The waste firewood of the five family

——You can move freely until the next mission.

This is a message from Gin.

Great, it seems that the boss didn't say anything.

Gangji breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help showing a smile.

Since it's not bad news, then...

Tsuna's cell phone vibrated.

Tsunade's smile froze on his face.

Due to the special nature of his current job, Tsuna has been setting his original mobile phone to silent to prevent exposure, but it is a coincidence that Wu and others did not contact him during this period.

until today.

Changing the mute to vibrate is Tsunayoshi's behavior after coming to Mihua Town. After all, it is more appropriate to use the original mobile phone to contact the partners. These contacts should not appear in the mobile phone belonging to Sour.

But I didn't expect that the first person to contact me was actually Toku Tara.

——Tsunaki, can you come and meet the king now?

Just a few words, but gave Gang Ji a very bad feeling.

——I’m free now, I’ll go right away, are you at the bar?

—Yes, please hurry up if you can.

--clear.

Duo Duo Liang let himself go to meet Zun.

But why?

Tsuna picked up the phone and sent Conan an apology message, but his mind was running fast.

Is it the matter of the colorless king?

I did entrust the Armed Detective Agency to hand over the Colorless King to Zun, so what did the Colorless King do?

The more Gangji thought about it, the more disturbed he became, and he quickly took a taxi.

"Go to the HOMRA bar, please hurry up." Gang Ji got into the car anxiously, "I can add money."

The driver was a little puzzled, but he nodded in response and accelerated the speed of the car.

As soon as the car stopped, Gang Ji opened the door and rushed out.

He pushed open the door panting: "What's wrong with Zun?"

"Gang Ji?" Zhou Fangzun lazily opened one eye, and looked at Gang Ji, whose appearance was completely different from before, "Why did you become like this?"

Only then did other people in the bar realize that the blond boy was Tsuna Yoshi.

But they didn't bother to ask about Gangji's situation at the moment.

"King, don't move around." Tokuta Tara was extremely nervous, then turned his head and smiled at Tsuna Kichi, "Sorry, everyone is not in a good mood right now."

"It's okay," Tsuna shook his head, "What happened? Is there anything I can do to help?"

"Probably not." Shiju Tatara smiled wryly, "King's sword..."

He didn't want to continue talking.

Gang Ji was overwhelmed by the sudden news: "Wait, wasn't it fine before?"

Then he quickly realized something: "Where is the colorless king?"

"Don't care about the Colorless King." Zhou Fangzun said with his eyes closed, "That guy has already been given to Munakata."

"Then..." Gang Ji looked at Zhou Fangzun blankly, and then at ten bunches of tatara, "what's going on here?"

"There is a problem with the Dresden slate." Zhou Fangzun said, "The speed at which the Weitzmann deviation reaches the critical value has been accelerated."

"How could this be..." Gang Ji froze in place, "It's because of the slate..."

The Dresden Slate approached Tsuna three years ago, trying to make him king.

At that time, Gangji was still in a coma, and a lot of strange information suddenly flooded into his consciousness.

That is the memory of the slate.

"Sorry, I don't want to be the king." Tsunakichi politely rejected the power of the slate.

However, Dresden Slate seemed to be unwilling, and tried to forcibly pass his power to Tsuna.

"Don't go too far." In the consciousness space, Tsuna's pupils turned into a dazzling golden orange.

Although the Dresden Slate failed that time, its domineering and unreliable behavior still left a deep impression on Tsuna.

"Respect now..." Gang Ji said with difficulty: "How long can we hold on?"

"I'm already doing my best." Shishu Tatara looked at his hands, his hair was hanging limply on both sides of his face, "How long can I last?"

Over the sky.

Above Zhou Fangzun's head, an extremely broken red sword of Damocles slowly appeared.

Shaky.

On the other side, Reiji Munakata frowned on the way to the HOMRA bar.