[Comprehensive] Full-level boss pretending to be new

The silhouette in the pitch black was far from what Xanxus remembered.

After all, he was also a child who grew up here, and what his hometown was like, even though he was sent to the castle for almost a year by Jiudaimu, he still couldn't forget it.

Originally, this should be a newly built pier, and it was still funded by Peng Gelei. The last time Kudaime took him out to play, he happened to pass by, and the old man specially explained the reason for this to him.

The predecessor of Vengley was a self-defense group that protected the residents. Although it has become a mafia in the continuous development, the goodwill that has continued from the beginning has not been broken.

As a conscientious existence in the mafia, Peng Gelie also put the people's livelihood in his territory into the plan.

It doesn't sound like what a mafia should do, but only such a Vengley can win the heartfelt support of the people.

Now the well-built pier is gone, and it has changed from brand new and tidy to dilapidated, and the boats docked beside the pier are quite modern. Xanxus thinks that the last time he saw this kind of thing was in a nautical movie.

"We must be in the wrong place."

He nodded quite positively, and looked back at Yayoi Komaeda: "Maybe there is a problem with the positioning system, and the fuel on the boat is still sufficient. Should we go to the correct destination before sunset?"

"Positioning can't go wrong, what's wrong is time."

Yayoi Komaeda asked Xanxus to drive the boat farther: "Appearing next to the pier like this will cause too much sensation."

Xanxus complied immediately.

Tsukimi thought about what Yayoi Komaeda said: "The time is wrong? Could it be that we just came to another world by boat?"

"It's not really another world."

Yayoi Komaeda, who is still calm, is the reassurance of everyone: "Isn't there a saying that has been handed down for a long time in Pengo Lie? Our time is engraved on the ring. To use a simple analogy, we just follow the passage of time. Accidentally went against the current."

Can this be careless?

Xanxus really wanted to throw Yayoi Komaeda overboard.

"In short, we can't go back now, right?"

He tried to find information related to what he saw in his mind, but he couldn't find the corresponding thing after thinking for a long time.

In history class, Xanxus spent most of his time trying to catch up on sleep. The old gentleman who taught him had a deep and good voice. As soon as the subwoofer came out, Xanxus immediately closed his eyes.

And the old gentleman didn't wake him up, just talked one by one and fell asleep, as if he wanted to teach him in a dream.

However, the result was different from what the old man thought. He had no memory of Xanxus at all. All he could remember was that the desk in the study was a bit hard, and it would be uncomfortable to sleep on his stomach.

What is the use of this [beep——]? !

When the book is ready, Xanxus wants to go back to the beginning of the class and wake up the two who started snoring.

"It should be temporary."

Yayoi Komaeda has personally experienced this kind of unexpected crossing for countless times: "Don't panic, you can go back no matter how you came here, but we have to give the world a time to react."

"How long will it take to go back?"

Xanxus frowned and looked at Yayoi Komaeda: "It's still time to reflect, what if it has been reflected for more than ten years."

"I believe that with the strength of Xanxus, no matter where it is, it can survive tenaciously."

Yayoi Komaeda smiled with a holy taste: "Tsukimi, put away the boat."

Xanxus looked at Komaeda as if he was looking at a psychopath: "This is the sea, you ask him to put the boat away, what if we fall."

"Don't worry about that."

Tsukimi pulled out a seal scroll from the back of his waist, and clamped Uchiha Mukuro, who was silently in a daze, to his waist: "Then Xanxus is up to you, Mr. Yayoi."

He has obsessive confidence in Yayoi Komaeda. As a ninja, he can stand on the water without falling, so Yayoi must be able to achieve the same effect in his own way.

"Do you want me to carry you on my back, hold you, or carry you?"

I don't want either.

Xanxus was expressionless: "Can I stay on the boat? I have almost mastered the skills of sailing, and I can drive the boat to the pier without disturbing other people."

"Do as the Romans do, my son."

Yayoi Komaeda used the tone of a grandfather: "And not everyone has the opportunity to travel through time, can't you show more excitement and joy?"

I show your size!

Countless swear words flooded the screen in Xanxus' mind, but Yue Jian stared at him from the side, making him unable to speak out.

If there is no one here, as long as there are no two [beep——] people, he will definitely swear for an hour.

"Then Yayoi-san, be careful."

From Xanxus' point of view, it was Tsukimi who pressed a piece of paper with strange patterns on it face down on the bridge, and he made a wonderful gesture, only to hear a "bang".

- What the hell? !

Xanxus' shoes and trouser legs were directly soaked in sea water.

"I don't think you want me to hold you, so let's carry it."

Komaeda is holding the back collar of Xanxus. He has not yet entered puberty, and his height has not grown crazily. After landing on the shore, they have been swaying steadily in mid-air.

Tsukimi and Yayoi Komaeda stepped into the sea and entered the city under the cover of night.

They each have their own way of stealth. After turning left and right in the intricate alleys, they came to a place that Xanxus was very familiar with - the slums.

He stayed in a similar environment with his mother for several years before he was adopted by Peng Lie. Looking at it now, he only feels full of nostalgia.

— and disgust.

"Xanxus, I have a mission for you."

Komaeda put down the boy in his hand: "Did you see that house? We will go in in half an hour."

In this kind of place, of course it depends on who's fist is bigger, as soon as Komaeda finished speaking, Xanxus understood what he meant, moved his knuckles, and Xanxus decided to vent all the confusion and anger in his heart.

Without even using the flames, all the punks entrenched in the best room in the slum were thrown out the door.

After a while, before the beaten punks could get up and run away, Xanxus appeared again, and justly took out every dollar on them and every pocket.

Having not conducted such a business for a long time, he almost forgot this most important step.

A handful of odd and small banknotes are enough for them to live for a period of time, Xanxus waved his hand generously, signaling these gangsters to disappear from sight.

Not knowing what kind of torture was waiting for them afterwards, the punks supported each other and quickly left. Before disappearing, they turned their heads back and gave Xanxus a hostile look.

Oh, I'm numb from watching so much.

Hehe smiled in a good mood, Xanxus was still looking forward to these little bastards bringing people back to the field again, the opponent was too weak, he fought for a long time without much effort.

Fingers spread and clenched, Xanxus recalled himself before the two governesses came.

At that time, it was quite difficult to beat people away unscathed. He basically exchanged injuries for injuries, and he had to guard against bullets from people in the dark, which was many times harder than it is now.

"What are you doing standing there, come over here and throw out the trash."

Yue Jian flew past a basin, heading straight for the back of Xanxus' head.

Holding a few bowls, Uchiha Mukuro carefully squeezed past Xanxus.

Except for some necessary bed frames in the room, all the smelly ones were thrown outside by Yuejian, and a hill was piled up on the open space at the door.

After that, he took out another scroll from behind, untied it, and took out brand new household items from it.

"What the hell are you?"

Xanxus looked at the bulging prop very curiously: "I heard that there are some mysterious powers in the east, so it must be you."

"It's just a little trick."

Yuejian gently waved his hand, hiding his merit and fame: "Eat something simple today to make a cushion. Tomorrow morning, Xanxus, remember to get up early and go out to buy groceries."

God damn go out to buy groceries.

Liu Dao Mu turned his head to the corner, a small face with a distorted smile.

I really want other people, especially those in Balian with their nostrils to reach the top of their heads, to see that they are the boss of the family.

Hahahahaha... Grocery shopping, I can laugh at this joke for a year.

"By the way, Muku, do you need to drink milk at this age?"

Uchiha Tsukimi used his only child-rearing knowledge to make a judgment: "It should be, why are children so troublesome, Mr. Yayoi, do you have any way to ripen overnight, and it will be convenient to teach Mukuro when he grows up?" .”

He looked at Yayoi Komaeda with bright eyes, expecting his answer yes.

"you sure?"

Komaeda's rhetorical question and Uchiha Kai's refusal were spoken at the same time.

He firmly refused again, and ran directly to Komaeda's side and hugged his calf.

"Then forget it."

Yue Jian's regret was sincere, and Xanxus was in a cold sweat watching it.

His two tutors are some kind of monsters, so they ripen people, and the part involving human experimentation is probably a tentative move on the verge of breaking the law.

"Then the child will sleep with me tonight."

Xanxus took Uchiha Mukuro away with a somewhat tough attitude: "He and I make the floor in the living room, and you and Komaeda-sensei share the remaining two rooms."

"Well, it's troublesome."

Without a bright desk lamp, and unable to read the words on the pages of the book in the dim environment, Yayoi Komaeda randomly picked a room and walked in, starting to rest early.

"I slept outside, out of danger."

Yue Jian gave the remaining room to the two children: "If you hear strange noises, don't go out, maybe the big bad wolf is knocking on the door."

Xanxus: ==

Skull: ==

Do you think we two are mentally handicapped?

Uchiha Tsukimi just sat in the living room for a whole night. In the middle of the night, he heard a slight movement from the door, and immediately slipped out a shuriken from his sleeve and squeezed it on.

However, they did not enter the house, but quietly transported away the mountain of garbage at the door.

For people like Komaeda, it is a trash thing, but for other people in the slum, it is a luxurious enjoyment that only gangsters can enjoy.

One after another, when Xanxus got up to buy groceries the next morning, the door was already clean, and even the dust had been swept into regular patterns.

The corner of his mouth twitched twice.

Not surprised at all, there is no fluctuation in my heart.

Xanxus undid the two buttons on his chest, and pinned up his sleeves, revealing his muscular forearms.

Following the flow of people, he walked for a long time before he found the "vegetable market" in the city.