[Comprehensive] Tucao is the king of gold

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Tsunayoshi's pupils shrank when he saw the post.

He pursed his lips, and clicked on the hot post floating in the sky.

The young king, with a sullen face, glanced at ten lines to read the post. The post roughly introduced the so-called system of the king, focusing on the fact that today's Japan is almost in the hands of the kings—especially the king of gold. It runs under the control, but about the essence of the king, the generation and essence of the superhuman, and other issues that touch the core so that the relevant people will pay attention to them, but they didn't mention them, they just jumped back and forth where they touched the edge.

Well, this kind of character on the verge of death...

Gang Ji silently shifted his gaze to Bai Lan who was eating cotton candy next to him.

The well-behaved boy who was just eating cotton candy blinked and tentatively held out the cotton candy in his hand.

"Xiao Gangji wants one too?" He blinked, "It's delicious~"

Gangji looked back indifferently.

This Bailan has been scrapped.he thought indifferently.

Even so, the boys were discovered by the mistress of the house before they were pushed out of the Sawada house by the suddenly childish boy, and then Bai Lan, who was young but did not waste his Italian masculinity, stepped forward, and after a few words Mother Nana, holding her face in her hands, invited her son's friends to have dinner together.

Tsuna Yoshi: ...

With a sullen face, Tsuna pulled the chair away seriously, and stuffed himself in like a balloon.

"Ah? What's the matter?" Seeing her son, no matter how old he was, puffing up his gills like a balloon, Nana Sawada put down the food in his hand with a smile, and asked with a bit of evil intentions.

Gangji puffed out her cheeks, and then shrank under her mother's gentle gaze.

"Nothing," he said dawdly, "what did mom do tonight?"

Although the technique of changing the subject is clumsy but useful, Nana Sawada rolled her eyes, obviously enjoying today's Sengoku.

"It's porridge." She said with a smile, "When Arya-san came here last time, she said she wanted to drink porridge, so I studied it specially. Today I made vegetable porridge."

It's Arya-san... Tsuna blinked slowly, feeling that although the windy Arya has gone, the influence left behind is still not far away.He felt a little annoyed for a moment, and he didn't want to show this childish attitude in front of his mother, so he turned his head slightly to look at the steaming casserole not far away, sniffed his nose and smelled the strong smell of seafood in the air.

The Sawada family is a relatively traditional family, so in the past, the porridge was mainly white porridge that was eaten by those who were sick at home. The species called vegetable porridge that is actually vegetable and shrimp porridge made by Nana today is still rare. on the table.

Gang Ji raised his eyelids and glanced at the smiling Bai Lan opposite, feeling like he had lost a hundred million invisibly.

Before the dinner started, Bai Lan could occasionally tease Gang Ji, jumping back and forth stepping on the edge of the patience of the young kings, which reminded Gang Ji with veins all over his face of jumping on the edge of the patience of the kings just now. post.

The young king silently stroked his chin and stared at Bai Lan who was sucking and drinking the porridge, his eyes looked like a ruthless businessman who was looking at how much this pig could sell for.

Holding the bowl as if captured by Nana's mother's porridge, Bailan shuddered. When she looked up, she saw Sawada Tsunayoshi looking at her with a look of fat.

The young man who has always been strategizing subconsciously held the bowl and shrunk his neck, thinking that Tsunayoshi Sawada would not lose his mind because he snatched his mother's attention, but he still smiled as usual and even looked a little disgusted smile.

At this time, Gang Ji reversed his angry look and showed a smile somewhat similar to Bai Lan.

Bai Lan laughed even if she didn't lose, but she silently took a step away from Tsunayoshi Sawada, who suddenly became strange, holding her porridge.

"What are you hiding from?" Tsunayoshi Sawada said lightly, smiling kindly without knowing it.

Bai Lan glanced at the boy who was very similar to the Tsunayoshi Sawada ten years later in her memory ten years later, thinking that Tsunayoshi Sawada was indeed Tsunayoshi Sawada, and put down the bowl calmly—Nana Sawada was still on the table , even if this guy wants to do something, he has to wait until after the meal.

The young man who relaxed his brows and eyes turned around a few times, and his face always had a pleasing smile that his mother and sister loved.

Sawada Nana over there naturally also noticed the interaction between the two teenagers. I don't know that the woman inside held her face and cheered for Bai Lan-this guy had already finished one bowl and looked at her eagerly and asked for the second bowl-- And eyes full of joy.

"Oh, as long as Mr. Bai Lan likes it," the woman said when she was scooping up the second bowl of porridge for the young man, "Every time our family Mr. Gang eats only a little... Occasionally, as a mother, I feel a little frustrated."

She sighed, and Bai Lan raised her eyes if she felt something. On the other side, the young leader who was still aggressive just now shrank his neck, like some kind of creature that was grabbed by the back of the neck.

He raised his eyebrows and agreed, "This is really...Nai Nai-san's craftsmanship is naturally excellent, and Tsunaji-chan is in the growth period, does he eat very little in every meal?"

Sawada Nana cupped her face worriedly, "Yeah... Sure enough, it's because she was sick when she was a child?"

The latter sentence she was just muttering to herself, but it aroused Bai Lan's interest.

The white-haired boy took the porridge bowl from the woman's hand and raised his eyebrows.

"Sick?" He showed a puzzled look, "Is Xiao Gangji?"

Seeing her son's friends caring so much for him, the worry on Nana Sawada's brows suddenly dissipated a lot.

"That's right, don't look at our family, Mr. Gang, who is so healthy now, he was a child who was always sick when he was a child." She said so, with an expression on her face that seemed to recall the little soft son in her memory.

Bai Lan also frowned, "Nai Naisan must have worked hard before, right?"

"Not at all," Nana said, "Later, Mr. Guo Changlu took Gang-kun to Tokyo for treatment, and after that, Gang-kun's health improved little by little."

"I see." Bai Lan smiled, and calmly withdrew her hand under the warning gaze from behind.

After dinner, Gang Ji quickly kicked Bai Lan out of his house. There was a dishwasher in the kitchen. He thought for a while, then stuck out his head and asked his mother if he wanted to go out for a walk after dinner together.

Naturally, he got the consent, walked around half of Bingsheng before returning home, guessing that it was almost time, he took out his mobile phone, and entered a series of unfamiliar numbers.

"Moshi Moshi, is Mr. Dazai there?" The young king sat by the window, his brows and eyes still illuminated by the sly moonlight, and he seemed like a fairy in the sky for a while.

Mizutsu Takashi, who was guarding at the side, suddenly had such a thought in his heart, and suddenly lowered his head after realizing it.

Gang Ji looked at his hiding place suspiciously, but he didn't pay much attention because he was talking with Hei Ni opposite him.

The black mud on the opposite side is still as slippery as ever, but Tsunayoshi has also heard that the other party has started to turn into Stoka and follow behind Oda Sakunosuke recently, so now it’s more like a slippery cuttlefish than black mud lightweight.

He had a few rounds of scene talk with the squid, and then at the right moment, he led the conversation into the territory he wanted.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Dazai is aware of the recent exposure of the royal system in various forums, right?"

On the other end of the phone, Osamu Dazai was spinning his pen. He raised his eyebrows and gestured for Hirotsu, who came to report, to step back. He lay on his seat and turned around, looking down at the entire Yokohama.

"It seems that you know it too." He did not hide the fact that he already knew it, and even had a faint gesture of watching the show.

Gangji murmured, "Then it will be much more convenient to communicate."

He said this without concealing his intentions, "If Mr. Dazai was the one who organized it, what would he do?"

The hand turning the pen over there paused, and then the laughter of the leader of the Hong Kong gangster came from the phone.

"That's why you came to me on purpose." Osamu Dazai felt that he was about to burst into tears from laughter. He reached out and wiped away the tears that didn't exist. At this moment, he looked forward to the mood of the boy opposite him, "What do you think? Woolen cloth?"

He asked softly, like a snake that lures people into hell.

Gangji turned his head.

"Obviously, the other party is coming for the king," he said.

"The current king besides me, the first king, the silver king hovering in the dome all the year round, the third king, the red king just became king, the fourth king is vacant, the green king has little to do with this world, the gray king Not to mention the king of color and the king of colorless," Gang Ji paused, "so if we want to infer this, the person who is targeted is probably me."

On the other end of the phone came the chuckle of the leader of the gangsters in Hong Kong.

"That's right," Osamu Dazai said, "Your Excellency is the King of Gold who controls the lifeblood of Japan's economy, and you are still young, so it is indeed easy to be targeted."

——These are all nonsense. These problems have surfaced as early as when Tsunaji was in power, and the king who was not even ten years old at the time showed a way that was inconsistent with his age and kingship. Shengsheng suppressed all doubts.

And what Sawada Tsunayoshi did at the beginning shouldn't have come out after he grew up.

On the other end of the phone, Dazai Osamu waited quietly, waiting for Sawada Tsunayoshi to think about it before slowly opening his mouth.

"As far as I know, your Excellency did not fully inherit the legacy of His Excellency Guochanglu, did you?" He nodded lightly, and tasted it wisely, "Things that had to be swallowed whole because of the situation, if they are exposed because of time, The bones in it...Your Excellency, the gain outweighs the loss."

Gang Ji knocked on the table and lowered his eyes, "I see."

He said.

"But you haven't answered my question yet."

The young king bent his eyes and asked with the expression of a smart person who should do smart things, "If Mr. Dazai is the other party, what will you do next?"

**

When Nakahara Chuya entered the leader's office, what he saw was the leader with his back turned to him.

He frowned, and his body moved before his thoughts.

"What, Chuya is here~"

The leader who said so turned around with a smile on his face.

Zhongyuan Zhong also twitched the corner of his mouth subconsciously, even if he was facing his titular leader, he still looked unhappy.

"You asked to check the news," he pushed the document in his hand to Osamu Dazai, with a complicated expression on his face, "Have you already decided?"

Osamu Dazai took the black folder without looking at it, and threw it on the table with a bang, but looked at Chuya Nakahara with a smile on his face.

"What? Chuya is scared?" Although Osamu Dazai has never been willing to admit it, his smile now is exactly the same as that of the former leader of the port mafia.

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at such a leader, and suddenly became angry for some reason.

He clicked, "How is it possible?"

The port mafia's prestigious gravity manipulation made Mr. slightly lift his chin, showing a haughty attitude.

"The man I'm afraid of hasn't been born yet."

Dazai immediately burst out laughing.

Seeing that the dark little man was about to be puckered up again by himself, he held his cheek with one hand with a smile on his face.

"I can't help it," said Mr. Gang Hei, the leader of Hong Kong Hei, seemingly helplessly, "Because I made Gang Ji-kun angry before, if you don't hurry up to please him at this time, maybe one day a sword will fall on you. Hong Kong and Black Headquarters."

Zhong Yuanzhong also twitched the corner of his mouth and took a step back.

"I see." He said so, "Then next..."

"Don't worry," Osamu Dazai rolled his eyes and waved his hands, as if trying to comfort a child who didn't know what to do. "No matter how much you want to claim credit, you can't do it before Tsunayoshi-kun."

He tilted his head, showing an inorganic smile, "Besides, the standard of action should be according to Tsunaji-kun's will."

"It's just that what I don't know is whether Tsunaji-kun wants to continue to maintain...or just smash it?"

**

"Of course it was broken."

"If the existing order is not broken, how will our Guochanglu clan regain their former glory?"

Under the dim lights, a woman was kneeling in the tea room.

In front of her is a curtain, which blocks the shadowy figure inside under the lights.

She slowly bent down, revealing her soft body in front of the manipulator behind the curtain.

"Continuing the previous research, we have completed the follow-up of the Fire Seed Project." She said this, with the rhythm and rhythm unique to the ancient clan in her tone, which sounded like a graceful song.

"Although I also hope that the people from the Guochanglu clan will be the implementers of the plan, but it seems to be unsatisfactory," she handed over a document, which was handed over by the person waiting by the side to behind the curtain, "But for this situation, the concubine I had expected it, so I found this child."

"If it is this child, he will definitely be able to be in tune with the Dresden Slate. When the plot of the King of Gold is exposed, he will be launched as the new King of Order, and he will become a new spokesperson for power in front of the whole world."

She raised her eyes, the ambition in her eyes was clearly revealed.

"The above is where my sincerity lies."

The author has something to say: Although everyone may have forgotten, I still want to say that the last person who appeared was not a new character (.)

Gangji (slowly baring out a vicious rabbit smile.jpg)

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If Anna really becomes King Qing, it would be too o(cool)o(on)c(day) to beat brother Zun every day

23333 Damn it, I'm so excited (Are you really a fan?)

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Gangji is really miserable, the troubles around him probably caused his kidneys to fail.

emmm i suspect you're driving but i have no proof (just stare

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The bald Rabbit King is not easy to pluck, but he can do it~ (Think about that little bald head with kiki shining, don’t you want to touch it?) (smile)

? ? ? ?Slowly cast countless question marks

ps In this way, I actually... (strike out)

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