Marvel: Why should I save you? We are close friends.

Vongola I walked into the store, looked around, and finally locked his eyes on Byakuran, and their eyes met in the air.

"It looks like you know me," Vongola I asked doubtfully while looking at Byakuran. He knew very well that he did not know the man in front of him, but seeing that the man could actually say his name directly, and it seemed from his eyes that he was very familiar with him.

This made Vongola I very confused, but he still felt the dangerous and familiar aura emanating from the man in front of him.

What surprised him even more was that Bai Lan was wearing a ring on her finger that was quite similar to his own, but the emblem on the ring was not the symbol of the Vongola family, but a strange pattern he had never seen before. He secretly wondered when such a mysterious family rose up in the entire underground world?

Could it be a family from another parallel world?

A smile appeared on Bai Lan's lips. That smile was like the warm sunshine in spring, but it also contained a mystery, revealing an indescribable chill.

"It seems like you don't know me, which really makes me sad." His voice was soft and delicate, but like a sharp blade, allowing Vongola I to clearly feel the strong murderous intent contained in it.

Bai Lan's eyes instantly became as sharp as an eagle's, as if they could penetrate people's hearts and look straight into the depths of their souls. As the murderous aura on him gradually condensed and spread like a substance, the air in the dessert shop seemed to solidify, the temperature dropped sharply, and even the icing on the desserts seemed to be covered with a thin layer of frost.

Byakuran pondered inwardly, thinking back to the time he fought Vongola I. Even though he was just a shadow, he defeated him easily.

Now, the other party pretended not to know him. This contempt and forgetfulness made the killing intent in his heart even more boiling. He wanted to prove his strength again and make Vongola I pay the price for his contempt.

Feeling Bai Lan's increasingly strong murderous intent, the customers in the store began to get restless. They whispered to each other, their eyes filled with fear.

Finally, someone couldn't hold it in any longer and got up to flee. Soon after, more people followed suit. For a moment, the only things left in the dessert shop were scattered tables and chairs and the lingering sweet fragrance in the air. It seemed particularly deserted and eerie.

However, faced with this sudden change, Vongola I appeared unusually calm.

He slowly walked to the opposite side of Bai Lan, pulled a stool and sat down calmly, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him. "No matter who you are, I hope you will behave yourself in Hell's Kitchen. I don't like fighting." His tone was filled with unquestionable respect and warning, and his eyes revealed a kind of indifference and tenacity that came from having experienced many vicissitudes of life.

Vongola I already had a plan in mind. He guessed that the Byakuran in front of him might be the mysterious force that Chen Ye mentioned before who intended to massacre Hell's Kitchen.

Even though they are enemies, Vongola I sticks to his principles. As long as the other party does not take the initiative to provoke a fight, he will not act rashly and kill innocent people.

At this moment, the dessert shop was so quiet that only the breathing of the two people could be heard, and a subtle tension and confrontation filled the air.

After a while, Bai Lan sneered

"Humph, the people of the Vongola family are still so naive. What do these ants need to be protected for?"

Without waiting for Vongola I to speak.

Bai Lan didn't seem to need his answer. He continued to speak: "You know what? Ever since I awakened the power of the ring, this world has become a huge playground for me. These humans in the universe are just NPCs in my game.

And your Vongola family, as well as several other families, are like the bosses in the game, and I always save them for the last minute. Because I have completed the game so many times, I always try to find new ways to play and fun. "

At this point, Bai Lan's tone revealed a hint of murderous intent and arrogance.

He paused and continued, "Until that time, I met you, or you in a parallel universe. In that battle, I was unexpectedly defeated by you, and then I inexplicably entered a mysterious space. But it doesn't matter. In my opinion, it was just a different game. I cleared countless worlds in that space and experienced countless challenges. And this time, I finally met you again, Vongola I."

There was a gleam of excitement in Bai Lan's eyes, as if he couldn't wait to compete with Vongola I again.

He introduced himself, "I am Bailan Jesso from the Milufio family. If we lose this game, we will be dead. But if we win, the entire Hell's Kitchen and your Vongola family will be buried with us. How about it? Are you satisfied with the game I prepared for you? Vongola I."

Vongola I looked at the young man opposite him named Byakuran. There was no fear in his eyes, only a slight curiosity about the unknown.

He stood up slowly, his tone calm but firm: “Although I don’t know you, and I don’t know what you have experienced that made you so paranoid and crazy.

But if you want to fight, our Vongola family will never back down and will fight you to the end. However, this is my home, a place I will protect with my life, and I promised Chen Ye that I will not allow anyone to destroy it, including you. "

As Vongola I finished speaking, the golden flame of death on his body burned like a flame, emitting a dazzling light that illuminated the entire room.

That is the unique symbol of power of the Vongola family, and also his firm defense of the family's honor.

However, Bai Lan just sneered and turned his gaze to the glass window: "It's too late, Vongola I. They have already started to act. Your home, your family, the moment I came here, the game has already begun."

Upon hearing this, Vongola I's expression changed. He was keenly aware of the changes in the outside world.

At this moment, the originally peaceful and tranquil streets of Hell's Kitchen were instantly divided into six completely different battlefields - in some areas, the sky was covered with dark clouds and heavy rain poured down, as if to wash away all the sins in the world;

Some are enveloped by thunder and lightning, with lightning streaking across the night sky, deafening;

Some places are shrouded in clouds and mist, like a fairyland but also full of hidden dangers;

Other areas were obscured by thick smog, and everything in sight was chaos;

In some areas, deafening explosions were heard continuously, with flames shooting into the sky and smoke filling the air.