a few minutes ago.
On a tree branch about thirty feet away from the castle, two figures stood quietly, one of them was Sawada Iemitsu. And beside him, stood a baby with a cloudy pacifier. The baby was wearing a dark red cloak and goggles. The two stared intently at the battlefield in the castle.
"Is that kid really your son?" The baby wearing goggles, that is, Lal Mirch, asked with a strange expression.
"...I'm also wondering if that's the case."
Sawada Iemitsu's complexion is extremely complicated, and his eyes can be described as extremely complicated, worried, shocked... There is also tension in it:
"I haven't been home for two years..."
"Although I could vaguely see Ah Yan's physical fitness and good reaction ability when I was young, compared with those children raised by the Mafia family, I can only say that it is relatively good... I didn't expect that in just two years, He has grown to this extent."
"And in my impression..."
"A Yan is a super game geek. Nana also said that the teachers in Ah Yan's class often react to her. An Yan is taciturn and withdrawn in school. He has always refused to make friends with the students in the class. Although...he does not cause trouble Don't fight with people..."
"This is also the first time I know that he can fight with people."
Super game geek... withdrawn... never fights?
Lal Milch looked at An Yan in the courtyard of the castle with a face full of fanatical fighting intent, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
"Jiaguang, I suggest you go to the hospital to have your eyes checked."
"..." Iemitsu Sawada.
In just two years, will the child really change so much?
If it wasn't for the flesh and blood connection, he might have felt that the little boy in the castle courtyard was not his own son, but a person who looked similar to Ah Yan.
At this moment, Lal Milch on the side suddenly pressed the headset, and then said: "The three people hiding nearby have been controlled by our people. After investigation, it was found that the three of them are members of the Russian Taku family. member."
"Taku family?"
Sawada Iemitsu was taken aback for a moment, vaguely feeling that this family name sounded familiar.
"It's that weird family that wears the name of the mafia but considers itself a plutocrat." Lal Milch explained.
A look of amazement suddenly appeared on Iemitsu Sawada's face: "The family that was destroyed by the Qigu family not long ago...huh?" He seemed to think of something, and his words suddenly stopped.
Chigu family?
"It should be what you think it is."
Lal Mirch looked at the battlefield in the courtyard with a strange look on his face: "According to what the three little guys said, they came with the boss, and their boss is your little son."
"It seems...the three missing members of the Qigu family are indeed related to your youngest son."
Sawada Iemitsu frowned, and it took a while before he said: "Let someone suppress all the news about Anyan first, and destroy the information we have saved here. Regarding the headquarters, I also sent a message to Jiudaimu, I will report to him in detail when I go back."
Although I don't know the specific situation, judging from the three members of the Taku family, the source of the conflict between Ah Yan and the Qigu family should be those three people.
As for why Ah Yan attacked Valia, Sawada Iemitsu couldn't figure it out at all, but the top priority now is not to let Ah Yan's information spread.
"Well, Olegano has sent the news back to Pengo Li's headquarters."
Lal Milch finished speaking, and sighed slightly: "Your young son is still too young. After the murder, he disposed of the body and thought it was well covered. He didn't hide his whereabouts at all. Pengo Li's headquarters has confirmed His course of action even found the place where three members of the Qigu family died."
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"If this is not Sicily, it would be difficult to erase his existence."
"do not know why."
Sawada Iemitsu said with a complex expression: "... I am a little relieved to hear your words, at least my son is not the kind of scary guy who often kills people."
"But it definitely can't be described as a taciturn and lonely game nerd."
Lal Mirch complained, but then his eyes were fixed: "The winner is about to be decided, and your youngest son is about to lose."
Sawada Iemitsu did not speak when he heard the words, because his eyes never left the castle courtyard from the beginning to the end, so that he could rescue his son at any time.
Seeing the moment when An Yan's left arm was crippled, Sawada Ieko's eyes flashed with distress.
But he didn't act immediately because... when he saw the expression on An Yan's face, his intuition told him that his son seemed to be behind.
as expected.
bang bang bang~
Three gunshots sounded, announcing the end of the battle.
But the way it ended was completely beyond the expectations of Sawada Iemitsu and Lal Milch.
They never imagined that An Yan, who looked fanatical and seemed to be dazzled by the fighting spirit, would actually hide the pistol in his almost useless left hand while bandaging him.
"Whether it is combat awareness or the layout of the battle, it can be said to be at the top level."
After that, Lal Milch looked at the courtyard and frowned: "We should take action. If we let him kill Skuvalo, it will be difficult to explain it at the headquarters."
"etc."
Iemitsu Sawada shook his head: "If Yan wants to kill Skuvalo, the shots just now will not only make Skuvalo incapacitated. After all, neither of us thought that he would be in that situation Scovalo, who thought he was sure of winning, fired and shot, and he was not at all prepared."
Lal Mirch was taken aback when he heard the words, and then nodded.
indeed.
If An Yan wanted to kill Scuvaro, he could have just shot Scuvaro in the heart instead of his shoulders and legs.
"They seem to be talking about something, why don't you get closer and listen to what they are talking about?" Lal Mirch said.
But Sawada Iemitsu's reaction was beyond her expectation, he simply shook his head.
"If you get close, Ah Yan will probably notice it."
aware?
Lal Milch looked surprised. You must know that although she and Sawada Iemitsu are not professional assassins, they have good concealment skills. How could they be noticed when they get closer?
"It's just how I feel."
Sawada Iemitsu sighed: "Although An Yan doesn't have the power of 'fire', it seems that when he was 6 or 7 years old, he awakened his super intuition."
"Super intuitive!?"
Lal Mirch's face suddenly revealed a look of surprise, and she was naturally familiar with the unique talent of Pengo Li's blood.
Extraordinary intuition, judging the authenticity of things, debunking the enemy's disguise, detecting the malice of others, and even breaking the illusion of the warlock.
If An Yan really has a super intuitive sense, then if they get closer, there is a great possibility that they will be exposed.
"Oops!"
Sawada Iemitsu's expression suddenly changed. Looking at the scattered positions of the three Mamon in the courtyard, and An Yan in the middle who was unaware of being surrounded, his expression sank.
"Walia these guys..."
Lal Mirch also noticed the change in the courtyard, and his little bun-like face showed disdain: "It's really their style to besiege a seriously injured child, but since they have been hiding nearby, why didn't they How about following Scovalo?"
For the first time, Sawada Iemitsu showed a gloomy look on his face, his fists were clenched unconsciously, and an inexplicable force began to rise from his body.
Seeing this, Lal Milch also took out his weapon.
And the moment she took out her weapon, the battle in the courtyard had already begun.
"Home..."
Lal Milch looked around and realized...
Sawada Iemitsu, who was still by her side before, rushed out to the courtyard.
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