I am bound to the comic forum and changed the original work [comprehensive]

Sawada Tsunayoshi, male, 17 years old, professional high school student, part-time mafia boss.

Now he and his little friends are abducted by tutors to Italy for special summer training.

Regarding reborn's assault style, Sawada Tsunayoshi has become accustomed to it from the panic at the beginning, and it is better to say that he accepts his fate.

But this time was different from usual, Reborn brought them to the Tibetan Fort where Pengo Lie's history was recorded.

"Is this the legendary Pengelie family's hiding place?!"

The flash of Kirakira's eyes is no less than curiosity about alien creatures.

"It's so big, haha."

Yamamoto followed behind, Sasakawa threw a flat hammer and agreed, "It's like a castle!"

"Castle! Castle! Gang! Master Nanba wants to live in the castle!"

"Give me peace, you stupid cow!"

"Ah, Nanbo, don't run around!"

"It's really energetic." Peng Gelie Jiudaimu laughed.

Reborn lowered the brim of his hat silently.

All members of the ten-generation Pengelie family were present, and even Skylark, who hated crowds, was not absent. It seemed that Reborn had promised him something, and this was also Reborn's daily method of dealing with this big boss.

This historic building houses important items since the establishment of Vengley, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it carries the history of the family.

Sawada Tsunayoshi and his team followed reborn to visit, witnessed the establishment process of the Pengelie family from scratch, and gained a deeper understanding of the previous leaders.

In the deepest room of the building, there are two precious paintings in the center of the room.

Among them, Tsunayoshi Sawada and the others are already familiar with it, and it is a family portrait of the first generation family.

In the other painting, apart from the first generation family, there are several unfamiliar characters.

"Wow! What is this!"

I don't know who sighed, and everyone gasped when they saw the second painting.

This painting is different from any painting style that Tsunayoshi Sawada and the others have seen before.

On the lawn, there was a huge black dragon lying down and resting. A black-haired boy who looked about the same age as Sawada Tsunayoshi was hanging shoulder to shoulder with Giotto. The smile from the heart was contagious just by looking at it.

Giotto's brows and eyes were gentle and conniving. He took off his black suit and held a wet wipe in his hand.

G and a red-haired young man behind him were squatting with their sleeves rolled up, washing things in a bucket, and looked at them helplessly.

Spedo and Arnold stood on both sides of the corner of the portrait, with nothing to do with themselves, one expressionless, the other smiling eerily.

Chaoli Yuyue put her hands in her sleeves and wiped the black dragon's body with Naker.

Lan Bao was arguing with a blond girl standing on the back of the black dragon holding a mop, and the two children stared and almost got started.

Next to the two of them stood a shirtless young man holding a mop and laughing, with a strange bird nestled in a cowboy hat on his head.

This is a painting that records the family and daily life of the first generation.

Regardless of the other people in the painting, the black dragon alone scared Sawada Tsunayoshi and his friends.

The freshness and excitement of seeing the dragon afterwards is simply indescribable.

Take Prison Temple as an example, if he hadn't worried that it was a priceless collection of Peng Gelie, he would have been lying on the painting.

"It's really a dragon! Are there really dragons in this world!"

"Haha, Bai Lan's box weapon is the White Dragon."

"Shut up you baseball idiot! You said it was a weapon too!"

"Amazing……"

"There are dragons in the world."

"Really, Mr. Reborn!"

Prison Temple excitedly looked at the big black dragon in the painting.

Reborn pursed his lips, and his voice was soft: "But the dragon in the painting is actually a dragon-shaped boat."

"Crack."

There seemed to be the sound of something breaking.

"Hahaha, don't be sad, prison temple." Yamamoto comforted.

"How could there be a dragon!" Sasakawa Ryohei took it for granted.

"It's fake...everything is fake." Prison Temple squatted on the ground gloomyly.

"It's true." Reborn's black eyes blinked, "There is indeed a real dragon in the painting, but you can't see it."

"Eh?!!" X6

"This is a portrait of the first generation of the family and the Dragon Hunting Group. The young man next to Pengoile I is the captain, and the source is empty."

"Gen, Gen sent Sora!" Sawada Tsunayoshi was surprised and then felt a little fussed.

This person was mentioned in the first generation during the Guardian Trial.

It turns out that this is the first generation of friends.

so handsome...

"Wait! Dragon hunting group?!"

Prison Temple, who was born in a mafia family, knows much more than Yamamoto and the others who broke in halfway.

The Dragon Hunt is a well-known existence in the mafia circle.

After Yuji explained to the ignorant Yamamoto and others, they were all amazed.

Even Skylark was very interested, and the interest to bite and kill was overflowing.

"This building was jointly built by the Dragon Hunting Group and the first generation family for hundreds of years."

A word of reborn made Sawada Tsunayoshi and others feel that what they are stepping on is gold.

"Then it's decided."

Sawada Tsunayoshi suddenly had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, I just heard Reborn continue: "For this summer special training, you are responsible for summoning all members of the Dragon Hunting Group to help with training."

Quiet as a chicken...

"what?!!!"

"Mr. Reborn! It will cost a lot to send out the Dragon Hunting Group! Not to mention the entire group! Who knows how many members the Dragon Hunting Group has now!" Prison Temple raised something unreasonable.

Reborn answered calmly: "Don't worry, the training expenses of Peng Gelie's next leader's family will be borne by Peng Gelie."

Sawada Tsunayoshi also panicked: "That's not the point! We might invite the Dragon Hunting Team to help with training! That's a team that was established during the first generation!"

Reborn waited for him to finish his madness, then smiled lightly: "This is one of your trainings, don't go back to class if you can't do it."

All members of the Tsunayoshi Sawada family: "..."

Although every reborn training can be said to be messy.

In the past, it was still imposed on themselves, and they could barely bear it with their own efforts.

But this time it's really not that they can fulfill the requirements of reborn with hard work.

Sawada Tsunayoshi and his friends were worried for a long time, and they were taken to the warehouse by Peng Gelie's people, and they doubted their lives when they saw small black dragon boats inside.

To prepare so many ships, does this mean that they will not give up unless they invite the Dragon Hunting Group...

However, in the middle of the night, they still came to the river.

Work together to lower the boat, Yamamoto puts the candles, Kurom keeps the wind out, and Gudera lights the candles.

Sawada Tsunakichi anxiously put the bank card and written power of attorney that Reborn gave him next to the candle.

Several people pushed the boat together and watched the boat move slowly along the current, wading very slowly.

"It's so interesting, it feels a bit like a campus legend hahaha."

Sawada Tsunayoshi felt that Yamamoto might not have taken it seriously, and treated tonight as a group game.

In fact, he also felt that it was a bit unreal, to issue a commission in this way...

"BOSS! The ship...will disappear..."

Following Coulom's voice, everyone took a closer look.

As she said, the ship that had drifted for some distance was fading.

It's like merging with the air until it disappears completely.

The cool wind whizzes.

Several people looked at each other in blank dismay. If they didn't know about the Dragon Hunting Group, they would always feel that they had run into a ghost.

"Go, go back, everyone, let's see again tomorrow morning."

"That's... that's right, um, let's go back."

"Let's go, let's go."

Sawada Tsunayoshi and the others left in a daze with flushed faces.

The next morning, the group of people came to the river again, but they didn't see the boat they put down, and suddenly felt unreal.

"The boat didn't come back..."

"That is to say, our task has been taken over?"

"So, what about people?"

The last question left them speechless.

There is no one else by the river except for early morning joggers.

Searched around and found nothing.

Tsunayoshi Sawada, who was so cold, didn't dare to go back. Sure enough, this legend is false.

Are they really going to let them light up a bunch of black dragon ships in the warehouse?

But no matter how reluctant they were, they went back to Pengo Li's headquarters.

As soon as the door opened, seeing Reborn sitting and drinking coffee as if nothing had happened, the little hearts of Sawada Tsunayoshi and others trembled suddenly.

"I'm back." The little baby in the black suit greeted calmly.

Sawada Tsunayoshi was a little timid: "That...that, reborn, we..."

"You did a good job, idiot."

Reborn interrupted his words, which also made Sawada Tsunayoshi and others confused.

Is this sarcasm for them?

Reborn put down the coffee with a "click".

He raised his head and looked at the people with stupid faces and laughed, "You actually invited people over just once."

……what?

"It's in Pengelie's storage room that he took you to yesterday. Hurry up and go there."

Tsunayoshi Sawada thought he might be dreaming.

He was still in a daze until he followed Reborn to Fort Pengelezan.

They stood outside the room where the two paintings were stored. Under Reborn's gaze, Tsunayoshi Sawada raised his hand and knocked on the door.

I just heard Jiudaimu inside say, "Please come in."

Several people took a deep breath and pushed open the door. In addition to Kudaime, there were a few strange backs looking up at the painting in the room.

First, the shortest blond girl turned her head and saw their eyes lit up: "Ah! They really look like Giotto and the others!"

The bird she was holding raised its wings and waved them in greeting.

Hearing this, the man with one hand on his hip and the big tattoo of a white curvy beard on his back looked back and smiled as he pressed his orange cowboy hat, "How are you!"

The young red-haired gentleman in deacon uniform bowed politely: "It's our first meeting."

The last person who had been looking at the portrait withdrew his gaze, turned his head slightly, and glanced at the people at the door from the corner of his eye.

The corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and his coquettish red eyes were slightly curved. He turned around, his eyes gliding around them with unknown meaning, and fixed on the nervous brown-haired boy.

"Hello, everyone of the tenth generation of Pengelie, I am the head of the Dragon Hunting Group, Yuan Qikong."

The few people who were greeted were speechless. They looked at the portraits behind the members of the Dragon Hunting Group, then at the Long Hunting Group, and then at the portraits. They repeated several times before confirming a fact.

Why are the current members of the Dragon Hunting Group still the same as those hundreds of years ago? !

Isn't it time to change a few generations like Pengo Lie? !

There is no change from the portrait at all!