The world is restarting

Port Mafia Headquarters, Chief Building Conference Room.

The ring-shaped overhead light hanging above the conference table casts a dark red light, except for the place where the long oval table is located, the rest of the place is dark.

The seats and long tables in the room are all in Western European classical style, with dark tones shrouded in bloody lights, and the oppressive and heavy atmosphere is like the internal council of an ancient vampire family.

No matter from which angle you look at it, it perfectly fits all the public's imagination of the "terrible mafia".

It's just that the sound effects of the game one after another in the air are a bit disruptive to the atmosphere.

But no one in the room paid attention to this at this time.

The man at the top put the notice letter sent by Pengo Lie on the table, and raised his eyebrows with great interest.

"Huh? The person in charge sent by Pengo Lie to talk to us has changed."

His slender fingers tapped on some key characters, his tone seemed to be careless, but also seemed to have deep meaning.

"Heh, are there internal factional struggles?" The beauty in kimono who was sitting in the first position on the right stroked her lips and smiled, her tone full of jokes.

"Maybe, but I think the main reason should be that they finally think that the previous person in charge is not enough... It is a good thing for us, but the determination of the candidate must be accompanied by internal factional struggles."

"So if we get in touch with the new principal, it's equivalent to taking sides in Vongola's internal struggle?" The second person on the left opened his mouth with one hand on his jaw.His white hair hanging by his ears swept across his palms, and his tone was a little unconsciously arrogant.

Mori Ogai: "This is inevitable. You can know which faction in Vengley has the upper hand when you see who comes to contact you at the moment."

Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned slightly, "We don't have the right to choose?"

"Ah, this is a dilemma that the weak must face."

The leader of the Hong Kong gangsters spoke unhurriedly. When he called himself a "weak person", his tone was extraordinarily calm, with a kind of terrible sobriety about himself. The world's number one killer, who has a personal relationship with the ninth generation, seems to be on the side of the descendant of the first generation, and will go with him this time. From this point of view, the descendant of the first generation has a great chance of winning."

Koye Ozaki raised his eyebrows and glanced at him in surprise, "It sounds like you have a lot of respect for Pengo Lie."

To be honest it was a surprise.

"This is the respect due to the strong." Mori Ogai interlaced his fingers against his chin and did not deny it, his tone seemed to have some deep meaning, "Vongola, that is a pretty scary family... I know that Vengola is the scariest Where is the place, A?"

"Huh?" As a local tyrant who was so poor that all he had left was money, and all the cadre positions were bought, A did not hesitate, "Rich and powerful?"

"Money and power are things that will change with the passage of time and changes in the situation." Mori Ogai denied his statement, "Too volatile and not enough to be the pillar to support the long-term existence of a family."

Koye Ozaki: "So what is it that has supported Peng Gelie to stand in the dark world for more than a hundred years?"

Mori Ogai was categorical, "Fate and people's hearts."

There was a sudden silence in the room, except for the unmoving game sound effects, even the Chufa boy on the right froze slightly because he remembered something.

The beauty in the kimono seemed to hear something unbelievable, and chuckled softly, "Oh, isn't that more changeable?"

Is there anything in this world more unpredictable than fate and easier to change than human heart?

"So, this is the scary thing about Vongola." Mori Ogai's tone was complicated and amazed, "Vengola has experienced nine generations of leaders since its establishment. In each generation of high-level family members, There was not a single traitor."

No matter what the situation was at the time, no matter whether the family was at a peak or a trough, the six guardians of the family, the outside advisory group, and even the most rebellious assassination force, since the first generation, Vengley's internal struggles have never stopped, but there is no A high-level person has turned his back on the name.

"I really want to know what magic power the leader of Vongola has. It's really enviable... right, Dazai-kun?"

The black-haired boy who had been sitting in the first position on the left and playing games was called by his name, and finally raised his head from the splash of blood and bullets all over the screen.

Then he tilted his head and showed an innocent expression, "Huh?"

The world's No. [-] killer always pays attention to efficiency. After Ya Sawada agreed to go to Yokohama, within a few days, the time for negotiating with Hong Kong gangsters was fixed.

On April [-]th, the sun was shining.

In front of the Port Mafia building.

Sawada Ya got out of the car with her scarlet sleeves, nodded slightly to the driver who opened the door for her, then raised her eyes to look at the five towering buildings in front of her, and squinted her eyes.

The clear sunlight poured down from the sky, and the exterior of the high-rise building glowed with a cold light, like cold ice bubbling with cold air, which seemed particularly unkind at first glance.

"Are you... the person in charge of Pengelie's side?"

A clear and hoarse voice sounded not far away, and Sawada Ya turned around.

The people sent by Hong Kong gangsters to welcome them were walking from the door of the cold building, and the leader was a young man with brown hair.A gust of wind lifted the hem of his clothes, he raised his hand to press the brim of his hat, and looked at her with lowered eyes, the clear pupils of which were azure blue of the same color as the sky.

I don't know if it's because the principal's age was beyond his expectation, the boy's original indifferent expression was a bit tangled up, and subconsciously softened when his eyes touched the young girl beside the car.

Sawada Ya showed a little surprised look, "Huh?"

Reborn jumped out of the car behind her, and introduced in a natural tone, "This is Sylvia Pengoile, the representative of Pengoile."

Needless to say, the surname alone already has enough weight.

Zhongya Zhongya looked a little more solemn, took off his hat and put it on his chest, and bowed gentlemanly, "Welcome to the Port Mafia, I am one of the cadres of the organization, Zhongya Zhongyuan."

Sawada Ya blinked and held out her hand.

Chufa boy knelt down on one knee, gently held the little girl's tender fingertips, and lightly touched the back of her fingers with his lips.

The hair on his forehead was gently stirred by the wind, and his eyelashes drooped slightly, looking like a painting.

After Zhongyuan Zhongye received the people, he led them straight into the central building.

There are quite a few people sent by Pengelie this time, but there are only three most important ones. One is the person in charge who has dealt with Hong Kong gangsters before, and is mainly responsible for negotiation; the other is reborn, who is mainly responsible for deterring force The situation in Hong Kong and black; the last one is Sawada Ya Xiaolioli, who is mainly responsible for acting as Peng Lie's facade... and mascot.

The security of the gangsters is loose on the outside and tight on the inside, and there are many people coming and going on the first floor, but after taking the elevator to the top floor, there are unusually many and cumbersome checkpoints along the way.

People can't help but wonder how many assassinations this Hong Kong gangster leader has suffered before he has considered all aspects so thoroughly.

In the Hong Kong black meeting room, except Chuya Nakahara, who went out to pick up people, the remaining three cadres and the leader himself, Mori Ou, were all present.

"I don't know who Pengo Lie will send over this time." Tyrant A who had nothing to do but sat in the conference room for a long time, a little curious.

The beauty in kimono who was sitting diagonally across from him stroked her lips and smiled, probably because she was interested in this topic, and it was rare to answer his words, "Since the world's number one killer came out in person, if I didn't expect anything wrong, it should be that An heir."

"Is that candidate for the tenth generation who inherited the blood of the first generation? It is said that he is only in his teens. Peng Lie really hid him so tightly that he couldn't find any information except his age."

"Oh?" Koyo Ozaki smiled, her beautiful eyes glinted from the sleeves, "Isn't even your money offensive working?"

"Tsk." The tone was a bit mocking, A heard it, and turned his head unhappily.

"Okay, the guests are coming soon." Mori Ogai, who was sitting at the top, interrupted the tit-for-tat confrontation between the two subordinates, "Let's talk about the discussion after they leave... Besides, Dazai-kun, can you get up? ?”

His Excellency Osamu Dazai, one of the five major cadres of the Port Mafia, did not know if he had become a thief late last night. As soon as he arrived at the meeting room, he lay down on the table in a posture of throwing himself on the street.

Now being called out by Sen Ouwai, he finally condescended to move.

The young man's muscular hands rested on the back of his head, and the curly broken hair protruded from between his fingers. His slender fingers brushed the ends of the hair, moved to the back of his neck, and pinched at will. Then he got up sleepily and slapped yawn.

"Sorry, I stayed up all night last night."

The tone is very straightforward.

His appearance was exquisite and delicate, with gauze covering the side of his face and some messy bandages wrapped around his right eye, giving the first impression of being weak and harmless.

When A, who was sitting next to him, glanced at this person, there was a faint flash of fear in his eyes, but he couldn't help but reply, "The task of receiving the special envoy Peng was sent out yesterday, what is Dazai-kun doing?" Is it important?"

"Of course!" The dark-haired boy's eyes suddenly sparkled, and he seemed to regain his energy when he mentioned this topic, "I finally cleared the level that was stuck for a week yesterday! On the other hand, that slug is still stuck there until now." , I immediately sent him the screenshot after clearing the level last night..."

In the background sound of Dazai Osamu's sudden excitement, Ozaki Koyo didn't even look at A with an ugly face, and pressed his forehead with a bit of a headache.

Ah, so that's why Chungye was not in good spirits when he came to the meeting room this morning?

"Okay, Dazai-kun." Mori Ogai said again. As an impartial leader, he did not make any comments on his subordinates' behavior of playing games all night, and only emphasized again, "Don't be rude for a while."

"Ah." The black-haired boy put away his unreliable demeanor, his face suddenly calmed down, and unexpectedly became a little more serious, "Don't worry."

Just as the voices of several people fell silent for a while, there were three polite knocks on the door of the meeting room.

Mori Ogai: "Come in."

"excuse me."

The dark-colored door slowly opened to both sides, and Zhong Yuanzhong, the cadre who went out to pick up people, also appeared at the door.The boy Chu Fa bowed his head, "Boss, the person in charge of Peng Gelie has arrived."

After speaking, he took a step back to the side, revealing the petite figure that was blocked just now.