[Tutor+K] Five generations

Hayato Gokuji never thought that he would encounter such a situation——

I was blocked by a strange man who seemed very powerful. The man didn't ask for directions or seek revenge, but only asked him "Is this the kingdom of heaven?"...

His mind went blank for a moment, and he subconsciously glanced at the sky.

The sun is still there, and it's not night yet, why did someone come out to talk in sleep.

"Kuji, what did he just say?" Takeshi Yamamoto, who knew nothing about Italian, asked shamelessly, observing the international friend in front of him curiously.

"Hey, you are Japanese," the platinum-blond young man changed into a good Japanese. Although the accent is strange, the grammar and vocabulary are very precise. "I would like to ask - is this the kingdom of heaven? In which direction is the cafeteria? How long will it take?"

...Are you actually substituting yourself into the setting of heaven on your own?

A row of black lines crawled across Hayato Gokudera's face, but what made him feel even more terrifying was Takeshi Yamamoto's hearty laughter beside him.

"Hahaha, is Paradise the name of Bingsheng in your country? There are many restaurants here, and the introductions are posted at the door. You can choose one at random and keep the delicious food."

Actually... talked about...

Hayato Gokuji could hardly hold back the anger that gushed out.

"Baseball idiot, what are you talking about with him? You should be more worried about the explosion of the central building right now? If Judaime is in that place—"

"That's right, let's go find Ganga." Takeshi Yamamoto suppressed his smile, followed in the footsteps of Hayato Gokuji, and at the same time did not forget to turn his head and said, "Sorry, I can't take you there, you spend your time on your own." Look for it, just go straight along the road on the right, and you will find it soon."

"Oh, thank you." The platinum-blond youth waved to the two of them, then turned and walked to the street on the right.

Seeing that he got rid of that strange and strong man, Hayato Gujiji's frowning brows loosened, and even his anxious mood relaxed slightly.

However, before he could fully adjust his mentality, a light yellow wind blew towards him at a terrifying speed.

Hayato turned his head vigilantly, but the strange wind had already blown to his side and was walking side by side with him.

"...What the hell are you going to do!"

Seeing the true face of the strange wind, Guiji Hayato was furious.

If it wasn't for the comfort of Judai in his heart, he would have blown up this inexplicable guy to the sky!

"I forgot to ask just now." The platinum-haired young man who was supposed to walk away but appeared again shyly touched the back of his head, "Do you use heavenly currency in Heaven? Can I buy it with Italian lira?"

Hayato Gokuji couldn't bear to take out the bomb.

"Hey, Yuji!" Takeshi Yamamoto pressed Hayato's hand, turned his head and patiently explained to the platinum-haired young man, "There is a bank 300 meters to the right, where you can exchange foreign currency. Go there and ask. The front is very dangerous. You don't follow us anymore."

"You are such a warm-hearted and kind man." The platinum-haired young man sincerely sent a card to Yamamoto, and did not leave just because of the other party's advice, "My name is Thomas, the 'Chariot' of His Royal Highness Richard, from Sicily. Gusa District, what's your name?"

"You bastard!" Gokuji Hayato, who was worried about the safety of Sawada Tsunayoshi, exploded completely, "Are you KY (a person who has no wink)? Don't you see that we are on our way? You are still talking nonsense here, get out of here !"

Thomas glanced at him in surprise: "Could it be that you are driving with your mouth?"

"...Bastard thing!!" The prison temple who threw the bomb violently was stopped by Yamamoto again.

"Calm down and go to prison temple," Takeshi Yamamoto quickly persuaded his companions, "We must be friendly to international friends..."

"Are you an idiot, Takeshi Yamamoto?" Hayato, who is also an Italian, thinks there is no worse reason than this, "Let go! Stop me from bombing you too!"

"Why do you want to blow up the enthusiastic and good man?" Thomas, who knows how to be grateful, said he couldn't see it. "I asked his name, and I didn't ask you... It's fine to interrupt rudely. Why are you so excited?"

"—Blow you to death!"

"Okay, prison temple, Ganga is still waiting for us!" As a last resort, Yamamoto pulled out his trump card.

"...Damn it!" Unwillingly, the prison temple withdrew its offensive, glared at Thomas, and rushed towards the central building with Yamamoto at the fastest speed.

This time Yamamoto didn't say another word, he just waved to Thomas hastily, and hurried on his way - he thought it was just a few words, but he didn't expect to stumble them for so long, he didn't dare to stop because of this " A few words" and delay, knowing that their partners are likely to be in danger at this time, they must immediately go to the explosion site to confirm the situation.

When they arrived at the place where the incident happened, Takeshi Yamamoto and Hayato Gokudera were startled at the same time.

In the ruined well, silver light and orange shadow intertwined and collided, and the mixed and rapidly colliding lights dazzled people.

The silver-haired swordsman's sword is like a waterfall, each sword has a deadly killing intent, but all of them are stopped by a pair of hands burning with orange flames.

The young man with golden-orange flames wrapped around his forehead and hands held a sharp sword with a calm expression, but his eyes seemed to be burning with a golden-orange flame, pulsating with extreme anger.

"That... is Judaime?"

Prisoner Hayato snorted in a daze, almost suspecting that he was dreaming.

This was the first time he had seen Tsunayoshi Sawada enter the super-death mode, and even in the midst of his rage, he remained calm and restrained, as if his eyes that knew everything frightened him.

This is—the bloodline of the most powerful Pengelie family, the next successor of the Pengelie family?

"VOI, are you only at this level?" Unexpectedly, the silver-haired swordsman, who seemed to have been defeated all the time, laughed wildly, showing a hint of sarcasm, "It is indeed a very powerful flame, it seems that you also It's not that you don't have awareness, but it's a pity that you can't even control it proficiently. Isn't your physical fitness too bad? The physical body can't keep up with the speed of consciousness. Even with amazing flames, your trash-like body can't help it When it is brought into full play, only Vengley's super intuition can see it."

Zetian Tsunayoshi's expression changed slightly, and his hand holding the blade tightened.

"As far as a kid who grew up in a peaceful environment, you are somewhat capable, but compared to Xanxus, you are still far behind." The silver-haired swordsman's sword suddenly turned into more than a dozen silver lights, and stabbed at Tsunayoshi Sawada in front of him said, "Ten years later, let's talk harshly, garbage."

"Ten generations!"

"Agang!"

Prison Temple and Yamamoto rushed forward, but faster than them were a few silver flying saucers.

Crisp chirping sounds sounded one after another.

A few flying saucers that looked fragile and without any point of strength actually blocked the dozens of sword shadows.

"Who?" The silver-haired swordsman - Skuvalo turned his head vigilantly, staring at the figure standing in the shadow of the alley corner.

Prison Temple and Yamamoto also looked in that direction, and compared to the silver-haired swordsman who was blocked from attacking, they were only slightly more shocked.

Standing in the shadows, the person who saved their companions with just a few plates was the inexplicable platinum-haired young man from before.

However... the breath of this person at this moment is completely different from what he felt before.

If a quarter of an hour ago this man looked like a rising sun emitting heat that could not be ignored, then at this moment he seemed to be the sunshine of Antarctica.

Dazzling, without temperature, passing through the ruptured ozone layer, hiding the most hidden murderous intent.

The platinum-haired young man ignored the silver-haired swordsman's eyes, and his gaze was locked on Tsunayoshi Sawada, staying on the chain of a pocket watch that slipped out of the opponent's trouser pocket.

"Your two major crimes," the platinum-blond young man slowly turned his head, staring at the silver-haired swordsman like an emotionless blue cobra.

"First, attack the Vengley bloodline that possesses the fire of death."

"Second, those who try to harm His Royal Highness Richard."

"To sum up, the sentence given to you is—a death penalty."

The author has something to say:

#五世世界世界世界世界两世界两世界世界播#

#五世: (blue veins) Make it clear, what is my person? #

#叮——your friend, Qingshou is online#√

At this time, there is a reason why Tsuna can’t perform well. In the original book, reborn doesn’t give him super-dead energy here, because without special training, his physical fitness is completely unable to bear the energy required for super-dead energy...

And, if you want to say how strong the fifth generation group is...it should be about the same as the tenth generation group in the original book when they were at their heyday in the later period, because the age is here, and the strength of the tenth generation group in the later stage of the original book is close to the limit. I was able to go to the planet of Saiyans and live [Hey], so it is impossible to completely destroy Balian ←_←, it is only slightly stronger.

And then...platinum gold is a color that is close to silver gray...not the gold you guys think wow.

grateful--

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