I'm such a big son

It has to be said that the consultant outside the door still has the right to speak in Vengley. The day before, Iemitsu Sawada promised to check the arms. The next morning, Yokohama called and said that the port had received the electronic waybill.

The problem was not a big one, it was nothing more than a few family members wanting to take advantage of the fire to rob. The new leader of PortMafia is unknown, and it is a good time to profit from it, so they privately decided to detain this batch of munitions that should have been sent out and plan to use it elsewhere.Right now, the upper echelons of Vengley are all focusing on the battle for the ring. No one cares about such trivial matters, so what if they eat up the money?If PortMafia swallows this loss recklessly, then it will be eaten, and it doesn't matter if there are disputes in the future.

If you can't show the strength worthy of high praise, even the former collaborators will decisively change their strategies.

Who knew that it was the famous Rimbaud who came to collect the debt.

Zhong Yuan once again chased away the red-faced lady wandering around the door of the guest room, and turned her head to dissatisfy the black-haired woman who was lying on the sofa and blinking her eyes to show her cuteness, trying to pass the test: "How much love debt did you owe before? No. 12!"

"Can you blame me! It should be..."

Ms. Rimbaud was so angry that she knew what happened to Mr. Rimbaud who was lying in the subspace and turned into a supernatural life form. I didn't expect you to be so troublesome with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

"Obviously who should be blamed? You said it~"

Dazai, who doesn't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement, fanned the flames from the sidelines.

Miss Rimbaud should have come from another world like him, the only difference is that he replaced the self who "failed" to commit suicide, while the beautiful lady simply and neatly killed the heterosexual who might cause trouble.

Really decisive.

"...Blame me!"

The lady cadre who couldn't explain to her son gritted her teeth and took the blame, picked up the gun in the suitcase and stuffed it into the inner pocket of the coat: "I'm going to make trouble for Pengo Li, Dazai followed Sawada consultant to see Kudaime, Chuya you ...Still follow me. That's it, let's finish this matter first, and then we will go to Milan."

It is not difficult to come to find faults and fight. Rimbaud took Nakahara Chuya to the main entrance of Pengo Lie and said that he would ask Kudaime to visit.The leader had long been seeing outsiders "due to illness", so this request would naturally not be granted, so it was logical to start.

At this time, the core force of Balian went to fight for the ring collectively, and the remaining guards, not to mention Rimbaud, even the Central Plains Central Committee did not pay attention to them.The sound of explosions and building collapses kept ringing, and Sawada Iemitsu led Dazai Osamu into the secret passage easily and found "Vongola Jiudaimu" hiding in the secret room.

What?You said you brought outsiders in?Don't be kidding, just such a thin, frail, black-haired boy covered in bandages with only one eye, who looks like he can't even hold a gun steadily, what can he do?Since Rimbaud endorsed him, it was as if he brought a junior to visit the elders.There are countless secret rooms and passages in Pengo Li's headquarters. If this one is exposed, just change it to another one.

The most important thing is that Jiudaimu has no reason to fear such a child, and naturally he will not reject him.

"You don't even knock when you come in, Jiaguang?"

The white-haired old man sitting in a large armchair looked very different from the one in the photo.

Osamu Dazai narrowed his eyes and took half a step back, Iemitsu Sawada thought he was polite out of respect.

Soon, he noticed the abnormality of the leader—even though the appearance was similar, the breath of the person was completely different, and the super intuitive sense kept reminding him to be vigilant.

"Nine generations..."

"I've been waiting for you for a long time. How long has it been since I can only send you a letter when my feet are sick?"

The old man in the seat lowered his head slightly, while Iemitsu Sawada stood there without moving.He couldn't judge what went wrong with the people in the seat, but one thing was certain, Kudaime, he would never give people such a weird sense of disobedience.

"How long do you want to stand there, Jiaguang. I want to see you..."

Naturally, the old man ignored the young man whose body was mostly covered. He stared at Sawada Iemitsu with serious eyes.

The call of the chief, even the counselor outside the door must answer.He put down his weapon and planned to go forward to salute and investigate by the way. An ignored Osamu Dazai quickly picked up his gun and pulled the trigger at the old man's legs without thinking.The white-haired old man on the seat did not meet the age at all, and quickly left the chair to avoid the bullet. Iemitsu Sawada immediately realized that he had been deceived, and his body reacted faster than his brain thought. He turned sideways, and after another gunshot, he turned to accelerate again. Go forward and capture the man before he escapes.

"Aren't your feet sick and unable to move? What's going on, please give me an explanation."

Close observation, this person is indeed similar to Jiudaimu, but only similar. In fact, he is not the real Jiudaimu, and he has no blood relationship. He is just a stand-in to prevaricate everyone. Take it to Bingsheng.

It wasn't until Iemitsu Sawada trapped the impostor that he turned his head to look at Osamu Dazai with an approving expression: "Good boy, I always thought that Rimbaud adopted you out of sympathy, but I didn't expect it to be a baby eagle. "

What he wants to ask more is "How can you be sure that this person is fake?"

In case this is the real Vongola Ninth Generation, the rude behavior just now is enough for Osamu Dazai to be hunted down by the Sicilian Mafia Alliance to the end of the universe.

"Well... if the leader is real, the subordinates will show their loyalty without any urging, right?"

The black-haired boy tilted his head: "Your body reaction tells me everything."

"..." This little monster came out of nowhere, his mouth was as tight as a clam, and he could turn the world upside down if he was so bold. He was a natural mafia.

Knowing that he couldn't get an answer, Iemitsu Sawada took the counterfeit goods and changed a tunnel to prepare to move out: "The rest is Vongola's family business. The cargo ship to be dispatched has left for the west coast of the Pacific Ocean and will arrive at Yokohama Port in a week. Don't worry." Forgot to remind Rimbaud of the terms he promised me."

"Oh, I will bring that, but there is no way to guarantee what kind of actions Ms. Rimbaud will take~"

Sawada Iemitsu looked the black-haired boy up and down as if he knew him again: "Boy, I take back what I said before. You don't look like Rimbaud at all. What's your name?"

"Osamu Dazai."

His eyes that were not wrapped in bandages narrowed into a curved arc, and the background was blurred into a pink flower: "She obviously looks more like Miss Rimbaud, for example, skipping work, fishing , Big Sister likes it~ You see, we even have the same hair color and similar eye color, so they are our own!"

"..."

I really believe in your evil!

"Come on kid, do you think I'm blind!"

Sawada Iemitsu patted his hair angrily, brought the counterfeit goods to join his subordinates and rushed towards the castle hall.Rimbaud and another boy had almost demolished the outbuildings around the castle, and if they didn't go to stop them, they wouldn't be able to explain when the real Kudaime came back.

"Okay, alright, Attil, my old friend, take it easy for my sake."

The consultant outside Vengley's gate stood on the castle terrace and shouted to Rimbaud. The beautiful geometric garden outside the foyer had been turned into ruins.

Amidst the frequent bullets and explosions, the pale golden space always enveloped the orange-haired boy rushing forward.The superposition of the two abilities that ignore the laws of physics has a very impressive effect.

Zhong Ye didn't even have the ability to block bullets. He dismantled wherever he didn't like it, and hit anyone who felt uncomfortable. With the support of the bear parents standing behind him, he rushed left and right and was unstoppable.

Rimbaud pretended not to hear what Sawada Iemitsu said, as long as the opponent kept firing, he had no intention of withdrawing his son's protection.Although they are all trash fish that can only be thrown to children to practice their hands, the cadre lady who protects the shortcomings still takes these ordinary people seriously.

Peng Lie ordinary guard: I thank you!Please don't think so highly of me!

Sawada Iemitsu knew that Rimbaud would not be able to stop for a while, so after thinking about it, he picked up the black-haired boy beside him and rushed into the battlefield.He loudly repelled the ordinary guards, threw Osamu Dazai to Chuya Nakahara, who kicked the head of the crushed stone angel, and rushed directly in front of Rimbaud with a flame and punched him.

Osamu Dazai opened his hand like a "big" and was thrown down. Nakahara Chuya quickly retreated with a look of disgust on his face, at least he took another step forward for the sake of being under the same roof so that he would not really fall headfirst. land.Because of this guy's contact, the pale golden subspace also disappeared.

The two minors withdrew from the battlefield, and Rimbaud and Sawada became the main force for the demolition.

Neither of the two had the intention of killing each other, and neither the flames nor the supernatural powers were put away, and they were purely competing in physical skills.

Rimbaud didn't have the slightest awareness of being a woman, and his movements were fierce and fierce, almost completely abandoning defense and dodging the opponent's attack with agility.She raised her forearm to catch the punch of Iemitsu Sawada, and she let go of the receiving force with her feet, and then "flyed" with her backhand on Sawada's arm and kicked at the opponent's temple.

Sawada hastily raised his other arm to defend. Rimbaud changed his posture and let go of the situation. He fell short and hit Sawada's stomach with his elbow. Her movement was so fast that even a bear couldn't sustain the severe abdominal injury under pure physical blows.

"Ha! You really haven't changed at all!"

Sawada stepped back and knocked down a brick wall that hadn't been demolished, and used the force of the impact to attack Rimbaud again.

This time Rimbaud didn't intend to dodge at all, he took a hard punch and stepped back, smashing a bush.

The two of you come and go with no politeness, and soon Mr. Sawada smiled wryly with half his face swollen, and Miss Rimbaud spat out bloody spit. Her bright brown eyes were burning with fighting spirit and wildness. No one could look away from the Move away from her.

Taking advantage of the vacancy that finally appeared, Sawada Iemitsu raised his hands to declare a truce.

"Don't fight anymore! If you play this way, you won't be able to tell the difference until tomorrow morning. I haven't seen you for a few years, and you haven't lost the slightest bit of skill. You are worthy of it."

Ms. Rimbaud didn't even have the idea of ​​demolition for others, so she put it back and leaned against a tree smiling proudly: "PortMafia asks for the right of first refusal for future arms transactions. What do you, the chief consultant outside the door, say?"