[Comprehensive] Intermittent complacency

Bai Lan irresponsibly left such news and then disappeared in the base, regardless of the impact such information had on the people present.

There was silence in the Meloni base, and the atmosphere was oppressive and dull.

After some time, Li Baoen said softly, "Xiaozheng, send us back. To open Vongola's box, you need the mark of Alcbareno."

"...Hmm." After a moment of stunned, Irie nodded, with an unnatural expression on his face.

Sawada Tsunayoshi clenched his fists tightly, pursed his lips tightly, and there was a trace of cold light and anger in his big brown-black eyes. He couldn't believe that what happened just now was true.

Bai Lan must lie again, that man... how could he die so easily? !How could Ah Bei lose his life like this?

"I'm not leaving!" Prison Temple Hayato blushed and roared ferociously, "I'm going to kill that Bailan!!"

"Juji!" Takeshi Yamamoto shouted with a serious face, "Enough, it's enough..." He frowned sharply, and patted the boy with silver-gray hair, "Stop saying such things, none of us I believe Ah Bei will..."

Tsunayoshi Sawada's eyelashes trembled when he heard it, and his voice became hoarse, "Okay, let's listen to Li Baoen's arrangement. Didn't Irie-kun say that Bai Lan is also good at illusion? Maybe... this is just what he wants to show us. It’s just things, Ah Bei may be fine.”

That's what I said, but I couldn't help but believe in everything I saw just now, because it was too real.

Even Irie Masaichi couldn't guarantee whether Takahashi Kita was really alive, or he was lying on the ground covered in blood as he saw.

Time has not allowed them to hesitate too much, Sawada Tsunayoshi and Li Baoen exchanged glances, and the other party said, "Xiaozheng, let's start."

"Ok!"

Glancing secretly at Kyouya Hibari, who was exuding a terrifying aura, Li Baoen pressed the brim of his hat and did not speak.

He will do everything possible to let Peng Lie's tenth generation of children grow up. Including this matter, even if he is not sure about Takahashi North's survival now, it is worthwhile if he can let these people grow up.

Sawada Tsunayoshi's potential is huge, and he can grow to a place that Li Baoen can't predict.

He is different from Takahashi Kita. If Takahashi Kita is a polished and flawless gem, Sawada Tsunayoshi is an undeveloped jade in the rough.

It was precisely because of this that Li Baoen began to suspect Gao Qiaobei's identity.

The presence of Tsunayoshi Sawada is necessary.

These leaves have become the wind, and if you grasp them against the opposite direction, the wind will change direction.Conversely, if you can predict where the flow is going, the wind will fall into your hands by itself.

Fog can block the sky's sight, but it cannot lock the sky's progress.

Because of the sky, the clouds can float freely.

The process of traveling through time and space was not pleasant. When they returned to the past ten years from the Meloni base, everyone's mood was not bright, and they lost the joy of returning to the past.

Not only because there was a fierce battle waiting for them in the future, but more importantly, there were eleven people who came, but only ten people came back.

Sawada Tsunayoshi panicked, "Abei... hasn't he come back?"

Blindly passed by everyone, but couldn't see the black figure.

Everyone's complexion is not very good, what does it mean that they haven't come back from the future?The torrent of time is irreversible, and it is impossible for two identical people to appear in the same space.If Gao Qiaobei can't come back, it's definitely not because Bai Lan detained him privately, but because he isn't here at all.

Everyone present thought of this possibility, and immediately turned pale.

"No way……"

Li Baoen stood up and said with a sullen face, "No matter what, we still need to get the mark now. Don't forget that you carry the entire future on your back."

Although it is cruel to say this, these children must realize that only they can save the future now.

This kind of pressure is not something ordinary people can bear, and Li Baoen also clearly knows how cruel it is, and it is still under the circumstances that Takahashi Bei's whereabouts are unknown.

"Gang, you are the future Vongola."

You carry all hope.

# # #

The feeling of being pierced by bullets is actually a bit cool.

There are all the amplified sounds in my ears, the sound of bullets piercing the flesh, the gurgling sound of blood gushing out, Liudaokuo's suppressed exclamation, and the man's deep chuckle.

Lou Bei has experienced such a moment, not many times, once or twice?

Most of the time, he would not choose this method of death, because it was very painful, and there would be revolving scenes at the moment of death.

He hates memories.

Some people say that when you remember, you start to age.

The word old is very mysterious. For example, some people are old on the outside, while others are old on the heart.

He knew he wasn't going to die, in every sense of the word.

It was as if when he opened his eyes again now, he saw the familiar Bingsheng street, the four-lane wide road was full of traffic, the sidewalks were green and lush, and the utility poles were still as straight as they were cut.

The time seemed to be around 4 p.m., and Bingsheng Middle School was dismissed, and piles and piles of students poured out from the school gate, wearing uniforms, walking in twos and threes, smiling and gossiping.

The brown-haired boy had a soft smile and piercing eyes. Beside him was a sunny and uninhibited boy, walking shoulder to shoulder, looking very affectionate.

They passed in front of Lou Bei without giving a single extra look.

Like, treat strangers.

Bingsheng does not have a specific downtown area, it looks like a small town, not very lively, but not deserted either.

Lou Bei stood there for a while, then continued walking, followed the crowd to the crossroads, there was a very distinctive ramen shop on the side of the road, with "Lelexuan" written in very old calligraphy on it, probably It's time for dinner, and there is a strong aroma of ramen tonkotsu broth coming from the store.

Lou Bei opened the door and walked in. With a "ding bell", the wind chimes rang.

"Welcome." A gentle female voice sounded, and Lou Bei greeted the proprietress, looked around, and fixed his eyes on a corner.

The man with short white hair sat there with his duties. The round lenses softened the somewhat sharp face. He looked a little timid, with his eyes slightly drooping, staring at the table without knowing what he was thinking.

Smiling slightly, Loubei put his hands in his pockets, strode forward with his long legs, walked to a table next to the man, opened the stool and sat down.

"Guest, what would you like to have?"

After taking the menu, he casually glanced at it, "Tonkotsu ramen."

"Soup or clear soup?"

"broth."

"Okay~ Please wait a moment~" The smiling proprietress gestured for the tea on the table, let Loubei take care of herself, and then said to the man, "My guest, your noodles are ready, I'll bring them right away, don't worry Yo~"

A cold voice sounded, with a hint of weakness, "Well, it's okay."

Lou Bei's hand drinking tea froze for a moment, squinted his eyes and glanced over, the man shrank his neck, lowered his head unnaturally, waiting for the proprietress' face.

"If you eat too much soy sauce ramen, your skin will turn dark."

When Chuanping heard this, the hand holding the chopsticks paused for a moment, he raised his head silently, and looked to his right.

A young black-haired boy was playing with the quilt in his hands, resting his chin in one hand, and looking forward, if it wasn't just him and himself in the whole store...

No, he still clearly knew that these words were directed at himself.

"No." Chuanping put down his chopsticks and retorted, "I have eaten it for many years, but I am still very white."

The young man smiled, "Maybe he doesn't work for you."

"..." Chuanping frowned lightly, pursed his lips and said nothing. I don't know if it was an illusion, but this young man seemed to have something in his words.

The boy's noodles are also served, and they are tonkotsu ramen.

"Won't it be greasy?"

"No." The boy picked up the ramen and blew it, sucked it into his mouth, and said inarticulately, "I specifically ordered clear soup."

The way he eats is a bit rude, but there is an indescribable cuteness about him.

After thinking about it for a long time, Chuanping realized that it was the unique charm of young talents, and he did it without any pretension.

not like myself.

Smiling silently, Chuanping carefully ate the soy sauce ramen in the bowl, but the tip of his nose was filled with the aroma of tonkotsu ramen, a very fragrant and mellow soup base.

"Really..."

The boy looked up questioningly, "Huh?"

Chuanping struggled to push away the noodles in front of him, "Although I really like soy sauce ramen, once you tell me, I want to try tonkotsu ramen occasionally."

The young man shrugged, "Then what are you waiting for—the proprietress, add a bowl of tonkotsu ramen, and it's my treat!"

Chuanping laughed, "What's your name?"

The boy looked at him quietly for a while, then suddenly approached him with bright eyes, "My name is luc, you have to remember~"

A little surprised, Chuan Ping nodded timidly according to his usual timid appearance, and leaned back in embarrassment, moving away from the boy.

The young man let out a "tss", which seemed to be the unique dissatisfaction of adolescents, which made Chuanping laugh in his heart.

"I'm Chuanping."

"Hey—uncle, your name is so strange."

"What's weird?"

"I can't say it, it's just weird."

"Better than your luc!"

The boy suddenly fell silent, Chuan Ping hesitated for a moment, thinking that he had said something wrong, and when he was debating whether to apologize, the boy spoke.

"Hey, uncle, tell me, what are the rules?"

"……Um?"

"The person who gave me my name told me that I should obey the rules and be an obedient child. But the rules he said were very strange. Every day he said that the world is peaceful, justice is upheld, and God loves the world. I don't understand it. What does it have to do with me?"

"..."

"Hey, uncle, do you think I should obey?"

When Chuanping came back to his senses, the boy's breath almost sprayed on his face, and he stood up suddenly as if he had been electrocuted, and the ramen was almost knocked over.

"Ah! Really... Be careful!"

Chuanping took a meaningful look at the boy who was wiping the splashed oil, "Why do you ask that? Is it meaningful to obey...or not to obey?"

The boy stopped wiping, "You're right." His shiny black eyes were almost engraved in Chuan Ping's mind, "It doesn't make any sense to obey or not, because ah, I have already broken my oath what~"

The boy smiled nicely, "He didn't blame me, but I think it's better not to use the name luc."

"What do you say?"

……

The ramen was cold.

It was already past 7 o'clock in the evening when he went out, he probably hadn't been home so late before, no, it wasn't home there either.

When Chuanping walked to the door, he couldn't help but look back. The table on his right was empty, the cups were well placed, and the chairs showed no sign of anyone sitting there.

He frowned, illusion...?

It seemed that the boy's lazy voice came to my ears again, "Ah, I don't know how to follow any rules..."

It's really...it makes me a little concerned.