[Comprehensive] Disaster caused by SMS confession

Now the mafia is really big.

With a slumped face, Bei Chuanyuan watched himself gradually being submerged in pink smoke, without the slightest freshness or excitement of time travel in his heart.If you insist on describing it, simply express it in three words.

Shit, shit, and shit.

The materialism in Bei Chuanyuan's heart is gradually collapsing as he experiences more and more bad things.That is to say, ten years later, the rocket launcher will still be more or less nonsensical. Not only will Newton cry, but Einstein will want to perform the magical theory of eating books in public.Although the theory is a bit miraculous, at least it has a bit of science, which makes materialism remain an empty and dilapidated building.

In fact, Bei Chuanyuan had somewhat struggled with this.

For example, when Tsunayoshi Sawada felt a little guilty about using it for selfish purposes, he poured a lot of oil on it in time.

"Gang, you see, it's not good to abuse your private power, no matter what you do," Beichuan Yuanyu said earnestly, with the attitude of persuading the ignorant youth to change his ways, "Although I don't recommend you to follow the path of the mafia, but since you want to Let's go, we have to go well, right?"

At this point, the expression on Zetian Tsunayoshi's face was somewhat relaxed.

Bei Chuanyuan hurriedly added fire.

"The most important thing is, if you do this, your boss will definitely not be happy, your boss will not be happy... Anyway, the mafia boss will definitely bleed for at least three meters when he is angry!"

Kitagawara's tone was firm, and Tsunayoshi Sawada was speechless, "I should have said that I am Judaime. Senior, what do you think Judaime is?"

"Of course I know about the tenth branch leader (caporegime)," Kitagawara nodded, and said seriously, "After you confessed to me that day, I went to check the information. Although in Japan, the caporegime is already The supreme leader is here, but you belong to the Italian Mafia. Above the daime, there are at least small bosses (sottocapo) and bosses (capofamiglia).”

"..." Tsunayoshi Sawada was in a delicate mood. He was the kind of person who was clearly the boss of the Mafia, but he still wanted to listen to an outsider analyze the organizational structure of the Italian Mafia with him.

However, Kitagawara is generally right. In Italy, very few organizations refer to the supreme leader by generations.

Vengley is an exception. He has always been accustomed to layering in the Japanese way. In fact, he communicates in Japanese every day.Speaking of Gabrielone, it's the same, obviously the founders are all orthodox Italians...

and many more.

Sawada Tsunayoshi suddenly reacted, and grabbed Kitagawara who was quietly moving his footsteps to escape with a black line on his face.

Should I praise him for his skill in changing the subject...

"...Senior, what do you want to do?"

Kitagawa Haraton stretched his waist pretendingly, "Exercise your muscles...exercise your muscles and bones, it is definitely not to escape!"

***

According to Tsunayoshi Sawada's explanation, something like a rocket launcher will exchange people from now with people from ten years later.In other words, Tsunayoshi Sawada is not sure whether the Kitagawara who teleported there will definitely be near him ten years later.

In response, Sawada Tsunayoshi suggested, "You can make a phone call."

Bei Chuanyuan shook his head desperately with a flattering expression, "No, no, you see that you must be busy with everything every day..."

Sawada Tsunayoshi stuffed a recording pen into his hand involuntarily, "Remember to record a sound."

You are so fucking well equipped... Bei Chuanyuan suddenly felt a stomachache.

"Also, senior," Tsunayoshi Sawada finally reminded, "Because the bazooka exchange time is only 5 minutes after ten years, please hurry up. Of course, I will always be here waiting for you to come back, and Your recording."

Bei Chuanyuan glanced at him unrequitedly, "Let's make friends, A Gang."

Sawada Tsunayoshi remained calm and unmoved by his words, "Didn't we end our friendship a long time ago?"

Bei Chuanyuan felt a sharp knife go through his chest fiercely, and the degree of stomach pain increased with time.

And what happened next fully proved that his stomachache journey would not end so easily.What Tsunayoshi Sawada did not expect was that there are countless parallel worlds in the universe, and the bazooka could not always send people to the corresponding future ten years later.

There will be a world where Tsunayoshi Sawada and Kitagawara are familiar with each other, and naturally there will be a world where the two have never met.

And fate...

It has always been a cheating thing.

***

"Don't worry about Judaimu," Jiyoji stood in front of the desk and promised, "I will definitely punish those guys from the Security Department, who dared to leak such important information as Judaimu's phone number! The same goes for the person who made the harassing phone call, he must be made to pay for embarrassing Judaime at the meeting!"

Sawada Tsunayoshi covered his forehead with one hand, and already had a headache, but when he heard the prison temple rambling about the meeting, he felt a series of trains roaring past in his head without any rules.

It happened during a routine meeting this afternoon.

For such things as routine meetings, Tsunayoshi Sawada has always been more accustomed to calling it a small war. Every time a table is not smashed, a door is broken and a computer is damaged, it cannot be regarded as a meeting.

When Tsunayoshi Sawada exhausted all his efforts and finally finished talking about half a sheet of A4 paper and was about to usher in liberation, his phone rang suddenly.

At Vengley's meeting, there was never a request to mute the phone.In fact, in order to prevent the voice from being blocked during a fight and delay important events, almost everyone comes to a meeting with their mobile phones turned up to the loudest.

Sawada Tsunayoshi answered the phone amidst the noise.

At first, he was puzzled by this strange calling number, but since it was impossible for ordinary people to know his number, he didn't take it too seriously and answered it directly.

"Hey?"

"..."

"...Hello?" Thinking that maybe the surroundings were too noisy and the other party's voice could not be heard, Tsunayoshi Sawada simply turned on the speakerphone.

And this is probably the beginning of all tragedies.

"...Excuse me," a boy's voice came from the opposite side, "I'm a little too shocked."

"Excuse me, are you..."

"Bei Chuanyuan," the other person spoke quickly, "do you mind if I ask you a few questions now? Ah, of course it won't take you a long time, as long as I finish asking."

...why does it sound like a sales call?

Tsunayoshi Sawada started complaining in his heart, but after thinking about it, his telemarketing advertisements were impossible to get in.He finally listened patiently.

"of course can."

The other side took a deep breath, "Do you still like me now?"

Maybe it's because the hands-free effect is really good, or maybe it's because everyone present has excellent hearing.The moment the boy finished speaking, the entire conference hall fell silent.

Sawada Tsunayoshi fell into an extremely embarrassing state where it was not right to hang up the phone, and it was not good to not hang up.

"Kufufu... It seems that I really came to the right place today," Liu Daokuo smiled gloatingly against Kurom's body.

Takeshi Yamamoto smiled very naturally, "Is that Gang's old lover?"

"...Where did my old lover come from?!"

"Isn't it?" Takeshi Yamamoto touched the back of his head, "Because that person said 'return' just now, doesn't that mean that you once liked him, Tsuna?"

"Wait..." Tsunayoshi Sawada covered his face with tired hands, "But I don't know him at all, okay?"

The boy's voice came from the phone again at the right time, "Hello, are you still there? The signal here is a little bit bad, did you say something just now? I'm sorry, I also know that this question is embarrassing, and it may be a bit strange. But please answer me seriously."

"This gentleman," Tsunayoshi Sawada said with difficulty under the eyes of the crowd watching the show, "I don't know where you got my phone number, but I'm sorry, I don't know you. Maybe It’s not necessarily because you entered the wrong number.”

"No," the boy quickly denied, "it's impossible to make a mistake, and how could I not recognize your voice! Well, please don't babble, answer me quickly... I really don't have much time gone."

Speaking of the latter, the voice of the other party became deeper and deeper, with a somewhat sad atmosphere.Tsunayoshi Sawada was speechless.

"Looks like I'm a fanatical fan, and I wanted to call you before I died." Liudao Mu said with a faint sarcasm, "I really didn't expect that a poor mafia like you can still Someone called to confess to you."

Is this a fucking confession? !This is basically asking me to confess to him!

"...boring." In contrast, Hibari Kyouya's attitude was much colder.

Sawada Tsunayoshi is especially grateful to Hibari Kyoya for this. After all, in such a life-threatening embarrassing scene, there is nothing better than his attitude that has nothing to do with himself.

But the call still wasn't over.

Tsunayoshi Sawada bit the bullet and said, "I don't know what you misunderstood me, but I can say with certainty that I don't like you." To be precise, I don't know you at all.

"What," the tone on the other side suddenly changed sharply, "What did you just say?!"

Tsunayoshi Sawada was just thinking about whether what he said was too cruel and unsympathetic, and was about to change it to a more euphemistic way of saying it, when he heard the boy's voice excited like never before.

"Don't like me? Seriously?! That's great!" The other party's joy could almost be transmitted through the radio, "By the way, please repeat what you just said! Be more complete, I want to record a voice !"

Shaking M? This is it? !

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I don’t know why the chapters where Kitagawara doesn’t make trouble are particularly boring…