Sawada Tsunayoshi stared at his accomplice.
The silver-haired young man had no expression on his face as always, and looked very distant.
However, he neither shook his head nor nodded, which, based on past experience, was a sign of tacit agreement.
Sawada Tsunayoshi leaned back in his chair, looked at Gin's expression, and chuckled.
He subtly recalled someone.
The other person did not appear in his memories very often, but if we talk about Sawada Tsunayoshi's life, it is impossible not to mention the other person.
He appeared in Sawada Tsunayoshi's memory even earlier than his other companions. In junior high school and elementary school, when Sawada Tsunayoshi was still a little cub wearing a little yellow hat, that person - the one named Hibari Kyoya had already appeared in his life trajectory.
As the discipline committee chairman who was both powerful and influential at a young age, and the patron saint of countless children of Sawada Tsunayoshi's age who both respected and feared him, Sawada Tsunayoshi originally thought that the intersection of his life and that of Hibari would only end at the daily routine discipline inspections, but as fate would have it, he and Hibari became people who could support each other.
Occasionally - really just occasionally, when Sawada Tsunayoshi was with Gin, he would think of Hibari Kyoya.
Although one of them is Japanese and the other is mixed-race, one has short black hair and the other has long silver hair, they have similar rebellious personalities and are both reliable companions who can be trusted.
Inviting Gin to become an accomplice was partly an important step to gain his trust, but more importantly, it was also his idea.
——It would be nice if we could become companions.
Amidst the countless smoke and noise, Sawada Tsunayoshi looked at the figure with silver hair and black clothes and thought, it would be great if he could become his companion.
That's what he hoped for, so he said so.
Time and again, the organization's ruthless Top Killer agreed to his request, and invisibly tied the two of them firmly into the same camp. Although the so-called "accomplice" had not been personally acknowledged by the other party, their actions had already proved their relationship.
And this time, Sawada Tsunayoshi made his request again.
——This is the last time, he couldn't help thinking, watching the other person leave.
Tsunayoshi Sawada took out the petrified pacifier.
The heat in his body hasn't dissipated yet, but Sawada Tsunayoshi knows that now is not the time to rest.
He stroked this thing whose original appearance had long been unrecognizable, and he was cautious even when he stroked it lightly.
He hesitated for a long time, and finally tentatively released some fire inside.
The flame input was quite large at the beginning, and he could feel an invisible force resisting, like some animal stretching out its claws or hooves to kick the flames.
So Sawada Tsunayoshi hesitated and changed the intensity of the flame, but it seemed a little too little. The opponent kicked him urgingly, asking him to increase the firepower.
By the time he found a pacifier that was just right for feeding, the young man was already sweating profusely.
At this moment the door was kicked open rudely. Gin, who had returned, stood at the door and smiled at him coldly.
"Hey, Gin?" He called out the person's name a little slowly.
Gin stood at the door and glared at him for a while, which made Sawada Tsunayoshi wonder if the other party thought he had a strange habit in a strange place just because he was holding a pacifier in his hand.
But Gin shouldn't be such a person?
He thought hesitantly, always half a beat slower than his usual thinking speed.
Gin looked at the brown guy staggering with a dazed expression, and felt a little irritated in his heart.
Although the situation cannot be said to have been completely resolved, at least they are now in a safe state.
Under such circumstances, Tsunayoshi Sawada was still tired.
Gin could see at a glance the fatigue on the brown-haired young man's face.
His eyes darkened, he picked up the confused rabbit and threw it into the bed, then pulled the quilt up to his nose, and stopped when the brown-haired young man cried for help.
Sawada Tsunayoshi struggled to pull himself out from under the quilt and met Gin's deep green eyes.
Although he sometimes thinks of his former friends because of someone's eyes, in fact, Sawada Tsunayoshi can clearly distinguish between them. Even if they have similar or even the same eye color, each person is different.
Among all the green-eyed guys around him, there is no doubt that Gin's eyes first remind people of the biting cold wind of Siberia.
This is not a gentle color.
When I looked over, those green eyes were like a thousand-year-old pond, deep and cold. Just one glance at them made me feel a chill down my spine.
Everyone who is close to Gin would not say that he is an easy guy to get along with, and Tsunayoshi Sawada is no exception.
If he had been with Gin ten years ago, he would have probably been scared to tears on the first day.
After all, he is undoubtedly a villain, and his behavior is flamboyant and unbridled, which always reminds Sawada Tsunayoshi of a certain Xanxus who is said to belong only to the previous Vongola leader, the ninth generation Timoteo Vongola.
His uncle (crossed out).
If they could meet, they would probably get along well.
However, when he thought about the possibility that these two guys could meet, Tsunayoshi Sawada's super intuition reminded him that this might not be a good thing.
Why?
In fact, he really wants to have a Vongola assassination team that he claims is directly under his control (laughs).
His brain was dizzy and he was thinking strange things. When he thought about Gin wearing a uniform similar to Varian's and standing in the Vongola, instead of feeling relieved that he finally had a team that could compete with that old and still spoiled uncle, Tsunayoshi Sawada's eyes blushed.
——The red of the fiscal deficit.
Sawada Tsunayoshi: …
He suppressed his pounding instinct and felt that he had found the reason why he felt something was wrong.
There is nothing perfect in the world, Tsunayoshi Sawada thought deeply, just like there is no annual report in Vongola that does not have a financial deficit.
But this is too far-fetched.
Shaking his head and shifting his attention back to the silver-haired young man in front of him, the only remaining CPU started to spin, and Sawada Tsunayoshi tilted his head in confusion.
"What's up, Gin?"
Gin felt a slight headache after a long time.
To be honest, the organization's top killer hasn't felt this useless for a long time - after all, in the past, if there was something that gave him a headache, he would usually just shoot it and make it disappear.
He pressed his brows, took out a thermometer and asked the brown-haired young man to put it in his mouth.
Sawada Tsunayoshi tilted his head, thinking that it would be useless even if he measured his temperature - he was definitely burning anyway, and other than physical cooling, other means would probably be useless.
However, when Gin stared at him like that, Tsunayoshi Sawada subconsciously imagined him as a giant Siberian cat, pacing around the two-legged beast anxiously, flapping its tail.
#My human race is dying, what should I do#
#Are both Jio beasts so fragile? It looks like he will die if touched#
#Your big cat is worried about you (Awesome.jpg)#
He couldn't help but mutter and shrank into the quilt.
"But there is still work to be done," Mr. Godfather tried to argue. "Bermode and the other code members are coming soon, right? I have to go out and meet them."
——Before he could finish his words, he was suppressed by Gin's force.
"I'll take care of those guys." He said, and rescued the guy who had stuffed him into the quilt.
The silver-haired man lowered his eyes and stared at the brown-haired young man.
Sawada Tsunayoshi had no idea what he was thinking. In fact, he still felt a bit nervous when he recalled what happened in front of Crow today. After all, although he had an agreement with Gin, he was also well aware of his loyalty and cold-bloodedness.
In such a situation, it is not surprising if the other party chooses to stand on the side of the crow.
But he still chose himself.
This made Sawada Tsunayoshi feel a little flattered.
His feverish brain had been spinning so fast for too long that it short-circuited for a moment and rolled around on the bed. Seeing that Gin was about to leave, he suddenly grabbed the corner of his clothes.
Gin turned around with some confusion.
Sawada Tsunayoshi was a little slow to realize what he was doing.
He regretted extending his hand, lowered his head in embarrassment, and prepared to let Gin go and leave.
But Gin didn't know what he was thinking. After a pause, he leaned down, trying to hear clearly what he was saying.
The scent of the seven stars belonging to the Kurosawa formation once again enveloped the surrounding air.
Sawada Tsuneyoshi lowered his eyes, and after hesitating for a long time, he finally reached out and put his arms around his accomplice.
"I'm sorry," he said softly, "but I'm leaving it to you."
In this unfamiliar environment, Gin's body stiffened for a moment.
Even Vodka, who had been with him almost all the time, rarely stayed so close to him except in battle. Therefore, after suppressing the urge to counterattack, he became a little stiff after a long time.
——But only a little.
In Sawada Tsunayoshi's opinion, the other party just had nothing to show for himself.
The silver-haired young man hadn't even turned around completely, but after being "suddenly attacked" by himself, he turned his head and looked back, with cold words written on his face like "Is there something wrong?" "Is your brain burned out?" "Your unused brain can be donated to people in need, like me."
He quickly let go of her hand out of courtesy, and watched Gin just adjust the brim of his hat and leave without any expression, and he couldn't help but puff out his cheeks childishly.
Although it was an act of some kind that came to his mind, this was not the first time.
To be honest, as the relationship between them became closer and the young Tsunayoshi Sawada gradually revealed his true character in front of his friends, he would occasionally behave in a childish manner.
The reactions of the companions varied. The cutest one was Jigokuji. The young man with short silver hair suddenly had red cheeks, which spread all the way down to his neck. Then he fell backwards as if he had seen Bi Yangqi's poisonous food.
——The reaction of Gin, who has the same color scheme, is not so cute.
The Godfather shook his head, huddled under the quilt, and was soon swept away by sleepiness.
…
On the other side, Gin walked out of Johnny's room.
In the not-so-big living room, there were quite a few people standing here and there.
If Bourbon was here, he would definitely realize that this is a paradise for undercover police officers - as long as these guys here are caught, the organization will be disbanded on the spot, and they won't have to work so hard in this crappy distillery to make counterfeit liquor.
But Bourbon was not there, so these codenamed members who belonged to the senior level of the organization gathered together, with different expressions.
They gathered in groups of three or four, whispering something, and occasionally looked at others with caution, with murderous intent occasionally flashing across their faces.
Among this group of people, the most unique one is probably Bermode.
In fact, she has already received a round of blame, but the woman holding the Crow's [will] originally had a unique position in the organization, which could be said to be second to none. She also had the will left by the boss himself. Although everyone was eyeing her covetously, she could do nothing now.
"Hey, Bermode," the impatient guy stood up, "What did the boss say? Isn't it time to tell us?"
Once one person starts something, others will naturally follow suit.
"Yes, that's right. This is the top priority right now."
"And suddenly they said the boss had passed away, and suddenly they said this woman had... Who knows if it's true or not?"
"Humph, I think it's probably fake. I haven't heard of Johnny being the next boss." The man muttered, "Even if it's Boss Rum..."
Hearing this, Rum's fans looked over gloomily.
"Yes." The man spit out his tongue like a venomous snake, "And as for Lord Rum's matter, I think we have to settle the matter as well."
Vermouth originally ignored the criticisms from this group of guys, but this person directed his criticism directly at her, and even Vermouth did not frown.
She didn't have a good temper to begin with, so she retorted immediately.
"It is indeed necessary to settle accounts," the blonde said, crossing her legs, looking down as she ironed the wrinkles on her skirt with her hands. It seemed that she didn't take this person seriously at all. "After all, he was a traitor who tried to assassinate the Boss. Logically, you, you, and you should be preparing to deal with your affairs now."
These words hit like a landmine. Except for the few people she named, the other members of the organization looked at each other, and looked at the guys who originally belonged to Rum with some suspicion.
"Hehe, I know you're waiting for Gin to come." A guy who didn't participate in the argument and was cleaning his gun raised his head and said, "Before Johnny's and Gin arrive, I'll kill all these people first. This can be regarded as a gift to the new boss."
The members of the organization have never been good people.
After someone said this, those guys who might not say it elsewhere but generally have some unique experience in shark killings started to make plans in their hearts.
Only the small group belonging to Rum that had jumped out swallowed their saliva under the gaze of their former colleagues. Although they shouted "We don't know what the facts are yet", they were already chilled physically and mentally.
Gin arrived in such a tense atmosphere.
The other members of the organization were more or less trying to look around to see what the rumored new boss looked like, but they didn't expect that there was only a simple-looking Vodka following him.
Being stared at by so many senior members, Vodka was a little dazed. He raised his hand hesitantly and waved it like a lucky cat.
Everyone: …
Gin was a little confused as to why he brought such a guy out to embarrass himself.
However, the winery boss did not show such feelings on his face.
Under the anxious or suspicious gazes of the crowd, he lifted the corner of his clothes and sat down on the top seat casually.
The whole space was silent for a moment.
"Hey Gin! Johnny's got it! We don't want to see your old face!"
Soon, noisy sounds arose. There were people who supported rum, people who were close to Johnny English and gin, people who had always been neutral, and people who were just here to enjoy the show. The various members of the distillery were making a lot of noise, as if thousands of crows were circling around his ears.
Noisy.
Gin's eyes began to scan the group belonging to Rum. The murderous intent and sense of oppression from the battlefield made the guys who were chattering and asking questions suddenly shut up.
When Gin's gaze scanned everyone and fell on Vermouth on the other side, all that was left was the other person's silent smile as he looked at him.
Gin sat on the chair with one leg crossed.
He ignored these guys who were like quails shrinking their heads due to the murderous aura, and slowly took out a pack of cigarettes.
Vodka, the good brother who always follows him around and protects his big brother, lit the fire for him very skillfully - he used the Saturn lighter that Johnny English had once given to Gin.
Gin took a slow sip and exhaled with a long breath.
The hunter's gaze returned to the prey.
"Sir, we have both the warrant and the order. Who else has objections?"
The green pupils' urgent and oppressive gaze swept among the crowd, allowing these guys who had their own thoughts to at least remain calm on the surface.
Several people belonging to the Rum faction looked at each other and decided to lie low for the time being.
With Gin's kind and tough push, the news that Johnny English will become the next Boss spread like wildfire within the organization and became a "rumor" that was nailed on the board.
After a short rest, Sawada Tsunayoshi returned to his position as leader. Although it was painful, he still needed to take control of the entire organization first.
There is no need to worry too much about this. After all, although his influence is mainly in Italy, Gin has been deeply rooted in the organization for many years and has power and energy that cannot be underestimated.
Most members of the organization accepted this arrangement without objection, except for most members of the Rum faction who opposed the new boss.
Gin gets angry when it comes to this. The top killer of the organization is like a shark that smells blood. They will kill all the Rum faction that tries to oppose Johnny's promotion through various means such as explosions and assassinations to prevent Johnny from getting the top spot.
Finally, only a small handful remained.
This group of people is something that even Gin finds troubling.
Most of them had deep ties or connections with Rum. With Rum's fall, they either lost their protection within the organization or refused to believe that Rum would rebel against the Boss, and chose to abandon the new Boss.
"That Gin guy is just a mad dog."
In the dark warehouse, one of the group was struggling to change his bandages, his face gloomy as he thought of the man who had chased them and left them with nowhere to escape.
Others either agreed or remained silent, and finally said nothing.
They are too tired.
Originally, with the support of Rum and the organization, this group of people could thrive in any dark area. But now that they have left the organization, they have become a housewife without rice, and even decades of experience have no room to play.
Gathering their last weapons and connections, they decided to launch one final attack.
"Not even Gin could have thought of that." The leader chuckled.
They counted their equipment and checked all aspects of the plan in an orderly manner. Just when everything was going on in an orderly manner, the door of the warehouse suddenly opened.
A blinding light shone in, and the rebels quickly hid in the bunker, shielding their eyes from the overly dazzling light and looking at the newcomers with empty eyes.
Not gin.
——This conclusion made them feel relieved.
"Which friend is that in front?"
Someone stood up and asked.
The leader said nothing, searching for information about this familiar-looking guy in his mind.
Wait, is this...
The black-haired young man heard their question and immediately smiled.
"I am just a nobody," he said loudly, his scarlet eyes shining with an unusual brilliance, "but I heard that you are looking for a way - a way to heaven."
The leader frowned.
Someone heard him mocking himself for seeking death, and immediately fired a bullet at him.
Then he dodged the opponent swiftly, and in the blink of an eye, the young man with black hair and red eyes was already approaching him.
"Wait he's Johnny's...!"
The leader finally remembered the guy's name, but before he could utter a word of warning, the other party approached him.
The words got stuck in his throat and disappeared as the blood drained away. Before his body hit the ground, the leader completed the rest of the words in his mind.
——He is Johnny's "mad dog".
Novan Dutch tilted his head slightly, accidentally letting the man's blood splash onto his cheek.
How annoying! He has to go see the Boss later.
The young man was unhappy, so his movements became much more ferocious. He stepped on the leader's head, whose eyes had lost focus, and wiped the blood off his face with the back of his hand.
Look at others with a smile.
All the people here are evil without exception, so even if the boss who never agrees with him as a shark knows what is happening now, he will definitely not blame him.
No, even criticism is good.
Novan couldn't help but blush when he thought of his boss scalding him, beating him, or even stepping on him like he was stepping on that guy whose name he didn't know.
Someone took advantage of this opportunity to attack him, but Novak dodged and killed the opponent.
He uttered a "tsk" and continued to help the leader solve his problems.
Only one left.
"Um...are you going to run away?"
Novan asked, tilting his head.
The man was about to lose the will to fight, and nodded quickly upon hearing this.
Although Novan had not carefully memorized the information of this group of people, he still remembered them after a rough thought.
He is the middle of the Rum faction and was once an expert at doing "business" with the Vietnamese. Later, his heirs returned to Japan to open a sake house. He is an important hub for Rum to communicate with officials.
He twitched the corners of his mouth.
"Okay," he said, "that's enough for today. I'll let you go... Well, can you go to heaven?"
The man paused, then became ecstatic and ran quickly past the girl.
The curve of Novan's mouth quickly straightened, and a bullet took the life of the fleeing man.
Novan Dutch sighed regretfully.
"What a shame, Paradise is closed today.*"
…
"Hey, don't you even close the door?"
Suddenly, a young man's voice was heard in the darkness.
Scotland, a former member of the organization who was actually an undercover Japanese public security officer, turned around suddenly, pointed the muzzle of his gun at the guy who came in through the door, and looked tense.
Of course.
After all, he is being hunted down now.
Only three hours had passed since his identity was discovered. During these short three hours, Morobu Jingguang experienced an extremely thrilling period.
First, the identity is exposed.
At that time, he and Chianti were carrying out a sniper mission outside - carrying out the mission was secondary, in fact, the main purpose was to train newcomers. Listening to the other party excitedly complaining about the changes in the organization, he reluctantly said, "Boss Gin is awesome."
Scotland, who was worried about Johnny's safety, smiled awkwardly but politely.
Chianti made a "tsk" sound.
However, after spending so much time together, she also knew that Scotland treated Johnny as a subordinate but was actually like a father to him, and she was not surprised by his reaction.
After thinking about it, although Chianti has never been oppressed by power, if it is Johnny who is added, it is indeed within her ability to bend and stretch to please the other party who is destined to move up.
So Chianti comforted the worried Scotland.
"Don't worry, Johnny will be fine," she paused, "and Johnny is the boss. Even if something happens, Gin will be the first to take action."
She became happy again when she heard Gin taking the lead, thinking all the way about Gin's heroic death, and Chianti stepping on Gin's skull to ascend to the top, becoming Johnny, oh no, now it should be the Boss, and the bright future of becoming the number one person at hand.
Cohen & Scotland: ...
Cohen: "Wake up you Chianti."
However, this interruption did make Scotland's expression relax a little.
Logically speaking, a direct superior with whom he had a good relationship suddenly became the new boss after the boss died of a sudden illness (according to external sources). In that case, as a guy who should have risen to fame along with his subordinates, he should have been dancing with joy.
However, neither Scotland nor his superior, the newly appointed Boss, are pure members of the organization, but undercover agents from the Japanese Public Security Bureau.
In this case, the story has a thriller quality.
Therefore, even though he now knew that his senior would definitely not have the time to tell him the ins and outs of the matter, Morobushi Kagemitsu still felt worried.
After putting away the secret worry and packing up to go home after finishing the mission, the two people in front of him suddenly had their cell phones vibrate. Chianti, who was jumping up and down, opened his cell phone while cursing, and then he froze.
A bad feeling suddenly flashed through Scotland's mind.
He subconsciously scanned the escape route, and sure enough, the irritable sniper turned around and shot him.
"You bastard..." The woman who was chatting and laughing with him just now raised her head slightly, her expression cold and crazy. Cohen, who was standing behind her, also raised his hand and pointed at Zhu Fu Jingguang.
Chianti said coldly, "You are undercover, Scotland."
——It's not a question, but an affirmative tone.
Fortunately, they were in a place where he could easily escape.
Although Chianti and Cohen are top-notch fighters in the organization, they are only good at sniping.
In terms of close combat, the two men were no match for Morobushi Kagemitsu. After reacting quickly to grab the gun and escape, Morobushi Kagemitsu finally had a moment to think about what had happened.
His undercover identity was exposed?
What about Zun Nilangga? And Zero, is Zero's identity still safe?
He couldn't help but touch his own mobile phone first. The phone that saved the important people's information was safely placed where it should be, which made the black-haired young man breathe a sigh of relief.
He was anxiously thinking about what had happened. The organization would surely start hunting him down soon, but what should he do before that?
Although he had received training for what to do after his identity was exposed, this was the first time for Morobu Jingguang. Although he had killed two weaklings, Chianti and Cohen, he was wary, fearful, worried, and countless emotions and thoughts intertwined in his mind. He even thought about whether he should commit suicide to protect others if he was caught in the near future.
It was at this moment that the door was opened.
"Aren't you going to close the door?"
A young man with short black hair came in.
After seeing the other person's figure and appearance clearly, Morofushi Jingguang breathed a sigh of relief, but still stared at the newcomer with his gun raised vigilantly.
The other party raised his hands to show his innocence and even turned in a circle on the spot.
"Don't worry, Scotland, I'm here to help you," he said.
The young man with black hair and green eyes looked like a delicate young master. Zhu Fu Jingguang felt that he looked familiar. In this tense situation, his mind worked quickly and he actually found the information of the person in front of him.
"...Martinez?"
He whispered the name with a hint of disbelief.
The boy with black hair and green eyes puffed out his cheeks.
"I don't really like this name," he said. "I'd rather you call me Andrea than Martinez."
It was indeed him.
Zhu Fu Jingguang was greatly surprised, but he did not let down his guard.
"You said you were here to help me?" he asked, already having some vague guesses in his mind.
Andrea nodded.
"I guess you already know that your undercover identity has been discovered by the organization," he said.
Zhu Fu Jingguang pursed his lips.
Then Andrea said, "I'm sorry, the arrest warrant for you was issued by the Boss."
Huh?
After matching the boss the other party was talking about with his senior, Morobushi Kagemitsu's thoughts paused for a moment.
He even repeated it stupidly.
"What?"
Andrea quickly glanced outside the door, closed it and explained quickly.
"In other words, it was the Boss who exposed your identity," he said, "but it's not a big deal. I'm here to pick you up, right? You will go out the back door of this house and someone will pick you up. We have prepared a new identity and documents for you, and we will send you to Italy to hide from the spotlight. You can come back when it's safe here."
He spoke these words very quickly. Each word was familiar, but when put together they took on strange shapes.
Before Morofushi Jingguang could answer, he heard footsteps outside and the sound of Chianti cursing.
His expression turned cold and he was pushed towards the back door by Andrea.
"Wait, I have a question. This is it." Morobushi Jingguang also said quickly and in a low voice, "What happened to him?"
he asked.
This is a question that has been lingering in Morobushi Jingguang's mind for a long time, but he has not been able to see Johnny recently, so he has no way of knowing the other party's situation.
I don't know what touched Andrea about this question, but his expression became a little better.
"He..." He seemed to think seriously for a moment, and answered Morobushi Jingguang, "He is very tired."
Zhu Fu Jingguang was shocked.
Andrea glanced at him quickly. "Although the boss asked me to tell you that he is fine, it is obviously not the case. I thought that if you don't ask, it's fine. If you ask, I will tell you that he is indeed very tired."
Zhu Fu Jingguang lowered his eyes.
"Of course." He murmured, "After all, he became the new boss of the organization... What happened in between?"
"That's not something I should explain right now." A black head popped up. It was Lei. "Are you going to leave, Scotland? I have a blood bag ready... If you don't put it in, it will fall out soon."
Zhu Fu Jingguang's heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally settled down. After hesitating for a long time, he decided to follow the other party's instructions and leave.
A "person" who looked almost 70% like him was transported into the room, and his good colleague Lei Yi also sneaked in.
Morobushi Jingguang and Andrea got into the prepared car, and the other party threw him a golden wig, a box of colorful contact lenses and a loose hip-hop outfit, so that he could temporarily disguise himself as someone very different from his original appearance.
The car had been shaking for not long when a gunshot was heard.
Zhu Fu Jingguang looked back.
"Don't look at it. Scotland is dead from today on." Andrea said with his arms around his chest, "Go to Italy and have a sweet dream. When you wake up, you will still be a Japanese public security officer with a bright future."
…
…
Tsunayoshi Sawada put on his cape and stroked his woolen gloves, but he was not prepared to wear it into the organization's meeting room.
Gin and Michizen were waiting outside the door. After Sawada Tsunayoshi walked out, they walked half a step slower behind him - the latter had already become a formal member of the organization and had completely immersed himself in the turbulent water.
After suppressing the opposition of the Rum faction, Tsunayoshi Sawada finally appeared in front of the code members of the organization as the leader for the first time.
He remembered that when he was half asleep just now, he had a not-so-good dream.
It was a beautiful dream because he "met" his former partner, and it was not a good dream because the content of the dream was indeed not that good.
——He dreamed of the time when he had just started to prepare for the plan.
At that time, Millefiore posed a threat to Vongola at an alarming speed, and his tutor just left, leaving the godfather of Vongola alone in the room for a long time.
His partners' advice was of no use to him. He knew that everyone must be worried about him, and he wanted to smile and say "I'm fine" to everyone like he usually did, but he couldn't do it.
Until Yunque Gongmi, who had been outside, hurt over.
If I remember correctly, the other party arrived at Vongola at dusk.
The wealthy and powerful Chairman of the Feng Ji Foundation jumped out of his helicopter and kicked Sawada Tsunayoshi's window with his usual willfulness.
"What are you doing, Sawada Tsunayoshi?"
He looked down at Sawada Tsunayoshi.
Sawada Tsunayoshi raised his head.
In fact, he hadn't seen Yun Que for some time. He was standing against the light and in a dim room, so it was difficult to see his expression.
But Sawada Tsunayoshi knew his expression, it must be...
Mr. Godfather pursed his lips.
"Yes... Kyomi." He spoke softly. Because he hadn't spoken, drunk water or eaten for a long time, his voice was very hoarse, to the extent that Yunque Kyomi frowned when he heard it.
Hibari Kyoya just looked at the guy who curled himself up into a ball, and for no reason he felt a surge of anger swelling in his heart.
"Hey, get up, Sawada Tsunayoshi." He was as domineering as ever, "Fight with me."
Tsunayoshi Sawada had no intention of fighting.
It would be fine if Hibari Kyoya came to him for a fight on normal days, but he really didn't have that intention now...even if it was Hibari, it was the same.
But the other party took him to the training room and prepared everything by himself. When he came to his senses,
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