sweet heroine

After Giorno woke up, he immediately felt that the atmosphere was very delicate. The 15-year-old blond boy who had just joined the Bugarati team blinked his beautiful emerald eyes, and then touched his injured body. He recovered from the threat of death.

Seeing the team member Naranja in front of him, he immediately approached with concern, "Hey, Giorno, are you okay?"

It seems that the other party feels particularly guilty for causing Giorno to be injured because of himself. After all, if he was not attacked by the enemy's double, Giorno would not be bitten by a fish and dragged to the waterway of Venice superior.

"Naranja, I'm fine here." Giorno comforted the other party, and immediately looked around with concern, "Is it the enemy?"

"The enemy has been defeated by us, but..." Naranca turned his head sideways, with an unspeakably strange expression on his face. Giorno followed the opponent's line of sight and looked into the distance, only to see a familiar figure walking from the side. Walking off the boat in Venice, the petite woman's face was almost transparent under the sunlight. Her clear almond eyes combined with delicate facial features made her look as cute as a doll.

The woman who stretched out her hand from the boat and was helped to get off the boat showed a shy smile when she noticed her gaze.

The other party's temperament has not changed at all compared to a year ago, and the woman who smiles is extraordinarily carefree and sweet. She took a step back vigilantly like a little rabbit, as if frightened by her own eyes. She hid in the arms of the man next to her again, only revealing a pair of obsidian-like eyes, just looking at her twinkling like this.

Is... where is the boss?

It was that cute and rich silly fat sheep. Jolu Norn paused for a moment, only to hear Bugarati beside him ask nervously, "What's the matter? Do you know him?"

"Huh?" Giorno nodded. Unexpectedly, the companions around him seemed more nervous, and even those who were anxious had silently taken out their substitutes.

Mista took out his gun and said vigilantly, "So, is this guy the boss? Is this guy Trish's father!?" The top-notch scumbag asked his team to escort his daughter to Venice, and the result was enthusiastic. The boss turned his face and ruthlessly planned to kill his own daughter. Now they turned their backs collectively for Trish, but they didn't expect the other party to chase and kill him personally.

"This damned man, no wonder everyone can't find him. It turns out that this guy has changed his gender." Mista felt angry when he thought of this, "No wonder he wants to kill Trixie, and there is a new little boy next to him Damn it..." He pointed to an Asian man with curly black hair not far away, "Does this guy want to be Trish's stepfather?"

"No, Mista, calm down." Seeing that his teammates drew their guns, Bugarati hurriedly stopped the opponent, and he still needed to confirm with Giorno.

"Hey, Giorno, is this woman really our former boss?"

Giorno had question marks on his face when he heard this, and the handsome young blond boy asked in confusion, "Your boss, no, she's just my boss."

"what?"

Everyone's expressions froze in an instant, and at the same time Trixie who was inside the tortoise also appeared in front of everyone, and after looking at each other enthusiastically, Trixie, the biological daughter of the boss, hurriedly explained, "No, I I can feel that she is not my father." Because I can be connected with my biological father by blood and feel the existence of the other party, that's why I was chased and killed by my biological father's enthusiastic boss.

The woman in front of her was obviously not her father, the cold-blooded and passionate boss.

Bugarati asked with a puzzled look, "What do you mean by saying she is your boss?"

"It's like this." The blond boy Giorno explained to everyone, "When I was in Florence, I didn't know Bucciarati at that time."

He paused, looked at Duanmuyou, who was like a little rabbit not far away, and continued to introduce, "Her name is Duanmuyou, and she is Japanese. Because I am originally Japanese, and I happen to be able to speak Japanese, so she was alone at the time." When I was traveling in Italy, I spent a week with her as her companion. Because she gave me a lot of money at that time, I called her the boss."

Giorno recalled his appearance at that time, and couldn't help softening the expression on his face, showing a slight smile, "He is a very cute and kind boss."

"Any questions?"

Everyone's expression was indescribable in an instant, knowing that the other party is not the boss, then this little girl is only fourteen or fifteen years old, Mista scratched her head with emotion, "So young, will the family agree to her coming to Italy alone?"

"Young?" Giorno blinked, and he immediately explained, "When I met her, she was about 26 years old at that time, and now she is about 27 years old, she is an adult."

Everyone gasped, and looked at the petite and lovely Duanmuyou who was not far away. After noticing their gaze, the other party tilted his head in doubt, his palm-sized face was covered with question marks.

When everyone met his gaze, they involuntarily slowed down their breathing. This was a woman who looked weaker than Trixie. She was like fragile oriental porcelain, and she was afraid of even touching her. hurt her.

Mista couldn't help rubbing her head again, "Hey...is it so big?"

"Well, but this is not your problem alone. Because the boss was suspected of identity, I was taken from the hotel to the police station with the boss at night."

Everyone was silent for a moment, even Bugarati, a really enthusiastic mafia cadre and the honest and honest director of the sub-district office, was also silent.

"Giorno, I didn't expect you to have such a hard life before." Mista was immediately awed.

Didn't you think that you were going to sell your body as a fool in the past? Did you expect such a miserable life?

"Huh? It's okay." The blond young man showed a gentle smile, "The boss is very kind to me, and he is willing to give money. No matter what I want, I just need to tell her."

He is a super cute, sweet and kind little sheep.

Apache, the only former police officer, had a more complicated expression, "Really? Are you going to do such a thing at a young age?"

Italy has fallen.

No, to be honest, Giorno's body and appearance are top-notch, so it's understandable to do that kind of thing, but I didn't expect that little girl who looked weak and weak, turned out to be so playful.The most important thing is, why does he feel that Giorno still has a little more to say, and he really wants to have a few more meetings with him.

But speaking of it, Apache's facial features couldn't help but drift, and the other party looked soft and fragrant, and his skin was more delicate than white porcelain. It would definitely feel good to hold him in his arms, and the oriental figure is even more petite, ah... …

No, if you think about it again, you will commit a crime. Damn it, Giorno is lucky.

Rich and good-looking, that's the thing about being caught in the police station.

"Do you have any questions?" Giorno was a little surprised to find that everyone's expressions became very strange, and even Bugarati looked at him meaningfully, "Giorno, you have worked hard."

"No, it's fine."

Giorno and the team members emphasized, "The boss still gave me a lot of money, ah, about [-] million."

Everyone's expressions distorted in an instant, almost out of shape with jealousy.

Not only had that kind of relationship with such a beautiful oriental doll, but was also given [-] million lire?Damn, why didn't they meet such a rich woman, miss, look at us!

Thinking about the luck of the man next to her in this way, the expressions of everyone looking at the black-haired young man gradually became more subtle, Apache still patted Giorno on the shoulder, "In any case, you are still working hard Hey." Hey, I didn't expect the young and light Giorno to miss the road, but it doesn't matter, there is such a lovely rich lady, how can it be called the wrong road? If this is the wrong road, he also hopes to give He has a chance, thanks.

Bucciarati has been silent since just now, and his eyes fell on the young men and women more and more deeply. Giorno keenly noticed the other party's emotions, so he asked with concern, "What's the matter, Bucciarati."

"No." The young man in a white suit shook his head, "Actually, I've seen them before."

Bugarati took a deep breath and said, "The last time they defeated Proxiet and the others on the train, they easily defeated the boss' assassination team."

Nalanja asked in surprise, "Hey? Is this guy a stand-in messenger?"

"I don't know, I haven't seen their stand-in messenger, and..." Buccarati's eyes sank, "What's even more amazing is that it's not so much the stand-in messenger, it's better to say that all the stand-ins met that man In time, it will all disappear.”

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and the atmosphere became extremely solemn for a while.

"What do you mean?" Giorno analyzed, "Can this man invalidate all substitutes?"

Buccarati's eyes were full of fear, "Well, if I'm not mistaken, if it's true, this is probably the most terrifying ability."

Giorno was stunned for a moment, "I didn't expect such a thing to happen."

"If that's the case, they've already been targeted by the boss because of us." Bugarati took a deep breath, "I suggest telling them about the next thing."

Even if the honest and honest Bugarati knew that the other party was extraordinary, he was very worried that it would affect the other party.

"There is one more thing that I am also very concerned about." Bugarati emphasized, "No matter where we are, these two people are always behind us. Are they enemies or friends?"

He took a deep breath and turned his head to look at Giorno, "We can only rely on Giorno to test it out."

"Ah." Qiao Luno nodded after learning about this task, and his gaze fell on Duanmuyou who was not far away. The little boss still looked soft, even when he saw it, his gaze fell They're a little bit softer.

Under everyone's envious and weird gazes, he brought Bugarati to the young men and women, and said, "Long time no see, boss."

Duanmuyou looked at him with a question mark on his face, his silly look made him laugh immediately, thinking of how the other party was crying even swimming, he couldn't help but smiled and stretched out his hand to add, "It's me, I'm Giorno."

The other party was stunned.

"What? You are Giorno, who are you lying to!?"

The little rabbit suddenly became furious, "You are so strange in what you are wearing! There is a big heart on your chest, and there are three circles on your head. I don't know you as a pervert!"