[Tutor] Hello sir, goodbye sir

The days passed by day by day, and I have spent nearly four months here in a blink of an eye.

During these four months, I not only got a taste of the local conditions and customs of Sicily, but also saw what is called the rampant mafia.

In Italy, the folk customs are relatively tough, and the control of firearms and ammunition is very lax. Almost as long as it is a mafia family, there are so few ammunition.This kind of situation is even more common in Sicily. As long as you go out, you can hear about family Rush nine days out of ten. The only difference is that the location of Rush is different.

I have seen more than five large-scale Rush with my own eyes, and the scene is called a thrilling building of Kukukaka... It looks like "The Matrix", with arms and legs flying around, all over the ground All are abcdefg various blood types.

Of course, it is not only the Mafia family that suffers from the Rush, but also the surrounding residents.When people are fighting, they have to close the doors and windows quickly, for fear of being sprayed with blood; when they are done fighting, they don't know how to clean up the battlefield, and they have no sense of public morality.What do you tell the surrounding residents to do with those broken arms and legs?

Does sending it straight into the kitchen improve lives?

There are even more hateful types. Some families are so poor that they don’t even recognize their mothers, so they come out to rob the residents who usually live peacefully.

In fact, stealing money is fine, I just can't stand the scum who claim to be the mafia but are actually local hooligans bullying children and bullying women with grinning teeth and grinning faces.

People who live here provoke you?Stealing other people's money and stealing their daughter?

Is there any humanity left?

What about the mafia? They really have no quality. o(╯□╰)o

I have the same point of view as I can't understand what some mafia are doing, which leads to this result——

The mafia who just finished the crime met well, at most they were hit by a sea of ​​stones coming out of nowhere, with a head on top.When you meet me, you will be greeted by the storm and thunder, and one will be killed, and one will be killed.

As a result, the small town called our group of children the "Army of Justice", and they were warmly welcomed everywhere.

From time to time, you can also receive anonymous gifts or something.

It's not once or twice that a little girl confessed to her in the street.

It's such a helpless thing to be so popular o(╯□╰)o

One day, I happened to be sitting on the sofa reading a book called the base, which is actually a ruins, when a child ran in in a panic.

"Is Melanza not here?"

"I went out with G, what happened?"

"Paul...Paul, he was bullied by Landlord Quinn..."

"What did you say?!" I widened my eyes in surprise.

This damn Quinn, who was just struck by me with a lightning strike three days ago so that even my mother didn't recognize him, is he able to bully people so soon?

It really deserves to be a dragon set, and its vitality is really tenacious.

"Their family's food has been robbed by the landlord... Now it's hard to survive."

"You go and tell him to buy some food. I'll go to Paul's house first, and I'll let him meet me at Paul's house later."

"understood!"

After closing the book, the child and I ran in different directions...

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When I arrived at the door of Paul's house, I saw Paul's parents carrying Paul, who was about to be injured, into the house.

Paul was dying on the stretcher.

"Mother Paul, what's going on here?"

"Melansa, you are here..." Mother Paul told me the reason of the incident while crying. "Paul didn't come back this morning when he said he was going out to play... just now, Landlord Quinn dragged him over, saying that Paul was caught stealing his things, and that our family's food would be confiscated as compensation..."

"It can be repaired!!"

After hearing what Paul's mother said, I cursed and hurriedly helped carry Paul into the house.

Paul is such an honest and kind child, how could he steal things.

Don't say you didn't steal it, even if you really stole it, you can't beat people like this!

It's too much to bully people like this!

"What can we do now... We don't have the money to treat Paul's injuries at all!" Paul's father rubbed his hair angrily.

"I have a way to cure him, you don't have to worry."

Healing is the basis of the White Curse. Although it requires a high degree of concentration, this little thing doesn't bother me.

I put my hands on Paul's belly and began to chant the mantra sincerely,

"Angels who rejoice in nothingness,

Please return to the troubled and filthy world,

because of the injured body

Need your power to heal

I am the connector of the world

Heed my command—Holy Light Healing! "

The golden light enveloped Paul gently, and the wound on his body was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. Paul's parents were surprised from ear to ear.

"I hope you can keep this secret for me with the 'Justice Army'." I winked playfully at Paul's parents. "Because if this gets out, I will be arrested as a wizard."

"Of course, we will never tell." Paul's mother nodded vigorously.

"Thank you for saving Paul, Melanza, thank you!" Paul's father bowed deeply to me.

"This is what I can do, and there is nothing to thank."

Thinking of Paul's appearance just now, I can't beat my anger. "It seems that Quinn is doing well, anyway, I should go say hello to him!"

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Holding a huge pressure cooker in my hand, I shouted hello.

"Hey!, g, come and help!"

"What is this, Melanza...wow, it's so heavy..."

As soon as I laid hands on him, I quickly transferred the burden to him and moved my sore arm.

"This is the meat I pulled from Quinn. Damn, it's too much for one person, pig."

"What happened to him?" G kindly helped carry him.

"It's nothing, I guess he won't be able to come out in a short time."

Thinking of Quinn's pig head being beaten into a pig head three by me, I am in a happy mood.

Let you bully people!

You deserve to be beaten by me!

"Let's put these things in the shed at Paul's house." ← Tired and sweaty.

"Why don't you just send it over there?" ← I was puzzled.

"Always give people some self-esteem." ← A relaxed g.

I said, your small body is not good either.

Both of them were carrying the same thing, looking at G's calm look.

Look at you again, you are as tired as a dog.

How can you fix pots and pots in the future! o(>﹏<)o

But having said that, why do I feel that this plot is so familiar?

I remember that there was an important npc coming at this time...

So we found a money bag in Paul's shed...

What did I say, I just said that there are npcs!

He picked up the purse and turned it upside down. "Whose purse is it?"

"If nothing else happens," I pointed to the red-haired boy wearing a hat who was drifting away in front of me. "It should be his."

"Hey! Wait a minute!" He followed without saying a word.

I'm not talking about you, you and the money bag are really destined.

It was mine last time, and this time it belonged to the original Simon.

I think you don't want to set up any pots and pans in the future, you might as well make a living by picking up money bags.

There is neither danger nor labor.

What a good job... =. =

"Hey, I'm calling you! The red-haired one!"

Hearing the shout, the red-haired boy finally turned around. "You dropped your wallet and left it in the shed at Paul's house."

"Hey...?" The red-haired boy was obviously taken aback when he saw the money bag in his hand. "Yeah...this is really troublesome..."

"I left that wallet there on purpose."

The red-haired boy deliberately emphasized the tone of the words "deliberately falling on". "Paul was bullied by the landlord, and the whole family had no food or drink. I really can't bear to see this miserable situation."

suddenly realized. "That's it... Then I'm really troubled... But you don't have to worry about Paul's family."

"We left our food purchases in Paul's shed."

The way of imitating the red-haired boy also emphasizes the tone of the word "fall".

The red-haired boy raised his eyebrows appreciatively, and then smiled.

"Haha... you did the same?"

"Yes." He also smiled.

"I'm Simon Cozart, and I'm here to play with my aunt."

"I've heard about the Simon family from my uncle."

"My name is," pointing to me and g. "They are my partners Melanza and G."

G, whose name was called, smiled helplessly.

And I nodded politely.At this time, I can fully express those self-cultivation and appearance, but when it comes to a certain occasion—for example, when I am offended, or when I beat someone, these people For me, things that are useless are just floating clouds in the sky...

But under the calm surface, my heart is surging——

I rely on Amano, you moth, why did you make the characters so beautiful? The little brats at this age are so juicy and so eye-catching. When they grow up, they can’t be a disaster to the world. Hey!

How can you embarrass me. o(>﹏<)o

Cozart grabbed my hand excitedly. "I've heard of you! It's you who repaired that black pawn shop owner, right?"

"Hey...it's nothing, it's all trivial, not worth mentioning."

Scratching my head, I was a little embarrassed to be praised suddenly.

Anyway, Lao Tzu is now a local celebrity~~~^_^~~~

"Let's make friends." Cozart looked at the Venus kirakira flashing in our eyes.

"Of course." He never refuses anyone who comes.

"It was that kid who beat me and even robbed our pressure cooker! You guys have to make decisions for me!"

From far away, I could hear Quinn crying.

At the end of the street stood a few men in black suits with hideous faces and holding guns. It was no need to guess that these men were the mafia that that scum of Quinn had come to seek revenge.

I said Quinn, why do I feel that hitting you is not the point.

The point is that I robbed your pressure cooker, right?

However, you go to the Mafia just for a pressure cooker, what are you doing!