Chapter 29 Chapter 29 Broken.

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But the next second, there was no pain.

Shirase opened his eyes in surprise and stared at the scene in front of him with a look of astonishment.

"Huh?"

The black-haired boy opened his eyes wide and exclaimed in surprise.

Plumes of smoke emanated from the wooden hatch, and a bullet penetrated the chest of a man in a black suit.

In the alley, blood was splattered everywhere, and the red color blended into the thick darkness.

Dazai Osamu curled the corners of his lips and stretched out his hand to push Li Xiaoqi away.

Li Xiaoqi fell backwards uncontrollably, his body suspended in the air, watching Dazai Osamu getting farther and farther away.

The men in black suits raised their wooden cannons, and flames spread out, illuminating the entire alley.

The sound of the wooden box was deafening. Li Xiaoqi fell to the ground and shouted in panic: "Mr. Dazai——!!!"

Countless bullets flew towards Dazai Osamu in an instant. Dazai Osamu kept a slight smile and watched the bullets approaching rapidly.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of him.

The bullet flashed red and stopped in mid-air, reflecting back at the same speed.

The sounds of □□ being pierced rang out one after another, and the screams were endless.

Li Xiaoqi followed the dim light at the entrance of the alley and saw blue eyes opened in the bloodshot.

The one with these eyes is a boy of only fifteen years old.

The fluttering ochre hair slowly fell down, and his sharp eyes were filled with murderous intent.

The army green jersey was stained with splattered blood, but its owner didn't care at all.

Dazai Osamu stood intact behind the ochre-haired boy, slowly raising a sneer.

"Chuya!"

Shirase shouted happily.

Nakahara Chuuya looked back and sighed silently when he saw the wounds on Shirase and the black-haired boy.

"Shirase, Kuroha, I told you last time, don't steal weapons from the other side—"

After saying that, he looked at Dazai Osamu strangely.

Dazai Osamu met Nakahara Chuuya's inquiring gaze and gave a harmless smile.

Nakahara Chuuya frowned slightly, arched his back, and rushed out like an arrow.

Li Xiaoqi stood up in embarrassment and looked at Zhongyuan Chuye blankly.

The fifteen-year-old boy nimbly moved among the enemies. The men in black suits who were hit by bullets had their movements greatly reduced due to their wounds, and were soon knocked to the ground by the boy.

The blood flowing from the men in black suits gradually formed a pool, reflecting the street lamp at the entrance of the alley with moths entangled in it.

On the live broadcast interface that only Li Xiaoqi and Dazai Osamu can see, barrages of comments flashed across, and the audience's mood fluctuated from anger towards Shirase, to Dazai Osamu facing the crisis of being shot, to Nakahara Chuuya's rescue.

Shirase, damn you, you're putting the blame on Zai.

Qiqi is so decisive, rushing in without a word, determined to take Shirase with her even if she dies.

【Ahhh Zai, what are you doing?! I won’t allow it! 】

[The dangers of Makigura live ammunition are unbelievable. My life before Zai...]

I feel so sorry for Xiao Qi. She cried out "Mr. Dazai" so desperately.

[Chuuya!!! So handsome——]

[It's Chuuya!]

[…What a horrific scene, blood everywhere. Perhaps some of them are dead?]

[The danger is real, and the possibility of death is also real. Whether in a cursed or wild situation, there is a risk to one's life. I feel sorry for Xiao Qi +1]

Qiqi is just an ordinary person like us. She's really amazing that she didn't get scared when she saw this scene.

Xiao Qi feels so broken and heartbroken.

Gifts were sent out one after another in the live broadcast room. They were afraid that Li Xiaoqi would die in danger, so they could only send some gifts to do their best.

The strong smell of blood filled his nostrils. Li Xiaoqi frowned and couldn't help but retched. He had no intention of paying attention to the barrage of comments.

Zhongyuan Chuuya stopped and looked at Li Xiaoqi in surprise.

"Ordinary people?"

Li Xiaoqi's face was pale, his eyes were filled with tears and he was still in shock. His thin pink lips were tightly pursed, his face was covered with dust, and his white shirt was no longer spotless, with some blood stains on it.

A look of pity flashed across Nakahara Chuuya's eyes, and anger appeared between his brows.

"Hey, how can you roll up ordinary people?!"

Hei Ye showed hesitation and subconsciously looked at Shirase.

Shirase gave Heiye a silencing look, and looked at Nakahara Chuuya with an aggrieved expression.

"Chuuya, it wasn't me who got them involved. This woman was led by that man."

Nakahara Chuuya turned around and looked Dazai Osamu up and down.

The man was wearing a black suit and a large black coat on his shoulders, which looked like what a mafia member should wear, but he was wearing a strange mask on his head.

"Do you have any special fetish? Wearing a black hood, like a bandit."

Zhongyuan Chuye spoke bluntly, pointing at Li Xiaoqi and saying, "Did you kidnap this woman?"

Dazai Osamu blinked. "Bandit? Black hood?"

Li Xiaoqi: “???”

She was still feeling nauseous, but suddenly she froze.

At this moment, the system popped up at the right time.

"In principle, two identical people cannot exist in the same world, even if they are from a parallel world. Therefore, the appearance of the host Dazai Osamu will be blocked from the eyes of people related to Dazai Osamu in this world."

The next second, a photo popped up in the void.

The picture above shows Dazai Osamu wearing a black woolen mask that covers his entire head, with only his two eyes exposed... no, one of his eyes is covered by a white bandage.

"This is the image of the host Dazai Osamu in the eyes of those associated with Dazai Osamu in this world."

Bandit mask——

Li Xiaoqi opened his eyes wide, and his panic disappeared in an instant, and he even felt like laughing.

"puff."

She couldn't help laughing and burst out of her mouth.

Dazai Osamu was very silent, very silent.

Laughter echoed in the alley, and everyone looked at Li Xiaoqi.

Li Xiaoqi's face froze, and he coughed awkwardly to stop the smile on his lips.

Dazai Osamu looked at Li Xiaoqi, with an aggrieved look on his face, and his kite-colored eyes seemed to be saying pitifully—

System, how could you do this to me!

Li Xiaoqi bit his lower lip and almost couldn't hold it in anymore.

Nakahara Chuuya was puzzled and asked kindly, "Hey, are you okay?"

Li Xiaoqi smiled embarrassedly and nodded.

Thanks to the system administrator's reminder, her mood has improved a lot, although she still feels subconsciously scared when she sees the situation on the ground.

Bai Lai looked at Li Xiaoqi with a different look in his eyes. "I think she's fine. An ordinary woman was brought to such a chaotic place by a strange man, and she's still smiling now. It shows that she's not a serious person."

Dazai Osamu looked over coldly, with murderous intent in his eyes.

Shirase met Dazai's gaze. Although he couldn't see his expression, the single eye that was exposed gave him a chill.

"Shirase! Apologize!"

Zhongyuan Zhong also rebuked in disapproval.

Li Xiaoqi laughed angrily, picked up a stone on the ground and threw it hard.

The stone flew straight towards Shirase's face, and Shirase cried out in pain after being hit on the face.

Li Xiaoqi swore that she had never thrown anything so accurately before.

"Hello--"

He glared at Li Xiaoqi.

Li Xiaoqi refused to give in and glared back, "Did you hear me? Apologize!"

At this time, the barrage was full of insults against Shirase.

Nakahara Chuuya frowned slightly and looked towards the direction of Leibo Street.

"Shirase, apologize quickly, we have to go back."

He urged.

Bai Lai seemed to remember something, his expression changed, and he reluctantly apologized to Li Xiaoqi.

Dazai Osamu noticed something was wrong with the two and asked, "Did something happen on Leibo Street?"

Could it be the Huangba Tu incident?

Li Xiaoqi thought subconsciously.

Unexpectedly, what Nakahara Chuuya said surprised both Dazai Osamu and Li Xiaoqi.

"Don't you know? Leibo Street has been shrouded in fog since a week ago. You can only see within a radius of fifty meters. After nine o'clock in the evening, monsters appear on the street. Many people have died at the hands of monsters. That's why people close their doors every night and dare not take a single step out."

Nakahara Chuuya frowned and lowered his voice.

Li Xiaoqi was very surprised and asked, "What kind of monster is it?"

Zhongyuan Zhongye was a little surprised and looked at her unexpectedly.

"There are all kinds of them, and they look disgusting."

Could it be a cursed spirit?

Li Xiaoqi turned to look at Dazai Osamu, and questions flashed through his mind.

Dazai Osamu nodded slightly in affirmation.

No way, this Murder Street Mystery quest is so exciting???

Li Xiaoqi swallowed nervously and clenched his fingers to calm himself down.

"Leave."

Nakahara Chuuya turned around and walked quickly out of the alley, and Shirase and Kuroba hurriedly followed.

"Chuuya, wait for me! If we go back now, we'll definitely run into those monsters. You have to protect us—"

Shirase's voice continued to be heard.

Dazai Osamu sneered and walked to stand beside Li Xiaoqi.

He looked at Nakahara Chuuya's back without saying a word. His iris-colored eyes seemed filled with many emotions, but then everything returned to darkness.

Li Xiaoqi looked at the live broadcast interface on the side, but found that the barrage was flashing wildly, all of which were just one sentence.

【later! ! ! 】

She opened her eyes wide and looked back.

Among the group of people lying in a pool of blood, one of them raised his upper body and pointed the wooden cannon at the back of Nakahara Chuuya.

His face was ferocious and he pulled the trigger in an instant.

At this moment, Dazai Osamu stepped to the side, blocking Nakahara Chuuya's back.

When Li Xiaoqi saw what Dazai Osamu was doing, he subconsciously grabbed his hand and blocked him in front of him.

Dazai Osamu was stunned, and the moment he lowered his eyes, he heard the sound of a wooden cannon.

"Bang" sound, so familiar.

Blood splattered and landed on his cheek.

A faint fragrance entered my nose, and then someone bumped into my arms.

Li Xiaoqi groaned, his brows furrowed deeply in pain.

Nakahara Chuuya turned around and kicked the stone, sending it flying and hitting the attacker's solar plexus with a red light of gravity.

The attacker fell to the ground, completely lifeless.

"Hey, how's she?"

Nakahara Chuuya frowned, a look of worry flashing across his eyes.

But he got no answer.

"Xiao Qi?"

Dazai Osamu murmured.

He put his arm around Li Xiaoqi's shoulders and whispered in her ear, "Why did you block it for me?"

"Given the extent of that man's injuries, there's no way he could have hit my heart."

Dazai Osamu's words were steady and calm, and seemed unusually cold amidst the howling wind that pierced the alley.

Li Xiaoqi was in so much pain that he couldn't speak as his chest was pierced.

The white shirt was stained red with blood, and blood flowers bloomed on it.

She was in so much pain that tears fell uncontrollably. Her feet lost support and she was hugged tightly by Dazai Osamu.

Dazai Osamu knelt on the ground holding her in his arms and reached out to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"If you're afraid of pain, don't do it next time."

"You should know that everything I do is planned."

"Stop doing this meaningless thing."

Li Xiaoqi was stunned at first, then he laughed despite the pain in his chest.

"Hahaha……"

Dazai Osamu tightened his arms and his breathing became faster.

"Mr. Dazai, I, I—"

Li Xiaoqi uttered weakly, "I just did what I wanted to do, and it happened to be what you wanted. Is it still meaningless?"

"besides."

She took a deep breath and said angrily, "Give me some blood, you bastard! I'm really going to die——"

grass!

Nakagura is in so much pain!

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