[Tutor Squalo] Moon and Shark

At the hospital that day, I finally avoided the tragic fate of being blacklisted by the hospital.Thanks to my wit, I remembered that I was a supernatural being, able to teleport in a small range, and resolutely countered Squalo before the gun went off. I used the quilt he used to wrap me just now as a weapon, and wrapped him in turn. Become silkworm baby.Naturally, the silver-haired proud shark glared and yelled in dissatisfaction, so I had no choice but to coax him like a baby.

"Didn't you say you haven't slept for five days? If you have time now, just sleep for a while." I kissed his forehead and took the opportunity to rub his hair.

He stared at me, the tightened lines on his forehead gradually loosened.I thought he would at least try to be brave, but he closed his eyes and gave a low "hmm".

As a result, I was exhausted, and I had to look energetic just now.

The single room is expensive, but the equipment is good. At least the bed is wide enough to fit this big shark in addition to me.He rolled over on his side, hair down his back, and held me in his arms, like a little girl going to sleep with her favorite soft toy.

I would have laughed at him another time, but then I touched his face and felt that his cheeks were more sunken than before.High cheekbones are easy to look haggard, but haggard still looks good.From the hair to the eyebrows to the bridge of the nose to the lips and chin, no matter how this shark frowns and stares and stays up all night cultivating immortality, it is still very good to look at.Especially when leaning on the pillow like this, with eyes closed and silent.

It's not that I feel sorry for him, I'm just bewitched by beauty.For the same reason, I couldn't resist kissing the blue shadow in front of his eyes again.

"Good afternoon." I said.

However, if you think that from now on, Spelby Squalo and I will be sweet, live together, only envy mandarin ducks but not immortals, then you are wrong.From Italy to Japan, and then from Japan to Italy, after such a toss, the two of us are still the two of us, I am my wage earner, and he takes care of his Balian and the boss.In other words, I am still a scumbag mafia dreaming of early retirement.

But there are still some changes.For example, my former superior in the combat unit has died, it is said that he died in an attack by a hostile family, so I have a new superior, who is a bit like Sawada Iemitsu, an outside consultant, ruthless, cunning and cunning. Still have a bit of righteousness, and won't ask people to do unscrupulous things.My previous superior was not like this. The old man was pretty bad. He even secretly fucked his lover's husband to death, and he also shielded his own slut.But to be honest, he was okay with me, so when I knew he died, I couldn't help being sad for a while, and finally bought a bouquet of flowers to put in front of his grave, which is also a thank you for taking care of me during his lifetime.Although the "care" of the mafia is much more distorted than normal people, it is still a bit of good intentions after all; good intentions are worthy of gratitude and cherishment.

Human nature is complicated, just don't think so much, just follow your heart.

My name is still on the roster of Balian fringe members.If I didn't pay attention, I actually became the most experienced senior among the peripheral members, which is really surprising.The people who were on the list with me back then were almost extinct, and new faces crowded in again. With the longing for the so-called "elite assassination force" and "the strongest inside Vengley", they enthusiastically took up weapons and prepared to fight. People bar.From the historical data, the vast majority of them will die, but the strange thing is that everyone is full of confidence, thinking that the one who dies will not be themselves.

Whatever they want.

After Kudaime woke up, the first thing he did was to call XANXUS over.God knows what they talked about. In short, "Balian rebelled for the second time and once again tried to kill Jiudaimu and frame another heir" such an event that was enough to cause a bloody cleansing was lightly suppressed.Except for the important cadres of the central government, the ordinary family members didn't know what happened, and thought that Jiudaimu had really deteriorated in his health.You see, let me just say it, Kudaime really has nothing to say about XANXUS, the adopted son.

Probably after this time, that crazy XANXUS finally reached a little bit of consensus with the general public, and felt that his father was very interesting to him.After returning from Jiudaimu, Balian remained silent, did not try to seize power again, and did not respond when the Jiudaimu family regained power. XANXUS even acquiesced in the fact that Balian hangs double-sided flags, which is tantamount to admitting that they are "the assassination force directly under the ninth generation", not the so-called independent force that was clamoring before.

The gods fight, and the little ghost suffers. I don't know what the little soldiers and generals who died in the power grab in the first half of the year are.Although most of them are scumbags who are not worthy of pity when they die, it is inevitable that people will sigh that they are really unlucky. What kind of oh.

But I am not qualified to say this.I'm also a scumbag mafioso with dirty hands and a love for a shark after eating weights.This shark is cold-hearted and cold-hearted. It can be called the mafia of the mafia and the meat grinder of the killers.

But if so...if so, he is really different to me.Or even the exact opposite.

So, so be it.

Fortunately, in the next six months, due to the weak health of the Jiudaimu, and most of the upper echelons were loyal to the Jiudaimu, the entire Peng Gelie implemented a smooth and inward-looking strategy, and even transferred out part of the dangerous illegal industry share. , hoping to survive the intergenerational replacement smoothly.No matter what people think inside, at least on the surface, the family shows a peaceful atmosphere, and even the assassination missions have basically disappeared, as if we are some innocent organization that can survive by chatting happily every day.

No matter how long this illusion can last, at least I am secretly relaxed, cheer up and live my peaceful little life.If you have wine today and get drunk today, you will worry about tomorrow and worry about tomorrow.And maybe I can successfully retire before the storm hits?Be optimistic!

Like a wounded monster temporarily dormant, Peng Lie licked his paws unhurriedly, fiddled with the food reserves in the site from time to time, to show his presence and maintain his influence.And I, as an elite cadre who won the battlefield and went to the hall, was often taken by this giant beast to deal with domestic and foreign companies, and to discuss business (protection fees) with Bai Dao and so on.This kind of cross-border large company is not a good bird, and the business is not going anywhere clean, but whoever made us a scumbag mafia, if I handle it, at least I will be more scruples about ordinary people and innocent people.Even if this is my self-comfort.

There are too many people to deal with, and after coming and going, I actually recruited a few rotten peach blossoms.Those self-righteous letters and roses did nothing but make Squalo so angry that he wanted to chop up the garbage.I comforted him by saying that this is all crazy bees and butterflies, and he doesn't need to be serious, and he can't just see the people chasing me, but also people who run on me openly and secretly.This is Europe, and there are quite a few racist bastards here. While despising me, they think that their superior race can fuck me casually.Of course, these people have been beaten by me secretly.

A few days later, the people I mentioned were beaten again. It is said that the injuries were serious and the scene was miserable. I don’t know if they will be able to lift for the rest of their lives.Anyway, let me say that the things some of them have done are not worthy of death. Even if Squalo killed them directly, I have no objection. Anyway, it is impossible for the law to punish this group of so-called high-ranking and famous people.

Sure enough, I am already a mafia, after all, I have lost the fear of killing ordinary people.

But why is Squalo showing mercy?When he was young, he was notorious for never holding back his hands. Now, as the second in command of the assassination team, what does Ao Shark have to worry about?

... That's why I said, I can only eat the weight and love him with all my heart, there is no other way.The more I became aware of the details, of his jerky, almost clumsy efforts, of his attempts to be with me, the less I could ignore them.Sometimes I even think, maybe I will never realize my ideal of retirement in this life, because it is impossible for sharks to retire, but can I really leave again?

With the previous Squalo, I can.But in the face of this, I can't say it well.Probably not.Can't.Certainly not.

In fact, I have known for a long time that the blood of the mafia will not fade away because of the loss of me. Even if I retire, I just get rid of that kind of life by myself, and someone will take my place, and the blood that should be shed is not enough. will decrease.

So, let's do it first.This is my plea to my own conscience.I only justify once, and it's meaningless to do more.

Unexpectedly, after Jiudaimu was abused by the unfilial son again, people in the know—including me—thought that he would not be able to last long, but unexpectedly, the boss recovered well and his physical condition gradually stabilized.He called me up once, when he started taking care of some important business himself.

He asked me the usual questions that I always ask in years, and finally asked me out of the blue when I was going to marry Squalo.I didn't realize it at all, and I looked at the boss stupidly, thinking that you are XANXUS' father, not Squalo's father, right? Why does the Italian tradition mean that the beloved son's younger brother gets married or not?It's hard to say, after all, I'm not Italian.

The boss looked at me and smiled.I remembered that when I was a child, the boss was also smiling, but at that time he made me scared and even breathless, but now he has kind eyes and no threat at all.

"Let's wait." I resolved to be cautious, "No rush, no rush."

The boss didn't force me either.He asked, as if casually, and then told me that because of my special relationship with Squalo, he had decided to open a small back door for us.As the rebellious second-in-command of Balian, that shark still has access control at night, but he can choose from now on, whether he returns to Balian or sleeps in my apartment.

Is this an important benefit...?

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