[Comprehensive] Mr. Erdao, a human trafficker

"Oh, isn't Italy good?"

The white-haired young man was sitting at the bar downstairs of the hotel a little frivolously, drinking coffee while twisting a white cotton candy with his fingers and throwing it into his mouth.

"Hu... Erdao, it sounds like a Chinese name at first glance," he squinted, his violet pupils constricted the light in front of him, appearing deep and dangerous. to enter Europe with a fake French visa."

Hu Erdao walked up to him and sat down, knowing that the visitor was not good.

Sorry for the un-French-sounding name.

He was not from this world in the first place, and there was nothing he could do even if StarCraft was named in this style!

The short-haired boy sitting next to the young man had no expression on his face. Even with a plain face, he still attracted people's attention because of his overly beautiful appearance.

He was silent for a few seconds, and decided to strike first.

The sun is abundant, and the warm sea breeze mixed with the fragrance of the green fields blows on the face.

"Would you say Sicily is more beautiful, young gentleman?"

Hu Erdao had a soft and gentle smile on his face, but he just raised his eyebrows and responded like this.

"Did you... come here specifically to find me?"

— This is unlikely.

Hu Erdao came to this ten-year-old world in less than half a month, and he thought that no one would know him.

It shouldn't.

……and many more.

The young man suddenly remembered what happened before... Maybe he had to get rid of the group of people who chased him when he appeared in the first place.

No matter how beautiful the scenery is, Hu Erdao didn't come to Italy purely for fun. Some things can be quickly answered by going to the slums to rob a low-level scum.

This is ten years after his previous time point, the date has not changed, and the year has been pushed back ten years.

In recent years, the situation of Vengley has been worse than before, and it can even be said that it is going from bad to worse. There is no other reason. ) fought with the veteran mafia godfather Pengelie.

Moreover, after the current Vongola Tenth Order destroyed all the inherited Vongola Rings for some unknown reason, one of the scientists in Alcbareno, Wilton, researched the use of the ring to use body energy to concretize into a high-level After the battle with Density Flame, Pengo Lie's strength was inevitably reduced due to the previous self-destruct ring.

At the same time, the newly established Mirufiore family is powerful, combining the powerful forces of the two families to attack Peng Lie's forces in various places like a bamboo.

Judging from the current situation, it is only a matter of time before the Vongola family retreats, and Vongola is no longer the invincible, invincible and majestic "Godfather" in the hearts of the Mafia.

As the system said, this is indeed a completely different time and space. Even ten years ago, there are traces of its existence. In this world, Hu Erdao has never heard of any news about his own firm.

They never existed in this time and space.

"No, no, no," Bailan Jesso shook his fingers, and his smiling expression made the purple triangle tattoo under his left eye more flamboyant. He approached Hu Erdao, "Boss of Ghost Office, right?"

"—?!"

Seeing Hu Erdao's surprised expression, Bailan Jesso laughed and said to himself.

"It took only three months to gain a firm foothold in Europe and even grab the intelligence needed by the employer from the powerful Vengley ten years ago. If you can give time to continue to develop, the intelligence agency capabilities of those old forces will also be developed. It's just a matter of time, right?"

"……You know me?"

Now Erdao Hu really became interested. He originally thought that this young man was a senior member of the family that the men who chased him at the gate of Tsunayoshi Sawada last time belonged. Now it seems that the man in front of him knows him for some reason. What happened in the world ten years ago is obviously not just because of his traces in Japan, but it is more likely that it is directly aimed at Hu Erdao.

So, how on earth did he know his?

Thinking of this, Hu Erdao asked straightforwardly.

Bailan Jesso smiled, and just said: "I know everything about that world, Er Daojun."

so what?Hu Erdao adjusted his posture and waited for the white-haired young man in front of him to reveal his real purpose.

"So... want to join my family, Mister Erdao who doesn't have power in his hand?"

Bailan Jesso squinted at the fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy in front of him.

Although the Mafia has no children, not every child is worthy of being absorbed into his family.

Thanks to his awakened ability to share his own memory in the parallel world, Bailan Jesso can always quickly find the right person and establish his own elite force.

But Hu Erdao is different. The only thing Bai Lan Jiesuo can know about him is the memory of one world, and the time of that world is still ten years ago. Originally, he regretted not being able to meet this ghost Boss who only had one world and became famous. To veteran mafia gangsters, he was a young man who could say "formidable young people". He didn't expect that the people left in Japan could give him such a nice surprise.

If Hu Erdao had chosen a random place after he left, he would not have found him so easily.

But Hu Erdao entered Italy, a mafia stronghold where the mafia is more authoritative than the government, and its methods are more flexible. It really didn't take much time to find Hu Erdao's trace.

And from what I know in another parallel world, Hu Erdao established an office and became famous in just a few months...

This ghost boss doesn't look like an ordinary person who is comfortable and ordinary.

Based on this judgment, Brandon Jesso simply took a vacation for himself and came to Sorrento next to Naples.

The young man in front of him was silent for a while, "Can you explain which family you are from?"

Bai Lan and Bai Lan Jesso paused for a moment, and some suspected that Hu Erdao was deliberately entertaining him.

"The Mirufiore family, Bailan Jesso." He laughed without end and said softly.

It's impossible for any Mafia boss not to be offended by this response when inviting a newcomer to the family, and Pryn Jesso certainly was.

——What's more, the Mirufiore family is not those little-known second- and third-rate families at all.

"Do I have a choice not to agree?"

Hearing this answer, Hu Erdao understood the affiliation of the nearby mafia that was secretly watching and controlling the streets in twos and threes.

The guy who can make the Boss of this super-class mafia family notice the value cannot become his own and use it for himself, as if there is no other way.

Even if Hu Erdao escapes by chance, he still faces the arrest of the mafia. For Hu Erdao, this is the beginning of the real trouble.

So, there is only one answer to this question, and there is no other choice.

"I'm joining Mirufiore."

Hu Erdao spread his hands and said helplessly.

The author has something to say: Bailan Jesso (suspicious eyes): You, an intelligence teller, can't even see the boss, one of the two major forces of the Italian mafia? !

Hu Erdao: No way, Italy is very suitable for traveling, it's all because of the beautiful scenery. (innocent)