【Taizhong】The Aesthetics of Legs

Chapter 10

The tip of the knife was almost touching the neck.

Zhong Yuan's pupils dilated slightly, and he quickly turned his head to the side, and the cold air spread along the skin of his neck to the back of his head.He took a few steps back, a few strands of hair fell at his feet.

More than half of his wine was sober at once.

Click click.

The alley was too dark. The sneak attacker was playing with a jackknife, and he didn't feel panicked by the failure of the sneak attack at all. His whole body was hidden in the darkness, only a little outline and two pupils on his face were exposed.

Zhong Yuanzhong also touched the back of his neck, there was already a thin layer of sweat, his eyes darkened, and he mocked: "What, is there only such a point in the head?"

The other party knew that Zhong Yuanzhong was deliberately provoking him, so he didn't speak, but with a slight flick of his wrist, he quickly rushed towards Zhong Yuanzhong with a knife.

Zhong Yuan is also in poor condition now, under the influence of alcohol, his reaction and movements are not as good as usual, but the opponent's movements are very light and skilled.Before he could react, a face wearing a mask flashed in front of his eyes.The abdomen was hit hard by the opponent's knee, the stomach sac tightened, and a strong sense of vomiting hit.The opponent didn't give him a chance to breathe. He hit Zhongya Nakahara on the head with his elbow again, and then kicked Zhongya Nakahara hard to the corner of the alley with a backspin kick.

The hat was taken off, and Zhongyuan Zhong also propped himself on the ground in embarrassment, and began to vomit.

His hair was wet with sweat, sticking to his cheeks stickyly. Zhong Yuanzhong also took out a handkerchief from his pocket and covered his mouth. The sound of his rapid breathing echoed in the alley.

The attacker walked forward slowly, moving his neck while flicking the jackknife, his leisurely pace seemed to be going for a walk somewhere.Then he walked in front of Zhongya Zhongyuan, raised his foot, stepped on the opponent's head hard on the ground, and crushed it hard.

Zhong Yuanzhong also let out a muffled groan, lying on the ground and gasping for breath.

It's ugly, it's ugly, it's not beautiful at all.The attacker kicked Nakahara Chuya's head hard, moved his foot away, squatted down, pulled up the opponent's hair, and put the knife on Nakahara Chuya's neck.From the connected handle, he could feel the beating of blood vessels under the knife.

As long as it is cut from here, the other party's blood will splash out, and the gas in the lungs will also leak out. Along with the pain of suffocation, this person's life will disappear little by little. Human life is such a fragile thing. : No matter how strong your strength is, once your weakness is grasped, you are no different from a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

"If you cut it from here, do you think you can kill me?"

The prey who had been silent all this time suddenly sneered.

The opponent's hand holding the knife paused, and Zhong Yuanzhong suddenly grabbed his wrist holding the knife, and with a little force, the pair of ice blue eyes that had been blurred due to drunkenness behind the forehead suddenly burst into a madness , Zhong Yuanzhong also narrowed his eyes dangerously: "Okay, let's try."

"...!!" The opponent's breathing began to become unsteady, and the hand holding the knife trembled uncontrollably, trying to break free from Zhongya's imprisonment.

Osamu Dazai is called the Black Sheep because he has eyes that can see into darkness.The reason why Zhongyuan Zhongye is also called a mad dog depends mostly on his combat effectiveness.During his short one-week career in the police department, a word has spread in the police circle: If you want to live longer, stay away from mad dogs and the Central Plains.

Zhongyuan Zhongye is indeed a mad dog who hates rules and deviates from the mainstream.In order to resist the family, he went to the police academy, and in order to resist the police, he carried out more than 20 violent law enforcement within a week, although he was finally subdued by Mori Ogai.

[If you can put on the collar I gave you, you can enjoy the preferential treatment given to you by your family and at the same time be completely free from their constraints. 】

Mori Ogai's job is to make a black-and-white deal with the police, and the Nakahara family belongs to the beneficiary side.If Nakahara Chuya contributes to Mori Owai, the family will naturally not interfere in his life, and will provide him with everything he wants-custom hats made by famous hatters, large boxes of expensive wine... ...

It was for this reason that he endured cooperating with Osamu Dazai, whom he hated the most, to deal with unbelievable cases one after another.

But a mad dog is a mad dog, even with a collar on.The more desperate the environment, the more crazy, this is the Central Plains Chuya.

The bones were pinched by Zhongyuan Zhongye, and it was absolutely false to say that there was no pain, but the sneak attacker didn't even hum, and quickly chopped at Zhongyuan Zhongye's head with the other hand.Zhong Yuanzhong also tilted his head, and the hand that grabbed him fell forward along the way.

"You are the leg thief." Zhong Yuanzhong also stood up, although his body was dirty, but thanks to the vomiting just now, he felt much refreshed. "Although I don't know why you attacked me, but it just so happens that I'm worried that I won't be able to catch you."

The leg thief got up from the ground, and he didn't know what expression was on his face hidden behind the mask.He reached into his pocket and pressed something through the fabric.

Under the cover of music and lights, there was a vibration of information reminder in the pocket.The waiter who shuttled through the bar with a wine tray lifted a glass of red cocktail from the tray, and gently placed it on a table in the corner with graceful steps.

Oops, do we have some of this drink?The man who looked like the owner of the table raised his eyebrows in surprise, his arm protruding from the cuff was wrapped with a strange bandage.A young man next to him who was crying bitterly while hugging a pile of debris on the table also raised his head at this moment.

The waiter smiled, and said the lines that had been silently recited in his heart for a long time.

A guest gave it to the sad Mr. Aizawa next to him, and he asked me to convey a word.The waiter paused for a while, as if hesitating whether to speak or not.Officer Aizawa is at the main entrance.

In the back alley, the leg thief turned around and was about to flee to the other end of the alley.

"Hey! Stop!" Just as Zhong Yuan wanted to catch up, he felt a cramping pain in his abdomen. Whether it was because of the opponent's kick just now or the aftermath of vomiting, he was not suitable for running now.Damn, he can't just run away like this!Zhongyuan Zhong also took out a pistol from the jacket that fell on the ground, opened the safety catch, and aimed at the figure that was about to disappear at the entrance of the alley.

[Black sheep don't need to obey the law, they just need to catch the criminal. 】

The fingers are gathered little by little.

At this moment, the side door of the bar was pushed open by someone, and a black shadow rushed out, blocking the trajectory of the bullet.Zhong Yuanzhong also widened his eyes in shock, but it was too late.

There was a gunshot soaring into the sky, and the bullets whizzed into the chest of the comer.The leg thief turned the corner of the alley and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Blood splattered everywhere, flamboyant, scarlet, and scattered, it was the life of Aizawa Arima.The body fell to the ground with a loud noise, and Osamu Dazai, who followed closely behind, froze for a moment, and immediately locked the side door from the outside with an iron chain.Zhong Yuanzhong also reacted, and ran forward with a gun.

"No..." Zhong Yuan also opened his mouth at a loss.

"I know." Osamu Dazai squatted down, without looking up at him, but his voice was very calm.Aizawa Arima rushed too fast when he heard that sentence just now, he was so afraid of his father, he would naturally run away.And in order to avoid meeting his father, he chose the side door.

He put Aizawa Arima flat on the ground, the other person's body convulsed uncontrollably, and a strong smell of rust diffused from his chest cavity.Osamu Dazai's face was slightly pale, he took off his windbreaker and pressed the bleeding hole, Aizawa Arima's face was twisted into a ball in pain, he held the back of Aizawa Arima's head, and whispered to Nakahara Nakaya: "Hold on quickly!" I can't stop, I have to call an ambulance as soon as possible."

Zhong Yuanzhong also clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and turned to look for the phone that had fallen on the ground.

"W-why..." Aizawa Arima gasped for air, the desire to survive turned into tears and rolled down from his eyes.Taking off the stalker's coat, at this moment he suddenly showed immaturity and weakness belonging to his age.

He grabbed Dazai Osamu's arm with his bloodstained hand, leaving dark red marks one after another on the bandage: "I, I don't want to die!" The contradiction between the pain of living and the fear of death can always be found manifested at this time.

It's going to get worse if it continues like this.Osamu Dazai looked at Aizawa Arima whose complexion became paler, and felt the difficulty of the situation for the first time.

Aizawa Arima's teeth chattered up and down, and his eyes began to slacken. He waved his hands in the air almost unconsciously, and squeaked like a baby learning to speak.The syllables were spit out one by one.Osamu Dazai was taken aback.

It's that guy.He said.

TBC