“Tonight, I will be the ultimate winner.”
From now on, Baker's fame will echo through Sicily and spread across the entire world; he will become the most powerful boxer. Whether it's the Lusuria of Varia or the Sun Guardian of Vongola, they will all be defeated by Baker.
Hmph, at that time, my underground arena, George's, will echo throughout the world. I will cultivate even more star athletes, the whole world will be waiting for me to make money. Hahahaha!
George looked down with satisfaction at the retreating Black-robed Men, "Have the people behind them all been locked up?"
"Yes, sir. They are under strict guard and can be transported away after the competition," the subordinate replied.
Very good, those are all materials I have painstakingly collected, the prey that will appear on my battlefield in the future. Haha, I can already imagine the grand spectacle. A huge crowd will wave money just for a single viewing spot, all to see the desperate faces of those children, haha.
Vongola, oh Vongola, no matter how much you guard against it, you could never have imagined that I would set a trap and place all those children right in the middle of this battle.
Subordinate: Stop talking, Boss. You really love making predictions that won't come true. I still want to make a bit more money.
The match below had reached a fever pitch; it looked as if the Black-robed Man could no longer hold out and was about to be beaten into minced meat by Baker with a single punch.
Baker's shouts from the stands were loud enough to nearly shatter the ceiling.
Soon, the Black-robed Man seemed to run out of strength and froze in place, Baker's full-force downward punch was caught.
The surrounding noise fell silent for a moment.
Only Baker and the host could hear what the Black-robed Man was saying: "After that little test just now, I have already figured out your true nature."
Mm, it is indeed a very dangerous creature. It's a good thing he didn't come. Although you are easy for him to deal with, a Guardian is always unwilling to see the Leader put himself in danger.
He has great strength, but no consciousness, no independent thought; you're nothing more than a big brute with pure physical power, lacking the soul of a boxer, Tian Jixian.
Kawarihei took a deep breath, the look in his eyes changed, becoming calm and solemn: "A long time ago, I promised my sister that I would never involve myself in dangerous matters that would cause her worry, but later I met someone who absolutely needed my help, so I changed my mind."
Since I am going to put myself in danger, then I must constantly grow stronger, become the strongest, so that even if there is danger, it won't let me get hurt, even if there is danger, it won't make my sister worry.
As long as my fists have ultimate strength!
After speaking, he knocked the seemingly invincible Baker down onto the iron mesh; Baker tried to get up, but he simply could not.
While the counterattack was happening here, on the other side, in a dim cell filled with security personnel, a spark of pure flame quietly lit up.
The lion opened his eyes.
Chapter 35: Live Stream for 35 Days
[Kawarihei laughed, "You're a far cry from Lusuria."]
It was also unknown who he was talking to.
George watched the farce below in disbelief. Much like the audience's dissatisfaction, they were all cursing George, claiming he was running a scam and that this must be a staged performance, a fixed match.
Because the Black-robed Man's performance of retreating step by step was so obvious, how could he suddenly experience a cosmic explosion and win a fight against Baker?
They couldn't think of any other reason besides fixing the match to collect the stakes.
Refund my money! Refund my money! Refund my money!
George, give me my money back!
George was terrified; if all these people surrounded him, he would definitely die a miserable death. He had to flee, he had to flee immediately.
Before he could make a move, the Black-robed Man actually knocked out the host directly, leaped out of the electric net's encirclement, then flashed to George's side: "Are you trying to go find those little kids? You can't. Our boss is over there providing psychological counseling."
George's pupils contracted. Oh no, his resources!
Seeing that things were taking a turn for the worse, George immediately activated his flames, but they were suppressed by a hand. He looked up in fury, "Who on earth are you? We have no connection, so why are you obstructing my business?"
The Black-robed Man suppressed his movements, he could hear his own bones screaming.
We—as you should have heard by now—have quite a significant reputation.
Do you know Vongola?
George's hands trembled.
On the other side, Sawada Tsunayoshi successfully rescued all the children. George wanted to include two hundred children in his next performance to play a battle royale game with Baker, hoping to build his reputation through such a bizarre and twisted method and earn more money.
The Vongola had been tracking his movements, George knew himself that if he were caught, the consequences would be dire. Therefore, he was preparing his own boxing arena, intending to pull a fast one by using the most boisterous setting to mask his clandestine activities.
He was actually caught!
Sawada Tsunayoshi looked at the children who were hiding timidly, a flicker of pity flashing in his eyes. He knelt on one knee to meet the child at the very front at eye level. "It's okay now. The bad man has been driven away by your big brother. Everyone is safe now. I will help you contact your parents, you will be able to go home very soon."
The child in the lead asked blankly, "Can we go home now?"
"Right, come and hold my hand, I'll lead you all out." Sawada Tsunayoshi reached out his hand.
The child had just been startled and was in a state of defensiveness, not wanting to trust anyone, but this older brother was different.
His flame was so warm, so bright, just like the embrace of home.
The child reached out a small hand and placed it against the large hand.
Kawakyo felt relieved; she thought that letting her brother pursue the things he wanted to do wouldn't be a bad thing after all.
Her worry should be a form of protection, rather than an obstacle.
Big brother also said that he would try his best not to get hurt.
The older brother who works together with Sawada Tsunayoshi is truly dazzling.
Kawarihei waved his arms in excitement: "That's great, the kids are saved! Tian, you're amazing!"
I'm incredibly cool too.
Kyoko, I've joined the Port Mafia.
Mm, big brother, I've known for a long time.
I'm sorry, Kyoko, I have things I must do, but don't worry, I'm extremely confident that I won't let myself get hurt.
Mm-hmm, I believe in you, Tsuna.
Kyoko, aren't you angry with me?
Why would I be angry with you, Brother? I'm so happy that you've found your own direction. Instead of being angry, I think what I need to do most is to support you.
Actually, Tsuna told me a long time ago, he even apologized to me with a lot of guilt. But, I don't think it was a mistake, because my brother is very handsome now; he's my idol.
Wow, Tian Jixian has already said that? I am so incredibly grateful to him!
Kawarihei said happily, "Tian Jixian is so manly, Jixian has real responsibility."
He naturally accepted the future where he would work together with Sawada Tsunayoshi, with the most important factor being his sister's attitude; since his sister did not object, he had no more worries.
The Vongola's actions truly refreshed Amuro Tooru's perceptions time and time again, making one unable to help but wonder if this organization was truly the mafia, not some international rescue organization.
Looking at what they were all doing—cracking down on human experimentation, saving children, even the fact that the Leader was actually Japanese, which was very important.
Sawada Tsunayoshi's words truly shocked him; the look in his eyes as he neared death was no lie. Even while facing the arrival of death in a confined space, he refused to back down; he truly, deeply loathed the Vongola's past history of errors.
That's right, that's it. Is it because he knows history was wrong that he chooses to do good?
At this moment, his feelings toward Sawada Tsunayoshi were complicated; he was delighted that he was the boss and could lead the family on the right path, yet he felt it was a pity that he hadn't been recruited by the Public Security; it was such a waste.
Gin curled his lip in disdain, a mocking glint flashing in his eyes beneath his black hat.
Neither pure white nor pure black, walking a path that was neither white nor black, creating a complex background upon him—this kind of person was destined to be someone he could never appreciate.
By this point, the Guardians had finished watching. Several people who were essentially strangers to one another sat in the front, their expressions varied, everyone wanted to know what the World Consciousness intended to do next.
【The viewing should have come to an end by now, but besides the Guardians, there is another person of extraordinary status who needs to be watched. He plays an incredibly significant role in the growth of the Vongola Tenth Generation and possesses immense power.
After watching one more video, we will be able to enter the next stage.
The World Consciousness spoke slowly.
Even a smart person wouldn't need to think to know who that last person was.
Colonello chuckled, "Reborn, your story is about to be played soon. So, how about it, are you excited or not?"
Feng slowly said, "I don't know if Reborn is excited, but Mammon can't wait, Will must be looking forward to it as well."
The baby in the white lab coat let out a cold snort. "What are you acting so indifferent for? Don't tell me you don't feel anything."
Mammon: "I support Will."
Everyone knows that the future Reborn has already been able to grow up again; he has escaped that pathetic infant body. Reborn has only appeared a few times, they haven't seen enough of him yet.
As long as they saw Reborn's body returning to normal, they would feel hopeful.
Skull looked left and right, then put his hands on his hips. "Why do you all think it's Reborn? Hmph, don't forget Lord Skull! Perhaps my future self will become the leader of Reborn's disciples, so I might have an influence on him."
A cold breeze blew past, no one answered him; the air grew silent.
Skull: "Hey, say something! You guys were talking just fine a moment ago."
You guys are making this very awkward for me, say something.
I'm begging you, just smile a little, Number One.
Reborn: "Heh."
Skull was deeply moved: "I knew you were the best, Reborn."
Reborn: "Since I'm in a good mood right now, shut up and don't say a word."
Skull: "You got it!"
Do you believe there are angels in this world?
In a daze, Sawada Tsunayoshi seemed to hear someone whispering in his ear.
I don't believe it.
He replied.
No, angels do exist. If you don't believe me, look ahead.
Sawada Tsunayoshi looked ahead at what it said, where one, two, three, or four blurry figures stood.
A figure appeared, a tall man with large white wings and white hair. With those familiar purple eyes and that familiar inverted triangle crown, it was you, Byakuran!
Sawada Tsunayoshi blinked hard, a second figure also appeared.
Pineapple hair, heterochromia, that eerie kufufufu smile.. it's you, Rokudo Mukuro.