[Comprehensive] Mr. Erdao, a human trafficker

"Primo."

The door was opened suddenly, and the family members belonging to Vengley's logistics department looked respectfully at the young man who sat at the head and handled the affairs calmly—their leader, and said: "Mr. Porta sent us a pack."

"It seems that the job I entrusted to him before has been completed?" The expression of the young man in the upper position softened a little, and the vast aura suddenly became more cheerful, like the tolerant sky, and the golden pupils like icy souls shone a little smile.He stood up, took the cloak and put on the gloves, "Let's go, meet our present."

"Porta—" After walking a few steps, the leader of the family paused, as if thinking of something, he asked, "Which person sent the gift?"

"The Guardian of the Sun was handed over to Palermo by Gabrielone's staff in Sicily."

The logistics staff report.

The leader in front nodded, his eyes brightened slightly, as if he was expecting something, and he said in a cheerful tone, "Notify all the guardians to come to the headquarters."

"Giotto, G, it's time to come out for a meeting! It's rare for everyone to gather in the manor."

The zealous priest, wearing a red sash around his neck, approached the road.

"Ah, is Arnold here too?" Giotto asked, his golden eyes lit up, a little happy, "That's really rare."

Did not fight with D as soon as they met.

The frivolous and frivolous guardian of the fog and the aloof and indifferent guardian of the cloud just don't get along, and every time they speak only three sentences, they are full of fighting spirit and ready to move.

More than half of the financial expenditure is on compensation for the losses caused by these two guardians.

It was a sunny and sunny day.

It was rare for all the guardians to gather together, not only the erratic Arnold, but also because of Elena's presence, even Damon Spedo was peaceful and quiet, only thinking about his beautiful fiancée instead of the annoying chief of the intelligence agency.

This period of time, even in the eyes of the current people, is so beautiful.

Not to mention everyone who was there before everything started.

So beautiful... The idea of ​​wanting to stop time came naturally.

When Elena said "Why don't you come and take a picture to commemorate our happy time"...

No one refused.

Giotto sat in the middle of the wide sofa chair, G put his shoulders on his shoulders, crossed his legs and looked out, Chao Li Yuyue sat on the other side of Giotto, with his hands in front of his knees.

Behind the three people's sofa chairs are Lambo Povino smiling with half-closed eyes, Nucker opening the Bible and staring at the camera, Arnold sideways, and Damon Spey half-embracing Elena Dahe reached out and held the hand of his lover on his shoulder, Elena with a bright smile.

With the clicking sound of the big camera, the voices and smiles are all frozen here——

When everyone's time is the most beautiful and there is still a future.

as well as,

Before everything...before it even started.

"Pocket watch?" Nucker shouted, looking at the beautifully carved metal pocket watch with a smooth and clear surface, he smiled, "So Giotto, you asked me to contact Porta for this reason!"

"Yeah," Giotto smiled, "I've always wanted to give everyone a souvenir."

- You are my most important people.

Europe has long had the custom of wearing pocket watches, and people tend to paste portraits of their loved ones on the inside of pocket watches.

If you want to know who is the most important person in a man-especially a well-educated man who considers himself a gentleman, steal his pocket watch and look at it.

The answer is in there.

For Giotto, the partners and guardians around him are not only like-minded partners, but also have a more sincere friendship than relatives and friends.

To meet them, Giotto has always considered himself very lucky.

The development of the Pengelie family to this day is inseparable from their contributions.

Be it business or life.

"Givroeternaamicizia?" Zhao Li Yuyue read this short sentence softly, and couldn't help but smile, extremely friendly.

"Givroeterna amicizia"

——Swear to keep the friendship forever.

Like words engraved on a pocket watch.

This is Giotto's most sincere thought from beginning to end.

"Giotto, my uncle likes this." Sapphire Povino closed his metal face and said.

"boring."

Despite the cold snort, Arnold hesitated for a while, and put the pocket watch in his windbreaker pocket.

"Nufufufu, Pengo Li..." Damon Spedo gave Giotto a meaningful look, with a half-smile.

G fell silent for a rare moment, carefully wrapped the pocket watch with a handkerchief and put it in the deepest part of his pocket, close to his chest.

He didn't say anything, but his actions spoke for all the turmoil of his mind.

"Big and small, beautiful and ugly, good and bad... so interesting, isn't it?"

"what?"

"There are all kinds of things in front of people, and there is nothing in front of people; people are going straight to heaven, and people are going straight to hell."

This is an absurd age, when the cultivators are starving, the weavers are struggling to make good clothes, and the countless bridge builders—

[You make them immortal, yet no bridge can help you across poverty and hunger

crossing the river of fate]

Casting immortals is itself worthless.

how……

A miraculous phenomenon of the times.

Hu Erdao commented in an overly calm attitude of withdrawing from the sidelines, without any emotion in his brown eyes.

……

"So... are you willing?"

"Are you satisfied?"

"No!" The boy who couldn't see his face clenched his fists, "Why..."

Why was birth doomed his fate, and decided who could drive him to death!

No one is born to be oppressed until death!

The tall black-haired man raised the corners of his mouth and lowered his eyes in satisfaction, "Then let's go."

"I'll give you a chance."

"..."

Waking up from his sleep, Cecilio looked at the scenery outside the clear glass window and was silent for a while.

After following that man for several years, would he have such a dream again?

Really, he laughed at himself, took the suits hanging in the closet, buttoned them one by one, carefully adjusted his neckline, and smoothed the details of the folds between the sleeves.

Feeling the touch of the clothes under his hands, Cecilio showed a smile on his face. A few years ago, he never imagined that such a dress would become his daily life one day.

The smile quickly disappeared when he went out and saw the mess in the hall.

"..."

He spoke word by word.

"Can anyone tell me why the hall has become like this again?"

The handsome face instantly turned gloomy.

The subordinates who were traveling with him trembled and almost cried.

"Lord Cecilio, this, this is the Boss..."

"Ok?"

"Boss woke up this morning in a bad mood, the flames were not under control, and burned a lot of things." The subordinate forced himself to calm down, feeling the horrible black aura of the boss in front of him, and the two fought.

I don't know why, since the Huoyan of the Vengley family first appeared in the family struggle, since then, all the unheard of Huoyan users have popped up all at once. Although they are rare, they are only under the Vengley There are several cases in this area.

Among them is the cousin of the leader of the current Vongola family, the leader of the assassination force, Sivnora Vongola.

Unlike the leader of Vengley and his guardians who need to wear a ring to ignite the flame, Sivnora can ignite it with his bare hands without any weapon-often when he is emotionally angry, so he also has the title of "flame of anger".