Invincible I want a dream

Rome, museum.

After the gunfire, the civilians who had no intention of getting involved in the struggle ran away, leading the frightened tourists to hide in safer shops.

They were in a hurry and didn't realize that time suddenly disappeared for a few seconds, and they almost teleported a few meters away.

Diablo lifted the pullover to reveal the fashionable fishnet suit underneath, his physique had undergone a mature change, and his face was both surprised and angry.

If he hadn't reacted in time, this body would have been pierced into tatters long ago, especially with some strange force attached to the gun. After it exploded, its lethality even blasted the concrete floor to pieces. potholes.

A group of people came out from the dark corner, each with a strong murderous look.

"Who are you?" Diablo frowned and asked, his eyes shifted to the last short figure, "It's you?! No, no...how is this possible!"

Diablo stared at his omission, his biggest mistake, and thought with a little panic, shouldn't Polnareff's accomplices be Bugarati and his party?Where did these people come from?

The leader of "Enthusiasm" turned dark. After discovering that the reality was different from his memory, he immediately decided to deal with the threat left over from a few years ago, the key to his last failure.As for the others, I will gradually map them later.But he didn't expect that something unexpected happened, and someone he didn't know appeared.

The swordsman in the wheelchair sneered, he misunderstood Diablo's shock, "Yes, it was me. I didn't die at the bottom of the cliff, let you be disappointed? Diablo, you devil, all these years, I have persisted through my hatred for you. Today is your end!"

Xanxus stared at the target of this trip, with a terrifying evil spirit flowing from his pupils, and he pronounced the sentence coldly: "Garbage, since you dare to violate Vongola's regulations and wantonly sell drugs in Italy, you should know that this day will come. The majesty of Pengo Lie will never be tarnished by scum like you!"

"..." Diablo was at a loss, what about Vongola, why did his drug trafficking hinder the family?Doesn't the mafia rely on this to make money?There was no such family in his previous world!

But this does not prevent him from figuring out the current situation: the enemy has a total of eight people, not counting Polnareff who holds a bug arrow and may go berserk at any time, there are also seven powerful opponents who don't know the details; Dobio who was seen through was useless at all, that is to say, he was the only one.

"..." What else do you need to think about?

Without hesitating for a second, Diablo directly decided on the tactic - to escape and save his life.

He is not the kind of hard bone who regards dignity as glory and would rather die than submit. He is arrogant and despicable. As long as he can survive to the end and bury the unbearable past, he is the only king.

After receiving the final instructions and obtaining the key card at the hotel, the Bugarati team and their escorts agreed to find a restaurant to fill their stomachs.

"Do we have to go this far?" Naranja shook the map in his hand, "This restaurant is so far away from here. My stomach is growling!"

Trixie gave him a white look. After arriving in Rome, her nervous heart relaxed a lot, "This is the most popular restaurant in Rome! Look, so many celebrities have been here. Now that I'm in Rome, I want to go too. Just punch in!"

"It's really a bit far." Bugarati looked at the map, but as always, he didn't refuse Trixiu's willful request, "Go by car, it should be faster. This mission has worked hard for everyone, and this is my treat."

"Really? Long live!" Mista immediately agreed.

After reaching an agreement, Apache and Fugo drove over, carrying a group of eight people to the city center.

On the way, they encountered many reverse vehicles.

The car owner with good intentions stopped and warned these young people through the car window: "Oh, don't drive any further. Someone shot at the museum, bang bang bang, it seems to be a mafia firefight, It's too dangerous. Now these gangsters are getting more and more arrogant!"

"Mafia?" Fugo asked, "Isn't this the territory of Kirioneiro? How could they allow someone to make trouble in Rome, and not come out and take care of it?"

"Huh? You young man, you know a lot! However, I'm just hearing it, how can I know so much? Anyway, just don't go, bullets have no eyes."

The car owner sighed and shook his head, said no more, and walked away from the center of danger.

"What should we do now?" The blond young genius turned his head, looked at the captain in the passenger seat, and asked.

Bugarati said: "In that case, let's forget it. We are in a special situation now. It is best not to get involved in these dangerous things. Trixiu and Mr. Chuanping are ordinary people. It would be bad if they were injured. "

"No!" Trixie objected fiercely, but it was not for the internet celebrity restaurant, "I have to go there! I feel... there is someone I want to see there, my father...he is there."

What she said was very certain, and both Bugarati and Fugo were shocked—there was indeed an unusual feeling in the blood of the stand-in messenger, and those who were about to move and wanted to arrest Trixie to fight against the boss also held With this kind of mind.

"But... if the boss encounters an enemy, all you can do is protect yourself, right? The situation over there is unknown, and it's too dangerous to go there like this."

"I..." Trixie clenched her fists, with an ominous premonition in her heart. She always felt that if she didn't go there this time, she might miss an important event. This kind of unknown made her panic to death.

"Let's go and have a look." Chuan Pingyu put down the book at some point, with a strange glint flowing in his pupils, he said unhurriedly, "If it's really 'Boss', maybe he just needs your help. "

The vicious ring trembled unknowingly, and the snake hair on it was like a living thing, giving birth to their inner longing.

Fuge thought that if it was really the boss, this would be their best opportunity to make meritorious deeds. Bugarati's cadre position has not yet been found; Innocent people, even minors are not spared.

The half-baked illusionist took advantage of the weakness in their hearts and managed to get the two stand-in messengers to agree to Trixie's request.

Knowing that there might be a mysterious boss in front of him, Giorno in the other car changed his expression. His purpose of joining "Enthusiasm" was to overthrow the behind-the-scenes boss and take over himself.

He must not miss this good opportunity, but he must not be too clumsy and show his feet.

The offspring of vampires began to think of a hundred possible ways of backstabbing.

"Boom-boom-boom-"

Before seeing the scene of the melee, I heard the sound of explosions, interspersed with loud shouts: "Bastard boss, there is an ancient building! Don't shoot casually!"

A gust of wind blew, the smoke cleared, and the Bugarati team never saw both sides of the fight.

A stylish middle-aged man with long pink hair and green sequins dotted it. Without further ado, he was Trish's father, the man in power behind "Enthusiasm"; the other was a gunman with short black hair and a uniform. The peculiar scar on his face reveals his identity.

"It's Xanxus of Vongola, the leader of Balia." Fugo murmured, his face ashen.

All the previous considerations were in vain at this time. If Peng Gelie wanted to attack "enthusiasm", they would have no chance of winning at all. Even if they helped the boss at this time, they would not be able to change the fate of the organization's decline.

In addition, he could see that although the boss was strong, for some reason, he occasionally showed a headache-ridden expression, and couldn't even avoid some obvious ballistics.

The unexpected visitor naturally attracted the attention of Balia.

"Oh, is this little sister Diablo's daughter?" Lusilia held her face and said with a smile, "What a lovely child~"

"Hmph, are you here for rescue?" Levi, Xanxus' number one loyal dog, pulled out the handle of the umbrella he was carrying, "Let me clear the way for the boss!"

"Hee hee, it's because the BOSS is interested in fighting, so you don't care about our lives, so you don't help? You can only do these chores, anyway, you are a big brainless guy."

Ignoring Levi's murderous gaze, the bloodthirsty prince of an unknown country turned to the visitor and said threateningly: "Let me, the prince, deal with these overreaching guys. Hee hee, I will cut their corpses into pieces Yes, if it's all blood, it won't be so annoying, right?"

The battle is imminent, and both sides maintain a vigilant posture.

At this time, Mamon, who was floating in the air and had been using illusion to interfere with field control, landed and said, "Don't do anything yet."

Belphegor wanted to play the opposite subconsciously, but saw their illusionist looking behind the enemy, a gentle and handsome young man who was incompatible with the battlefield, his immature voice revealed caution: "Hey, what's your name? Where did you get that ring?"

As a top illusion master, Mamon saw Chuan Pingyu's simple illusion at a glance, and at the same time saw the extraordinaryness of the ring of hell.

Mamon also paid attention to the whereabouts of these rings that were said to be haunted by curses, but he didn't buy them vigorously because he didn't need these accessories.

But his understanding of it is not that deep.

In addition to the notoriety of the Ring of Hell, it is because each of its masters will never die well. Even the soul will be swallowed by the ring and become the nourishment of the curse.

However, Mamon felt that it was not only scary, but also that even a trash with no talent, as long as he wore this ring, he would have a powerful force that could destroy his mind.

Logically speaking, the owner who can wear this ring shouldn't have constructed such a weak illusion?It's almost like a baby acting on instinct, without rules, let alone perfection.