[Comprehensive] I'm thinking about quitting the club every day

I sat cross-legged on the bed, looking solemnly at the ring box in front of me.

This thing is like a hot potato in my hands, and it's not okay to ask Ace to send it back. It feels weird to keep it for myself.Jiudaimu is getting old. Although I have adjusted his physical condition, the early illness still left him with sequelae.If it wasn't for his poor health, he would not have found an heir so quickly.

On the contrary, I, with the mood of "looking for a scapegoat", planned to put that unlucky son of Sawada Iemitsu in the position of the tenth generation of Pengelie, even though he was still just a brat.

conscience?I don't have this kind of thing.

Compared to feeling sorry for the little boy of Sawada Iemitsu's family, I might as well feel sorry for myself.

After Ace guarded the ground floor, Jotaro didn't even open the door for me. Damn it, why did he take the initiative at noon!What are you doing!Shake me!

I was so angry that I hammered the bed, and the ring box bounced from my hammer.

I don't want to sleep alone, I want to sleep on Jotaro's bed!I just hugged the seal pillow and rolled, and now I ran to find Jotaro... To put it bluntly, I didn't really dare.I am afraid that I will be hammered by him.

Then I turned my attention back to the box containing Vongola's ring - this thing is too important, although I don't want it, but it would be bad if I lost it.After thinking about it, I took out the ring and put it on my finger.

For many people in the other world, the Vengley Ring symbolizes strength, order, power and status. It is true that when the ring comes out, who will fight against each other and order the gangsters to be the only ones.But for me, Vongola's Ring means hair loss, hair loss and hair loss.When I was acting as an agent of Jiudaime, I suffered from severe dessert dependence, so that it is impossible for me to quit sugar now.

Well, in fact, I don’t have the willpower to quit sugar.

I turned off the light, got into the bed and closed my eyes, anyway, let's sleep first.

When I opened my eyes again, I found myself in a pure white space. There was no furniture in this place, and there was no place to sit when I was tired from standing.

Double attack?

Ability?

immortal?

monster?

I hugged my arms, tilted my head and fell into thinking, if this was an attack, it could involve me, Ace would have been killed long ago-I believe in Ace, unless he is dead, otherwise he is Never let people go to the second floor.

And if the other party has the ability to kill Ace, then unless there is something else to do with my life, I can't just be locked up.

There was an even worse conjecture, that I might be dead without knowing it.

No, I haven't met that Jotaro yet.

Moreover, if I am alone in this place now, if the other party wants to talk about conditions, then it should almost appear by now-unless he wants to use the lonely psychological warfare to wear down my will first, and then find a way to control my thinking And so on, in this case, it is more than willpower.

"puff."

My ears twitched, and someone's laughter right behind me was the kind of excessive mental activity in the front, fighting wits with the air, but he couldn't hold back the laughter when he watched the whole process through the screen.

"Don't be so nervous—"

"I hit!"

The moment the other party spoke, I immediately jumped up and punched him unexpectedly.

"Take my trick of Erlong Xizhu, and then eat my trick of Mount Taishan! Ha! Ha! The tornado destroyed the parking lot!" I didn't have a chance for this strangely dressed young man. An inhumane act of self-defense.

"Ugh! Wait, I'm not—poof! I'm not—"

"Look at my German back bridge throw!"

"Pfft!"

"Strong man locks men!"

"Death, death, death—the spine, the spine is about to break..."

Under my stormy, wise, quick-response set of operations, this slender young man with blond durian head lay on the ground in a "don't stop" pose.

"Hoo." I got up, clapped my hands, and turned him over.

This face looks familiar, as if I've seen it somewhere before.

I squatted down and poked his face, "Hey? You've been controlled by me. You have three seconds to tell the whole story, or don't blame me for giving you another one."

"..." The young man slowly opened his eyes, "I don't have any conspiracy, the agent of the ninth generation."

Ah, can you call me by this name... the people from Pengo Lie's side?But I haven't heard that Peng Gelie has such a space system ability user?If so I have no reason not to know.

And this face is really familiar, I seem to have seen it somewhere... I can't remember it for a while.

"You're so cruel." The young man took out a handkerchief and wiped his face, "How could someone who saw his ancestors beat him unconscious without asking anything, if I hadn't died... "

ancestor?already dead?

I sensitively grasped the key words in his words.

Wait, I remembered, no wonder this face looks so familiar, isn't this guy the first generation of Vengley, my Italian ancestor who gave me a little useless Italian blood? !

"It's over, it's over, I won't die too, I'm still young, I'm not married, and I haven't even had a serious relationship, I don't want to die." I crouched down with my head in my arms.

The ancestor put the handkerchief back into his pocket with a blank expression, then took out another clean handkerchief and handed it to me, "Be good, don't cry. You are not dead."

"?" I looked up at him.

"I called you here because I wanted to tell you something, don't worry, this is Peng Lie's Dakong Ring...Pfft!"

I gave him a belly punch.

Pengo Lie I: "????"

"If you say you are my ancestor, I will believe it? What if you have some hallucinogenic substitute ability, or the phantom created by the illusionist intends to wear down my will, then brainwash me, and finally cheat me of some incredible secrets? Or what about my bank card password?!"

"... Nine generations of agents, you are too suspicious." The man who called himself Peng Lie I stood up holding his stomach, "You are too cruel."

"Show me evidence and tell me something that only one generation knows, otherwise I won't believe you."

His expression became serious.After a while, I took a deep breath, "I dug the tunnel in Pengo Lie's interrogation room."

Ah, that's the authentic... It's indeed a bit old, and judging from the clues left inside, it should indeed be a relic from a generation ago.

In other words, is this person really a generation?

"Not enough, what did you promise Talbo and didn't deliver?"

"Find the arrow."

"How old is the laurel tree in Vengley's garden?"

"By your generation, it should be two hundred years old."

Well, it should be the first generation.

I rubbed my chin suspiciously, "So why did you come out to meet me in my dream? Let me tell you that I am devoted to Jotaro, even my ancestors cannot shake my love orientation."

"..." Pengo Lie I was expressionless.

"?" I raised my eyebrows and looked at him.

"I was a little worried about whether you should inherit the Pengo Lie ring, so I planned to care about and enlighten you, but now it seems that it is not necessary." He said very honestly, "You yourself It can completely solve the problem.”

"...You surprised me just because of this?" I felt itchy again.

He took a step back abruptly, "Even so, you are too ruthless as the agent of the Ninth Generation. There is someone who beat up his ancestors like this."

"You don't look like an ancestor either. Don't tell me that you originally planned to appear as a magic stick, and then play the role of a soul teacher, waiting for me to realize it, and regain my confidence with gratitude, right?" I squinted and complained. .

"Cough cough." He coughed dryly, and regained the expression of the holy father, and his whole body seemed to be covered with a large piece of holy light, "Nine generations of agents..."

"Call me Hanako. It's too pretentious to call Nine Generations Agent. It doesn't look like a kind old ancestor at all, but like a strange magic stick."

He held back for a long time, then changed his words, "Hanako, in fact, you don't have to worry about whether you want to inherit the Vongola ring..."

"I haven't struggled with it. I never planned to inherit the Vengley ring from the very beginning. I planned to cheat on my cousin who is still in kindergarten."

"..."

"Besides, this ring can't show its real strength in my hand, right? Pengoile I?" I looked at him, pursed my mouth, and then reached out and patted his shoulder without awe, "You Say this is the space of the ring? Don’t tell me that you’ve been living here since you died. Can you see what’s going on outside? From the way you pulled me into the ring for a private chat, I think it’s okay, right? When a generation is confused, you have to run out to be the soul mentor of the Holy Father? Is it so hard?"

"..."

"Hey, let me tell you, what I'm confused about is not whether to inherit the ring, but what I'm confused about is that I can't catch up with the boy I like. Do you work as a part-time relationship counselor, my ancestor? It is said that only straight men know what straight men want. What, my ancestor gave me two tricks to teach me how to catch up with a straight man."

"..."

"Also, next time, don't pull people into the group chat quietly next time. I have a bad heart and I'm easily scared. Look at you, you're still playing middle school mystery at a very old age. How bad it is. ah……"

A flower suddenly appeared in front of my eyes.

I opened my eyes, and what I saw was the ceiling of my room.

Wow, the ancestor kicked me out of the group chat because he couldn't stand being annoyed by me.

What's the matter with this person, let's not say that he is dead, this 100-year-old soul, if you say that you pull people into private chats, you will pull them into private chats, if you say that you kick people out of the group, you will kick them out of the group, Are you so capricious?

I haven't asked him how to chase straight men correctly? !

Forget it, I'll figure it out myself.

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Witnessing the second life who was beaten in the first life: Hahahahahahahaha

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There should be another one tonight

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