In a way, it's another him.It's just more arrogant, wild and untamable, not bound by the people around you, and not cautious about the rampage of the ability.Zhou Fangzun pursed his lips, and his dark golden eyes fell into complexity.The memory of the past is only a vague silhouette, and I don't even know why I came to a strange world.It's just instinctively chasing something annoying.He couldn't even tell what it was, but his instinct to kill quickly drove him to find a trajectory all the way to chase and kill the other party, and the other party also consciously let him track it down, and then set a trap to create a scene for him to kill and frame him.Zhou Fangzun knows it, but it doesn't matter if these are any, after all, there is no one in this world that he needs to protect, so it's a big deal to turn himself in after killing the other party.He planned everything, not even thinking about what awaited him after he turned himself in.But a young man named Nakahara Nakaya broke in.It's a very new feeling.Zhongyuan Zhong was also outlined by black leather gloves with slender five fingers, and moved his fingers manually, signaling Zhou Fangzun to step back a little.Tell you so much, why don't I show it to you in front of you.Let's take a good look here.Week· The third king, the big brother of the red group· Zun: Oh.Zhongyuan Zhong also had no time to observe Zhou Fangzun's words and feelings at this moment, and the crowded crowd was covered with glass beads, and he was surrounded by people who fell.He rose into the air on tiptoe and the long black trench coat draped over his body made a hunting sound, raising a chilling and dashing amplitude.Firmly clinging to his thin shoulders, his body glowing with a dark red.Swept over the heads of a group of black, complaining ordinary citizens.There was an exclamation.Zhongyuan Zhongya has never liked to drag mud and water, as early as when the man landed on him with murderous intent, Zhong also locked on the target, and controlled the gravity to go straight to the person hiding behind the container.Ah, with this kung fu hiding behind the cabinet, why don't you pick a guy with stronger abilities to board?
Nakahara also laughed lowly, and slowly fell from mid-air, the small black leather shoes made a slight muffled sound from the ground where they fell, and small spider patterns appeared around the leather shoes.Now no one notices this small detail.I don't know what you're talking about.A girl with short milk-gray hair, with a cute bow tied on her head, grabbed the shelf with both hands and trembled with fear.The watery eyes were shining with watery flow.Please、Please don't hurt me!
The girl's voice has an obvious crying tone, and it looks similar to an ordinary delicate girl.In other words, it may only be treated as a gentleman, so in other words, it is quite good at grasping the psychology of human beings.Did you change the girl to be the carrier this time?
Nakahara also scratched his head, a little troubled, and his legs in black trousers approached the other party step by step.What a hassle.No!!!
The gray-haired girl screamed in fright and attracted everyone's attention, and the others were still blinded and did not move, but two staff members who had heard about the fall happened to come over at this moment.I just happened to witness how aggressive Zhongyuan Zhong was, how the girl cried helplessly for help, and immediately protected the victim with her body.Who are you?
What do you want to do to her?
AhhIt occupies a woman's body in order to arouse the desire of others to protect herself when it is discovered.By the way, frame him again or something.Nakahara Nakaya raised his blue eyes and sighed slightly at the sight of the woman standing behind the two tall staff members with a twisted smile at him.Is it okay not to make such an ugly expression with a cute female body?
It's rude to a beautiful and cute girl.Zhongyuan Zhongya's sudden speech made the two staff members who were doing ideological education for Zhongya stunned, and saw that Zhongyuan Zhongya was still staring at the weak girl through them, and immediately scolded: Talking to you, the staff's voice has not yet fallen, and he feels the strength of his shoulders increase, and an invisible gravity presses on his shoulders, getting heavier and heavier, heavier and heavier, so that the foreheads of the two people are soaked with sweat the size of beans.Their knees were forced to bend slightly, and when they wanted to take their bodies, the force pressing on their shoulders suddenly increased, and they fell to their knees unexpectedly.Two black leather shoes landed in front of them, and the two staff members raised their heads with difficulty, and saw that the petite teenager was covered in a thin layer of red light, and his eyes did not even fall on them.There was a smile on the corner of his lips, and he opened his mouth lightly, and his voice was low and idle, and his sloppy tone seemed to be playing with his dying prey.Want to rely on someone else to stop me?
Unfortunately, no one can escape gravity.What are you going to do now?
The author has something to say: he wrote two books in a row, one chasing his wife in the crematorium, and one persecuting Dazai in various senses to make him cry.I'm going to open the double black again, you should be tired of watching it, right????
I'm wondering if to open the Ghost Slayer Blade.,I'm currently thinking about it.,Whether you open it or not, help me click on the collection of the column:"[Comprehensive Ghost Slayer] Naraku Teaches the Crumb Boss to Be a Ghost" Thank you for feeding my baby~!
Chapter 22 Maka Nakahara, what are you talking about??
Zhongyuan Zhong also stepped on the small black leather shoes and crossed the staff who gritted their teeth and questioned him with difficulty, the ice blue cat pupils were calm and arrogant, although they were equal in height, but they unexpectedly gave people a condescending sense of condescending, and their beautiful eyes reflected the edge.Take in the resentful look of the gray-haired girl.It's not my usual style to be with girls, but I can only say I'm sorry.I don't know what you're talking about The gray-haired girl gritted her teeth and stood behind the fallen staff, looking left and right looking for someone to be attached to, but looking at some middle-aged aunts, the gray-haired girl's face was distorted, and when she was about to engage in tactical maneuvers with Zhongyuan, she suddenly found that the petite teenager in front of her had disappeared.When she noticed a warm breath from behind her back spraying on her neck, a sharp pain came from her neck, which made her go limp, and she fell to the ground.It's rude.Nakahara Nakahara also said sorry words, the ice blue cat pupil calmly lowered her head and looked at the girl who passed out on the ground, the delicate and cute girl lay on the ground unconsciously, and the appearance of curling up slightly can arouse people's desire to protect.It also made Zhongya use gravity to make the chandelier above her head fall, and the act of directly smashing people unconscious was somewhat restrained, although the provocative behavior was enough for him to kill people dozens of times, after all, the girl who was possessed was still very innocent.Anyway, as long as the girl's body is knocked unconscious before he escapes this body, it's fine.Zhongyuan Zhong also dialed the number and ordered his subordinates to come and take the girl away, and hung up the phone after doing the corresponding things, and turned his head sideways to face the high-level personnel who rushed over.The other party came with dozens of security guards, and after seeing the delicate young man who was petite but exuded a faint anger, the leader paused in front of Zhongyuan Zhongya with a slight hesitation.Are you a member of the port mafia?
This question made the fierce faces of the big hands freeze, and they all looked at the petite and delicate orange-haired boy, and their eyes expressed more or less disbelief: Port mafia?
Well.Zhongyuan Zhong also swept everyone's incredulous gaze, frowned imperceptibly, and finally fell on the man in charge.Catch someone.The man at the head opened his mouth, maybe even he didn't expect to meet the people of the Night Empire within his jurisdiction, the panic in his heart was vividly expressed through his pupils, and before he could speak, Nakahara Zhong also raised his hand to stop him from continuing to speak.The dark red of his body appeared dangerously again, his delicate and beautiful face was expressionless, and he didn't see any movement, and the mischievous glass balls that caused chaos were actually covered by dark red light, and one by one they floated from the ground, and fell into the dark blue plastic frame in a staggered manner, making a sound, a sound.Nakahara Zhongya's voice is extremely indifferent, his delicate and beautiful face does not have too much emotion, and his eyes are calm and cold.As compensation for the disruption, I took care of the orbs.The port mafia has always paid attention to class, and although Zhongyuan Zhong didn't care much about this, since he took the initiative to cause trouble, he solved it easily.It's not that much of a hassle.After Nakahara also finished disposing of the glass ball, his subordinates happened to arrive and picked up the girl who had passed out into the car.The movements of his subordinates were fast, and Nakahara was also very satisfied, and walked towards Zun, who was waiting on the side.Long waiting.Zhongyuan Zhong also naturally stood by Zhou Fangzun's side and asked.Going to dinner together?
There is a good western restaurant nearby, I have a treat.Zhou Fangzun lowered his eyelids, looked at the radiant Zhongyuan Zhongya, and secretly sighed in his heart that his energetic appearance was very similar to the cold and sharp appearance just now, or rather: he showed two forms at work and outside work.Treat work seriously and coldly, but in private it is like a little sun.This kind of Central Plains should also be very popular.Well.Zhou Fangzun has no opinion.Zhongyuan Zhong also went to the western restaurant with Zhou Fangzun to solve the problem, and naturally took Zhou Fangzun to his new dormitory.When the two-person dormitory apartment was outside the door, there was a man in a black suit.Nakahara also relied on his extraordinary memory to recognize him as one of Dazai's men.Osamu Dazai's mallet is extremely fond of bullying his subordinates, and it can be said that becoming Osamu Dazai's subordinate is a lot of bad luck for them for eight lifetimes.Now I don't know what kind of moth Osamu Dazai is playing again.It's pathetic.Why are you here?
What did Dazai ask you to do again?
Zhongyuan Zhong also controlled gravity and gently landed all the daily necessities and bedding for Zhou Fangzun at the door of Zun's house.Zhou Fangzun also had no interest in listening to other people's conversations, took the key from Zhongyuanzhong's open palm, opened the door and looked at the ordinarily decorated room, this temporary foothold did not give him a sense of belonging at all.Still, it's better than nothing.Zhou Fangzun thought lightly, and brought the things back to his home one by one.Despite his physique and effortless lifting of heavy objects, such repetition is always a bit irritating.Zhou Fangzun thought of the effortless control of gravity in the Central Plains to lift things, and continued to chat with him without breathing.Suddenly, he stared at the thing in his hand on a whim, only to see the crimson flames skewering out, and then burning a big hole in the quilt in his hand in an instant.Zhou Fangzun calmly doused it with water, calmly looked at the quilt that had burned a big hole and was soaked with cold water, and thought calmly and expressionlessly: Well, I really need to support myself.Dazai, Dazai-sama said that Nakahara was also standing on the corridor of the dormitory, and Zhou Fangzun naturally had an expressionless dead face, so he didn't realize that Zhou Fangzun had the idea of being happy at this moment.Just frowned slightly and looked at the squeaky black suit.What's going on?
Did he go to a woman again to martyrdom, or did he commit suicide again and forbid you to save him?
Bastard mackerel, can't you give him less trouble!
Willful death is over!!
Zhongyuan Zhongye's previous good mood towards Zhou Fangzun was completely destroyed, and his patience in the face of his subordinates who couldn't even speak clearly was lost, and when he picked up his mobile phone, he had to call the bastard named Mackerel directly.The subordinate saw that he couldn't delay any longer, and hurriedly spoke: Dazai-sama is on a mission by himself with a team!
There are five times as many people on the other side as we are, and there are also Strangers!
He, he asked me not to ask for help from you, just wait outside the door of the apartment, when you come back, you will drag it out as long as you want, and the impatient eyes of Zhongyuan Zhong suddenly turned cold, pressed the beeping mobile phone, and the sharp eyes were like sharp blades to the subordinates who only spoke.The subordinate lowered his head in fright, and his lips trembled to convey what Osamu Dazai had said.Tai, Dazai-sama said.This, he died because you hooked up with someone else, regardless of whether your partner lived or died!
As soon as the subordinates finished speaking, the sensor lights and glass windows in the corridor burst open.Zhongyuan Zhong was also full of low air pressure and raging killing intent, forcing the man in black to be silent, and soon heard Zhongyuan Zhongya gritting his teeth.That bastard!!!!!
In order to disgust Lao Tzu, this kind of thing is done!!!
It's my business if you're dead!
I'm going to jump from here today, and I'm not going to save him!!
The author has something to say: Nakahara Nakaya: You changed the title for me!!!
Chapter 23 The light in my god's warehouse was so dim that I could only see the dark liquids falling to the ground one by one.I couldn't tell what it was, I could only smell the strong smell of blood.- Tread, tread, tread.A shoe sounded on the concrete ground, and the other party held a gun.
Zhi slowly approached, and if he listened carefully, he could still hear a little gasping sound, and there was a muffled sound of the gun in his hand, and the crisp sound of something rolling on the ground.The bullet was successfully loaded.Because the warehouse was so quiet, you could still hear the sound of pulling the trigger.What a stroke of luck.The man who approached from the darkness said this, a hint of happiness crossed his ugly face, and his eyes were fixed on the young man who was leaning back against the wall and covering his abdomen, his head lowered, and his slightly curly black hair covered his palm-sized face, so that people could not see the emotion clearly.But he should regret it, regret that he underestimated the enemy and brought a small team of people.Although the people on his side also suffered heavy losses, they were much better than the mafia, which was almost wiped out.Why say a little bit?
Well, because their boss had to torture him before he could die.The man with the gun thought so happily that he dropped the gun in his hand on his shoulder and made a pretending to be a chic and dignified gesture.Ah, if I'm not mistaken, you should be a candidate cadre for the port mafia, right?
Not.The thin boy leaned against the wall, and when he heard the words, he let out a low breath and was still chuckling.What does this gentleman want to say?
The candidate cadres of the port mafia are so dish?
Don't you have anyone in the mafia, let a little devil like you be the captain, you see how many people you have killed.The other party's tone was pleasant and vicious.If you beg me, I might be able to spare your life.After the man finished speaking, the boy known as the little ghost let out a nice chuckle.Soft and glutinous, just laughter can make people's flesh and bones crispy, not to mention that he is soft and delicate with the childishness unique to this age.Do you want me to beg for mercy?
Osamu Dazai slowly raised his head, revealing his eyes under the dark curls in the faint light that he couldn't see clearly.Yes.The young man spoke in a soft tone, more docile than the man thought.But there was no trace of fear in the words, cold, without a trace of warmth.Please sir, shoot me, I love death but I hate pain the most, you can aim it at my throat or heart.That's right~ Aiming at the temple and shooting is the least likely to die.Did you remember?
What the hell is this imp talking about??
The strong man with the gun clenched the gun in his hand, and it was precisely because he could feel the pleasant anticipation in the boy's tone, and it was as if he had done it many times to hear the boy skillfully tell him where it was easiest to die without pain.He had the illusion that the prey that was dying was playing tricks on him, which made him feel very angry: he was the one who was cornered, he was the one who was pointed at the gun, and he was the one who sacrificed all his subordinates!