Chapter 163: The attacks received must be doubled...

The cool supercar that was driving normally on the road suddenly drew a seductive S, which scared the owner of the Honda behind it. If a luxury car of that level was accidentally scratched by him, the repair fee would not only drain the family's savings over the years, but he would also be burdened with a lot of debt.

"Fortunately..." Fortunately, after he found out that the red supercar in front of him was a luxury car that he absolutely could not afford to lose, he was afraid that he would be too nervous and fall into the vicious circle of Murphy's Law. He had deliberately kept a distance from the red supercar in front of him, so no unfortunate incident happened.

The Honda owner slowed down his car while heaving a sigh of relief in his heart, and curled his lips with a sour attitude towards the rich: It's good that I didn't encounter it, but the rich second generation who drive that kind of car are really not the kind of people who are content with what they have. Isn't this the beginning of trouble?

The trouble-making rich second generation Dazai Osamu: Chuuya was the one who disturbed the driver when he was concentrating on driving. It had nothing to do with him at all.

Ahead, the route was still very seductive. In the red supercar that everyone was avoiding, Dazai Osamu, who was being pinched by the neck and shaken by Nakahara Chuuya, appeared very strong at this moment, not at all like he usually claimed that he didn't like pain.

Even though he could only squeeze out a little breath from his throat, Dazai Osamu wanted to make a cruel statement that could make Chuuya furious: "No way, no way, no one would think that I would really spend my own money to buy you a gift, right?"

Dazai Osamu's sarcastic voice made Nakahara Chuuya, who had just been inadvertently sentimental, blush slowly. His originally fair cheeks turned red, and his cobalt blue eyes, which were as beautiful and transparent as the sea, were burning with a flame that was almost materializing.

"As expected, I shouldn't have high expectations for a bluefin tuna like you. I was so naive just now that I thought you would become different after not seeing you for a year." Nakahara Chuuya snorted coldly, and seeing that Dazai Osamu looked like he was about to die, he loosened his hand that was pinching his neck as if he was scalded.

After all, he couldn't really strangle someone to death. Although the bluefin tuna had a very annoying personality, its personal ability was definitely beyond doubt. Nakahara Chuuya, who was still stubborn, thought so.

"Cough cough cough..." After being freed, Dazai Osamu half-lay on the steering wheel, pretending to cough violently. In the blind spot where Chuuya couldn't see, he slowly raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a secret smile of success.

In fact, he had not reached his limit at all, he was just rolling his eyes to trick Chuuya into letting go. After not seeing each other for a year, Chuuya was still so easy to fool, and after going out for a while, he came back without any improvement.

Although Dazai Osamu secretly "disdained" Chuuya's deceitfulness in his heart, he did not continue to provoke the other party verbally. After all, one must know when to tease a dog. If you accidentally tease it too much, the angry "puppy" will bite you.

Nakahara Chuuya: You are the one who bites people! No, you bastard Dazai, who are you calling a dog?

The two men in the car tacitly agreed to a temporary truce. Nakahara Chuuya said that the space in the car was too small and he was holding a suitcase in his arms, so it was difficult for him to move. Dazai Osamu said that he had other plans for the day and that the internal conflicts of the "Double Black" could be resolved after finishing their business.

Although the 'Double Black' group has been separated for a whole year, the relationship between the two is still the same as before, without the slightest sense of strangeness after a long separation, and is so familiar that it makes people resentful. This specifically refers to a certain unknown gravity user.

Today, Nakahara Chuuya, as always, knew nothing about his partner's plan before things happened.

Without any remorse, Dazai drove the car further and further away from the busy main road and the bustling crowd. At the same time, he glanced vaguely at the rearview mirror at the several black Mazdas that had been following them closely since they left the dealership.

Such blatant stalking behavior could not be hidden from the passenger seat, Nakahara Chuuya, even if the driver, Dazai Osamu, did not say a word. He was not blind, so how could he not see it?

When he found out someone was following them, Nakahara Chuuya immediately broke away from his elementary school chicken state and reloaded the charming mafia template. His expression, which was lively and lively just now, became extremely serious. He reminded Dazai Osamu who was driving in a deep voice: "There is a car following us from behind."

"Ah, I know." Dazai Osamu looked at the black Mazda cars approaching them in the rearview mirror, and his tone became serious. He solemnly asked, "I'll leave the enemy to you, Chuuya."

As if they realized they were discovered, the black Mazdas behind them chased after them even more fiercely. At the same time, several muscular arms popped out of the windows, and the guns in their hands were smuggled arms that came from Dazai Osamu's hands.

Nakahara Chuuya, who had already opened the car door, said cheerfully, his voice full of pride: "Do you need to tell me?"

The tail end of this sentence was still echoing in Dazai Osamu's ears when Nakahara Chuuya had already disappeared from the car, turning into a stream of red light. With a loud shout, he landed heavily on the black Mazda behind him, almost crushing the entire car.

In an instant, flames shot up to the sky. The unlucky people in the car chosen by Nakahara Chuuya were engulfed in fire along with their car before they could even open fire.

The incident happened too suddenly, and the members of the Takasaki Group who had been following Dazai Osamu subconsciously slammed on the brakes.

Amid a series of sharp brake sounds, the remaining black Mazdas left black brake marks on the road, and the red supercar they were chasing also stopped.

One fifth of the enemies were eliminated with one move. Nakahara Chuuya, who was protected by gravity and remained unharmed in the explosion, was just about to turn around and ask Dazai Osamu whether he wanted to leave a few people alive, when a picture that he could not understand was reflected in his cobalt blue eyes.

The red supercar that the bastard Dazai Osamu claimed to be giving to him was blown into fireworks with a sudden explosion. The body of the car was thrown into the air by the impact of the explosion and then flipped over and fell heavily. In the end, the flames and the body of the car became inseparable.

In such a situation, it is obvious that the people in the car will not survive. Maybe he can, but the bastard Dazai's ability is obviously not enough. Although [Disqualification from the Human World] is a bug-level ability, it has no ability to protect its owner at all at this moment.

Although his mind and brain told him so, Chuuya Nakahara strangely did not feel any sadness or grief at all. Instead, he was frighteningly calm when facing this unfortunate accident. The trust they had built as partners over the years took effect at this moment.

If it was that bastard Dazai, then it would be fine, he would not die here. Nakahara Chuuya was so sure, but this did not prevent him from taking revenge on the enemy who might be the murderer.

After all, the port mafia has an iron rule that cannot be violated:

1. Absolutely obey the leader’s orders.

2. Do not betray the organization.

, any attack received must be returned double.

After Zhongyuan Chuuya silently repeated the iron rule that could not be violated in his mind, he turned around with a cold face and looked at the enemies who had just got out of the car.

Perhaps they had some misunderstanding about Chuuya Nakahara's fighting ability, or perhaps they did not know that the ochre-haired young man they were facing was the feared 'gravity user' in the inner world.

After seeing that the enemy was only a pretty, powerless pretty boy, the members of the Takasaki group calmed down from the panic caused by the two sudden explosions. They raised their guns to the pretty pretty boy with a sneer and threatened him, "If you don't want to die, come over here and tie your hands. Do you understand?"

As he spoke, someone threw a hemp rope at Nakahara Chuuya's feet. This act was not very harmful but extremely insulting, and Nakahara Chuuya, who was already angry because of the attack on Dazai Osamu, burst out laughing in anger.

This smile was incredible. Nakahara Chuuya's delicate face, which could be called beautiful, even more colorful, causing a patriarchal member of the Takasaki group opposite to stare at him in amazement. He yelled in an obscene tone, "Brother, you are too unkind to women. You are so cruel to such a beautiful face. If I were to do it, hehehe..."

The lewd laughter immediately attracted a chorus of voices: "Yes, yes, brother, be careful. It would be bad if you hurt your face."

It's not that these people are more fond of young men, but those who work in their industry know too well what kind of price a pretty boy with this kind of appearance can be sold for. If they take him to an underground auction, those lonely rich women and wealthy men with peculiar hobbies can directly create a bloody storm, and they will definitely make a fortune.

Just as these blind Takasaki members were laughing and joking, a deep voice that was very unfamiliar to them rang in their ears: "Want to sell me? I'm afraid you don't have that chance."

Hearing the sound, the members of the Takasaki group looked towards the source of the sound in horror, and saw that the ochre-haired young man who was far away from them just now was already very close. Only then did they realize that although the person in front of them looked extremely outstanding, he was not a good person and was not the kind of prostitute they had originally thought.

Unfortunately, it was too late to wake up now. The last thing they saw and heard was the ochre-haired young man with his head half lowered, a pair of cobalt blue eyes burning with rage between his hair, and a deep, sexy, and oppressive voice: "Be crushed by gravity! Bastards."

And then…there is no then.

“Pa pa pa…” A round of applause sounded from behind Nakahara Chuuya, who finished the battle in a few seconds, followed by his familiar tone: “As expected of a gravity user from the famous Port Mafia, your fighting power is amazing.”

"What tricks are you playing on me again, Dazai?" Nakahara Chuuya turned around and asked calmly, his 2.80-meter-tall aura fully revealed, very intimidating.

“Hahaha—what are you talking about, Chuuya.” Dazai Osamu didn’t give any explanation, and waved his hands as if he didn’t feel the pressure from Chuuya Nakahara. He refused to admit it very carelessly, “How could I know in advance that the supercar I just took out of the car dealership was secretly equipped with a bomb by the people of the Heshan Society~”

"Hey, hey, you've said it, you've said it, it was the Heshan Society that did it." Nakahara Chuuya was once again furious at Dazai Osamu's halfhearted perfunctory response. He wiped off his cool look that just made people's legs go weak, pointed at Dazai Osamu's nose and protested unwillingly: "You really know everything, but you just hide it from me."

Seeing the return of the elementary school student Chuuya Nakahara, the other member of the "Double Black" group, Dazai Osamu, also turned on the elementary school student mode, bending his pinky finger and picking his ear in a provocative manner: "What? Chuuya, what are you saying? I can't hear you, speak louder!"

Nakahara Chuuya raised his fist as big as a clay pot and shook it in front of Dazai Osamu: "You bastard Mackerel, you are just teasing me on purpose, right?"

Dazai Osamu didn't care about Nakahara Chuuya's reaction at all, and continued his performance in a dramatic manner: "What's going on? Why can't I hear your voice? Is there something wrong with my ears in the explosion just now?"

After Chuuya believed it and showed a worried and guilty expression, Dazai pretended to be confused, then punched his palm with one hand, and said with "sudden enlightenment": "So that's why, Chuuya, you are too short, and your voice can't reach me who is 1.81 meters tall."

Nakahara Chuuya…Nakahara Chuuya’s expression began to lose control.

Thus, the internal battle between the two black teams, which had tacitly stopped not long ago, started again.