I have a problem with my forum

Chapter 8 Pleasure Offender

Aoki Nanze looked at the bag of gems and fell into deep thought.

Regardless of the situation in this forum, strictly speaking, he doesn't want to keep this bag of gems.

A gemstone that can bring bad luck and make people suffer from misfortune.

Where the hell would this be?Sounds like a nasty joke.

Although he can't treat it as a joke.

"Who would trade such dangerous goods in the forum? Are you really not afraid of dying in place?"

The black-haired cub murmured in a low voice.

Aoki Nanze squatted down, and carefully put the gem back into the bag with chopsticks.

Fortunately, he used discarded disposable chopsticks, otherwise, considering his current poor economic situation, it would be a bit distressing.

He sat cross-legged on the carpet, sighed, and turned on his phone.

In short, it is better to give it to whoever wants it. It is very difficult to dispose of this kind of thing.

He is an ordinary high school student, and he has no ability to solve it at all.

In comparison, it can only take a little effort to deliver the goods to the people who should send them.

【Recipient: Osamu Dazai】

【address】

It didn't clearly say where it was, but it was marked red and underlined.

Aoki Nansawa looked at the sign, stretched out his hand, and poked it.

The leather shoes stepped on the wet and bloody ground, and the handsome young man in a light-colored windbreaker bent his eyes.

"It's really troublesome... How could the client involve the port of Mafia?"

Osamu Dazai, a member of the Armed Detective Agency, was a little distressed by the violent gunshots in the nearby port.

"Mr. Dazai."

Osamu Dazai turned his head and met the eyes of the old man in a suit.

"Oh~ Isn't this Mr. Guangjin?" He said with a smile, "Why are you here? Could it be..."

The black-haired young man showed an exaggerated and unexpected expression: "Could it be that he is dealing with the traitor inside?"

Guangjin Liulang didn't speak, but meticulously cleaned the gun in his hand.

Behind him, dozens of Port Mafia in black suits aimed their guns at the young man neatly.

Tensions.

"Although it is right to want to die," he said softly, "but now is not a good time."

He was very afraid of pain and didn't want to die in such a ridiculous and ugly posture.

What's more, there are still things to deal with in Butei, Osamu Dazai sighed, he is a good boy who will complete the task.

"Mr. Hirotsu," with his hands in the pockets of the windbreaker, Osamu Dazai said relaxedly, "Compared to chatting with me, don't you need to deal with the rats inside?"

"I have evidence in my hand-evidence that they threatened the port Mafia."

Guangjin Liulang paused.

"This is where?"

The two sides who were confronting each other looked at the same time, and the muzzle of the black hole turned halfway to the place where the sound came out——

Aoki Nansawa, a 16-year-old high school student, is the designated courier of the forum.

Wearing teddy bear pajamas, with his hair curled up, he faced such a serious and dangerous situation with a dazed expression.

It is more terrifying than the underworld that broke into the door last time.

For the confronting mafia, he is like a passerby with a different style of painting.

Guangjin Liulang looked at him slowly.

Looking at his young age, he tried his best to be calm but couldn't hide his panic. He had never dealt with such a situation before.

Totally, normal people.

Holding a cloth bag in his arms, he didn't know what was in it.

"Hey, are you lost? Why did the kid appear here?"

In the dead silence, Dazai Osamu was the first to step forward, and the hem of the youth's light-colored windbreaker swayed slightly, fitting the trouser legs.

He walked up to the child and stared at the messy black hair that was the same color as his own for a while.

Osamu Dazai stretched out a finger, and pressed Daimao down.

He let go.

The dull hair curled up tenaciously again.

puff.

The kite-colored pupils were bent, and Osamu Dazai bent down: "Can't you tell me the reason? Those behind my brother are all bad guys."

"The kind that kills without blinking an eye."

Like a pleasure criminal who seduces and deceives children.

Osamu Dazai, who was a former Hong Kong black cadre and went ashore with a whitewashed resume, said so without conscience.

He doesn't know why this child appears here, the way he appears is too strange, is it some kind of space power?

Under his beautiful smile, the black-haired cub subconsciously took a step back.

Osamu Dazai: "..." Sudden doubts about his face?

He was once rated as "Arsonist NO.1" within the Port Mafia for three consecutive years and "Most Popular Cadre" for two consecutive years.

With such a title, Osamu Dazai still can't gain the trust of a child?

Aoki Nanze didn't know why he retreated, he just felt it was dangerous.

Obviously the person in front of him was smiling, looking delicate and considerate, but he felt...he was no safer than those with guns.

"I…"

The little face hesitated, probably trying to hide something.

Osamu Dazai remained calm: "What's the matter, I can't find the way back?"

He completely ignored the port of Maifa behind him, taking it for granted——

When he blocked the child with his back, Hong Kong and Hei should not have shot him directly.

He is very "valuable".

Aoki Nanzawa did not forget the reason why he was sent here.

He is the courier appointed by the forum, he ordered the address, that is to say, he will appear beside the recipient.

Although no one expected that he would appear in such a form.

No one expected that the recipient would find death in such a place.

The temperature outside was much lower than inside the room. The black-haired cub sneezed and carefully covered his fingertips with his pajamas.

He is in poor health and catches cold easily, and the sea breeze in the port is too strong.

If the blowing continues, Aoki Nanze will be able to lie down with a fever without the need for the group of gunmen to do anything.

Guangjin Liulang walked over without raising his gun: "Do you know him?"

He was asking this kid.

Of course, he didn't need a gun either, it was enough for the subordinates behind him to have one.

Osamu Dazai is only one person, since the unlucky one collided with the port Mafia, it is not difficult to take him away.

Seeing him coming and smelling the smell of blood, Aoki Nanze turned pale.

Only then did he notice what it felt like to be wet under his feet—it wasn't water, or rather, it wasn't pure water.

It's blood.

This group of people is not joking, it is indeed very dangerous here.

"I want to ask," Aoki Nansawa paused, "Is there anyone called Osamu Dazai here?"

It was the guy who made an agreement with Kuroro and had to let the courier deliver the goods.

Aoki Nanze was deeply impressed by this name, and when he saw someone, he would try to find the IP of the other party and try to block it when he returned.

This dangerous transaction is also too much.

As soon as he finished asking, he saw the beautiful young man in front of him widen his eyes in surprise.

The latter exaggeratedly pointed at himself with a bandaged finger, "It's me? Are you looking for me?"

This was something Dazai hadn't expected.

This child was of unknown origin and origin, and he didn't seem to know himself.

That being the case, isn't it intriguing for him to call out his own name?

Aoki Nanze glanced at him and handed him the bag in his hand.

"This is something sent to you by someone else," he said resentfully, "check if the goods are right."

If you want to leave here as soon as possible, you should give this bag of hot gems out first.

Aoki Nanze didn't want to stay in his hands for any disasters and the like, he still cherished life very much.

Osamu Dazai took it as if he wasn't vigilant at all.

In front of Maifa at the port, he opened the bag generously—it was a heavy gem.

Seeing him take it apart, Aoki Nanze breathed a sigh of relief: "The courier has been delivered, and the rest has nothing to do with me."

Whether this Osamu Dazai is fighting with the mafia, or the mafia wants to catch him, it has nothing to do with Aoki Nanzawa.

Aoki Nanze is just a courier, what does it have to do with him?

"Wait." Osamu Dazai tugged at his cuffs—they were still printed with childish bear patterns.

The latter seemed to be trying to take something out of his pocket, subconsciously trying to hide, but failed to dodge.

"hiss."

The handsome young man paused, and Osamu Dazai lowered his head.

There were a few bloodstains on the fingertips.He still remembered the touch just now, like a flenser-like pain.

Aoki Nanze didn't notice, he just held the phone in his hand.

"Is there anything else, Dazai-san?"

Guangjin Liulang on the other side also suddenly reached out, trying to take his cell phone away.

In this kind of port, at this moment of fighting, do you want to call the police by taking out your mobile phone?He and Osamu Dazai are in the same group?

But he also failed.

Mr. Guangjin frowned, and wiped away the blood on his fingertips.

What's going on, they can't touch this child—is this his superpower?

"This thing," Osamu Dazai pointed to the bag, "Who gave it to me?"

He wanted to confirm a fact, a fact that was almost at hand.

Osamu Dazai knew the answer, but it sounded incredible, this kid...

Aoki Nanze thought for a moment: "The sender is Kurolo Rushiru."

Chrollo Russell.

The leader of the Phantom Brigade in "Hunter x Hunter" and the leader of the bandit gang.

This manga is quite famous in Yokohama, and Osamu Dazai had vaguely heard of it, although he didn't pay much attention to it.

Is this sender using a pseudonym, or...

Osamu Dazai held a gemstone, lost in thought.

He already had a guess, so the identity of the person in front of him was easy to explain.

While he was thinking, Aoki Nanze lowered his head and quickly browsed the phone.

The order on the forum page shows "signed for successfully", and there is an additional courier option.

【return】

Osamu Dazai tossed the gemstone, and rolled his eyes: "I probably know, altar master..."

The black-haired boy in front of him disappeared in an instant.

"This bag of gems looks very ominous, Mr. Dazai please use it carefully."

The only thing left at the scene was this sentence, and the courier had long since disappeared.

Osamu Dazai sighed faintly, he had originally prepared a surprise for the altar master.

Anyway, I have known netizens for more than three years in the forum, and he has been blocked so many times.

I even had the cheek to go to other IPs, which caused a lot of trouble.

Isn't such, such a deep relationship worth a very pleasant meeting?

Guangjin Liulang looked at him: "Mr. Dazai, that..."

Before he could finish speaking, the latter quickly stuffed a handful of gems into his hand.

The young man in the light-colored windbreaker turned around and threw a bag of gems towards the mafia without hesitation.

"This is a gift for everyone!" Osamu Dazai turned around and started running.

He is still a little envious of the altar master's way of leaving, "You must, cherish this wealth!"

It was just a bag of gems, Guangjin Liulang frowned, but suddenly avoided it the next moment.

The bullet grazed the cheek and hit the gravel, bleeding.The dying rats didn't know where their strength came from.

Having no time to take care of Osamu Dazai over there, Hirotsu Liunang had no choice but to turn around and deal with the chaos here first.

"Don't panic! Throw away the gems first!"

At such a close distance, he also heard the reminder from the child.

Is it the realization of some kind of supernatural power?Can actually make items bear traces of the curse?

Anyway, today's affairs must be reported to the leader.