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Chapter 137 Professional Consultation

--Ruined!

Wu Zi thought in horror.

Will anyone throw the horn of iniquity to the ground for no reason?No, it was obvious that the fact that Spedo's spiritual imprint was hidden inside was discovered, and even the other party might have sensed Spedo just now before entering the room to check.It must be quite frustrating to find yourself 'unsuspecting' with your ring on the head of your bed.

Or... maybe noticed that he was playing dead?

Wu Zi trembled inwardly.

There was a long, terrible silence before a sigh was heard.

In the end, the man went over to retrieve the ring and put it on the table beside the bed.As if it was just a momentary impulse, after calming down, he still chose to respect the child's choice.

Wuzi felt itchy in his heart. He wanted to open his eyes, but he was afraid that he would scare people away.

Soon he found that he didn't have to worry about it.

"Mr. Mu, if you have anything to say, it's best to tell him face to face. Also, he is no longer a child. It is a basic etiquette to knock on the door first when entering someone else's room."

--hiss!

Wuzi was sweating like a waterfall!Why!Judaime!What about the ring limited seal you mentioned?Liars, adults are liars!

"Don't mind your own business."

So cold.

The master's voice seemed a little strange because it was too gloomy and cold, Wu Zi still liked the master's usual slightly smiling voice, although it sounded a little perverted, but the master's voice was more terrifying if it didn't.

"The matter related to this child is not a trivial matter. He said that only Ah Gang is the father he recognizes, so it is also my great-grandson and my descendants. What connects us is not blood, but Pengo Li's will From this point of view, you are an outsider."

——Crit attack!

Wuzi didn't need to look with six eyes, but he could imagine how terrifying the scene was!Even though he already knew that the first generation was sesame stuffing, only now did he really feel how miserable the people he targeted were!Wuzi's heart was trembling!Don't, don't get angry, master, if you do it, you are probably no match, you will only be punished and make it worse!When the time comes, you will be the one to do it first, and you will not be able to explain why!

I didn't expect Liudao Mu to hold it back. Yes, he didn't turn his face immediately. Apart from the decline in strength due to the loss of the eye of reincarnation, another major reason was that he had just made a statement to sever ties with this child, saying that he was a Outsiders', he really couldn't refute.

Liudao Mukuro's silence, on the contrary, relaxed Giotto's previous harsh tone a little.

"It's not that there's nothing wrong with you wanting to see him. If you didn't show up at all before he left, it would be worrying. It's just... haven't you noticed that you haven't given this child the right to choose. Whether it's freedom or power, it's all what you think he needs, and you never ask him what he wants."

Wuzi pursed his lips, his eyes were sour, but he still resisted not letting himself open them.

"What you are doing now is no different. You never asked the child if he wanted to see you. Mr. Mui, this is not acceptable. Like D, you are too used to spiritual communication and forget the importance of language."

"Kufufu, old people are long-winded, take care of your own guardian first, old man."

After finishing speaking, Liu Dao Mu's aura disappeared.

"...Stinky old man?"

The voice of the first generation sounds a little dangerous.

Wu Zi swallowed, ah, ah, worst development!It's over, Master, it's not good for you to offend anyone, why do you want to offend the most black-bellied one!Immortal Da Luo can't save you, An Ning.

"I'm a long-winded, nosy old man, do you think so, Wuzi?"

Wuzi had no choice but to open his eyes, and after a closer look, the master had already left, only Giotto was standing in the shadows, his face seemed to have been hit with a row of shadow lines.

"How is it possible! You are young and powerful, and Master is jealous of your handsomeness! Please forgive Master, he is just a little narrow-minded and doesn't like handsome guys!"

Wuzi tried his best to honor his master, he did so to prevent his master from living in dire straits in the future!

Fortunately, Giotto regained his sunny smile: "Ah, that's right, after all, he is different from me and still a living person, unlike me who maintains the youngest peak state. Don't you really want to see Mr. Mu? Thank you for being able to bear it." Be silent."

Wuzi was silent for a moment and said: "Master doesn't want to see me, I don't want to embarrass him."

As Liu Daoku said before, Wu Zi and him knew each other too well, so that when the child faced him, he couldn't stick to his own ideas at all.He will only speculate on the other party's choice based on Liu Dao Mu's own wishes, and agree with the other party's approach.This is a habit that has been formed for a long time, similar to a kind of spiritual domestication, and it is impossible to change it all at once.

From this perspective, Liu Dao Mu is right, as long as he is around, the child will not express his thoughts.

But Tsunayoshi Sawada's opinion is also correct. If they keep alienating, the connection between the two will be completely severed. At that time, will this child still believe in human feelings?

The relationship between people, too close will hurt each other, too distant and too cold, that's about it.They haven't found the most appropriate distance between the two of them, even though they are so familiar with each other.

Giotto didn't persuade, he just walked over, picked up the hell ring on the table and thought about it.

Satoru was sweating profusely again, and he still couldn't be sure whether Giotto had discovered the spiritual imprint of Spedo in the ring.If it is known that his former subordinate has jumped to him, I don't know if it will be okay.

Giotto looked at Satoko: "Where's the other hell ring?"

Wu Zi quickly removed Medusa's hair from his neck, and his movements were smooth without any hesitation.

Giotto took out the box—it was the box he had given to Wuzi before, and Wuzi left it in Vongola's room for fear of having a tracking effect.He opened the box and put the Horn of Sin in it.

Wu Zi immediately put Medusa's hair into it with interest.

"This is a custom-made box from the conjurer, which can isolate the breath and pollution of the ring."

With that said, Giotto closed the box and handed it to Satoko.

Wu Zi took the box, he really wanted to ask, how did you customize this kind of box when you were fighting with the magician?Thinking about it carefully, has the conjurer been infiltrated already?I don't want to be an enemy of this person, absolutely not!

"You have to be responsible for your own safety, and you can't be careless just because you are used to the ring of hell. It's the same as drinking. When you think 'no problem', it's the time when the problem is the biggest. Outside of combat, the daily wearing time No more than three hours."

Wu Zi understood what Giotto meant. The characteristic of the Ring of Hell is spiritual pollution. Perhaps he felt that "it doesn't matter" and "feeling good" is also a kind of spiritual pollution.Thinking that he has always been defenseless against Medusa, and even felt insecure if he didn't wear it close to his body, Wu Zi couldn't help feeling a little scared.Perhaps he had been spiritually polluted by Medusa's hair before he knew when.

"Thank you for reminding me, I will pay attention to it in the future."

The persuasive words that Giotto had prepared were useless. He looked at the serious and obedient child in front of him, and somewhat understood Tsuna's troubles.He raised his hand to touch the child's white hair, and his hand was a little hard.Just like this child's character, he looks soft and submissive, but he is actually more stubborn and tough than he appears on the surface.

"You don't have to be too obedient, it's okay to be a little willful once in a while. It's the same with Mr. Mu, anyway, you've already given him enough headaches, so it doesn't matter if you give him more headaches."

It came again, that tickling feeling in the heart as if being touched by a feather, Wu Zi was a little inexplicable, he didn't know how to deal with such a strange feeling.

"Rest early, good night."

Before the other party left, Wu Zi spoke first: "Wait!"

The first generation looked back at him, waiting for his explanation.

"That," Wuzi twitched, "well... last time we said goodbye, there was a face-to-face ceremony, so...that..."

The first generation smiled, put his arms around him, and kissed him goodnight.

"Good night, Wuzi."

Watching the other party leave, Wu Zi walked back to the bed step by step, lay down, put his hands on the box in front of his chest, and stared straight at the ceiling.

Today is the funeral of a man named Awei. (AWSL)

It's numb, it's numb, it's worthy of being the first generation, this damn charm that has nowhere to put it is going to electrocute him!

Satoru could no longer laugh at Spedo.It's his honor to be cheated by this kind of man!If it were changed, he would feel complacent in his heart, at least he still has the value of being cheated!

I really can't imagine how bloody and rainy it was around this man in that era.

——Really, really amazing!

Wu Zi had longing and longing.

He felt that if it was the first generation, it would be easy to deal with the relationship with the master and all kinds of troublesome situations.

The person he admired the most before was the Judaimu, now he needs to correct it, the Judaimu is indeed the person he admires, but the person he admires the most now is the First Generation!

Conceptually, it is extremely noble and unwavering.

From the perspective of action, it is exhaustive and has an overview of the overall situation.

Undoubtedly, his ability is unmatched and his soul is invincible. His only weakness is because he is too kind and loves his companions who are fighting with him deeply, that's all.

According to the current Mafia standard, it is indeed not cruel enough as Spedo said.But the modern Mafia is far from being able to compare with the self-defense regiment established by the first generation. It is the core force of the strongest non-governmental organization that fights for beliefs and ideas and protects Italy.

Times shape heroes. If it weren't for that era, I'm afraid there would be no such character as Giotto.

Very bright and very warm.

Wuzi stretched out his hand towards the ceiling, as if he had returned to the joy and joy in his heart when he first walked out of the basement and looked outside at the too bright world.

……

…………

In the bar, the young man sitting next to the bearded Shamar asked Shamar seriously.

"So, do you think this is a premonition of love?"

Shamar spit out all the wine in one gulp, coughed non-stop, and finally couldn't breathe from laughing.

"Cough, hahaha, hahahahaha! Brat, do you want me to inherit my credit card by choking to death? Tell you it's all debt, hahahaha!"

Wuzi looked disgusted: "Be serious, I'm asking you about something serious. Others treat ME like a child to fool people casually. You have the most experience in this field, so give ME an objective opinion!"

Shamar was a little out of breath from laughing, and it took him a while to calm down. He took the water handed to him by the bartender and drank it all in one gulp.

Even the bartender had a smile on his face, and put a piece of fruit juice in front of Wuzi as a gift. He probably thought this scene was cute.

"You, you have too little experience." Shamar said with full experience, "Gratitude, trust, attachment, longing and love, you still haven't clearly distinguished these. There are many kinds of likes. After learning more Make a decision and give yourself a choice. But—”

Mr. Worse suggested with bad intentions: "Sometimes opportunities are fleeting. For example, you feel specious and want to take another look at the situation. After such a short period of time, good fish are caught. The first to act first, the truly outstanding people will naturally have many competitors."

Wu Zi nodded again and again, signaling to the bartender to add another glass of wine to Shamar.

Shamar took it with satisfaction, and then said: "So fish first, as long as you think it's good, don't let go of any one with feeling. Anyway, you are still underage, and you have a good reason. During this time, you can observe and think carefully. , Don’t be so impulsive when making a decision. Besides, even if you make a decision, it doesn’t mean you can’t change it later. Marriage, trial marriage, divorce and remarriage, there’s no harm in trying first.”

The bartender endured it, but still didn't remind Wu Zi, it is said that Mr. Shamar in front of him is an internationally wanted criminal on the 2062 ship because he hooked up with the princess of a certain country, and has since become a laughing stock in the circle.

Anyway, it's just a casual joke made by the bad man to the ignorant boy, so it should be fine, right?