Go To Hell Together

Roughly counting the number of people who have died lying on the ground, Nara has been completely unable to see it, and it is about 30 to 30 people.

Licking her lips, she can already imagine what it would be like to go back to **** to work overtime tonight. It is necessary to wear a helmet to go back, otherwise she will definitely not be able to beat the ghost lamp.

"I know that the cadres of Port Mafia are not easy to deal with. I didn't expect Mr. Dazai to have expected it already?"

Nara watched the dark barrel of the gun directly hit the head of Dazai Osamu, and the expression on her face became a little subtle, "Are you a girl with a gun under a skirt? Where did you get the gun from?"

The villains in the TV series have very good brains. Generally, no one can see what they do secretly, but it is obvious that although the little bird tour has taken the villain's personality, his brain seems not to work well.

Whether it’s her intention to approach Odasaku’s behavior or buckle everything on Nara’s head, in fact, these shame operations have been seen through from the beginning, but she just wanted to let her jump here to see if she could jump. What is it?

Oh, now I don't care about it, I dare to directly confront Dazai Osamu.

"Well~ let me guess~ the lady in her hand should be the 92F produced by the company in Italy, right? If I attack at such a close range, I will definitely have my brain blooming, but would you like to try shooting?"

Dazai Osamu once again fancy death, Nara was so excited that he took out a small book and wanted to record what happened before him. Although today more than 30 people went to **** in a pile, if she brought Dazai Osamu down, the ghost lamp-kun would definitely be there. Won't hit her anymore.

but…

Why does this guy know what gun the birdie is holding?

Nara recalled that when she changed clothes in the locker room before, she was sure that the other party didn't really carry a gun, but after so long, the other party only went to the bathroom just now.

Boldly speculate that maybe the other party went to the bathroom to get the gun at this time, and listening to Osamu Dazai's tone, it seemed that he had already guessed this possibility. The gun was definitely passive.

Gee!

It seems that the target person will not die today.

Nara was a little depressed and put the small book in his pocket. When he looked up again, the bird tour had already hung up, and Dazai Osamu looked at her with a smile.

"..."

"..."

It's over, she just forgot to enter the acting state.

As a girl who has just come from the countryside to a big city and has never seen anything in the world and is still a silly sweet girl, she probably needs to panic when she sees this kind of scene?

Is it too late for her to be surprised now?

"Mr. Dazai I am actually a facial paralysis. Although I am expressionless now, I am actually scared in my heart. Do you believe it?"

Because of the gun battle in the bar, it is impossible to work tonight, absolutely impossible.

According to the current situation, except for the leader and cronies of this magic organization, the rest of the people can be said to be out of the nest. It is the best time to eliminate the magic organization tonight.

Nara is still being watched, and she will never truly become free before the magic organization is annihilated.

Although the gate of **** has a fixed location, in order to facilitate free entry and exit, the messenger applied very witly to open a small door in her rented house, so after sending away Dazai Osamu, she secretly returned through the small door to hell.

When she went back, she deliberately wore a helmet, just because she was afraid that the mace of the ghost lamp would be swung up directly. It is estimated that the dozens of people who died before the time are now at Master Yan Mo's. It's just that there are so many numbers, everyone Which **** to assign is indeed time-consuming and labor-intensive.

Hiding outside the main hall, Nara quietly stretched his head inside and looked at him. After making sure that the ghost lamp-lord was not there, he breathed a sigh of relief, "It's okay, it's okay, he's not there."

"Who are you talking about?"

"..."

Ah ah ah ah ah!

Why would the big demon stand behind her! Why are you still holding a mace in your hand!

It's a real mace!

Help!

"Nothing! I happened to have nothing to do today, so I wanted to go back to **** and see if there is anything I can do."

"Oh? What can you do?"

Gui Lan's face suddenly turned black, feeling black all over his body. Nara was so scared that his legs shook into noodles, and he finally stood firm by supporting the wall behind him, "Yes!"

"Oh, these are all yours, they must be done tonight!"

"..."

The ghost lamp, who didn’t know where he took out, directly smashed the document into Nara’s hands, and set the completion time, which directly caused the **** messenger to use bloodshot blood when Dazai Osamu knocked on the door the next morning. The eyes opened the door.

"Mr. Dazai, I think Mafia should promote peace. It is best for the members to die. Don't concentrate on a period of collective death."

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Hahaha! Everyone must get along in harmony in the future, don’t always shoot out