Guardian of the Right Hand of the Tutor

On the fourth day of Youya's stay in Snow Country, she couldn't help but want to run away.

Sitting in front of the window, you can see the entire snowy land, but Youya's heart is not here, and has long since drifted back to Pengo Lie.

"Miss, Milia wants to see you."

Dolan knocked on the door and said very politely.

Everyone in Phyllus is only active in Youya's territory, except Dolan, who is the liaison between Youya and Miria, that is, the secretary of Quanbao.

Because of these complicated systems, except for Dolan who does things well, others are prone to make mistakes. Although the punishment in Snow Village is not difficult, it is just transferred from indoors to work in a cold tourist attraction, but how can Youya have the heart to make everyone suffer!

"I see, sister Dolan doesn't need to be so restrained in front of me, just call me Youya like Yamen and the others!"

Dolan nodded with a smile, pushed his glasses and did not speak.

But what is Miria looking for me at this time?

You Ya took a deep breath, and coiled up her snow-white long hair, the oppressive feeling on the top of her head could make her a little colder.

"Miss,"

Seeing You Ya sitting down dignifiedly, Miria smiled in satisfaction, "I have already sent someone to Pengelie to inquire about the news, but I heard that the situation is not very optimistic."

"Not too optimistic!?"

You Ya's eyes widened a little, and she suppressed the thought of rushing back, but still kept her cold tone, "What's wrong?"

"The specific situation will not be known until the subordinates come back, but please rest assured, Miss, depending on the situation, maybe I will take action myself."

You Ya was brought up by Milia, how could she not know that You Ya was pretending to be patient?

Originally, I wanted her to stay in Snow Country for a while longer, but it seems she couldn't bear it anymore.

Forget it, let her go back earlier and cherish the time left...

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Vengley Headquarters——

After You Ya left, everyone was busy with training, the technology research and development department was constantly improving the fingerwheel, and the person who conducted the physical test for the new fingerwheel was Yusi.

Because at present, he is the only one among the crowd who has aroused all the flames of death energy of several attributes.

"How about it?"

Irie was waiting nervously for the prison temple to speak,

I don't know how many works this is, and each work has big and small shortcomings. Seeing the passing of time, everyone is pinning their hopes on these newly upgraded thumbwheels.

"No... I still feel unstable..."

Ji Ji put down his thumbwheel, wiped the sweat from his brow,

"Actually, I think we don't need to add all the attributes of the flames of death energy like them. After all, not everyone can use it."

"That's right, but apart from this method, I can't think of any other way to improve performance, hiss—"

Zhengyi clutched his stomach, sat on the chair next to him, picked up the stomach medicine and stuffed it into his mouth.

"You can't always rely on medicine, Masaichi-kun."

Johnny II handed over a cup of hot water, and while resting in the prison temple, several people once again devoted themselves to the transformation of performance.

While he was busy, the door of the R&D department was suddenly opened. Lan Bo walked in holding his bazooka and put it in front of Zhengyi, "The bazooka is broken, fix it!"

"Sorry, Rambo, we are busy, can I fix it for you later?"

Zhengyi scratched his head in embarrassment, and turned his eyes to the prison temple for help. He knew how troublesome this kid was, and it was not suitable to be disturbed at this time.

Prison Temple understood, stepped forward and grabbed Lanbo,

"You kid, go and play, don't you see people working!"

"Octopus Head!! Let me go!!!"

Lan Bo punched and kicked in mid-air, struggling to stay away from the prison temple, but the prison temple refused to let go, and the two actually scuffled!

It's a pity that due to the exhaustion of the prison temple just now, he was kicked in the head by Lanbo without paying attention. When he released his hand, his body tilted to the side.

Lanbo took the opportunity to slip away, and Yuji rushed over, but failed to catch Lanbo, but bumped into the ten-year rocket launcher, and the rocket launcher caught Irie Masaichi again by coincidence.

"Ahem...this is, what's going on..."

Ten years later, Zhengyi stood up from the smoke and hugged Lanbo who had fainted beside him, "What a coincidence, I was going to be miserable ten years ago..."

"This is……"

Prison Temple was dumbfounded seeing the fully armed Zheng Yi,

This outfit, this weapon, is Irie Masaichi fighting! ?

"Huh? Thumbwheel?"

Zhengyi ignored the prison temple, picked up the thumbwheel that had fallen to the ground and frowned, "Sure enough, this is the problem!"

As soon as the words fell, Irie Zhengyi threw the fingerwheel on the ground forcefully, trying to destroy him.

"Hey!! You bastard, what are you doing!! Are you crazy!!"

Prison Temple hurried forward to hold Zhengyi.

"This thing can't be kept!! Absolutely! It must be abolished!!"

Entering the river is pushing away the prison temple,

"You can see that ten years later, I am at war because of this finger wheel! Back then, Obiri and his group wreaked havoc on every mafia family after they developed the finger wheel. Vongola has already been wiped out!!"

"What are you talking about!! No, it's impossible! How could Pengo Lie be destroyed... Then what about you! Who are you fighting with!"

Yuji couldn't believe Zhengyi's words, if Pengo Lie disappeared, then Judaimu, everyone...

"Everyone in Pengo Lie was fighting in the Land of Snow. I was on the way to deliver a letter for Youya, and was accidentally discovered by the enemy. I was sent here while escaping. Ten years ago, I was miserable..."

Zhengyi squatted on the ground with his head in his arms, and the time passed by. Seeing that it was almost time, Zhengyi suddenly stood up and grabbed the shoulder of the prison temple, "Promise me, the finger wheel must be abolished! Now only You can change the future, otherwise, not only Peng Gelie, but the entire mafia world will suffer!!"

After receiving the response from Prison Temple, Zhengyi breathed a sigh of relief, closed his eyes, and prepared to be teleported back ten years later.

However, the time was obviously exceeded, and it still did not start.

"shit!!!"

Prison Temple thought of something, ran over to pick up the bazooka, "Little devil said, this thing is broken..."

"No way! Could it be that the me ten years ago is going to die like this!! No, I haven't disappeared yet, but... ah...my stomach...!!"

"Don't worry! Just fix the bazooka and you'll be fine!"

Prison Temple clumsily comforted Masaichi, "Well, you fix it here first, and I'll tell Judaime what happened ten years later!"

Yuji quickly ran to Tsunayoshi to convey Zhengyi's words. This matter is no small matter, and the finger wheel is the key to this war.

"However, Masaichi-kun, even if we abolish the finger wheel now, Obilly still uses it!"

In the R&D room, including the small meeting of the guardians, Gangji struggled for a long time, not knowing what to do.