Leader Zai and Despair Raids the World

Who is it?

Whether it's Butei Dazai, or the two men with swords, or Kudo Shinichi and Gin who are watching the screen in the pure white room.

They were all recognizable at a glance.

Monocle, goatee.

White shirt, black suit.

The clean white gloves worn on both hands revealed a gentle gentlemanly demeanor in his actions.

But in fact, he is a "veteran" figure that everyone acquiesces among the high-level port mafia.

——Guangjin Liulang.

Its supernatural ability is [Luo Chun], which can bounce objects touched by the right hand with repulsive force.

Obviously, when everyone present was in a stalemate, it was Guangjin Liulang who confirmed the identity of the man standing in the center of the gun with a cold face from a distance.

For the centurion of the "Black Lizard" who has gone through the three leaders of Sudai, Ogai Mori, and Osamu Dazai, the absurd fact that he cannot recognize the leader of the port mafia does not exist.

But,……

Even Guangjin Liulang couldn't help but have a brief moment of hesitation in his heart:

Is the one standing there really the Boss?

For a moment, Guangjin suddenly recalled four and a half years... No, even more long ago, there was a 15-year-old boy standing in the hall of the port mafia with his hands in his pockets like this.At that time, the black long trench coat bestowed by Chief Mori himself was too big for him, and it was loosely wrapped around the young man's thin and unhealthy shoulders; He met the popular newcomer under Chief Mori head-on, and before he had time to say hello, the boy cast a cold, penetrating gaze on him, as if he could see through all the internal organs and seven orifices of a person. ...That's right, it's the look in this look now.

Under such a sight, Guangjin Liulang subconsciously held his breath and stabilized his heartbeat.In the last second, because he had never seen such a bright color on the leader, he swallowed it back because of the instinctive suspicion of the Mafia.

Yes.Guangjin Liulang thought to himself, except for the leaders of these villains, who else could stop these villains with one look?

Under such considerations, Guangjin hurriedly took a few steps forward, and scolded his subordinates, "Get out of the way!"

The majesty of the leader of the martial arts faction is very effective.In any case, the mafia is an illegal group that buys and sells violence, and within this group, it is impossible to maintain it without relying on iron-blooded superior-subordinate relationships.

Hearing such stern orders, all the mafia with guns surrounding the hall lowered their muzzles, lowered their heads, not even daring to breathe loudly, and gave way to both sides.

The air that was scorched like gunpowder just a moment ago is now plunged into a dead silence where even the heartbeat can be heard.

Guangjin Liulang did not pay attention to these low-level subordinates.He maintained an appropriate posture and did not immediately kneel down on one knee to salute, out of fear of revealing the true identity of the leader; but Guangjin could not pretend that nothing had happened, and could not help but fall into a rather rare dilemma at this moment... At the same time, in the bottom of Guangjin Liulang's heart, a sense of panic that "could have accidentally destroyed the leader's plan", in short, a sense of panic similar to this began to swell, gradually making his face turn pale.

Fortunately, before Guangjin Liulang couldn't help recalling the horrible methods the leader used to wash opponents in blood in recent years, the leader finally moved.

He didn't know when he changed into a sand-colored windbreaker, a tall man with black hair and kite eyes, but he didn't say anything.

He was not annoyed by his subordinate's arbitrarily raising a gun to the leader, nor did he express any opinion on Guangjin Liulang's self-serving "relief" action.

The man just raised his eyes coldly, his hands still in his pockets.

He stepped forward--

Following his movements, the two weak teenagers who had drawn their knives and stood in front of the man when the lower-level mafia members raised their guns, also moved at the same time.

Both appeared to be young and had been seriously injured in unknown places.

Looking at what he was wearing, it should have been a western-style uniform of good quality, but it had already been soaked in blood and torn into rags under the wound whose source was hard to identify. It would not be an exaggeration to say that it should go in the trash can.

Judging from the amount of blood loss seen by visual inspection, with such a thin young boy, he should have fainted from shock long ago.

However, no matter whether the two of them drew their swords to be on guard, or they followed quietly and left together at this moment, they couldn't tell that their injuries had reached such a serious level.

At this moment, Guangjin Liulang couldn't help but see the scene four and a half years ago in the blink of an eye: the same torn clothes, the blood from the wound on the body and a small puddle of blood on the ground... The figure is much thinner than his peers The white-haired boy tightly grasped the black coat given by the leader with both hands, and the fluffy white hair at the collar was blown away by his breath carefully, as if he was afraid that the dirt on his face would stain it red.There was an undisguised humbleness in this action, but when Guangjin Liulang approached according to the order of the leader, this cowardly-looking young man suddenly raised his head, and at that moment, fierceness emerged from the eyes of those purple-gold pupils. The struggle of being on guard, guarding, and fearing that even the last bit of redemption would be taken from him, mixed together and belonging to the fierce light of "beast", even Guangjin Liulang felt frightened by it. ...That's right, for some reason, he suddenly recalled Atsushi Nakajima back then.

Atsushi Nakajima, who has just been coaxed by the leader to join the port mafia.

In the next second, Guangjin Liulang understood why he thought of the guerrilla captain who logically was fighting the enemy at the moment: he met the eyes of the boy with white hair and golden pupils.

And this inorganic, metallic sight, which is afraid that even the last bit of salvation will be taken away by others, obviously does not belong to "human beings".

With just such a stare at each other, Guangjin Liulang subconsciously raised his vigilance.

……strangeness.

Could it be that these two teenagers are newcomers who the leader took a huge risk to walk out of the port mafia and personally persuade them?

At—now, this time?

He remained calm and bowed his head deeply as a sign of respect when the leader walked by.However, when the two teenagers walked past him without making any sound...

Guangjin Liulang made a bold choice.

Even if this choice made him break out in cold sweat, it made him feel that it would not be surprising if the leader ordered the armed forces to shoot him into a hornet's nest in the next second.

However, there are obvious doubts in front of him. Guangjin Liulang, who has long regarded the port mafia as his place, has no way to force himself to deceive himself.

——Guangjin Liulang waved his subordinates back with a wave of his hand. With his unbalanced heartbeat, he followed the leader as if nothing had happened.

Think of something good.Guangjin said to himself in his heart.How could his mind leader not see it?As long as the leader gives the order, one sentence... no, one word is fine.Just make sure the port mafia is safe, just make sure... the leader is safe, and he'll step down immediately.Whether he participated in the battle, or went to the torture room to be punished because he offended the leader, he would go there immediately, no matter what.

"Boss," Guangjin Liulang admired himself for being able to keep his voice tense, and began to find out what to say, and reported the situation to the leader: "Lord Dun met the invaders on the third floor."

The leader didn't answer.

The man in light-colored clothes strode forward.He is familiar with all the arrangements of the port mafia, bypassing the damaged marble columns, lifting his feet across the mess, and walking straight forward.

Guangjin stepped up to follow behind the leader.A little further back were two seriously injured teenagers, and a huge and dangerous white tiger walked silently beside their legs.

When the white tiger walks, it has the unique lightness and silence of feline creatures, but whether it is its claws, teeth, or tail, it obviously carries the power to kill people.

Guangjin Liulang would not be confused like those low-level members, mistakenly thinking that the white tiger is the supernatural power of the guerrilla leader Atsushi Nakajima.He knew the legendary "White Death" of the port mafia better than anyone else. He knew that the young man couldn't control the pain of the white tiger when he was on a mission. Around people other than the leader and Izumi Kyoka...

What's more, he came here in a hurry just because he received the latest battle report——

"Boss," Guangjin Liulang said again, his voice lowered a bit, "Quan Jinghua also encountered intruders."

Even after hearing such a report, there was still no fluctuation on the leader's face.

The young man seemed to have anticipated such a battle situation, and he seemed not to be shaken by the sacrifice of other people's lives at all.Those eyes—those unconcealed eyes, seemed to have flown into the winter ice or glass, and the look that once said the affectionate name "Mr. Guangjin" with a smile seemed to be buried in the ancient world. under the ice.

No one can figure it out:

What is this port mafia leader who has changed his clothes thinking about at the moment.

Guangjin Liulang only felt his heart sinking.

They boarded the elevator directly to the upper floors.This elevator is operated by fingerprints, and only high-level members have authority, and can only reach the central monitoring room on the 35th floor.Further up, leading to the top floor of the chief's office, is another passage that is more tightly guarded and airtight.

I don't know why, as a subordinate, Guangjin Liulang didn't run the elevator for the leader first, and the leader who controlled the power of the entire dark world didn't look offended.In other words, the frozen look on this man's face hasn't changed since we just met.

And all of this, plus the sudden appearance of the leader, the change of clothes that symbolize authority, and the sudden increase of new members beside him...

...It seems that it is too weird.

Even if the leader used his fingerprint authority to open the elevator, it still couldn't dispel Guangjin Liulang's suspicion.

The veteran mafioso prepared himself for cementing his body and sinking it into Yokohama Bay.Standing in the elevator with limited space, he stood behind the leader and raised his right hand slightly.

On his right hand, there was a faint light of the activation of the supernatural power.

"leader."

Guangjin Liulang lowered his voice and finally called out.

"Even if it's an order to execute me..."

"You really, don't even want to say a word?"

at the same time.

It was as if someone outside had pressed the elevator button.

At the height of ten floors of the Port Mafia.

The elevator stopped.