[Comprehensive] Opposites

"I want Lanbao to go to the battlefield." He put his hands under his chin, his light golden eyes revealed the sharpness and majesty that was gradually awakening, he pondered for a moment and then said.

The change of time, the war entanglement of the times, and the organization of the state and the anti-state, in the end it is the mafia in the name of revenge.The multifaceted oppression makes the times collide and rebound like multiple balls.From the initial policy of protecting civilians and punishing corrupt people, the self-defense group gradually had to change to self-protection and protecting civilians because of the changes of the times.

"Let Lanbao go to the battlefield?" G couldn't help raising his voice, and said with disbelief, "Whether Lanbao can survive is also a question! Is it wrong to do so?"

After hearing the words, Damon couldn't help but look over in surprise.

Lan Bao is the youngest among the members of vongola. He is the son of a big landlord and usually sleeps lazily.

G raised his eyebrows and raised his eyes, his fists on the table were clenched tightly, and his joints were obviously white, "Forgive me. I don't approve of letting Lan Bao go to the battlefield. With this young master's temper, I don't know where he will die at that time." , no one collected the corpse! Vongola is not weak, there is no need to let Lan Bao go to the battlefield, and he has not reached the point where women and children have to go to the battlefield!"

She pursed her lips and smiled, with full ridicule: "Since when did you worry so much about the cowardly and useless brat in your mouth?"

G blushed, and suddenly lost his confrontational state.

Elena was still in Naker's chapel at this time, except for G and Damon who had the courage and challenge, everyone else waited silently for the end of this farce.

Lan Bao was still in a daze, Damon raised his eyebrows, and bumped Lan Bao with his elbow.Lan Bao woke up, looked at the smiling face, and for a moment couldn't believe that the blond young man in front of him was always doting on him.He mumbled and asked, "Why do you want me to go to the battlefield? I'm useless at all." Lan Bao pointed out his own shortcomings, "I don't have the ability to fight."

Instead of answering Lan Bao's words, he turned around and asked Dimon, "What do you think? Dimon."

"Huh? Ask me?" Damon pointed to himself, glanced at Lan Baohe with a half-smile, and then said, "I don't care. If Lan Bao died on the battlefield, it has nothing to do with me."

Lan Bao was still praying that Damon could say something nice for him just now, after hearing Damon's words, he grinned and wanted to pounce on him, and beat Damon hard.

Lan Bao stretched his legs, and actually had the courage to fight against Damon.Damon was caught off guard by Lan Bao, who even forgot to dodge, and was thrown into his arms by Lan Bao.The chair couldn't bear the force of Lan Bao's attack, and the two of them rolled from the chair to the ground and became a ball.

Lan Bao grabbed Damon's hair, bared his teeth and approached Damon, who was rarely in a panic, and muttered: "Big bastard, big bastard!"

"Come down quickly." Daemon looked angrily at Lan Bao who was riding on him.

"I don't!" Lan Bao didn't know the courage he mustered up there, and said fiercely, "I knew that you bastard was not happy seeing me!"

Lan Bao, who was completely in chaos, couldn't hear anything at all. Even Damon, who was most afraid on weekdays, dared to fall down and stare dumbfounded at the farce in front of him. Bao also pulled several hairs from Damon's head.

Adhering to the reason that Lanbao is still young, he has never fought against Lanbao.Damon got up and patted the dust off his body, looking at Lan Bao's hair in his hands with distress.

Lan Bao turned his head to see the helpless face, the anger in his heart surged up again, gathered around his eyes, and said with red eyes, "I don't have a clever marksmanship like g, nor a nimble and agile body like you, let alone Inhuman fighting methods like Arnold and Spedo."

"Well, I know." With trust in his eyes and a smile on his face, "But Lan Bao is a brave boy."

Lan Bao's character, Vongola's people are well-known willful and ignorant cowards, and they are useless except for the identity of the son of a big landlord.

"No matter what kind of person they are, they are indispensable in vongola. What about Lanbao?" Gently stroking Lanbao who was buried in his arms, "In my eyes, Lanbao has always been They are all brave children. The young master who is huddled in the castle will one day walk out of the castle."

"...Although I think it makes sense, but I always feel that it is wrong." Lan Bao said sullenly, "If it is please, I will do it well."

G also said at this time: "I will protect Lanbao well on the battlefield." G let out an unnatural hum, "At least he won't let him die somewhere else."

"No." With a slight smile, he took out two blueprints from the folder, "I asked Talbo to help us build the weapon, and I believe Talbo will not let us down."

"Talbo?" G asked, "That suspicious alchemist?"

"Yeah. But if you say Talbo like that, Talbo will be angry." I thought, if Talbo heard this sentence, he might shake his hammer down tremblingly, and ran up with his eyes tearing open. Fight each other with g.

G raised his chin, "You underestimate me, you can't defeat me with Talbo." G paused, and said rather coyly, "But thank you for making me a weapon."

He coughed a few times, trying to hide his belly laugh*, an unconcealable smile leaked from the corner of his mouth, turned his head to look at Damon and said, "I wanted to build a weapon for Damon, but I couldn't think of it." What weapons can illusionists use."

Both G and Lan Bao laughed out loud, with obvious complacency.

Damon shrugged indifferently, "It's okay, I have my own weapon, if I use other ones, I might suddenly not get used to it." Speaking of this, Damon glanced at the blueprint in his hand, "G usually works But pistols, if you use a crossbow suddenly, the power will be greatly reduced, and you will not get used to it. Is it okay?"

After listening, he looked at G stiffly, as if asking if what Damon said was wrong.

G shook his head, and said proudly: "What kind of weapon will be obedient like a kitten in my hands, not to mention this is my heart, how could I be disgusted by the feel of the hand."

After hesitating for a while, he said, "It's better to prepare a pistol when G goes to the battlefield."

"Okay." G glared at Damon, and blatantly accused Damon of meddling and sowing discord.