Pengel's Godfather's Growth Diary

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The young man in front of him was wearing an ordinary sweater, and his hat was pulled down during the action. He didn't get the true biography of his brother who was pressing Newton's coffin board in another world.

Therefore, the face that was originally under the hat was exposed.

That is really not a mature face, and it even has a little baby fat that mothers like. If you purse your lips and smile, you will definitely be rubbed into your arms by women and hugged.

But at this time, no one would dare to have such an idea.

After all, apart from the boy and Masaichi Irie, there was no third person in the whole room with their eyes open.

Irie swallowed subconsciously, and in the empty and silent room, he could even hear the sound of saliva swallowing down his throat.

I have to say that Irie Masaichi was a little nervous.

After all, in his imagination, the past Tsunayoshi Sawada-Vongola Judaimu should be very gentle.

Although there is no official contact, the young boy Irie Masaichi, who lives in the same place, has passed by the Sawada family countless times, not to mention that the mother of the Sawada family and his mother are friends in the vegetable market, and they occasionally meet and help carry vegetables. .

Of course, his first impression of Tsunayoshi Sawada was when he was in the second country of the opponent. Generally speaking, he is not a disgusting character.

Of course, it would be better to say that he was indeed an extremely gentle boy, and he was closer to the role of the boy next door than the later famous leader Pengelie.

Irie Masaichi has always held such an impression.

And now, that impression is shattered.

Irie adjusted his glasses, trying to glue the image of the gentle and amiable Vengley that was broken on the ground.

Gang Ji stretched out his hand and waited for a while, tilted his head, and raised the steel pipe half as a reminder and half as a threat.

"Huh? Could it be that I guessed wrong?" The flame was retracted, and the cold touch came from the tube resting on the neck, making Irie Masaichi feel that the sweat falling down was cold.

He swallowed, obviously he wanted to make a fool of himself, but he had the illusion of being inferior.

No, maybe it wasn't an illusion and maybe it wasn't.

Irie adjusted his glasses with a complex expression, and countless cold sweats oozed from his forehead under the suddenly cold eyes.

——It's not an illusion, if he denies it, he will probably fall down like the "corpse" in this place.

Irie shook, and simply stopped holding his airs as the commander of Mirufiore's Japanese branch, and let out a soft breath.

"I thought you didn't know my existence." He stretched out his hand to take Tsunakichi's, and the pretended alertness and seriousness disappeared, replaced by a relaxed smile, "I'm Irie Masaichi...you may already know My name?"

Tsuna did not take back the steel pipe immediately, but looked up at Irie for a while, and then took back the steel pipe with a smile that made the young man sweat.

"That's true." He said slowly, drawing out the tone, "However, I only met Xiaozheng before I came to this world."

This overly Bailan-style address made Irie Zhengyi feel a stomach ache, but soon he lost the opportunity to continue the stomach ache, and was attracted by the words of the young leader.

"You know me? No, the one I used to have nothing to do with you at this moment is..."

The young man pinched his chin and thought for a while, and soon his face changed, revealing a painful expression.

"Oops," he hissed, covering where his stomach was and squatting down.

Tsuna Ji tilted his head and asked a little out of friendliness.

"Are you all right, Xiaozheng?"

Such a title made Irie Masaichi even more upset.

He waved his hand to show that it was okay, and he raised his other hand firmly to untie the neckline, but after a while, the whole person sat on the ground sweating profusely like a salted fish.

Seeing that it was interesting, Gang Ji also knelt down and held his face in his hands, examining with great interest the young man who seemed to have planned this fight with his future self to bring them from the past into the future to fight against Bai Lan.

The members of Pengo Lie had already controlled the base in sevens and eighties during this time, so Gang Ji didn't have to worry about being discovered - but according to his thinking, if someone came at this time, he would just come and beat him up , Come to the question of two beating one pair.

He squatted down and held his face in his hands. Seeing that the river had almost slowed down, he started to ask questions like a curious baby.

"I think, before everyone arrives, Mr. Irie must be willing to answer a few small questions for me, right?"

Entering the river was relieved, and he was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and readily agreed.

Gangji fell silent.

"Then, I'll be blunt." He said, "I'm a little confused, what makes you and the future me put our hope of saving the world on us in the past?"

He looked like a full-fledged curious baby, but there was a mockery in his words that he didn't want to hide.

"Leaving this kind of thing to a child... It seems that I will grow up to be a terrible adult in the future."

Irie was silently dripping a few drops of cold sweat.

As a textbook-level scientific research geek, a red-haired anime character suddenly popped up in his mind, holding scissors and saying, "Even my parents will die if they go against my will".

At this moment, the red-haired boy was replaced with a brown-haired one, and the "parents" in the words were replaced with "myself", and there was no big difference.

It's true. I kill myself.

Irie was trembling for a while, but anyway, this matter was first suggested by himself and then hit it off with Peng Geli's tenth generation, so he explained it to the future Peng Lie in a low voice.

"Because only you who hold Pengo Lie's ring in the future can defeat Mr. Bai Lan." He said so.

Gangji snorted.

Irie looked up at him, lowered his eyes to stabilize his mood.

"You probably already know that you in the future destroyed Vongola's ring not long ago... It was because of this that Vengola lost the weapon that could fight against the Mirufiore family." He said, "At the beginning The tenth generation of Vongola destroyed the Vongola Ring in order to prevent the Vengola Ring, which is one of the cornerstones of this world, from being taken by Bailan. But if you want to defeat Mr. Bailan, you still need the power of the ring."

"That's why we made this plan, hoping that you who still held the ring in the past and had infinite possibilities came here to defeat Bai Lan."

Gang Ji was silent for a while, feeling that this logic was somewhat familiar.

"Only magic can beat magic?" he muttered.

Irie almost felt that he was hallucinating, so he remained silent for a while.

Tsunayoshi doesn't think that's a big deal—in fact, it sounds like it should.

He pouted, not intending to dwell on this issue any longer.

"However." The young leader said, "Mr. Irijiang and the future me...let's call him Peng Lie or it will sound weird."

"In short, what I mean is, did you and Pengelie consider the factors you were exposed to when making this plan?"

Entering the river is beeping.

"Of course there is such a risk," he paused, "but Mr. Bai Lan trusts me very much. So the possibility of what you said is very small."

Gangji twitched the corner of his mouth and tilted his head.

"Trust?" He chewed the word and chuckled, "No, no, that's not what I'm talking about."

The boy stood up—so that he was much taller than Irie Masaichi—and looked down at the orange-haired youth from above.

"What I mean is that Bailan Jiesuo knew your whole plan and planned to let the ten-generation Vongola family in the past who held the Vengley ring come to this era-the possibility of this is not impossible. Bar?"

Irie opened his mouth, but he couldn't refute.

Gang Ji didn't come here to argue with him, so when he saw this, he just snorted softly.

But that's the way it is.

Even from the perspective of the most ordinary ordinary people, it is appropriate to let the past self face the dark devil king with the rhythm of delivering food.Not to mention that there will be countless accidents during the implementation of such a plan, as long as there is a slight discrepancy, it is possible to drag the entire family and even the world into a predicament of destruction.

Even if it was me, no, it should be said that because it was me, Tsunayoshi Sawada did not think that Pengo Lie would do such an absurd and arrogant thing.

The only explanation is that of necessity.

From Irie Masaichi's explanation, this is a last resort. Before Prynne began to rule the world, Vengley had already spied on his danger. In order to prevent the friction and the world from falling into Prynne's hands, Vengley destroyed the ring.

However, if this is the case, then this future self is too silly and sweet.

Moreover, although this approach and dying in the middle of the negotiation seem silly, the "great achievements" of Pengelie and the handwriting of He Irie's joint planning from Zigaoji and Yamamoto's mouths show that Pengelie It's not a silly white sweet who is so easy to fall into the trap.

So what this "last resort" is, it seems very interesting.

Tsuna Kichi's heart was gurgling bad water, and when he inadvertently lowered his eyes, he saw Irie Masaichi looking at him in a daze, like a silly orange cat.

The young leader couldn't help but laugh, and then he let out a sigh.

"Well, besides, do you think Bai Lan really doesn't know your plan?"

He tilted his head.

"When I first came to this world, I saw Bai Lansang." The young leader laughed, and continued under Irie Masaichi's disbelieving gaze, "Well, it seems that Irie-kun doesn't know?"

"Well, after all, if you want to continue your plan, if Irie-kun knows, this plan will not continue smoothly."

Tsuna guessed the whole thing in a few or two sentences - in fact, this kind of trick is not uncommon in the other world.It's just that for Irie Masaichi, it seems a little too much.

The young leader paused for a moment, and swallowed what Bailan knew about the plan of entering the river and Pengelie, and that Pengelie also knew about it.

——If this was said, Irie Masaichi would probably lose some color.

After a while, Yamamoto and Kikuji arrived at the command room. The two had some guesses about Tsunayoshi's presence here, but they saw the young leader who thought he was sleeping in the room (in Reborn language) going deep into the enemy camp alone Talking and laughing with the guy who seems to be the leader of the enemy still took a breath of cold air.

Tsuna coughed a little guilty, and quickly withdrew the undercover Mr. Irie to attract attention.

Yamamoto inspected Masaichi Irie, but the youth prison temple still refused to leave Tsunayoshi's side, his whole body was like a big dog soaked in water.

Tsunaki smiled embarrassingly, a little not very good at it.

Just when Yamamoto confirmed Irie's identity, the screen in the command room that occupied the entire wall suddenly lit up.

A smiling face appeared on the screen, and he greeted Tsunayoshi and the others in a great mood.

"Ah, good evening, what game are you playing?" The white-haired young man smiled and said, "Can I join?"

Gang Ji also looked over and blinked obediently.

"Okay." The young man looked like a deputy student, "I just want to go to barbecue later... Well, grilled chicken wings should be delicious, right?"

The author has something to say: white. My wings are very white and soft. Lan Lan:? ? ?

Although it's a bit late to say it now, it's still time to knock on the blackboard, and there will be happy private settings for future battles!

(But even if the plot is not private, it is almost smashed by the hairy Tsunade Ichi steel pipe xd)