I saved the world after jumping backwards

After Risut yelled the phrase "Get out of here", Apaki walked up to him quickly. Two tall men of similar stature looked at each other. Bessie couldn't breathe.

Apache took the lead and said angrily: "Risut, what are you talking about in front of the boss? Ah?!"

It's just that the target of his anger just looked at him coldly, as if he didn't take Apache seriously.

Undoubtedly, the latter was naturally irritated by Risut's attitude. His fist was firmly caught by the opponent, and Apaki called out the substitute angrily.

"I've been displeased with you for a long time, "Melancholy Blues"! "

"I've always disliked you, Apache."

"Hey! Apache, Risut!"

The two ignored Prosciut's persuasion.

"enough!"

Just when the stand-in battle was about to start, a slightly hoarse juvenile voice interrupted the two of them. Giorno was holding on to the snow steps, and when he saw the two of them were about to fight in front of him, his temples started to bulge. the jump.

"Apaki, you can take the snow down first and get in the car."

Giorno dismissed Apache, who was angry, with two words, and asked him to wait for him in the car with Xuebu. After the two left, his aura had changed: "As I said, don't be careless. Touch him, Risut."

"Are you even ignoring the Boss's orders?" The aura of superiority on the blond boy's body could no longer be concealed, and Risut, who was stared at by his emerald green eyes, felt a momentary tremor at this moment.

Risut said indifferently: "It's just to make a decision." He looked at Giorno without any hesitation.

Qiao Lunuomo, the coldness in his eyes subsided, and after a faint glance at the man in front of him, he said calmly: "No more next time."

"Let Proxiet take over your work from now on, you can honestly reflect on me for a week." After finishing speaking, he left the assassination team's stronghold.

Proxiet frowned, "Since I have already done this, I can no longer ask you why you did this." He patted Risut on the shoulder, "Reflect on yourself."

After he turned and left, the tall man in black leaned against the wall. He recalled the details of getting along with the silver-haired boy before, and couldn't help saying: "Although I don't know how he did it, from now on, I will You can forget about everything that happened before."

"Cut off all karma."

Of course, he was the only one who said these words to himself, but if those guys who were knocked out by him were still awake, maybe they could still hear his inner confession at this time.

But these are not important anymore.

On the other side, Xuebu was roughly dragged away from the assassination team by Apache with a stinky face. He tried hard to follow the opponent's footsteps, which was rather exasperated, until the place where he twisted before started to hurt again.

He raised his head and protested softly: "My ankle is twisted."

"It's your own fault, who made you wear this kind of shoes." Apaki sneered, but stopped in his tracks. He hugged the boy in the skirt involuntarily. : "Risut also put on perfume for you?"

The explanation would probably be endless, Xuebu didn't plan to talk to him anymore, turned his head to the side, and stopped talking to him.

Apaki's hands tightened slightly, and it was obvious from his expression that he could see the impatience, but he kept muttering, "How can you be such a stupid guy, what do others tell you to do?" Just go and do something, can you have a snack, the little gangsters of the Mafia are also listening so enthusiastically."

"Just wait and see, you will die on the side of the road one day with this mentality." Apache said, "I will not collect your body!"

Just when Xuebu thought that the other party had finished counting, the tall and tall man showed fear, he shook his arm, and immediately frowned.

"Why is it so light? What do you usually eat? You speak like a mosquito! It's too weak!"

Snow step: ...

Ok.

Apaki was still chattering, and he never thought that one day he would scold an unfamiliar guy like an old woman, but when he looked at the silver-haired boy, he would always have something in his heart. Question, are you really unfamiliar?

If he was just an ordinary teammate to him, then why did he panic so much when he learned from Trish that the boy followed Risut to the assassination team's stronghold?Why would he be so annoyed when he saw the boy appearing in front of other men with that pretty look?

He didn't think of a reason, but felt a chill in his chest, and he subconsciously tightened his body and looked down.

The silver-haired boy buried his head in the man's arms, breathing lightly and slightly moistly on his chest, and seemed to be asleep, but the slightly trembling eyelashes of the other party were like brushes on his exposed skin. rubbed over.

What is it like, soft and sour emotion.

Apache couldn't express it, his footsteps had stopped unconsciously.

The two of them were only a few steps away from the car he and Giorno drove, and the frequency of the beating in his chest began to be uncontrollable. It was obvious that he could be brought to the car with just a few more steps, and completely get rid of this weakness Emotions.

But in the end, he still couldn't suppress his heart.

"...Don't pretend to be asleep, kid."

The man's hoarse voice exploded very close to his ears, and the numbness went directly from his ears to his back, and Xue Bu trembled almost subconsciously.

He raised his hand and rubbed his ears, thinking that he would be scolded again, so he obediently confessed his mistake before the man opened his mouth: "Mr. Apache, I know I was wrong."

"Hmph." But what Xuebu waited for was not the other party's scolding, but a soft snort of laughter, and he looked up at him in disbelief.

The man's stiff side face was covered with a layer of light, and the lips that had always uttered vicious words now outlined a soft arc. He didn't hide his smile at all, and he laughed as he walked: "How dare you pretend to be asleep? What a shame!" brat."

like.

Xuebu thought, Apaki talking to him in such a gentle voice reminded him of Oda Sakunosuke who was far away in Yokohama, their voices were so similar.

With calm eyes, he was put down safely and got into the back seat of the car.

"Thank you, Mr. Apache." After sitting down, Xuebu smiled and nodded to him to express his gratitude.

The gray-purple-haired man turned around and got into the driver's seat, and replied sullenly: "There won't be another time."

Soon after, Giorno also came back, and the radio in the car was turned on by Apache, which was playing lyrical rock by a rock band.

After Giorno sat down and heard it, he looked curiously at the man sitting in the driver's seat, "Apaki, when did you listen to this type of song?"

Before Apache could speak, the silver-haired boy sitting next to him looked sideways at him and said, "I want to listen, Mr. Giorno."

Qiaolu Noruo paused, his expression stiffened for a moment, he quickly put away the momentary gaffe, smiled and looked at Xuebu, and said softly: "That's right, Apache is not a guy who can chat. "

Totally agree with this.

Faced with Giorno's ridicule, Apache was speechless in displeasure. He focused on the front, but occasionally his eyes came to Xuebu from the rearview mirror, "Gioruno, this kid's ankle is twisted, you use "Golden Experience" to heal him. "

In private, all members of the original Bugarati team still regard Giorno as the youngest member of the team, not the leader of the mafia.

Giorno has never corrected them. Perhaps in the eyes of those people, this 16-year-old boy still needs some time that belongs to "Giorno" instead of "Boss of Passione".

"Xuebu, can you show me the injured area?" Giorno said.

Xuebu nodded, took off the pair of high heels that he wanted to take off a long time ago, and stretched the twisted one in front of the blond boy.

Giorno's hand was attached to the ankle that Xuebu extended towards him. After feeling the soft touch, his Adam's apple rolled, and his emerald eyes flashed, "Does it hurt?"

"good."

Although Proxieter fixed the bone for him, it only prevented the risk of fracture, and the sprained muscle was still aching, especially when Giorno's hand touched the swollen ankle, Xuebu couldn't help but move backwards. Shrunk a bit.

Giorno couldn't help but chuckled when he saw the boy's cute little movements, "If it hurts, there's nothing I can do, I'll try to be as gentle as possible."

The "Golden Experience" was attached to Giorno's hand, exuding a gentle and warm sun-like radiance, Xuebu didn't feel any pain, the warm touch gradually eliminated the burning pain on his feet until The opponent put away the substitute.

"That's fine."

Xuebu tried to move around a bit, and it was already healed. She couldn't help but said in surprise: "Mr. Giorno's double is really good. It would be great if I had such a double."

"Actually, it was your job to be in charge of treatment before." Giorno couldn't help laughing, ""Miracle" is also very powerful. "

"'Miracle', that's my substitute..." Xuebu remembered his own substitute in memory, but for some reason, he couldn't summon his substitute now.

Xuebu shook his head, trying to pull himself out of the loss of the ability to stand in, but then remembered the information he heard in the assassination team before, and asked: "Mr. Giorno is also investigating the ring in the sky. ?"

Giorno did not hide from him, nodded and said: "Yes, because of this incident, the hackers of "Passione" have been working overtime, but of course the purpose is not to deal with the pranks of the so-called high-level people. "

Apaki rarely echoed: "If it wasn't for the business license, let this thing hang on forever!"

Sure enough, the goal of "Passione" is also a license to open with abilities, but it's not surprising, after all, doubles are also a kind of ability. Looking at Meloni's appearance before, it is estimated that "Passione" has achieved little progress now.

After thinking for a while, the silver-haired boy confessed without hesitation: "Actually, I'm also investigating the sky circle for the port of Mafia, so Mr. Giorno, I won't give you the license to open the business. "

Giorno and Apache had a meal at the same time, and the former answered him with great interest: "Okay, Xuebu, then from now on, let's each rely on our own abilities."

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Surface: each according to his ability

In fact: I couldn’t get it at first, so I just gave it to my wife