[Comprehensive] Mr. Erdao, a human trafficker

What Irie Masaichi's curiosity brought about was deeper despair.

Irie Masaichi also learned slowly during the subsequent time travel that his several attempts to travel through time and space unconsciously inspired the parallel world ability possessed by Bailan Jesso in all the worlds he had been to.

He doesn't know what to do to change that terrible future, so he can only seek more directions for change...until his eighth trip to the future.

Before that...

"When I was traveling in time... I even made Mr. Bai Lan in the past world aware of the abilities he possessed."

"When I went back to the past, Mr. Bai Lan's subordinates installed a transmitting device on my body and sent the message to Mr. Bai Lan in the past world."

Irie is calmly recalling his immaturity and stupidity ten years ago.

"In other words, Bailan was already using this ability ten years ago!" Sawada Tsunayoshi shouted, a little unimaginable.

...can't believe it?

This is natural.Who knows that the young man who intends to destroy the world now ten years ago, the young Bailan Jesso has already obtained his own ability——

The ability to destroy the world, the shared memory, the knowledge.

How can this not be scary?

Such...a powerful enemy.

"Yes……"

On the eighth trip into the future, it finally came to a temporary end.Ten years later, Irie Masaichi had already prepared a device for Irie Masaichi to pass by, and then used the device...to erase his young self's memories of time travel and Bailan Jesso.

"The time limit is five years."

Irie Masaichi hoped that his young self would lurk beside Bailan Jesso and complete his counterattack plan.

According to the instructions of his future self, Masaichi Irie sent Sawada Tsunayoshi and others to this world ten years later, and then went to a foreign university step by step, and became friends with Bailan Jesso.

"The irony is," Irie Masaichi had to admit, knowing nothing about his student days with Mr. Bai Lan, "that was the happiest time in my life."

"And yet five years later, I recall everything—"

It is no longer necessary to mention the entanglement between discovering that his friend is the culprit of the ruined future and his own mission to stop him. In the end, Irie Masaichi still made up his mind to become a spy to stop Bai Lan.

"After sorting out my memory... I was shocked again, because among all the existing parallel worlds, only the current world is the only one that has not been destroyed by Mr. Bailan!"

Irie Masaichi's painful emotions seemed to be overflowing from his calm eyes. This is not only the feeling of the scarred body being treated by the guardian of Sawada Tsunayoshi Haruyuki who is rushing here, but also the feeling of a person planning to prevent the fatigue of his friend.

"Are you saying that all possible worlds other than this world have become Bai Lan's possession!"

"Exactly, the chance of preventing Bai Lan from using his ability to conquer the world five years ago was... one in eight trillion!"

"Now... that is to say, among countless parallel worlds, only in this world can I have a chance to defeat Bai Lan." Irie Masaichi continued.

"That is to say..." Tsunayoshi Sawada followed Masaichi Irie's thinking.

"That's because the future you gave instructions to the past you to win?" Reborn stated calmly.

"More than that, this is the only world where Tsuna Ji-kun and I met..." The orange-haired youth pursed his lips and nodded to the surprised brown-haired youth, "I helped you fix a flat tire on your bicycle, and you happened to be in the third grade of middle school. "

"Because of this, the Vongola Box miraculously appeared in the future of this world." Only applicable to the battle box of the Vengola Ring in Qisan.

"That's why you said—" The voice of the system next to Hu Erdao's ear stopped abruptly.

"Second Dao, Youni Kirionello is planning to go to Pengo Lie, shall we follow?"

Claude Simon suddenly opened the door from the door, looked at the Boss who was looking at the distant battlefield with a telescope, and asked.

"Huh?" Hu Erdao could only temporarily interrupt the live broadcast of the system, and raised his eyebrows after deliberating what to say, "I thought, Youni Chilioneiro has ended her commission?"

"No, actually..."

"If you want to say that she has been outside the conference room all the time, I will want to deduct your performance..." Hu Erdao said quietly.

"This is not our service attitude! Besides, how can you let a little girl stay alone outside the room? It's not considered demeanor." Hu Erdao said as he walked, and saw a white man sitting in another room at the door. girl in a cap.

—Uni Chilioneiro.

The Boss of the Kirionello family, the second in command of Mirufiore, a somewhat indifferent girl I saw in the territory of Mirufiore in Italy.

"Two ways."

Seeing him coming, Yuni Giglioneiro smiled a little cutely, with a flower-shaped birthmark under the corner of his left eye, and said softly.

Hu Er said: ...

I'm ready.

I am dead.

This is the cute girl he thought he would meet!

Okay, don't think about it, it's definitely Bai Lan's fault.

Erdao skillfully pushed the reason for Yoni's change of attitude to the cheap former boss, then stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "Although it is said that the order was placed by Liu Daoku, but you smile so much, Yoni, I don't think you can even get rid of the bill Problem."

This is of course not a polite remark.

Youni Girioneiro, unlike the previous indifference attitude, such an amiable smile, seems to pile up all the good things in life in front of you, like the howling breeze under the wild dome on a warm spring day, or explaining Bright sunlight, and everything warm in general.

Seeing such a smile makes my heart feel warm.

People can't help but want to maintain her smile.

"Yes..." As soon as Youni spoke, Hu Erdao nodded with a smile.

"No problem, no problem, little princess, let's go."

Speaking of this, Hu Erdao suddenly understood something when he thought of the names of the members of the Kirionello family calling the girl princess in front of him.

"..."

"Don't silence the system, hehe, I know you can't think of it," Hu Erdao's thoughts were extremely arrogant, "A big devil, a little princess, and the warrior Pengo Lie...I already understand the routines of this world!"

yes?

I don't think you, the host, understand.

But, it seems, as if, as if there is nothing wrong?

Once again, the system fell into strange confusion because of Hu Erdao's unreasonable playing of cards.

"You still remember, the last choice I played against you in college was I won, but you have nothing to lose to me, so you say..."

"'The next time I play Choice again, as a concession, I will accept all the conditions you asked Xiaozheng.'——I will fulfill this agreement now!"

Hu Erdao slowly approached the street where Pengelie and Mirufiore were, and he heard such a statement.

"I want to rerun the Choice contest!"

"Heh." The mocking look couldn't hold back his brows, and Hu Erdao couldn't help but want to laugh.

- Do you know who you are facing?

——You are facing the boss of a huge mafia.

Hu Erdao couldn't help thinking of this statement.

If you want to use the past friendship to use the current Bailan Jesso, Irie Masaichi would have looked down upon Bailan Jesso too much.

The mafia, even though it looks elegant on the outside, is not a good person in its bones.Morality, integrity?A good excuse when needed, worthless when not.

Facing the Vongola ring that he had searched for for a long time, he fought another "fair" battle—if not counting that Harumi Daisy, who concealed the truth from the beginning, had the attribute of "immortality", Bai Lan It was impossible for Jesso to let go of the Qisan ring that was right in front of him.

"Um—I'm sorry," Bai Lan remained unchanged, her purple eyes indifferently looking at the crowd surrounding Irie Masaichi Pengo... and Irie Masaichi lying weakly on the ground, "I don't remember saying that."

"You think so beautifully."

"I can't accept a promise I haven't made."

He finally narrowed his eyes and said, "As the boss of Mirufiore, I formally reject your request."

The Mafia Boss, who won the Choice battle, spoke unhurriedly, and then heard a voice.

The wind blows the corners of the white cloak of the visitor.

"--I object."

Different from the emptiness of the past, this is a voice from the heart.

The author has something to say: well, you should know that I like little princess Chilioneiro. (dog head