Did you get through this disaster safely...

Tsunayoshi Sawada silently watched the broadcast in his office, unconsciously heaving a sigh of relief.

"Stupid gang, what are you secretly doing by yourself?" reborn suddenly appeared, and saw his stupid disciple buttoning up the screen of his phone to cover up, squinting his eyes, "Could it be a belated puberty, look It's time to arrange some female companions for you."

"No, reborn!" Tsunayoshi Sawada's face was full of embarrassment.

"Just kidding, it's actually about Pandora." Reborn said calmly.

Sawada Tsunayoshi opened his mouth, but couldn't refute.

"Stupid gang, the micro-expressions that hide your thoughts are still failing, do you want me to repair them for you?" Leon on Reborn's finger turned into a small green pistol, "If you have anything to say, just say it openly, you But Vongola's ten generations."

"Reborn..." Tsunayoshi Sawada was a little moved.

"Ah, by the way, if it's about helping Pandora, then there's no need to talk about it."

"..." Then what do you want me to say.

"Stupid Gang." Reborn topped the brim of his hat with a small pistol, "Giving me a bit of the consciousness of the mafia godfather, your words and deeds have long been more than just representing yourself."

When Pandora sold the mind-reader, Johnny II had seen something was wrong, and Pengo Lie had also made many reminders, but Pandora still did not withdraw its decision.

There is no way, this has already threatened the foundation of the Mafia, and even Pengo Lie cannot face the entire Italian Mafia.

Peng Lie has remained silent so far, and this is already Tsunayoshi Sawada's biggest fight, otherwise this behemoth that has been passed down for centuries and represents all mafia cards would have attacked him long ago.

"I know, but I still want to stick to what I think is right." Tsunayoshi Sawada folded his hands unconsciously and adjusted his sitting posture. This is a habit that he has formed under long-term training that gives people a sense of oppression. The warm brown color The pupils drooped slightly, with a firm and gentle light.

Just like the big space that embraces everything.

Reborn sighed, both proud and helpless: "It's up to you, you are the boss."

"You have already become a teacher, stupid gang, and you must be responsible for all your actions."

-

"It's really a candle sauce, there is always a way to solve the crisis." Bai Lan stared at the live video with great interest, and kept eating marshmallows, "I really want to go and see the scene."

"Then it's fine to go." Irie was powerless to complain, he was obviously only here to report work, but he was pulled by this wayward boss to watch the live broadcast together, and he had to listen to Bai Lan's various bragging about Pandora. To be honest, if he didn't know All the troubles Pandora encountered recently were caused by this person alone. I really thought that Bai Lan was also Pandora's fanboy.

... Well, forget it.

As soon as Irie imagined how Bai Lan was calling in the audience like those crazy fans, he felt extremely cold.

"No way, Zhu Jiang is so smart, he probably already guessed that I am the real culprit behind the scenes, but he was afraid of the special pulse device in my hand so he didn't call over." Bai Lan held his chin, "If I go to the scene, I will definitely I was killed~"

Isn't that just right...

Irie pushed his glasses, but didn't say what was on his mind.

"Isn't that just right? Xiaozheng must have thought so." Bai Lan said suddenly.

Irie narrowed his pupils slightly, and denied it flatly: "How is it possible, I..."

"Haha, I was joking with you, you still have no sense of humor, Xiao Zheng~"

"Ha..." Irie Masaichi's temples were involuntarily oozing cold sweat, and the nerves in his stomach were throbbing slightly, which he suppressed firmly.

"Okay, okay, stop teasing Xiaozheng, you still have other work to do."

So who is it that interrupts others in the middle of their work to accompany you to watch the live broadcast? ?

The corner of Irie's mouth twitched, but there was nothing he could do about this headstrong boss, and he backed out with his head down.

After the figure of Irie Masaichi disappeared at the door, Bai Lan rested her chin on one hand and murmured, "Zhujiang's response is the same as that of World 27, then there will be many powerful Chosen Ones, and..."

Bai Lan looked at the file on the desktop, which was the one that Xiaozheng brought in just now, and the top one was Koichi Hirose.

-

"Jay, Jay, Jay..." Koichi Hirose stood stiffly in front of a big screen in front of a certain building, pointing his finger tremblingly at the big screen, "Jay?"

real or fake? !

Koichi Hirose couldn't believe his eyes. The companion they fought side by side in Morioh Town had left Morioh Town since Kira Yoshikage was eliminated, and has never been seen since.

I heard that Mr. Jotaro also used the power of the spw group to search around the world, but there is no news at all.

But why here?Also changed the name.

Koichi Hirose looked at the figure of Feng Zhu swearing at Fang Qiu on the screen with extremely complicated eyes. Passers-by around were watching the screen and feeling the magic of black technology. He unconsciously listened to the praise of Pandora from passers-by, The corners of his lips curled up unconsciously, with an inexplicable sense of pride.

I still remember when I was in Duwang Town, even if there were many partners who fought side by side, Jie Luo must be the most special one. He obviously had no substitute, but he just relied on various black technologies to defeat many substitute envoys, and even killed them single-handedly. Yoshikage Kira, the notorious murderer.

At that time, when they saw these black technologies, their expressions were the same as those of these passers-by. It was really nostalgic. The time spent with that person was full of surprises every moment.

The broadcast on the screen ended soon, and Koichi withdrew his reluctant gaze. After thinking for a while, he immediately sent a message to Josuke Higashika who was far away in Morioh Town, and then called Mr. Jotaro.

"Ah, is that Jotaro-san?"

-

"Pfft~ Qiao Luno, look at this photo, why didn't you see that guy doing things so arrogantly?" Mista shared his mobile phone screen with Qiao Luno during the break.

The photo above is the live photo of Feng Zhu using fireworks to draw a 'convex' in the night sky. The photographer completely captured this unscrupulous feeling.

Giorno was also looking at his phone, but what he was watching was the live video playback of the product exhibition. He glanced at the photo, and a little smile appeared on his face: "Mista, when I saw Pandora's military base , you should know his nature."

"Ah, that's really handsome." Mista recalled, no man is immune to those violent weapons that shine with metallic colors, okay, "Hey, what are you doing?"

"As you can see, I'm taking a screenshot." Giorno lowered his head, kept moving, and quickly preserved the most dazzling moment when the candle was sealed on the stand.

Mista: "..."

Mista's face hurts: "Are you a teenager in love?"

Giorno gave him a strange look: "Of course I am."

Mista: ...well, forget that this guy is only 15 years old.

The main reason is that Giorno was too smart and mature during this journey, so that Mista subconsciously regarded him as his peers, and he even forgot that this guy coveted Pandora.

When it came to the topic of gossip, Mista's eyes lit up, and he poked Giorno's shoulder like a good brother: "Have you confessed to Pandora? What did he say?"

"No." Giorno said lightly.

"Eh? It's not like you." Mista had a strange look on his face. In his impression, Giorno was a person with wisdom and absolute action. He was also very hearty, not like a boy who would confess his confession.

Giorno was very calm: "Why do I have to talk to you about this topic?"

"Just treat me as a relationship consultant, I'm an adult at least!"

"Have you ever been in love?"

"..."

Giorno's question was too sharp, and Mista froze successfully.

"Shouldn't you still..."

"Shhhhhh!" Mista quickly covered Giorno's mouth, "I don't want to lose face if I say it!"

"Hmm... a little bit beyond my expectation." Giorno calmly took Mista's hand and lowered his voice as he wished, "I didn't expect to meet an adult man who retains his innocence in this country." .”

"Whispering," Mista said with an embarrassed expression, "That's because you have little knowledge, at least, at least..."

"Ok?"

"At least Bucciarati must have never been in love!"

"I didn't." Bugarati turned his head suddenly, showing a complicated look, "Mista, can you speak softer when you talk about me?"

Mista shut up obediently, but quickly couldn't help but say, "It's okay, Bugarati, those women don't like you because they are blind."

"Hey, don't confuse Bugarati with you. Bugarati is very popular with women in Naples, but he doesn't find women himself." Apache said.

"...You are all listening, right?" Mista saw the eyes of Fugo and Nalanka looking over quietly with black lines all over his head, then turned his head to meet Giorno's black face, and waved his hands quickly, "I didn't tell you about you!"

"Cough, I'm sorry, we all know about it." Fuge said proactively, "Don't worry, it has nothing to do with Mista, it was leaked by the assassination team."

"They also told you that you will never be able to catch up with Mr. Pandora, I bet you can! You will definitely be able to, Jolu... Well!" Nalanja said excitedly, and then Fugo covered his mouth suddenly.

However, it was already too late, and Giorno quickly made up the cause and follow-up: "So you guys even opened a gamble."

Bugarati was a little embarrassed, mainly because he couldn't control the restless thoughts of his subordinates: "Well, but that's not gambling, it's betting on some things, um...it can be regarded as truth or dare."

"By the way, Apache is a traitor. He bets that you won't be able to catch him. If you can catch him, he will buy you xx sets." Nalanja broke out an even more exciting news.

Unexpectedly, Giorno did not get angry, thought for a while, and said to Apache: "Then I will order the strawberry flavor."

Apache: "..."

"Wow, you brat is very confident." Apache's face was stinky, "Just because you little brat still wants to catch up with someone, heh, he is the actual controller of a big company, no matter if it is money or status, you all want to catch up with him." Far from…”

"By the way Apache, I want xx brand."

"...Are you listening to me!?"

Giorno suddenly sighed: "Apaki, since I was a child, I have been a person who will definitely achieve it as long as I set a goal, so this time is no exception. I have a self-righteous dream, which is to protect all of us. Those who want to protect, let Italy be their shelter, blowing the wind of justice to every corner."

Apache was a little confused: "So?"

"It's no exception when it comes to dealing with Mr. Pandora. No matter how much time is spent and what methods are used, I must be the only one who can stand by his side in the end." Giorno looked directly into Apache's eyes, "I have already I have made up my mind, so please don’t say such meaningless words anymore, I hate meaningless things, because it is meaningless (no 駄).”

The eyes of the two met in the air, and Apaki vaguely saw something unusual in Giorno's eyes.

Probably because of his previous experience as a policeman, Apache was much more sensitive to everything than ordinary people, so he noticed something was wrong with Giorno when he first joined the team.

If I have to say it, I feel incompatible with them. Giorno must have other purposes for joining them, planning dangerous things in his mind, and has a deep city, which means that he will give up the dangerous thoughts in his mind. In practice, he has this ability.

That's why Apache rejected Giorno in every possible way before, because he was afraid that Giorno would involve them and Bugarati in unforeseen dangers, which would lead to their complete annihilation.

What happened later confirmed his guess that this kid was born to be rebellious.

Apache has always been very accurate in seeing people, so this time, he also saw it.

This kid...is serious.

Apache narrowed his eyes: "It's terrible, you. I really sympathize with the people you are targeting."

Giorno looked away, just smiled and didn't answer.

other people:?

Although they don't understand what happened, they must have been fed dog food, right?

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