Pengel's Godfather's Growth Diary

095

The pleasant hot spring trip came to an end soon.

Even Varian, who has always been willful, has a lot of tasks on his shoulders, so time is really precious.

If it wasn't for Tsunayoshi's pitiful (?) expression that if the brothers don't take a hot spring with him, they will cry (??), these big brothers would have left Japan and returned to Italy long ago.

But it was precisely because of this that on the second day of the hot spring project, everyone in Varian boarded the helicopter back to Italy.

When Varian and the others returned, Gang Ji and the others also embarked on the journey back to Bingsheng.

Liu Dao Mu would not come to such a group activity, and Lanzia, who was the guardian of Kurom language, came instead.

For this reason, Tsunayoshi specially invited Kyoko and Hana, and because the latter two are ordinary people, they were slightly isolated from dangerous people (especially Varian). They walked into a group kissing each other.

——Because of this, the young leader was full of doubts. Forget about Kyoko and Kurokawa Hana, how did Lanzia, an uncle, join the girls' best friend group?With his skill in making pineapple pillows?

Anyway, Gang Ji couldn't think of this problem.

The return journey was with a group of people. I don’t know why I had a fight with Zhongyuan Zhong last night, saying “show me your current strength”. The skylark was extremely sleepy. I got in the car early before, and fell asleep in the last row with my head tilted.

Only at this time, the fierce beast that was flourishing looked like a gentle and beautiful boy.

Probably knowing the usual style of Lark, there is a glass cover between the last row of seats and the front. According to Reborn, it is a product of Vengley’s logistics department, which can effectively isolate external sounds and so on. Magma can also resist a sharp weapon for a second.

It is then used to keep larks asleep.

But everyone present didn't think there was any problem.

After returning to Bingsheng for only two days, Tsuna thought he would usher in a rare holiday, but when he went out to make soy sauce, he watched Reborn, who was walking on the edge of the eaves, being covered by a purple bazooka when he jumped to the ground live.

It's the bazooka after ten years that's right.

The young leader stared at the disappearing smoke of Reborn, but a subtle unease rose in his heart.

Pengelie's ancestral super-intuitive sense never failed when he felt uneasy, so Gang Ji just frowned, and immediately rushed into the smoke.

But, nothing.

Even if the Rockets will exchange the people who are now with themselves ten years later, then the Reborn ten years later should appear at this time.

But whether it was Reborn ten years ago or ten years later, he did not appear.

This fact made Gangji's heart tighten.

The young leader lowered his face and waved his hand to call out the nearby members of Pengel.

This street was soon monitored by Vongola, and Tsunayoshi, the future leader, was escorted to the nearest stronghold of Vengola surrounded by countless people, both openly and secretly. , guarding Nana Sawada who knows nothing about it.

Since it was the rocket launcher ten years later, the first thing to find was the owner of the rocket launcher ten years later, Rambo Povino.

But soon Tsunayoshi received a reply from Vongola’s members—in the past hour, Rambo Bovino stayed in Sawada’s house, and he didn’t show anything related to the rocket launcher ten years later.

The Vengley member who said this was a middle-aged man with short flax hair, and he was also a good player back then.After a brief report, he raised his eyes, waiting for the instruction from the young leader.

It stands to reason that Rambo Bovino should be isolated immediately and under strict supervision, but firstly out of trust and secondly, Rambo did nothing wrong, so Gang Ji suppressed this for now.

But Lan Bo wasn't the only one with a ten-year-old bazooka in his hands.

After all, Rambo is just a child, and he can get dangerous weapons like the rocket launcher ten years later, because the Bovino family is sparsely staffed and sent to the side of the Pengel tenth generation candidate.

Thinking of this, Gangji touched his chin.

——Judging from the fact that the leader of Bovino can hand over the ten-year-old rocket launcher to Lanbo, the other party is probably a big-hearted master.

And the boy once said during his relationship with Lanbo that this bazooka is not a particularly important thing in their family - this can be easily seen from the fact that a child like him can get it.

Then, to go back to the fact that besides Rambo, maybe someone else is holding the ten-year-old rocket launcher, the best way is to learn from the Povino family about the flow of the ten-year-old rocket launcher in recent days or even in recent years.

This is equivalent to asking for someone's weapon circulation table.

For a family that makes a living from the research and development of weapons, this can be said to be as important as the lifeblood, and the other party would not give it easily.

When the young leader worriedly called the leader of the Povino family and made a request, he got a straightforward answer from the other party.

"Okay."

He said it was impossible... Eh wait?

The young leader blinked and cautiously confirmed: "Is it okay?"

The leader of Bovino on the opposite side was a cheerful young man, and he laughed when he heard the voice.

"Because if you don't agree to it now, there will always be a way for Peng Lie to get it from me." He said, "Then it's better to be a smart person and have a good relationship with you little leader."

Gangji was choked up by this truth.

Over there, the leader of the Povino family asked someone to get the ledger, and here Gang Ji talked to the other party at random.

"Speaking of which, recently, a batch of rocket launcher shells ten years later were sent to Japan." The leader of Povino said, "Because I was worried that Lambona's shells were not enough, I specially mailed a few shells to Japan. You can use them for research first." some."

Gang Ji casually turned over the hand of the street surveillance obtained by some means, paused, and frowned.

"This batch... I didn't receive it. When did you send it to Japan?"

The leader of Povino over there let out a beep, thinking of something, and soon became serious, and talked to Gangji one by one.

The two sides were serious for a long time, and finally came to a dumbfounding conclusion - the reason why Tsunayoshi's family did not receive these rocket launcher shells ten years later was not intentional, but because the Bovino family's subordinates at that time According to Lanbo's positioning, I sent the rocket launcher ten years later...I don't know if it should be called a misfortune or something. In short, Lanbo was not in Sawada house at that time, but went to another house for fun.

[Irie house]

Tsuna had some impressions of this name, as if she had heard her mother say something about Mrs. Irie, and she seemed to be an old resident of Bingsheng.

While asking Pengelie's subordinates to investigate, he played Tai Chi with the leader of Bovino here. After getting the account, the other party made a very winky excuse and hung up the phone on his own initiative.

He lowered his eyes and locked his eyes on a sneaky guy on the screen holding something.

Zooming in and zooming in again, thanks to Liu Dao Mu's blessing, he knew the uniforms of the nearby schools perfectly.Therefore, he quickly recognized that this sneaky boy was wearing the uniform of a famous private middle school nearby.

The zoom-in, analysis and comparison of characters, and the fool-like search program allow even a novice like Gang Ji to get started easily, and successfully find out the identity of this boy.

[Irie Masaichi].

The basic series of information also popped up, because they are not related to the other world, so there are only basic information, but this can also let Tsuna know the general life trajectory of this boy.

Looks like an ordinary teenager.

However, in the course cases provided by Reborn, there are many types who pretend to be ordinary people or are really ordinary, but are secretly bought or controlled by others. Just in case, Gang Ji still let Peng The members of Ge Lie determine the location of Masaichi Irie.

He took out his phone to confirm the safety of his friends one by one, straightened his clothes, and then slowly walked towards the confirmed location of Irie Masaichi.

Before going there, Tsunayoshi simulated many possibilities in his mind, the worst of which was that Irie Masaichi was replaced by someone related to the other world, and the mother related to Irie's family was also tampered with.

However, when he stood in front of the orange-haired boy, he found that the reality was far more outrageous than imagined.

Tsunayoshi Sawada needs to throw his hands up and admit that he hasn't had time to do anything yet.

But this Irie Masaichi, who was wearing glasses, just saw him coming, and his face paled with fright (crossed out), his face turned pale, and he fell to the ground with a slap, with a fearful expression on his face, and fine sweat dripping from his forehead. on the ground.

Tsuna blinked, slightly adjusted his facial expression, showing a gesture of knowing everything.

"Are you Irie Masaichi-kun?" He smiled, mastering everything but carelessly.

"Yes, yes, yes." Irie was sitting on the ground, looking at this extremely dangerous boy who was obviously the same age as him with horror, "What do you want me for?"

Gangji raised an eyebrow.

"It's not what I asked you to do." He knelt down, patted the boy's shoulder, and brushed away the dust that didn't exist for him. "It's you, what do you want to do to me?"

Noticing Irie Masaichi's face that suddenly turned pale, the boy turned his face sideways and suddenly showed an arrogant smile.

Under such high pressure, Irie Masaichi calmed down a lot. Although he was a little flustered, he stopped stuttering anyway.

Trembling, he moved himself away from the big man's hand, and then said cautiously: "I, I can tell you everything I know... But, you can't hurt me and my family."

Gangji smiled lightly.

"Of course." He adjusted the collar of Irie Masaichi, stood up first, stretched out his hand to pull the weak boy up, looked around and locked the target.

"Then next, please sit in the store under my name for a while."

**

It wasn't until the two of them went to the private room of the Peach Club under the escort of members of Pengelie, and the president of the Peach Club personally brought coffee and desserts, that Irie Masaichi calmed down a little.

He tried to use his eyes to hint that the boss was being threatened, but he saw that the boss ignored him and showed faint traces of tattoos.

The boy who had just calmed down for a while suddenly shuddered, and made up his mind again.

Gang Ji stretched out his hand to squeeze the cup and took a sip of coffee. The sweetness and milk were both in the ratio he liked, and his uneasy mood because of all the sudden things finally calmed down a bit.

He put the coffee cup back on the table, put his little finger on the bottom of the cup, but deliberately made a slight noise to attract the attention of the restless teenager opposite.

"So, can you tell me something?" He crossed his hands in front of him, smiling calmly, but it was full of pressure, "About the matter that you hit my teacher with a rocket launcher shell ten years later."

This is actually Gang Ji's guess.

A veteran would definitely discover this trivial little trap, but Irie Masaichi was obviously a young man who had never received relevant training, so he just cheated a little and revealed the cause and effect.

It turned out that he received a letter from himself ten years later, and it was him who planned what happened today in the future.

And in the near future, more people will be involved and go to the future.

Gangji touched his chin.

He made a backhand call to Kudaime who was far away in Italy to report, and after a while, he nodded towards Irie.

"I have a kind request," he said, "could you, please, give us the bazooka bomb you received ten years from now?"

Seeing Irie nodded hurriedly, Tsuna nodded his chin and continued.

"And, for the sake of effect, can you please send me to ten years later after you get the things?"

Irie was startled for a moment, and nodded with a complicated expression.

Gang Ji asked Peng Gelie's members to accompany Irijiang Zhengyi to Ijiang's mansion to fetch the shells. After getting the shells, these Peng Gelie members who had been ordered left as silently as they appeared.

Tsuna Kichi drank the last sip of coffee slowly, and nodded towards Irie reservedly.

"Please."

The orange-haired boy was covered in cold sweat, gritted his teeth cruelly, closed his eyes, and threw the cannonball at Tsunayoshi Sawada.

Pink smoke immediately enveloped the entire room, and Irie was sitting down on the ground at the same moment when it was thrown out early in the morning. At this moment, he was panting heavily, staring into the smoke with wide eyes.

The result was as expected, and Irie Masaichi couldn't tell what mood he was in, so he could only gasp for breath.

"Disappeared, disappeared."

When the familiar feeling of weightlessness subsides, Tsuna knows that the crossing is successful.

He opened his eyes, and it was pitch black.

He knocked around and came to the conclusion that what he was in was a square and rectangular box or something.

This conclusion made the young leader silent for a while, after all, there was probably only one thing in his mind that matched this description.

The young leader's expression was not very good, and he tried to reach out and push.

... didn't push it away.

He twitched the corners of his mouth, thinking that he must have nailed himself to death in this coffin, and tried to push it again.

This time it was pushed away.

Tsuna stood up and found that white lilies covered her body.He turned his head as if feeling something, and met a guy floating in the air.

It was a young man with white hair and purple pupils. When he saw him, his purple pupils opened slightly, showing a bit of surprise.

After his death, those who were still guarding the coffin were either close friends or enemies. Tsuna did not know the young man in front of him, and initially put him in the position of an enemy to examine.

The white-haired young man was only slightly taken aback for a while, and then he gave a villainous smile.

"Hey, Tsunayoshi-kun from ten years ago."

He jumped from the air to the ground, showing a smile that made Tsunaji somewhat disgusted.

"I'm Bran Jesso."

Gangji tilted his head and asked straightforwardly.

"Did you kill me?"

The young man was a little surprised by his question, but he quickly realized that he was not annoyed, and just bent his eyes and smiled, "That's right."

Gangji nodded.

"I see." He said, and almost instantly, a sea of ​​golden flames surged behind him.

The young man was still sitting in the coffin of his future self. There was not much emotion in his pupils. A fireball escaped from the sea of ​​flames and landed on the white-haired young man with precision.

It was such an emotion that Hayato Prison Temple heard the sound and came to see it.

His leader slowly walked out of the coffin, and it suddenly seemed as if the man he had followed for half his life stood up from the coffin, looking at him with a gentle smile as before.

The young man with silver hair and blue eyes couldn't help trembling, his fingers twitched unconsciously, his lips trembled, he tried several times but didn't dare to make that breath sound, lest he would wake up the scene in front of him.

But in the end, the longing broke through the rationality, and the words and sentences lingering in his mouth poured out.

"...Judaimu."

The flower in the mirror and the moon in the water broke instantly, the golden flame faded, and even Hayato's complexion became paler than ever before.

But the dreamlike figure did not disappear.

He turned his face to look sideways, revealing a smile that seemed helpless and indulgent.

"What are you doing standing there?" Tsuna eased his tone, guessing what his future self would call his friends.

"Falcon."