sinovels Chapter 68 Dinner Party Process 1, 2
Chapter 68 Dinner Party Process 1, 2
"Sen Owai wants to clean up?"
Iemitsu Sawada rubbed his chin and said: "The opening license for the ability, I remember it is just a proof that the ability group can legally open a company in Japan, right? What's the use of getting this from a Maffia organization? As far as I know, the port Although Maffia does all kinds of illegal things, he mainly focuses on customs smuggling, even if he gets the business license, it doesn’t help much.”
Reborn: "You are wrong, this is useful for the government and the port Maffia, and it is also useful for Vengley and the Maffia on our side of the world."
The little baby called out a world map and handed it to Iemitsu Sawada.
"According to the information collected by Vengley, apart from the main gathering area of people with supernatural powers in Yokohama, there are the Clock Tower in Britain, the House of Dead Rats in Russia, and the Guild in America."
Reborn drew four regions on the map, and the bright red circles marked the main range of the world of supernatural powers after fusion.
"However, the House of Dead Rats has been eradicated by Balian before, and the Guild's assets have been completely consumed by Fitzgerald himself. The superstructure without economic support is already on the verge of collapse, so there is no need to pay attention to it, so The main areas are only Yokohama and the UK.”
The circles of America and Russia were crossed out by Reborn, leaving only Yokohama and the United Kingdom on the map.
"The appearance of the opening license of the ability of the port Maffia and the Armed Detective Agency, in a sense, can be regarded as giving people in the African world an illusion that the ability exists reasonably. The existence of the flame of death can be hidden behind the ability. Under the double cover of the Law of Silence and the ability to operate a license, the flame of death is safe enough."
Reborn thought for a while, and then added: "I think Senouwai seems to have the intention of breaking away from the rules of the inner world formulated by Vengley and developing on its own. An organization that can only rely on the government to issue a license, Vengley thinks It's also easy to pick him up and push him out for attention as a cover."
"Well……"
Sawada Iemitsu nodded and said: "That makes sense. Although the information about Peng Gelie's eyeliner here in Yokohama was leaked this time, they will never find out where Peng Gelie's eyeliner is. They will come back in a few days." Let the Yamaguchi-gumi from Japan come to Yokohama to get involved, and if the water is muddied, there will be a lot of things to do.”
"Heh, I've been an outside consultant boss for so many years, and my heart is quite dirty." Reborn commented.
Jiaguang scratched his head and smiled: "Where is it? It's just the basic operation. As Maffia for so many years, the method of assassination is outdated. It's more in line with our outside advisory organization Identity. But speaking of it now, I found that in the blood flood incident of the Simon family, only D*Spedo, an old antique hundreds of years ago, could do this kind of direct silence. Now it’s the 21st century , besides the assassination organization, who else will go to kill them in person?"
"Hmph, I don't know who ran to Jiudaimu in a panic to swear poisonous oath to the sky after finding out that he was being designed by someone."
Reborn has also heard about Sawada Iemitsu's operation after the fact.
The old father who wanted to act aggressive in front of his son choked up: "..."
Reborn suddenly turned his head at this time, and asked Gang Ji who was stunned: "Gang, do you understand?"
Gangji's eyes were empty, and he stared blankly: "...No..."
"Tsk."
The little baby frowned, and there was a murderous look in his eyes.
"I will try to figure it out!"
Gang Ji was sitting upright, with his back straight, and shouted: "If you die, you will figure it out!"
"very good."
Reborn nodded: "As the tenth generation of Pengelie, we must have this spirit."
Tsuna Yoshi:_(:з」∠)_
In a shady exchange between the two Maffias, both hearts darkened, they return to the port.
People get off.
When we set off in the morning, the grand occasion of standing on the port with a mass of black Maffia was gone. Except for a few birds jumping around on the ground, there was no other existence. So many Vengley members in the morning seemed to belong to Gang Ji illusion.
"..."
Gangji pointed to the little bird that was still pecking at his feet and said: "I remember this bird belonged to Spana, didn't he tell me that there was only one bird because of technical reasons and he still needed to debug it? What? Are they all released now?"
"This one."
Reborn waited for the cruise ship to put down the stairs, glanced at the bird and said: "Spanna went to Verdi and solved the technical problem. Now Vengley has been mass-produced. As a reconnaissance and warning machine, this kind of The artificial bird that can be flexibly manipulated with only a little flame is quite useful."
Gangji: "...No, I remember that there will be no such birds in ten years... The technology is too scary."
"No way, it can only be said to be a sense of crisis."
The stairs had been lowered one by one, Jiaguang patted Gangji's head, and led Gangji up: "Even if Bailan and us are allies now, the ring of Marley is not in Bailan's hand, but the memory ten years later is still there. Now, it is natural for everyone to have a sense of crisis involuntarily. For example, your guardians are a little psychologically shadowed, and your fake death still has an impact on them ten years later."
Gangji: "..."
"Hahaha, Ah Gang, relax and relax."
Sawada Iemitsu patted his son's back, laughed loudly and comforted him: "We are all here."
"kindness."
Bearing his father's unceremonious "comfort", the young leader felt that he could not bear this heavy comfort.
Soon it was night, the sky was dim, and stardust flickered in the dark sky.
At night, there are endless waves on the beach, and the salty sea breeze blows, bringing cool water vapor. The summer heat is blown away by the sea breeze, and many ships docked at the port have lit bright lights.
The continuous lights and silver flowers are printed on the black and blue sea surface, as if the Milky Way is falling, the galaxy is pouring down, and the sea surface seems to be a gorgeous starry sky, ancient and mysterious.
The black cars belonging to the port Maffia came one after another, and the empty port was quickly filled with ghostly luxury cars. The doors opened, and a group of people in black suits got out of the cars.
The solemn and anxious atmosphere began to spread in the port, and Sen Owai led his cadres onto the most luxurious ship among the ships.
A few seabirds singing leisurely on the port were startled by the visitors. The light blue seabirds hovered in the air, at neither high nor low, opened their mouths to the humans who disturbed them, and then scattered somewhere, quietly stared intently at these people on the port.
The eyes of the seabirds turned, and their eyes without mechanisms watched the port Maffias staying in the port in the dark.
Sen Ouwai seemed to be attending a business dinner instead of an out-of-the-world party. What greeted them was not a fierce Maffia with a gun but a handsome deacon. The deacon was waiting respectfully at the end of the stairs, with his right hand on his chest facing Sen A group of people from Ouwai bent down and said: "Welcome to the cruise ship owned by Peng Lie—Santia, please follow me."
Sen Ou and the others followed the deacon through the plywood to the lobby inside the cruise ship.
Pushing open the door, a huge ornate crystal chandelier radiated bright yellow light in the middle of the hall, thumb-sized crystals spread from the ceiling to the wall, and the long table was covered with snow-white velvet. The young leader sat on the long table. End watch them.
"Ten generations."
Mori Ogai smiled at Tsunayoshi with a normal expression, and took Akutagawa Ryunosuke and Nakahara Nakaya to this end of the long table and sat down.
Dinner process one, invite to sit down for dinner.
"Well, if it's a dinner party, let's sit down and eat first."
Tsuna, who was sitting on the main seat, completely forgot the lines that Reborn gave him, and only after digging three feet into the empty head did he find such a dry sentence, facing the death that was secretly launched by his own ghost animal teacher Ray, Tsuna gave a difficult smile to Sen Owai over there.
As soon as the words fell, the guardians on Pengo Lie's side sat down one after another, and Zhongyuan Zhongye also sat down on Sen'ouwai's side when they saw this.
Vino led a group of deacons out from behind the door at the other end of the hall, pushing cart after cart of food to the dining table and laying down the dishes.
Colorful fruits and brightly colored food were put down on the table one by one, perhaps for the face of the chief Peng Gelie, the dishes on the table were all Japanese dishes, which made Tsunayoshi, who had always thought they were foreign dishes, feel relieved tone.
For foreign dishes, there seems to be some dining etiquette, right?
_(:з」∠)_No.
In fact, Tsuna Yoshi doesn't have a very good impression of the port Maffia, to be precise, it should be very bad.On his first day in Yokohama, he had a blast with Port Maffia sitting down.
Tsuna, who witnessed the scene at close range, once had nightmares for several days. In a trance, he even thought of Bai Lan who disappeared in his own flame. If Giotto hadn't discovered his psychological problems immediately and talked to him, perhaps Gang Ji has not slowed down until now.
The quiet and frozen dining atmosphere was broken when the teenager put down the tableware.
Watching the young leader put down the tableware in his hand, Sen Owai also put down the things in his hand and said: "Thank you for the hospitality, the food is delicious."
Hearing this, Tsuna raised his head, and the flame on the boy's forehead suddenly ignited.
Dinner process two, if the other party starts talking after eating, light the fire immediately.
The golden-orange flames of the sky bloomed on the young man's forehead, and the golden-red pupils were as red as blood and golden as glass like lava from the Cleveland volcano.
The young man who looked ordinary to inconspicuous at first became sharp with absolute calmness, like a sharp weapon out of its sheath.The soft facial features of Asians look handsome and dignified in a super dead state.
In this state, Yamamoto and the others suddenly remembered that Tsunayoshi is actually a mixed race.
Although Sawada Iemitsu was born in Japan and is also a Japanese nationality, his deep face and blond hair that are different from Asians can clearly show that he is not purely Asian.
Tsunayoshi, who is more like his mother Nana Sawada, finally has a little depth only when he is in a super dead state.