One morning, the Port Mafia was recruiting new members.

The man with burgundy hair and blue eyes was filling out the form on the table. After completing it, he handed it to the person in charge in black clothes who was sitting behind the table.

"Hmm...name is Oda Sakunosuke, age is 23 years old, his previous profession was a killer, wait, 23 years old?!" The mafia recruiter who was dressed like a mafia casually took the watch, looked at it and shouted in surprise.

, "Are you only 23 years old?!"

"Ah." The man nodded with a calm expression, "Do you have any questions?"

The person in charge shook his head, "No, no, I just think your appearance is a bit inconsistent with your age. Okay, okay, go ahead and turn left and there will be a big room where basic knowledge will be explained to you newbies. Just wait inside.

Already."

The man bowed slightly and walked towards where the person in charge said he was.

The person in charge looked at Oda Sakunosuke's back as he walked in and said, "If your age is correct, he does look a little anxious, and it's hard to find a wife." As he spoke, he shrugged with a smile.

, "Hey, this kind of low-level people will die at any time. It's not sure whether they can live to marry a wife!"

The Port Mafia is not an organization composed entirely of people with special powers or members with their own specialties. Since it is a mafia, it must fight, and it also needs cannon fodder, which are the lowest members.

This kind of members are always replaced very quickly, but at the same time, the money they can get is much more than ordinary jobs outside. Usually, these kind of members are people who are hungry and have no other options to sign up. But what did the man think just now?

It doesn't look like such a person. Could it be that he is here as an undercover agent? The person in charge was amused by his guess.

The port mafia is now undercover, unless it is because of its longevity!

On the other side, the man walking further and further didn't care what the person in charge was guessing. There was only one question in his mind,

Good guy, which one is left and which one is right?

The way Arasuke was teleported this time was not very friendly, making him a little dizzy. His mind was as messy as if he had been locked in a washing machine and stirred hard. His previous actions and words were all based on his excellent work ability, which he could barely hold down.

The discomfort is complete.

Damn it! The first thing you do when you get back is to complain! Who is the bastard who let the newbies who have not been trained come out to teleport!

When I find out, I will definitely kill it!

The former assassin, who still had some stubble on his chin, walked forward with a pale face. From the outside, it was impossible to tell that he was panicking in his heart: Good guy, where did he go?!

Oda Sakunosuke is not someone who will get lost in the Port Mafia where he has been working for a long time!

Fortunately, the uncomfortable feeling gradually subsided, and Arasuke's IQ came back online. He looked around and found that the place where he was standing was not far from the place where he was imparting knowledge to newcomers. After thinking about it, he decided to go back and accept it honestly.

Onboarding training.

It’s just that the plan can’t keep up with the changes——

"Hey, guy over there, stop."

It's the middle part of the Central Plains.

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Dazai Osamu's eyelids have been twitching since the morning. Although it has been more than 20 days since his last rest, he has never skipped like this before.

It's like installing a motor.

Osamu Dazai let out a long sigh, put down the pen in his hand, supported his chin with one hand, and rubbed his eyelids with the other hand.

The plan has reached its final stage, and the end is not far away. Before everything ends, why don't you meet with Odasaku?

Although he really wanted to meet him, Dazai Osamu was not prepared to meet Oda Sakunosuke so soon.

Oda Sakunosuke, who was brought up by Nakahara Chuuya, looked at Dazai Osamu calmly and even said hello: "Good morning, Dazai, have you had breakfast?"

Osamu Dazai said with a stiff face: "Good morning, I haven't eaten yet."

No, wait a minute,

"Chuuya, why did you bring the people from the Armed Detective Agency in?" Osamu Dazai's stiff face changed into his usual expression soon after, "What's the matter? I just couldn't bear to talk to the people from the Armed Detective Agency."

Do you want to join forces to get rid of me?" He even made a cold joke.

Zhongyuan Zhong didn't react much, and said businesslikely: "Chief, I found him on the first floor of the headquarters near the door. As a member of the armed detective agency, he submitted an application to join the port mafia as a low-level employee. I suspect

It's a plan of the Armed Detective Agency, and I'm going to bring the person here and hand it over to you."

Nakahara Chuuya was not affected by Dazai Osamu's words at all. After saying this, he walked up and stood behind Dazai Osamu, with his back straight and his hands behind his back hidden in the dark. His whole figure was like a sharp weapon that restrained his sharp edge.

, only a pair of blue eyes are shining, and he is always in a state where he can react in the first second and defeat the opponent as soon as an enemy appears.

Dazai Osamu curled his lips boredly, looked at Arasuke, crossed his hands and rested his chin, "So, Mr. Armed Detective Agency, what's the matter with you coming to the Port Mafia?"

Arasuke: "Ah, I'm not a member of the Armed Detective Agency as you mentioned. I came here just to find a job to support myself and my children. After all, raising children is quite expensive now."

Osamu Dazai: "No?"

Arasuke nodded, "You may not believe it," his eyes were serious, "I have always been a member of the Port Mafia."

Well, whether you believe it or not, I just have to believe it myself.

Dazai Osamu moved his index finger, "Chuuya, you go out first."

"Huh? You... have a good brain. Hey, leader, why? This guy may attack you at any time. As the top cadre of the Port Mafia, I have to be by your side to protect you." Zhongyuan Zhongya almost blurted out.

Some beautiful words to express condolences to the chief.

Dazai Osamu smiled and said: "Chuuya, since you are the top cadre of the Port Mafia, you should know this. The leader's order is greater than anything else. Now as the leader, I order you to get out."

Nakahara Chuuya became furious, "Dazai Osamu!"

"Oh haha," Dazai Osamu put down his hands and leaned back, "If you address the leader by his full name with a bad attitude, the Central Plains cadres will be punished with an additional penalty."

Zhongyuan Zhong also reluctantly put away his anger, "So?"

"So in order to punish Chuuya, Chuuya should stand in front of the leader's office!" Dazai Osamu happily gave an order to Nakahara Chuuya and pointed in the direction of the door through the air.

Zhongyuan Zhongya took a few deep breaths and kept hinting to himself: "This is the leader, the leader. The mackerel is the leader now. You can't fight. You really can't fight this. Calm down, Zhongyuan Zhongya, you are a mature adult.

You need to calm down."

Finally, Zhongyuan Zhongya said: "Yes."

So the Central Plains cadres of the Port Mafia walked obediently to the door of the leader's office and began to stand there, staring back at every curious look that came over them.

Damn mackerel, sooner or later I'm going to let you know why the flowers are so red!

While Nakahara Chuuya stood up straight like a student who was punished by the teacher in school, he was furiously cursing Dazai Osamu in his heart.

"Okay," Osamu Dazai in the office showed a very fake smile, "Now tell me, what does it mean to always be a member of the Port Mafia?"

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