[Comprehensive] Villain BOSS professional account

Tsuna frowned, "Don't you have a sense of taste?"

"That's pretty much it," Shrugged indulgently.

Gang was silent.

Glancing at him indulgently, he sneered and said, "Don't think about it, human experiments in the research laboratory or something, you really think they have the ability to do something to me, I am born with it."

Tsunade's tense shoulders relaxed a little.

"Okay, let's go to bed early," he threw away the fork and knife, wiped his mouth with a napkin, turned around and sat on the sofa.

"Are you going to sleep again tonight?" Tsuna asked.

"I don't need to sleep." He flipped through the book lazily, not knowing whether he had read it or not.

"It's also natural," Tsuna whispered.

Indulgingly raised his eyes to look at him for a while, put away the book, and put his hand on his chin playfully, "Do you want me to sleep with you?"

Gang Wenyan, who was taking a sip from a high-heeled glass, was choked and coughed so loudly that he couldn't tell if he was shy or he was really coughing too much, his face was so red, He stared at his big eyes and raised his voice, "No!"

The expression on Zongqing's face became more and more playful, he scanned him up and down, and finally his gaze stayed on his lower body, "You're still a virgin, right?"

Gang suddenly put down the cup, threw away the knife and fork, wiped his mouth, got up and strode towards the room, "I'm going to sleep!"

Indulgently put his eyes on the brown bear, and said to Chocolate, "It seems that I guessed it right."

Chocolate still had steak juice sticking to his mouth, he tilted his head foolishly, his clean eyes stared blankly at Indulgence.

Gang's distraught voice came from the room, "Zong! Love!"

Such a boy who can be instantly shy to embarrassment with a little teasing, was once a mafia boss?No wonder he was overthrown, if he wasn't overthrown, who would he overthrow!

He stood up indulgently, took a tissue to wipe his mouth on the chocolate, and then walked into the house with the chocolate, "Got it, I'll come in and sleep with you, little boy."

The door was pushed open with a bang, and Gang poked his head out angrily to stare at Zongqing. Seeing that Zongqing was already standing by the door with chocolates, he closed the door again abruptly. The voice was admirable The solidity of the door.

He raised his eyebrows indulgently.

Chocolate, who was accustomed to sleeping on the bed, felt very puzzled when the door was locked out. It stood up and pushed and grabbed the door panel with its front paws awkwardly. The sound was definitely noise.

Standing outside the door with arms folded and waiting, Gang pushed the door helplessly after a while.

Zongqing walked in immediately.

Chocolate jumped onto the bed. Although the bed was big enough, its weight jumped onto the bed, making the sound of the bed making people worry that the bed would collapse.

Pulling Gang with all his heart, he pushed him onto the bed.

Gang's whole body was stiff and tense, and he was crushed under him indulgently.

Can't help but laugh out loud, "What's your expression? Are you worried that I'll force you?"

Gang suddenly got a little annoyed, and pushed away the indulgence, turned over and pulled the quilt, wrapping himself in it.

He let out a hearty laugh, and saw that Gang was wrapped a little tighter.

Not teasing him any more, she turned off the desk lamp, leaned on the pillow, and said softly, "Good night, Gang."

After a while, a low and weak male voice responded, "Good night."

Tsuna closed her eyes and gradually fell into a deep sleep.

In the warm and soft afternoon, in the luxurious and spacious bedroom, the corpse fell on the ground, and he stood beside the corpse with a gun in his hand, with a dazed look on his face.

His teacher lightly ordered the servant to clean up.

The servants carried the corpse out, and the maid sat kneeling beside the pool of blood, wiping the floor with her knees.

They were so calm, so nonchalant, as if what they were dealing with was nothing more than a cup that was knocked over by the owner and shattered and spilled liquid that stained the floor.

It was the first time he killed someone, the first time he actually killed someone.

Li Baoen said coldly to the flustered him, "You are the leader of Pengo Lie, what is it to kill a person? Put away that stupid look!"

He didn't understand, really didn't understand, how could a person's life be so contemptible?

Turning his head to look, his guardian was noisy with a calm expression, as if all this was taken for granted.

Even Yamamoto, who was an ordinary person like him in the past, tried to persuade the fight with a smile, and didn't even glance at the corpse.

He seemed to be a stranger in the wrong world, and felt that everything here was so strange.

He knows that forgiveness may not be rewarded, and kindness often only brings danger to himself. This is not a world that allows him to be kind.

But even if he was so rationally clear, he couldn't really be vicious.

Because not long ago he was just a weakling, without the radiance of the leader of Peng Gelie, without a strong teacher and guardian, and a useless gangster who could be bullied by anyone, so he always had no way to take good advantage of himself in the upper position Instead, they unconsciously bring in those bottom-level people.

He knew the fear and helplessness, and understood the panic and filth of those people, so he had no choice, really no way to be cruel.

But the reality is that he took the life of one person after another over and over again because he didn't want to die.

Yes, no matter how miserable real life is, he is still afraid of death.

You see, he is just so unprogressive, so cowardly and useless.

He figured he must be disappointing Riboun and his Guardians, who were always holding them back.

But he clearly remembered that his group of guardians were just like him not long ago, being gentle and kind to others.

When did it become what it is today, and how could it become so fast?

So he always couldn't figure out whether it was a dream before or a falsehood now.

They are no longer laughing with him, he is gradually separated from their world, standing among them he can only smile palely, so once again, he is alone.

No wonder others, he caused it himself.

No wonder I, kindness and gentleness are definitely not wrong, his only fault is that he doesn't have the ability to support his kindness and gentleness.

When I opened my eyes, the light outside the window had already shone in.

He blinked, still a little unconscious.

The playful voice thought "Are you awake?"

He nodded sleepily, reaching out and rubbing his eyes.

"You actually woke up, did you withdraw your hand from time to time?" You raised your eyebrows indulgently.

"Eh?" He was stunned, his eyes lowered, and only then did he notice that he had put his arms around Zongqing's waist, and he seemed to be coquettishly curled up in Zongqing's arms.

In an instant, he came to his senses completely, quickly withdrew his hand, and sat up abruptly.read