[Comprehensive] How to kill a rabid dog gently

At this time, the Mediterranean Sea was at its hottest, and Sicily was not spared.

Cheng bundled her long hair high, and the soft chestnut hair tails fell naturally and curled slightly.In addition to her name with distinctive exotic features, her temperament and appearance are also different from the local enthusiastic Italian girls—from a distance, her figure walking along the coastline is soft and almost weak.

But strangely, she gets along well with the objects around her.

In the picture composed of blue sea and cloud shadows, she seems to be there. The aroma of citrus and olive in the air embraces her unique sense of tranquility, wandering between the coast of Sicily and the sky.

When she was still far away, xanxus saw her.

At that time, he had just walked out of Valia's headquarters, and his subordinates had already driven his car out of the garage and parked it in a suitable location.When the other party handed him the car keys respectfully and opened the door for him, he didn't get any further response.

Xanxus squinted his eyes slightly in the sun, looking at the girl in the distance, so his subordinates understood, handed the prepared guns to the current leader of Valia, and then retreated.

Xanxus took the gun with his right hand, and under the influence of his physical habits, he placed his fingers in the most convenient position for pulling the trigger.

He is a very impatient person, but this time he reluctantly waited in place for a while, but even so, Xanxus quickly became impatient.

At this moment, a flock of seabirds flitted across the sea.

The girl discovered this first, she looked sideways, her pace slowed down for a few seconds, those creatures with gray and white wings flew past her, and the sea breeze they brought raised the corners of her skirt .

The flock of birds came from her direction, and soon they would fly over the Baroque building surrounded by strict guards and high walls, which was given the brand of "Varia". Xanxus raised his head and pulled the safety. He raised his gun and aimed at one of the white seabirds.

On one side is a quiet girl, and on the other side is a black suit, guns, and the place where the assassination force Valia is located.

Such a sharply contrasting scene appeared in Sicily, where two sets of rules are running, and it was also subtly rationalized. Xanxus' marksmanship is quite outstanding. After locking the target, he is absolutely impossible to make mistakes.

But no one knows what he was thinking in the short time from aiming to shooting.

All in all, after the gunshots, the disturbed flock of birds suddenly dispersed, but there was no blood splashing, only snow-like feathers falling.

The girl had also walked in front of him.

"too slow."

xanxus said in a low and lazy voice.

"You actually asked me to wait for you, you are quite courageous, Cheng."

The black car was speeding on the cross-sea bridge.

The mafia family "Vongola" is the manager of the underground order here. To ordinary people, it is like a dormant silent behemoth. Although it has terrifying minions, most of the time, it is at peace with people. Nothing—in fact, they're used to its presence, and even the protection it brings.

The port and coastline in this area belong to Vengley's rights, and this bridge, which has only been put into use in recent years, is one of Vengley's trade channels.

It is the off-season for this traffic line, at this moment, on this bridge, this car is the only car speeding within the distance that Cheng can perceive.

"I received an urgent report from the defense team, so I want to ask you what kind of willful decision you made on the spur of the moment... It was originally like this."

Cheng, who was sitting in the co-pilot, sighed softly.

"Except for me, there is no one in the entourage now... What are you trying to do, xanxus?"

Xanxus, who had been dubbed "The Tyrant" shortly after taking over Valia, didn't take her slight disapproval at all.

"I don't need trash to get in my way."

"In that case, I shouldn't be here." She said, "Actually, even though it's been so long, I still find it difficult to adapt to your behavior...xanxus."

She looked at the man beside him who was driving recklessly at an illegal speed, between a teenager and a young man.

"Won't you tell me, where do you want to take me?"

Xanxus sneered because of her words, and the next second, he pulled her closer to him mercilessly, pinching her jaw.

"Owning something requires the awareness of owning it. Whatever I want to do to you is my freedom."

She looked at him calmly, without any trace of timidity or timidity in her eyes.

"very good."

xanxus said to her.

"Just look at it with your bold eyes."

"I……"

Cheng's voice suddenly stopped, and at this moment, both of them suddenly felt something abnormal.

Xanxus let go of her, and Cheng's gaze immediately fell on the rearview mirror. A few black spots appeared in her field of vision at first, and as they approached quickly, the outline gradually became clear—a suspicious vehicle was attacking from behind. The momentum is coming.

Cheng instantly understood the situation.

"...too radical." She frowned and commented, "Even if it is to eradicate the rebels and put the leader in a dangerous situation alone to lure the snake out of the hole, it is still..."

"Bait? Make no mistake."

Xanxus interrupted her, the corners of his mouth curled up in a crazy arc, and his eyes were cold.

"Send them to hell with my own hands, that's my purpose."

While he was speaking, the windows of the car behind him rolled down, and the black muzzle of the gun protruded from the car. Xanxus slammed the steering wheel to the right, the body shook violently, and a stream of bullets hit the metal axle. A series of startling sparks splashed.

For Valia, the assassination force known for its cruel methods for a long time, it will set off a bloodbath almost every time the person in power changes. Withstood the test.

The rebels this time were the remnants of the previous Varian leaders, and they had always acted very cautiously, and Xanxus seemed to have no patience to deal with them anymore.

"No wonder they can't hold their breath. No one wants to miss such a good opportunity..."

It was another round of attack, and the bullet left white scratches on the reinforced car body, making a piercing friction sound, but Cheng's voice didn't change significantly because of this.

"I don't think you can't feel that the situation is not very favorable for us."

Amidst the speed of life and death and the sound of howling bullets, she still analyzed clearly.

"The enemy in the rear has not yet used more powerful firepower. There is a high probability that the purpose behind this conservative offensive posture is to drive us into an ambush and then siege us."

Then she asked.

"What do you want to do, xanxus, the enemy's ambush point is probably not far ahead." Cheng said softly, "If you want to turn back, or..."

"of course--"

Valia's new leader grinned like a bloodthirsty lion.

"Kill all those who dare to disobey me."

He stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, the modified engine gave out a huge roar, and the car behind was immediately thrown away by a large distance. At the same time, the encirclement consisting of dozens of people and several heavy equipment appeared in front of the two of them.

Their wild way of appearing on the stage seemed to have slightly surprised the rebel troops, but after only a brief pause, a red hot light accumulated in the erected cannon barrel, and the moment the cannonball hit them, a force was about to explode. She flung herself backwards, all kinds of voices filled her ears, but for some reason, Cheng still heard the man's unruly voice.

"If you close your eyes, I won't spare you."

... really bossy.

Although the other party said this to her in an orderly tone, the chaotic and dangerous situation made her instinctively avoid the too bright firelight.Before the explosion happened, she was wrapped in the arms of the other party and took her out of the car. The flames of anger surrounded xanxus, devouring the stray bullets flying towards them, and then sputtering back and forth with a hundred times the power, as easily as a punishment from heaven severely disrupted the enemy's defenses.

Destroying the layout of the rebel forces by himself was nothing more than a matter of course for Xanxus. He walked through the burning wreckage of heavy weapons arrogantly, and raised his gun at the chaotic enemies.But at this moment, the enemy's counterattack has also started hastily, their reinforcements have landed on the battlefield, and Xanxus seems to be under siege.

There was a sound of air being cut in the sky.

The sound of the high-speed rotation of the blades continued to expand, and finally turned into a deafening noise.

The silver-haired and black-clothed swordsman jumped out of the helicopter first, and the moment he landed, the unsheathed sword drew a sharp arc.

"Walia's assassination team annihilation team, all members have arrived."

Xanxus paused slightly in raising his gun.

He turned his face away, and his eyes met Cheng's.

In the next moment, Xanxus pulled the trigger, and his jacket was lifted high by the wind from the rotor.

"let's start."

He said.

"It's time for these guys to realize who is the real master of Valia."

The difference in force at the crushing level brought the battle to an end very quickly.

Such a result did not surprise Cheng, what was challenging for her was another thing.

She grabbed the wrist of Belphegor, who was excited in the blood, and made the dagger he was throwing slightly off-point.

"Bell, killing is a bad habit."

She said lightly to the young boy, and then turned to look at Squalo and Xanxus who had just put away their swords.

"Let's stop here for the repression. According to the usual practice, the follow-up disposal of these people will be transferred to the Vongola headquarters."

"Who do you think you are?" Xanxus' eyes darkened, "What qualifications do you have to order me?"

"The Jiudaimu gave me an order to assist you, so if you want to understand it as a subordinate...or according to your preference, I have no dissatisfaction."

Cheng said.

"But at the same time, I also belong to Valia's advisory department, and I have the responsibility to supervise Valia's behavior from the position of Pengel..."

She looked directly into each other's eyes.

"please understand."

"...!"

When Xanxus raised the gun, Squalo moved subconsciously. He almost called out her name, but after seeing the trajectory of the bullet, he restrained the urge.

A bullet flew past the side of her face.

The flames carried by the bullet nearly burned her, but she just stood there, motionless.

"I'm not interested in what happens to the weak and scum."

He walked up to the girl and raised her face with the still warm barrel.

"However, figure out where your allegiances should be."

"I won't give you too many chances, Cheng."

"After all, what's the benefit of disobeying the boss?"

Luceria said carelessly while painting her nails.

"You should learn to obey his wishes. It's not difficult for you... You two have been together since a long time ago?"

"...It's been a long time since Xanxus first came to Vengley." She recalled, "I can say that I watched him grow up."

"Do you have to use this way to describe the relationship between childhood sweethearts?" He blew on the half-dry black nail polish, "I can see that the boss has a high degree of patience with you. Apart from you, I have not I've seen other people who got away with it after angering him...isn't this a kind of tenderness?"

Cheng couldn't help laughing.

"Xanxus... 50.00% is arrogance, 20.00% is pleasure, and the rest is all anger. Gentleness does not exist at all."

"Who knows, even if it exists, it's not something I can see."

Lusilia put top polish on the nails, and satisfactorily admired the finished product for a while, then suddenly remembered the business.

"Ah, by the way, I forgot to tell you that the new kid is throwing a tantrum. If you don't want the kid to be killed, it's better to deal with the situation before alarming the boss."

"... Bell?"

Cheng stood up.

"Then excuse me first."

She walked to her lounge and knocked on the door first.

no respond.

She turned the doorknob and opened the door... Two daggers came through the air and stuck on the door panel.

Cheng looked around, the room was almost destroyed, and the child's usual silver knives were stuck everywhere... Ordinary children at this age are scary enough, let alone Bell who is passionate about killing Figol.

The blond-haired boy, still wearing slightly torn clothes from the battle, sat on her desk, shaking his slender legs in stockings and small leather boots.

"Bell."

This height allows Cheng to look at him at the same level.

"Walia logisticians aren't made to handle this kind of stuff."

"What does that have to do with the prince?"

"This has something to do with me, and I'm your temporary guardian, so it might make me angry with you."

I don't know how these words were digested in Belphegor's magical brain circuit, but in short, he reluctantly backed down in the end.

"You have to thank the prince for his mercy."

He jumped off the table and was about to reach out to hold Cheng, but Cheng didn't immediately respond to his overture.

"Bell, throw away the knife hidden between your fingers."

The young dangerous man raised his face and smiled innocently at her, then spread his fingers, and the tiny blade fell from his hand.

"Don't do that again, Bell."

Cheng said to him with a very serious expression.

"For the vast majority of people, once stabbed by you, they will never hold your hand again, understand?"

"You too, Cheng?"

"I'm only when I'm scarred."

She said, and then took the boy's hand.

"It's getting late today, let's go back."

Belphegor, no surname.

The "no" here is neither "unknown" nor "unknown", but the meaning of "deprived".

He was indeed, as he claimed to be, the prince of some small principality, but that was before he killed his brother.

He didn't seem to care about being expelled, or he didn't intend to stay in the palace and castle at all, so he had begun to fear that Bell's original guardians would send him to Valia, the assassination force far away in Sicily, according to his own wishes.

Cheng is now acting as his temporary educator and guardian.

Xanxus was quite dissatisfied with this, but the other party's direct object of negotiation was the ninth generation of Pengelie, and the matter had already been approved by the ninth generation, and there was indeed no more suitable candidate than Cheng in Valia.

For Cheng, only she can understand whether this child is a trouble with a high risk factor or not.

As a result, Bell had his own room in Cheng's apartment, next to Cheng, nominally for the purpose of being subject to scrutiny and supervision at any time.

"Did you do anything against the agreement today?"

The little boy changed into pajamas, and Cheng sat on his bedside, talking to him softly.

"The prince did not."

"Really not, Bell?"

"...Mamon said that it is wise to lie when you are [-]% sure of deceiving the other party."

Belphegor thought for a while.

"So, I did."

"what have you done?"

"The prince cut off some of the limbs of his enemies, even though it was not necessary for the prince to do so."

"Do you understand the meaning of the existence of the assassination force?"

Cheng said to him quite patiently.

"While we pursue strong and pure force deterrence, playing the enemy is very bad behavior, whether it is for Valya or yourself... What is the worst part, you know, Bell?"

She leaned over and whispered in Bell's ear.

"If I find you do this again next time, then I can only judge that you don't have the qualifications to adapt to Valia, then we have no choice but to say goodbye..."

She observed the changes in his expression, then turned her eyes away as if nothing had happened, and looked at the bear puppet with a lot of repair marks on the bedside.

"Of course, Bell, I won't forget you anytime soon. I want to keep the bear doll I made for you. The patch on it will remind me that we had a happy time with twists and turns..."

"That belongs to the prince."

Belphegor interrupted her with a sickly nervous smile.

"No one is allowed to take anything from the prince."

"Then will you try to keep the agreement, in the future?"

"..."

Bell turned his head away, and after some invisible psychological struggle and weighing pros and cons, he made a decision.

"Ok."

"Bell, then we have reached a consensus..."

Cheng suddenly froze slightly, and she stopped talking, holding the front of the dagger with her right hand, and slowly and firmly pushed Bell's hand holding the knife away.

When the tip of the knife was about to penetrate her abdomen, Cheng stopped it with his hand, the skin between her fingers was cut, blood stained the blade red, and flowed all the way to Bell's hand.

"I want to claim a little reward for myself, Cheng."

This gave the child a look of satisfaction.

"That's all for now."

He straightened his back and raised his face, his long bangs parted, revealing his beautiful blue eyes.Under the skin of killing, he occasionally, like this, inadvertently reveals a little bit of elegance and gentleness that he was taught in a strict education.

Bell kissed her softly on the cheek.

"I hope you sleep well tonight."

She closed the bedroom door, only then did she remember that someone must have been waiting outside the apartment.

Cheng walked out, and sure enough, Squalo was leaning against the door.

He had probably noticed her footsteps early on, but it wasn't until she appeared that Squalo's eyes swept over.

He has a pair of very pale gray eyes, and when he looks at him, he always has the illusion of being cold.

"I have truthfully reported this annihilation operation to Pengelie's headquarters."

Cheng stepped forward and handed over the prepared documents to Squalo.

"This is an action permission and instruction to be completed after the fact."

Squalo took the file and stared at her for a moment.

"Where's that murderous brat?"

"Don't say that." She smiled, "It's just a child - I will continue to observe and assess him, how should I put it, if only he can learn the most basic self-restraint..."

"You're always doing nonsense."

he said suddenly.

Cheng laughed.

"Did xanxus tell you?"

Squalo was noncommittal on the question, and he quickly launched a new challenge.

"Why are you in Valia? This is not the place for people like you to come."

"...the reasons behind this are complex, Squalo."

Cheng pondered.

"Nine Daime hopes that I can curb the bloody trend of Valia's continuous spread as a consultant. Xanxus takes it for granted that I stay where he is. As for myself..."

She smiled.

"I'm not compelled to stay here, but what I think doesn't matter."

"..."

Squalo frowned deeply.

He seemed to be irritated for no reason, and as he suppressed the anger, the silver-gray eyes became bright and scorching.Squalo stared at her for a long while before turning to leave.

"Wait a moment."

Squalo's footsteps paused, he turned his head, Cheng stood up on tiptoe, and wrapped his arms around his neck.

He seemed to be taken aback for a moment, but then her fingers ran across Squalo's silver hair, and tied up the half-length broken hair.

"You have long hair, right?"

she says.

"Before you get used to it and won't be affected to fight, let's tie it up like this."

Cheng retreated slightly, grabbing the doorknob behind him with his right hand.

"Then, goodbye, Squalo..."

"Hey."

The young swordsman took a step forward. He was still wearing Valia's black uniform. His body was as tall and thin as a sword bone. Cheng could almost feel the coldness when he actively approached.

"listen."

He bowed his head and said to her, at this time his eyes were like the sky before the storm, meeting the ocean.

"It doesn't matter if you go with the flow, or you actually hold on to something that no one knows about."

"But don't die casually, Cheng."