The bottom-level employees at the port burst into cheers that shook the world—the cadres are here!
The cadre raised his spider to pierce the roof of the Maybach deeply. He was squatting in a half-crouched position. This was a posture ready for action. As long as he released the explosive point, he could safely land on the truck next to him in an instant. Three... Two... One! Burberry's black windbreaker flashed by, and the expensive Poisson series wrapped around the young man's soft and thin curves. Every employee present held their breath. This was the "Sakura" of the port, the gentle, considerate and handsome man who captured countless hearts. Just thinking about breathing the same air as him can make me feel that my life as a social animal has been redeemed.
The Desert/Eagle fired two salvos, and the roof of the warehouse was violently opened. The cadre felt a little hot. He loosened the tie at the top of his shirt, revealing half of the tattoo at the tail of his neck. The green characters were engraved on his slightly pale skin: Ogai.
The expressions of the spectators suddenly became more exciting. So is it true that the four senior executives of Port Mafia are deeply involved in sadomasochistic love?
Suddenly, the cadre's ankle was grabbed. The owner of the claw showed no mercy at all. The pair of fine handmade leather shoes were immediately stained with dust. The one who was caught was also stunned and failed to maintain his balance, so he fell straight down.
"Bang!"
"Are you okay?!"
Mother fans have already started wiping away tears. Lu Mingfei stared at the sky blankly, thinking that he had probably suffered a concussion from the fall. Dazai was still strapped with explosives, but the two brothers still hugged him and shouted excitedly:
"Lu Jun, you are here to save me!"
Your sister's Osamu Dazai...
Intention: Regarding the fact that I am still a social beast even in another world