Gangji crosses again

impossible! ! !

Damon Spedo almost forgot to breathe, his eyes were wide open to a frightening extent, and the whites of his eyes were full of bloodshot eyes.

Giotto was wearing a striped suit and black cape just like the day he left Italy.

Even though the mask covered his brows and eyes, Spedo could confirm that it must be that person.

But how is this possible!

That person is not some illusionist, he can transfer his body with such a powerful spirit to survive, and Damon Spedo is also confident that there will be no one in this world who can deceive his eyes, even Xiao Shi The Kirimori who has the eye of reincarnation in the world can't do it either.

"Stop it, Damon."

You see, even the voice is so gentle that he hates it.

"nuhahahaha," Spedo smiled sarcastically, he unceremoniously attacked Giotto, no matter what it is, as long as it is destroyed, "actually using his appearance, huh..."

He hated that person to lead Pengo Lie, but it doesn't mean anyone can imitate him.

Scythe and Shoukai collided again, and Indigo and Jinhong finally reunited on the battlefield after a hundred years.

Damon Spedo was breathing heavily, not because he had experienced such a long and difficult battle, but because he couldn't see through the flaws in this 'fake'.

If you want to imitate a person's appearance, conversation and small habits, you can do it through training.

However, the fighting style accumulated by a person through experience cannot be exactly the same no matter what.

What's more, that person owns Giotto·Vongole.

Every move of his seems to be seen through by someone in advance, and that flame... is definitely not wrong, it is that person.

"Impossible..." Damon Spedo murmured dazedly, "How could he still be alive?"

Giotto unceremoniously seized this opening of Spedo, and before the other party took out the magic mirror, he punched Damon in the face, knocking him down hard.

Although it was fine to see him with a magic mirror as if he was dead, but waking up in the sea the next day was definitely not a good experience.

And they were all worried about whether the spirit of this guy who didn't come to hell has died, but they didn't expect...

Heh, in that case, when we meet again after a long absence, old friends should naturally greet each other.

Greeting and greetings with physical fists to the flesh is what they do in Pengelie.

With a smile on his face, Giotto gently stepped on Spedo's back, took off the rings on his hand one by one, and said, "How are you, have you calmed down, Damon?"

After venting a little bit, the former godfather squatted in front of Spedo with great interest, and asked: "I won't talk about Vengley's ring, how did Kozart's ring come from, you go to dig the grave ?”

This expression, which looks calm and elegant, but is actually full of schadenfreude, is indeed that bastard! ! !

"Although I'm not used to it, forget it." Giotto didn't have the idea of ​​unsealing Vongola's ring right now. He picked up the Lan ring, threw it out, and said, "G, I'll use it later."

"Understood, Priom." The red-haired man was dominant in the air, he raised his eyebrows and took it without taking it with him.

"You..." Damon Spedo wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, still with a look of incompetence on his face, "Who are you?"

Human or ghost?

He doesn't have any religious beliefs, but at this moment he has to doubt his own three views.

"Giotto, G, I'm here too." Suffering a heavy blow to the back, Spedo almost coughed out his lungs, "Spedo! Hahaha, you're really fine, I'm just saying that your scourge can't be inexplicable disappeared."

"You!" After hundreds of years, Damon Spedo would not get used to Naker's sudden shoulder hook, he was no longer shocked, but numb.Spedo shook off Nucker's arm, leaned on the scythe to barely stand up, and said, "So, what's the matter with you? Ghost? Or something else?"

The wound on the corner of his mouth was involved during the speech, which made his expression look even worse.

"Ah? What are you talking about, Spedo?" Nuckle asked back with a frown.

"Arnold just came back from the border and went to the main hall to retrieve the relevant files. He will come later," G closed his pocket watch and said, "He said try to catch up with Tsuna Ji's succession ceremony."

"As for that guy," G gave Spedo an unkind look, and said, "He's not dead yet."

"what?!"

"I'll talk about this later," Giotto also handed the ring to Nakel, "Daimon, the guardian of Ganga, are all of them in your phantom formation?"

"Nuhuhuhuhu, I don't have to answer your question," Damon Spedo's face showed a blunt chill, he looked at G and Nukel as if in a certain period of time in the past, once he said this With such words, one wants to argue with him, and the other looks ready to persuade him to fight, his heart is astringent.It's boring, he told himself, there's no need to feel nostalgic for this familiarity, but he finally let go and said, "Yun Shou is not here."

In his investigation, the person named Hibari Kyoya fits Yunshou's position very well.

Strong, arrogant, dismissive, wandering outside the family like floating clouds, but caring about the leader of the family, he can grow into a reliable guardian of the family.

But now, the main expression is still the word arrogance, and Damon Spedo has no interest in the addition of a battle madness in the plan.

"Well," Giotto nodded, looked at the treetop not far away, and said, "Little gentleman over there, can you come out for a while?"

Li Baoen jumped down with agility. Even he, who witnessed the demeanor of Chu Dai and others a hundred years ago, felt incredible.

However... the eyes of the killer Black Doudou seem to have casually glanced at Damon Spedo, this recorded betrayer is still treated strangely by the first generation as a companion.

"Priom." For Giotto, who single-handedly founded Vongola and was known as the strongest leader in history, the killer still had some respect.

"It's the child of the rainbow," Giotto said with a little emotion in his tone, "then you are Gang's...?"

"Family teacher." Li Baoen replied cautiously.

"Please bring Yunshou of the tenth generation." Giotto didn't care about Li Baowen's guard, although he was sure, he still kept watching the progress of Sawada Tsunayoshi's succession from time to time.He closed his eyes, and the flame ignited on his head again, "Today, in addition to the succession ceremony of the tenth generation, there will also be a guardian qualification test."

"Don't worry," Giotto said, looking at the serious killer, "Trust Gang."

The number one killer in the other world squinted his eyes. Of course he believed in the students he trained by himself.

However, performing an inheritance ceremony at the age of 15 is unheard of among the leaders of the past dynasties. Today, when Vongola's status is still unshakable, it is not in his plan for Tsunayoshi Sawada to conduct an inheritance ceremony with great risks so early.

The killer silently looked at the leader who should not have existed in this world.

He knew he couldn't refuse, but when he turned around, a icy light like a blade flashed in his eyes.

He didn't like the feeling of being out of control.

The killer found a place with a better signal and called his big apprentice in a bad tone.

Hibari Kyouya did release his fighting nature happily in Italy, although Dino Gabrione, who was beaten, didn't feel that way.

From the enchantment of the succession ceremony of Pengo Lie's badge, the boy's sobs came out suddenly.

Li Baoen's hand tightened, and the speed of his speech remained the same, but his voice was somewhat gloomy.

"Giotto..."

"I believe in him."

Giotto frowned, he could feel the inheritance process, those dark histories, those sins accumulated by Vongola were too heavy for this kind and excessive child, but these were unavoidable.

He sighed. Originally, he also wanted to keep this child away from these disputes, but things backfired.

"Ah, ah, why did my uncle see someone I hate again?" Lan Bao walked over with one eye closed and put his hands in his pockets. After D. Spedo gave him a cool look, he trembled. After a while, he wanted to shrink behind Giotto, "Hey, Giotto, he stared at me!"

The godfather sighed helplessly, and elongated his tone: "Sapphire, Damon."

These two people stared at each other like kindergarten students, then turned their heads away.

Zhao Li Yuyue followed up and said that the style of this warrior now has a little more of the elegance of the Heian era, and I don't know if it is caused by the environment of the Dongying Heavenly Kingdom.

It's just that the person who followed him made the usually calm Giotto's expression froze slightly.

"You~Hello~" The black-haired beast greeted everyone in Chinese, and Bai Ze said with a smile: "Ah, Giotto finally met someone, congratulations, congratulations, congratulations."

"Mr. Bai Ze," Giotto's smile made Lan Bao tremble. Even though his face was gentle, the aura around him still made people shudder. "Thank you for your blessing."

"Then why are you here this time?"

"Satan gave him an archangel's blessing kiss mixed with demonic power. I'm a little curious," Bai Ze waved his hand and said, "I know you're busy with business. I'm just here to watch, so don't worry about it."

"Really?" After saying this, Giotto really turned around and didn't say a word to Bai Ze.

Lan Bao poked G's arm curiously, wanting to ask what happened.

In the past, Giotto would only smile like this when everyone was fighting and destroying the headquarters without explanation, and since his death, he has hardly seen Giotto like this.

"Don't ask nonsense," G covered Lan Bao's mouth, asking him what to say, saying that Giotto and Bai Ze had a drinking competition, got drunk, hit him by mistake, and got a "blessing", which caused Giotto to fail to hit the top ten one after another. world?Lord Lanshou, the right-hand man, felt that Giotto still had to maintain his precarious image, so he asked instead, "Why hasn't Arnold arrived yet?"

"It's almost time... But why should I contact that battle madman?" Lan Bao rolled his eyes slightly.

Damon Spedo looked at the scene in front of him with a smile and indifference.

He used to loathe his aristocratic status and regarded Pengo Li as his shelter, but in the final analysis, he was incompatible with these people.

The indigo mist spewed out of his hand quietly again, but the moment Giotto turned his head, it left and disappeared into nothingness.

Just like a primary school student who was caught by the teacher in class.

"What's the matter?" He deliberately used a nonchalant tone to cover up his guilt.

"Damon, I have always agreed that you are my Mistguard." Giotto said gently.

"...Speaking straight, or have you finally learned how to act hypocritically from those people?" Damon Spedo rubbed his arm with an ominous premonition, "Put away your ridiculous face, Giotto· Vongole, I don't admit that you are suitable to be the leader of Vongole."

But he was watched by Giotto's inclusive eyes, and he could only grit his teeth and ask irritably, "What are you trying to say?"

"I need your illusion, Damon."

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After Damon Spedo arranged according to Giotto's request with twitching corners of his mouth, the succession ceremony finally came to an end.

Everyone clearly heard the young man's firm oath.

He refused to inherit that wrong power and chose destruction instead.

The astonishment of the first-generation guardians was only a little better than the consciousness in the ring. Only Giotto felt relieved, frowned, and sat... on the gorgeous throne provided by someone D passively.

"You're very good at talking big, Stupid Gang," the killer who was waiting on the side kicked him unceremoniously, "However, you did a good job, Ah Gang."

"Libaoen..." Sawada Tsunayoshi gasped, and struggled to get up from the ground to sit. The corners of his eyes were inevitably filled with tears and became wet because of the pain, and he couldn't help crying out in pain: "It hurts!"

This complaint from the teenager in normal training is completely different.

Li Baoen was sure that his control over strength would not cause Sawada Tsunayoshi that much pain.

Until he saw the dried blood on the boy's body, which was the same color as the school uniform, and the neat tear in the clothes on the abdomen.

He inspected the boy's body gloomyly. Although there was nothing on the surface, there were a few places where the boy would feel unbearable pain when touched by a cup.

And on the teenager's abdomen, there is a flesh pink line, which looks like a huge wound that has just healed.

No one knew more about the various methods of killing than he. With just one glance, he could deduce how the scar was formed, how deep the knife stabbed, how much blood would be drawn, and how likely he was to survive.

"What's going on?" The killer's small cold hand touched the wound of Sawada Tsunayoshi, his tone was cold, without a trace of warmth.

"This, that," the boy scratched his head, pursed his lips and dared not meet his tutor's eyes.Then he apologized, for making others worry about himself, for not being able to avoid it, "I'm sorry..."

"Actually, it looks serious. It doesn't... hurt at all, really." Li Baoen's slightly increased strength made Sawada Tsunayoshi break out in cold sweat, but he still tried his best to bear it, with an almost invisible smile on his face .

The killer became even more irritable.

He could hardly control his anger anymore, pulled the blood on Sawada Tsunayoshi's clothes, and sneered: "You won't tell me that the blood is not yours, will you?"

He was so angry that he stopped using interrogative sentences.

"Yes, I'm sorry, but in fact, these just look scary...not that...serious..." Sawada Tsunayoshi's voice became weaker and weaker under Li Baoen's gaze.

Giotto, who was not far away, heard the conversation between the two clearly.

As the coward in the team... no, Lan Bao, the vigilant representative, if it hadn't been for Naker to stop him, he could hardly control his urge to blow his hair and run away.

Giotto's expression can no longer be said to be scary or penetrating!His whole body!It's all dark! ! !

Vongole Primo, the current diplomat of Western Hell, no longer restrains his momentum.

The overwhelming coercion mixed with killing intent even made Damon Spedo kneel on one knee unsteadily.

The killing intent appeared only for a moment, and as Giotto stood up and turned around, the killing intent quickly dissipated into nothingness.

The moment that was so fast that people thought they were suffocated just now was an illusion.

but……

Click, what is the sound of ice crystals rapidly solidifying.

"Demon Spedo, can you please, ok, ok, explain?"

Daemon Spado, Dangerous.

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