I'm such a big son

The collaborators have shown jaw-dropping strength, and should enjoy corresponding treatment according to the rules.

In the dust of the collapsed building, Nakasawada Iemitsu sat down on the ruined wall and began to bargain. No one's money was blown by the wind, and there was no food left in the house of the extreme boss!Look at the posture of the demolition, and you will be chased and scolded by the financial cadres later.

"I can make the decision. In the next ten years, your family has the right of first refusal for goods in the Far East. I mean under the same price conditions."

It sounded very tempting, but Rimbaud crossed his arms and kicked away a small stone and flattened a clump of decorative plants: "Ha, it sounds like you have a better partner, if the scope is limited to the Far East , I ask for a [-]% discount."

Sawada Iemitsu shook his head after hearing this, [-]% off?Why don't you go and rob!Pengo Lie is not an out-of-season discount store, and PortMafia does not want frozen seafood.Have you heard of someone who buys arms and talks about the price?

"No, no, this is too much. Last month, the new leader of the 'combination' bought a handmade firearms factory that was about to be eliminated. We didn't get any cheap money."

It's a pity that Ms. Lan Bo said that no one raised any objection to the price in the past because I didn't come. Now that I am here, the price issue must of course be discussed again.

"Oh, I know that's a rich guy with a lot of money and no place to use, but I'm a woman now, and it's impossible not to talk about the price."

"..."

Sawada Iemitsu said that he has nothing to say, is it true what Dazai boy said?Rimbaud's unreasonable and shameless behavior at the moment...the two are really similar.

"I can only give concessions within my authority, Attil, you should understand."

"Take a step back?"

"Take a step back!"

In the end, the two redefine the future cooperation between Vengley and PortMafia. The radiation range is more than doubled, and the price is also... Although it does not reach Rimbaud's crazy [-]% discount, it is still quite impressive.

In short, Sawada Iemitsu patted his head and shouted at the loss after the incident, and made up his mind to call Reborn who was far away in Bingsheng, asking him to squeeze the Mafia cadre who was a temporary guest teacher.

Since the subsequent matter involved Vongola's internal disputes, at this moment, Lan Bo took the box and bid farewell to the reluctant head maid. He took his two sons and ran quickly without getting a ride. Even if she and the Sawada family were old friends in the past, even if Jiudaimu had cared for her a lot, the battle of other people's heirs is still not something that outsiders can wantonly intervene in.Besides, Ms. Rimbaud is currently working at PortMafia in Yokohama. In any case, she must consider how much trouble her reckless behavior will bring to Mr. Mori.

And how many times these troubles will hit back on his head in the future.

So she took two teenagers and ran from the southern tip of Sicily to Milan in one day-the mobility was terrifying.

After staying in Milan for two days to buy enough food and clean water, Rimbaud looked at them again and finally confirmed: "I will cross the Alps from here to Germany on the other side, and then turn to Poland through the Black Forest. Near Warsaw There is a place to take Dazai, you don’t have to go there, you can buy a ticket here and go back to Yokohama directly, you decide.”

"You alone? With this guy?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also snorted in his heart, if I didn't stay and watch you, I would have to wait until the year of the monkey to bring you back to Yokohama.

"Forget it. I'm afraid that you two will fight because of women. Go together and just take a look at the scenery."

Rimbaud gave him a meaningful look: "When you regret it, even if you cry, I can't help you."

"what!"

The high-spirited young man returned her a strange laugh with unknown meaning.

"Stop joking, even if you beat me to death, I won't cry!"

"Really?"

Miss Rimbaud smiled mysteriously.

"whispering sound!"

Zhongyuan Zhong didn't care too much, at most it was a bit scary natural scenery, he would not shed tears casually.No, he hadn't shed a tear since he could remember.

It is more stupid to be upset about what has happened than to do something stupid.

He didn't pay attention to Miss Rimbaud's look of pity at her silly son, let alone Osamu Dazai's suddenly solemn expression.

The "hell" near Warsaw that would make someone like Rimbaud shed tears, probably, only that place.

It's really... the closest thing to death.

They had to walk for seven days with their feet. Rimbaud led the two teenagers, completely abandoning the assistance of supernatural powers, and came to Stuttgart from Milan all the way.Chuya was fine, barely able to keep up with her pace, Dazai Osamu fell clumsily on the first night of climbing the Alps, and Rimbaud was behind him, or Chuya supported him, in short, no one could help him. I never thought of throwing this troublesome guy on a snow-capped mountain suspended by a glacier.

It's not like I haven't seen this kind of unlucky ghost along the way.

"Before the war, there was a legend in the Alps - if lovers want to be together happily, the boy must climb up the Alps to pick a rose and bring it down to his sweetheart. This kind of behavior shows one's bravery and strength. Only the brave man who brings back the rose can get the approval of the woman's parents."

"Some people succeed, and of course there are also losers, you see?"

Yes, there is a quiet young man lying under the solid ice shell. The glacier engulfs him and slowly moves down from a higher place. With the flick of a century, he looks lifelike.

"Luck is really bad."

"Who said it wasn't..."

Ten days later at night, Rimbaud brought two teenagers to an abandoned "town" near Warsaw, the capital of Poland. From a distance, it really looks like a town, but when you get closer, you feel that nothing is right.

It was too quiet, no sound, no light, only illuminated by the cold full moon in the night sky.

"Welcome to the abandoned hell on earth, Ossin Concentration Camp. About 500 million people died here during the war. It can accommodate up to 400 million people at the same time. In the end, only 7000 people left alive. All the dead were civilians. Old people, children, men, women. The day it was built, God died."

Under the moonlight, the dark red brick wall has the color of blood, and each piece is an imprisoned soul.

"Extraordinary ability, [color painting collection]."

The pale golden bands of light twisted and crisscrossed, and finally penetrated deep under the feet and continued to move around.

Rimbaud activated his ability, and the usual pale golden subspace did not appear, and there were many figures showing traces under the moon.

"My coloring book, in addition to being used as a space ability, also has the effect of psychic. You can see the activity track of the psychic person during his lifetime."

This is a super-large shelter built on the plain, specially used to accommodate refugees during the war.People are tricked into this place by dragging a [-]-kilogram salute. When they get off the train, they are the gate of the concentration camp. The red bricks and tiles are hidden in the green bushes, which looks so peaceful and serene. A peaceful state of mind.

As soon as you step here, the sifting of death begins.

The refugees were first stripped of all their finances, the disabled were first singled out and taken away...then never showed up again.Elderly people, women, and children with frail bodies were tricked into gas chambers disguised as bathrooms. Countless people struggled under the gas, leaving scratches on the brick walls.After the solemn and solemn orchestra stopped, the soldiers opened the gate, and what they saw was often a pyramid-shaped pile of corpses.

In order to have a sufficient horror effect, the managers here will trick the women into cutting off their long hair before they are alive on the grounds of "removing parasites", and the hair obtained will be woven into woolen products and shipped away.

Rimbaud's ability has been continuing. Countless refugees in front of him fell silently for various reasons. They were pulled into the incinerator by carts like frozen meat entering the assembly line, and then randomly scattered on the lawn, in the lake, in the In the forest, every inch of land is weeping and moaning, never resting.

"It used to be that death was being produced all the time here, like a factory that produced horror and madness. Human nature has disappeared, leaving only indescribable cruelty and distortion."

"Here is hell, where you will face death face to face."

"So, now, do you want to understand the meaning and value of human life?"

Neither of the two boys made a sound.

No matter who came here, they would subconsciously keep quiet, for fear of disturbing the already miserable undead.

"It's horrible... unbearably horrible."

The emotion reached its climax when I saw a soldier shoot and kill a little girl in a red dress. Before the execution, the child opened her innocent eyes and begged the executioner: "Excuse me, please bury me shallower later, it's too deep Mom won’t be able to find it.”

It was Chuya who was out of control.

The red spots spread from the arms to the cheeks, if it wasn't for Rimbaud's quick reaction, he would have rushed out at this time-ruthlessly tearing up the cruel picture that had already become a fact.

"calm down!"

Rimbaud withdrew his ability and released the action of the subspace to restrain the orange-haired boy. He tore and smashed like a desperate little beast driven to a corner. Black ability balls continued to emerge, and the surface of the pale golden cube that had never been shaken It was smashed with cracks and fine marks.

The subspace was wrapped layer by layer, and the long-haired woman suddenly tightened her outstretched palms. The collapsed space was like the death of a star. Two mutually exclusive forces surged in the forest, instantly knocking down a towering giant tree.

The golden color disappeared, and Osamu Dazai silently stepped forward to help Chuya, who had exploded into a filthy form and was severely suppressed, [Disqualification in the World] played its role, and the dangerous power disappeared.

"I brought you here not for the sake of bad taste, nor for blunt preaching. Dazai is right in saying that you can only understand the meaning of life if you understand what death is. Cherish every day you live, boys."

She looked at the ruins that had returned to tranquility. In the world where others could not peep and listen, countless dead wandered with blood and tears.

"Live well, lucky one."

In the end, Rimbaud only said these words, then turned around and walked towards the nearest city with the two youths with sloppy feet—it was time to return to Yokohama.