhurriedly passed through the two guards and stepped into the interrogation room.As soon as I stepped in, I deeply felt the dampness and coldness that was different from the corridor.and the perennial smell of rust in the air during long interrogations.Zhongyuan Zhong is also very familiar with this place, even the ice blue in the cat's pupils did not make any waves, and when he raised his eyes slightly, he saw the uncle who was simply and rudely gagged and flushed, his limbs were tied to the torture rack, the fat limbs writhed like earthworms, making a short and unbearable breath sound, his eyes were moistened by physiological tears, and he looked at them longingly.Needless to say, you know who did the good thing.The initiator yawned idly, a bandaged arm supporting the hairy head, and without looking at the front, Nakahara could also imagine the expression of the face with baby fat.Looking at it from behind, Osamu Dazai during the interrogation was much more cold and gloomy than usual.It's also more dangerous.However, Osamu Dazai's black coat, which he has not worn all year round, was placed on the table casually, revealing the white shirt inside, and the cuffs of the shirt were rolled up a few times at will, revealing a small arm.Nakahara Nakaya looked at the hand wrapped in a plain white bandage, Dazai's slender hand was very valuable and wore black gloves, and the bone joints looked more slender and weak than usual.It's like a pampered son.Nakahara also sighed in disgust in his heart, swaggering over on small leather shoes, and heard his voice before he got close to Osamu Dazai.Wow, little slug, you're really slow to crawl, and you're only coming back now.Who's a little slug!
Nakahara also smashed Dazai's head with a violent chest, and he didn't stay in the hospital to fend for himself, and what did he do when he came back to harm others?
The young lady in the hospital is not good-looking, or are you all soaked?
Pain, pain, pain.Osamu Dazai turned around with his head aggrieved, and accused him softly with a pair of wet iris eyes.Violent slugs, I know how to get down to business.If Osamu Dazai is fitted with a pair of fluffy ears, this guy will definitely be cute with airplane ears.