[Comprehensive] Mr. Erdao, a human trafficker

"Mr. Erdao, I will trouble you to send out the foundation stones in the future, so that they can come into the hands of the right people."

"I feel another cornerstone breath from you."

"This is the choice of fate."

"The seal belonging to the cornerstone has been lifted, and the world will usher in changes."

"Please choose carefully."

The coffee machine in the kitchen was running, and the aroma of coffee beans filled the air.

In this intoxicating and warm atmosphere, there is nothing more pleasant than a lazy afternoon nap.

"Master Giotto, Master Giotto, have you had a nightmare?"

The old man's voice brought back the sanity of the young man who was lying on the table taking an afternoon nap.

Giotto came out of his dream, unable to remember what it was, but the sad emotion was still lingering in his heart.

"Do you need me to call G to accompany you?" the butler said gently, in a soft voice.

Seeing Giotto's golden pupils open blankly, Noah Gremia asked a servant to call for his son, drew the curtains, glanced past the stack of papers on the table under Giotto, and bowed slightly leave.

"Giotto?"

G stood by the door frame, his cold and haughty face was full of worry and concern.

A vine-like tattoo climbed up half of his face, his shirt collar was open, and his tie was loosely worn.

There is a leather gun bag at the waist, which is tightly wrapped.

"G, I'm a little worried." After a long time, the silent blond young man spoke in a tone full of uncertainty and doubt.

"Did that guy Dimon say something to you last time?" Relying on the inseparable understanding of the two since childhood, G quickly found the source of the trouble, and said extremely annoyed, "Don't take that guy's words to heart. superior!"

"not like this."

Giotto shook his head, with a look in his eyes that G couldn't see through, "I was thinking, shall we... continue?"

"If Giotto, you don't plan to continue, I will always follow you." G opened the chair and sat opposite Giotto, playing chess on the coffee table beside him, his eyes darkened, "But we have no way out now .”

"That's what worries me."

Giotto said.

"The self-defense group can protect some people, but it can't be like this forever, and there are other people who are the same..."

"You mean—to expand?"

G suddenly.

"Based on our capabilities, Asylum can easily lead this self-defense group, but..." Giotto smiled wryly, "Once the scale expands, I'm afraid...it will become what those families are now."

what does it look like

The appearance of protecting the inside of the family and oppressing the outside.

For common people, this is no different from the original families.

——Bullying the weak.

But the self-defense group can protect it for a while, but it can't protect it for a lifetime.

"Giotto, you won't let that happen." G's tone was extremely firm, a level of trust that Giotto himself could not have imagined.

"But it is undeniable that we still need more companions."

Giotto smiled and said that G's words gave him a lot of courage, although he still felt that the road ahead was uncertain.

Giotto would not be reconciled if he just gave up like this.

"Let's form a family."

"Based on the Pengelie Self-Defense Group, it will become a different existence from other families."

--Protect.

"My uncle will also participate."

Lan Bao was sleepy, rubbing his eyes with one hand and stretching, while saying.

"Hey, Povino, what are you doing!"

Unexpectedly, there were still people listening to their conversation, and after being stunned, they smashed over with a fierce expression.

Lambo Povino pursed his lips, "I'm not joking! As the future lord, I have a lot of money!"

The Povino family is a landowner aristocrat rooted in the local area for more than three centuries, also known as the "lord" in people's mouth. It owns a large expanse of farms, forests, and land. Therefore, the only child of this generation, Lambo Povino, is The veritable son of a big landlord, the young master in the mouths of peasants and commoners.

The family is rich.

Giotto said: "Sapphire, are you sure? Do you know what G and I are going to do?"

"Of course! My uncle came to you because he knew that you were forming a self-defense group for the common people!" Lan Bao raised his head and said.

"Didn't you say you wanted to meet Giotto?"

"That's what Uncle Lorenzo said, my uncle didn't say that."

Lambo Povino said proudly, "I also want to join Giotto's family. My uncle has already made a decision after hearing what those people said!"

"those people?"

"It's those people who are grateful to Pengo Lie!" Lambo Povino said lazily with a face of "Are you an idiot?"

Seeing G burst into anger from the heart.

"G..." Reluctantly preventing the first guardian bloodbath before the family was established, Giotto exhaled, "Okay, that's the decision, let's build a family!"

The family that made all the powers in Italy and even the world bow down for more than a century——

"Vongola, family!"

This is winter rain, which has not yet soaked the Sicilian earth.

……

After establishing a family, the most urgent task is to recruit people for the family.

A complete and powerful family cannot be established by just a few young people.

Each department, each division of labor, each responsibility, the inside of the family, the outside of the family... are all things that need to be distinguished.

Currently, Giotto, G, Damon Spedo, and Lambo Povino are the main members of the newborn family.

According to the inertia of the Italian mafia family, in addition to the leader, there are generally six subordinates-this is said to be a tradition passed down by a family with a long history, and it is widely recognized by people.

Even the mighty "Black Lily" -- the Kirionello family -- is powerful and the dragon sees its head and tail.

Giglio, lily; Nero, black.

This family lives in seclusion, but is powerful and deters one side.

It is one of the mafia families who has a low sense of presence but is not easy to provoke.

The family crest with gold pattern and white background was embroidered on the corner of the white robe, and a tall woman sat at the head, full of majesty.

She fell into a light sleep with her hands propped up, and suddenly woke up in a flash.

At this moment, she heard the sound of the pocket watch being buckled at the end of 12.

The gears of history... have begun to turn.

Sea, rainbow, shell...

Mare's ring, Alcbareno's pacifier, Vongola's ring...the fate of their families will follow them in another direction.

The hall was silent.

The woman closed her eyes slightly, and an inaudible sigh escaped from her mouth.

forgive me.

My future children.

This is our family mission.

I am really sorry.

For this world.

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