Pengel's Godfather's Growth Diary

There is a law for everything.

Even the mafia, which does all kinds of evil in the eyes of ordinary people, has its internal rules and regulations, restrictions and aesthetics.

Ordinary people are regulated by the laws of the world, and the mafia is restricted by the rules of mafia.Among the mafia, there are also punishments and restrictions on those who violate the rules.

Its name is the Avenger.

Even the longest-lived wise men in the Mafia can't tell when these inhuman monsters began to exist, and when they firmly grasped the principles of the Mafia's actions.

All I know is that the Avengers have been with the Mafia almost since the day the Mafia existed, becoming one of the greatest terrors hanging over the heads of those who break the law in the inner world.

Compared with Cerbero, who was once driven by the ninth generation of Vengley and now works under Bailan, it is more fair to use the Avenger as the referee.

After all, most of the time, these Avengers of unknown origin have always silently and faithfully abided by the laws of the other world. Although they are not inflexible, they are still an excellent choice as adjudicators.

That's why Gangji said this.

And being able to actually summon the Avengers was a bit beyond his expectation, but considering that the current battle between Vongola and Mirufiore is almost a battle that determines the direction of the entire world... He also feels that it does not seem to be true. What a surprise.

Therefore, under the witness of the avengers and Bai Lan's gaze with a restrained smile, Tsuna challenged Bai Lan again.

The young man with short white hair stared at the young leader gloomily for a long while, and then he slowly pulled out a smile.

"I underestimated you." He said, "You do have the qualifications to be chosen by the world consciousness—whether it is ten years ago or ten years later."

Gang Ji looked at him without saying a word.

But Bai Lan covered her face and laughed.

In a moment, the purple pupils opened between the fingers, staring into the soul of the brown-haired boy.

"No." He said softly, like the murmur between lovers, "Although I really want to accept Gang Ji-jun's request, but I also want Gang Ji-jun to understand a truth."

"I'm not in an equal position to make a request to Tsuna Ji-kun." He smiled, but it was actually awe-inspiring.The young man put his hands in front of his body, turned his face slightly, and motioned for Gangji to look at the scene on the screen beside him.

During the conversation between the two, the battle had already gone on for more than half, both sides had victories and losses, but in general, it was Bai Lan's side that had the upper hand.

Gangji's heart sank, he paused for two seconds, and then smiled.

"It's really a coincidence." He said so, the flames around his body burned, reflecting the young man like a god in mythology who holds power and power.

"I think the same way."

**

The flame of death has always been Pengo Lie's pride.

When the box was undeveloped and the flame was not used as a weapon, Vengley's flame of death was the self-evident secret of the inner world.

Even the gangsters at the bottom know how powerful and bright the flame of the leader of the industry, Vongola, is. When the leader does not need to sit on the battlefield in person, it is a symbol of Vengley's blood.

Xanxus' mother, the poor girl in the slums, therefore believed that Peng Lie Jiudaimu was the father of Xanxus who had the flame of death, even though she knew in her heart that she was different from the leader Yun Ni. Although he has never socialized, he believes that only the blood of Pengo Lie has such a dazzling flame from the bottom of his heart.

The source of the flame of death energy is the consciousness of the individual, and only the most determined consciousness can arouse the most powerful force.

To be honest, Tsuna has always felt that this kind of statement is both unscientific and superstitious, but whenever he expresses such thoughts, whether it is Jiudaimu or other people in Vongola, he will show him a kind of "Look!" He is still a child after all." The eyes were the same.

But he felt that this statement was really superstitious.

What awareness or something, he never thought he had such a thing.

Sawada Tsunayoshi can light and use flames, but he just wants to protect those friends who are within reach.

This kind of protective belief has been deeply rooted in his bone marrow since the formation of his character, and it is something that has been fused in his blood and handed down from the long past. Therefore, it is called enlightenment, rather than something that exists naturally like breathing.

Therefore, according to Vongola and others, it is only natural that Tsunayoshi Sawada's flame is the purest and most powerful, no matter in terms of consciousness or blood.

But at this moment, seeing Bai Lan's flames that are not inferior to his own, Gang Ji once again brought to mind the doubts he had about the words of adults when he was young.

——In that case, did Bailan ignite the flame by relying on the consciousness of ruling the world?

Looking at the intensity of the flames again, this awareness is stronger than most people in the world.

This sounds really amusing, and in such a serious scene, it subtly adds a bit of drama.

In the super-death mode, Tsuna has excellent expression management, so that no strange expressions are spread on his face.

And the next moment, he couldn't help thinking about it.

The roof above opened, and Bai Lan slowly flew up in front of him.

The white wings that had been seen several times spread out behind Bai Lan, leading the white-haired youth away from the ground.

When the young man lowered his head and smiled, Gang Ji even saw a bit of divinity.

And the next moment, the flame in his hand lit up with a bang, rising to the same height as Bai Lan.

The flame burst out in the young man's hands, without weapons, his fists were the only support.

The red fist was wrapped in flames and blasted towards Bai Lan, and it seemed that the sky and the earth changed color in an instant.

Bai Lan's long and narrow eyes lowered, and when she folded her palms together, an invisible force struck the young man from both sides.

"Bai clap your hands."

Under the playful and childlike name is a powerful move. Gang Ji felt as if the air was frozen, and the pressure kept squeezing him from both sides to shoot him in the center, making him unable to move.

Even if he is shot, he will definitely not be able to move.

Therefore, the flame in his hand became stronger, and flew out before Bai Clap came. The attack behind him was not interrupted, Bai Lan's wings spread, and countless feathers and attacks struck.

A flame lit up between Gangji's fingers, and he opened the box given to him by Shangyu Temple on the way.

The brown-haired lion cub leaped out of the box, dexterously obeying the owner's wishes and turning it into a cloak for all his current attacks.

The casual hoodie is covered with a special and expensive cloak, and the face of the young leader is exposed from under the cloak, with an expression and momentum similar to that of ten years later.

He waved the cloak away, waved the flame in his hand, and swirled around to wrap up the strong wind like a tornado, sending the remaining unresisted attacks back to Bai Lan.

The next moment, huge fireworks exploded in the air, which was the result of the confrontation between strength and strength.

But this is not the end, the little white dragon sprang out from the fireworks, it was Bai Lan's box weapon, the white dragon.

Gang Ji rolled backwards several times in the air, the black cloak billowed with surging arcs of fighting spirit, and the golden red and orange flames fused and separated, and the next moment they were sent out to both sides of the hand at the same time.

X bunner!

After the flame was cast, Gangji did not stop, and hooked a backhand to the side with a lower uppercut - barely missed Bailan's cheek and wiped off a few strands of white hair.

The next moment, a dexterous flame breathed out from the palm of his hand, and strength erupted from the missed fist, heading straight for Bai Lan's wings.

Bai Lan had noticed Gang Ji's small movements early on, turned her head around the uppercut and hit backhand, the fist brushed against Gang Ji's face, and also attacked with her feet.

Gang Ji just accidentally wiped a trace of blood on his face, but Bai Lan didn't please her. The white wings were scorched by Gang Ji's flames, and they were extremely pitiful between the white feathers.

Bai Lan laughed darkly, distanced herself from Gang Ji, focused her strength on one finger, and even took the time to make a shooting gesture.

It is highly concentrated power.

Tsuna pulled back the distance, and countless flames rose behind him to form a sea of ​​flames.

He looked down at Bailan from top to bottom, countless flames condensed into chains protruded from the flames.

He is not Enkidu or Gilgamesh, but he is still a child taught by these two.

So don't say that you are a mortal who wants to become a god, even a god has the power to fight!

The two sides fought together again. It was night at this time, but the gloomy sky was reflected like daylight under the reflection of the power of the two.

The golden-orange light and the purple light compete with each other, and the inhuman-level power is output for a long time and greatly. Occasionally missed attacks will also shoot through the clouds and smash into the unreachable sky. After penetrating countless spaces, it sinks Falling into the ocean, arousing thousands of waves.

Whether it was Gangji or Bailan, in such a fierce battle, they felt the joy that had not been seen for a long time.

Opposite is an opponent who is enough to let him fully fire, and he doesn't need to look forward and backward in the air. When the fight is at its most enjoyable, he can even forget his identity and individual existence, and only the pure joy of fighting is stirring in his heart.

Force collides with force, and □□ versus □□, the power that makes the air fluctuate abruptly turns the night into day, until the first ray of sky breaks dawn.

Both of them were out of breath, looking at each other at a distance like two wolves of different camps, with a fierce light in their eyes.

Everyone thought the battle would continue.

Sawada Tsunayoshi stood in the air, panting, but did not dare to relax his vigilance at all.

He stared at Bailan Jesso, unaware that changes had begun to take place in his body.

His hair is starting to grow.

The one who felt the most clearly was Bai Lan. The white-haired young man's pupils shrank suddenly, and the next moment he launched an attack again. The white feathers suddenly turned black, and the pure power swirled forward. It was just the fluctuation of power caused by it. It can make the onlookers who catch up from downstairs take a breath.

Tsuna seemed to hear someone calling his name, probably an extremely urgent and worried voice.

He managed to take a deep breath, and already felt the pain coming from the depths of his bones. The power of nature and the world kept pouring into his body along with the breathing of his body, which could break him before Bai Lan's attack came. .

The young leader's forehead was densely covered with sweat, he raised his hand again, panting, he did not use the sea of ​​flames behind him, but made a frame gesture in front of his abdomen.

This is a trick handed down from the first generation of Vengley.

Transform the positive state of energy into negative and break through the zero limit of dead energy, so it is also known as the breakthrough of the zero point of dead energy.

The flames in the hands continued to absorb and flicker with the breath of the young leader, and the light in the sky also flickered because of this.

Finally, when Bailan's jet cannon arrived, it absorbed the black flames.

Then, it's the reverse reversal.

The white shattered ice condensed continuously on the black flames, and fed back to Bai Lan at a speed and direction that was almost invisible to the naked eye. The white-haired young man stared back to avoid it, but in the end there was nowhere to hide, and he was completely sealed in the air .

The winner is Tsunayoshi Sawada.

He exhaled a breath, but it didn't end the state of super-dead breath.

He flew down slowly and landed above Mirufiore's headquarters.

The young leader was floating in the air, and Ruyu Temple couldn't bear it long ago and called out his name.

But Tsuna just looked down at the girl with long dark green hair, and stretched out a hand towards her.

The girl with long dark green hair slowly raised her head, a trace of tears streaked across the mark of the flower pattern under her eyes.

Gangji looked at her steadily.

The silent, dull pupils slowly became bright, and Yuni Giglioneiro lowered his head and took out a pacifier from his arms.

A pacifier for the lost children of the Rainbow.

These gray teats signaled the death of their masters, and when no one was watching, there was a dark glint in the eyes of the Avengers in the shadows.

Youni Kirionello had already returned to his own body from the parallel world, but he was beside Bai Lan, pretending to be the most indulgent as before.

She pursed her lips and handed over a ring.

At this time, the prison temple and others also realized that something was wrong.

Most of them have countless scars on their bodies, and they have a will to go to the top and fight harder.He yelled "Judaime" in a low voice, as if realizing something pleading, only to get an emotionless look back.

Just this one glance made the silver-haired young man feel cold to the bone.

That was the Tsunayoshi Sawada he had never seen before.

Even the godfather Pengo Li, who has been in the dark world for ten years, has never had such a cold and awe-inspiring moment.He opened his mouth, but found that he couldn't make a sound at all.

No one can describe Tsunayoshi Sawada standing above.

He wears the cloak of the world, but it seems that he no longer exists in the world.

His gaze is emotionless and indifferent, and everything in the world is just the same speck of dust in his eyes.

"This is terrible."

Suddenly, a voice came from the ground.

Gokuji Hayato lowered his head in panic, and saw that the instrument that was probably dropped during the battle to keep in touch with Reborn fell to the ground.

As a result, Reborn's projection was crooked, as if he had fallen to the ground.

The prison temple's voice was extremely dry, he bit his lower lip, but couldn't help asking.

Reborn didn't mean to blame him, he looked at Sawada Tsunayoshi in the air, and there was no change on his face.

"Because of borrowing the power of the world, Ganga is being assimilated by the world consciousness."

He explained.

Prison Temple's pupils widened instantly.

"Then what should we do?" He asked anxiously.

Reborn, who has always been omnipotent, fell silent at this moment.

He looked into the sky and opened his mouth after a long time.

"Well... who knows?"

**

Tsuna seems to have entered a mysterious feeling that she has never experienced before.

He stood in the air, surrounded by gold flowing upwards, forming the space here.

There are words and images in the golden fluid, and just a glance makes the young man feel a call from the depths of his soul.

He didn't know why he was here, who he was, and what he was doing before, but when he saw these golden streams of light, he couldn't bear to step forward and stretched out his hand.

'No. '

Someone stopped him.

A slender hand was pressed on his wrist, with several rings on his fingers, linked together by golden chains.

The wrist is as white as snow, and a simple and beautiful bracelet is hung loosely.

Tsunayoshi's hand was stopped by the owner of this hand, and the fingers that were in contact with the golden light flow had turned into gold, as if they were about to merge with the light flow.

He turned his head in a daze, and saw a pair of eyes that seemed to have appeared countless times in his memory.

The blue eyes seemed to be sleeping with stars, and when looking at him, the stars were lit up, giving off a brilliance that cannot be seen directly.

Seeing his bewildered look, the woman with thousands of stars sleeping in her eyes smiled softly.

'Only this won't work, Tsunayoshi. '

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