Class with Sheng:

Gang: I've been feeling strange recently, as if something was going to happen. (Well, yes, this is slippery. )

Suddenly, Okamoto, Yamamoto and Prison Temple, who are in the same class, emit three colors of light on their chests (well, I admit they are not in the same class). It alarmed everyone in the class, and they thought it was inflammation of the dead.

Prison Temple: Ten Generations or Ten Generations. . . . . This, this is how to return a responsibility (at this time, everyone in the prison temple is nervous and sweating)

Yamamoto: Strange, do you know what it's like, a bunch of people? (Yamamoto is also sweating all over at this time)

Outline: Wow ~ ~ ~ ~ I don't know what happened! ! ! ! ! !

Everybody: This, this, what's going on?

After a few seconds, the light disappeared, and three people (well, seven people) had Arcobaleno's logo on their chests, with seven nipples with different attributes.

At this time, I just stood up and ran home at a speed of 30 kilometers per second (even wearing X gloves can't fly that fast. . . . You are really something)

-Kong's house.

Ranbo: Huh? Ranbo's adult's chest how can appear green round things. (Everyone knows it's a ray-like pacifier.)

Then reborn looked at Ranbo, looked at his chest, and looked at his hand (crowd: reborn, you don't have to look anymore, you're back! ! ), then smiled (but it looked dangerous), and seemed to understand something: "At this time, those guys should be at school ~"

Just ran home and entered his room: "reborn, where are you?" It seems that suddenly, I saw rebirth (just, what is the degree of your eyes? ) "Hey ~ ~ ~" (I don't need to say it, everyone knows it)

Ranbo: Blue ~ Waves ~ Big ~ People ~ (It seems that our Ranbo is scared by gangs).

Outline: ............. was born again. His intuition told him that the familiar figure in front of him was reborn. They look at each other.

It seems that you still know me (grin)

The prison temple that rushed into the room: Huh? (louder this time) this, this, this, this, this (well, our prison temple stutters)

Cute Yamamoto followed (Cute? Of course it's cute. Where did you get so much nonsense? Keep writing! Our poor author was beaten for talking): Hey ~? ~? ~? ~? Our Yamamoto's voice is louder. )

R: You all responded well ~ ~ and grinned again (you might as well cry when you laugh! Q: What a big mouth you have! Our poor author was beaten again)

Three people looked at Ranbo and rebirth in surprise (wow, what a big mouth).

Our warm-blooded brothers followed closely (to prevent the eardrum from breaking, I protected my ears first):: Hey! ! ! ! ! ! Mr. bubble! ! ! ! ! ! (Our brothers said: What do you know? This is called art)

Next, the lark sama got up from the ground (you jumped so high and went down to the second floor): "What's the matter, baby?" Our clever lark sama noticed that the person in front of him was no longer a baby, but he remained calm.

At this time, Cullom, who was at a loss, also came from Obsidian: Bo, boss?

-

R: "It seems that you are all here. Since the nipple has chosen you, you have to shoulder the responsibility of protecting the nipple from today. " R suddenly became serious (reborn, you changed your face? )

Class: Milk, nipple, chose us?

Ping: I don't know the limit! ! !

Lark: Huh?

Then, R told them Arcobaleno's secret and mission (which he later made up himself). R: Even so, the appeaser will choose the person he thinks fit, and finally hand over the real power to the real heir. You are the seven people chosen by the appeaser. Besides, your nature is different from ours. Your nipples grow on you, just like a part of your body. Also, this nipple will be the weakest part of your body. Once you are hit, your whole body will be affected. Most importantly, non-7/3 rays are harmful to you from now on! ! ! ! ! (r said categorically that every word is powerful)

Outline: The real power of pacifiers? That is to say, do nipples still have potential?

R: yes!

Prison Temple: It's really a ten-generation list, but it was chosen by the nipple (eyes shining)

Gang: prison, prison temple and yourself. . . . . . . . . . (Words are interrupted by our Yamamoto)

Yamamoto: Ha ha ha, isn't that good?

Big brother: I seem to understand a little (with a thoughtful face)

Lark: Hum, I'm not interested (turns away)

Class: Yun, senior lark! ! !

If you stay now, I promise to fight with you.

Lark: Huh?

It began to fog around Cullom: kufufufu~~~, which was really energetic. You can hear such interesting things when you come back from the end of reincarnation.

Outline: 6. Rokudou mukuro

Prison Temple: This guy.

Lark: Huh? Can't you say more? All: just be brief, write your own, and don't interrupt casually. So, our poor author was beaten again and was seriously injured in hospital. Shamaru: Oh? This time it's * *, hee hee ~ I'm cured. Author: Fortunately, I am a woman, but do those people beat all women? )

From now on, you should learn to use new strength, and new exercises will begin soon. (walking out of the room while talking) deliberately using a childish voice: Mom, I'm hungry.

Gang: reborn, you go out like this. . . . . .

All right, you go back to school.

The lark hopped away, and so did Rokudou mukuro. . . . .

Gang: Huh? Still at school? How could I? What just happened will spread all over the school at once. Besides being a "loser", am I still regarded as an alien?

Prison Temple: It's all right, Shi Daimu. I'm here, and no one dares to do anything.

Outline:. . . . . .

Yamamoto: Haha, yes.

Liping: Do you want to try to block this first (pointing to the nipple)?

Prison Temple: Your lawn head is still useful.

Outline: Since it grows on the body, it should have nothing to do with clothes. Let's try to take it off and put it on again. It should cover it.

Prison Temple: It's really ten generations, but it's smart.

So, four people later returned to school together.

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Chapter III: Middle School.

Outline (thinking): What should I do? What should I do? Will be treated as a monster. . . . .

As a right-hand man, Jiansi saw the mind of the tenth generation: it's okay, the tenth generation. I'm here!

Outline: prison monarch (happy voice)

Yamamoto also replied: Haha, yes, yes, what's the big deal? Transfer.

Liao Ping: It doesn't matter if it's extreme, extreme or extreme. . . .

Outline (in mind): When they say this, there seems to be no insurmountable difficulty. Forget it, let nature take its course.

After entering the school and returning to the class, I just (thinking): If I can, I really hope to be so calm all the time.

Prison Temple (thinking): It's really quiet, but there is always a storm after a calm.

Yamamoto (thinking): It seems to be another disaster.

Ping (thinking): extremely nervous (big brother will be nervous, too? No. . Yes . . Think about it. . . Discussion)

Knock ~ ~ knock ~ ~ (class is over), all the students in the class began to shout: no, no, those losers have become aliens. . . Look, everybody! There they are! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! (pointing to the four numb people) The numb class began to sweat.

Soon, the story spread and everyone in the school knew it, but no one believed the students because they thought it was impossible. They thought they were just teasing the losers. And when they came to see it, they didn't find the so-called "round, luminous thing" (it seems to have helped Gang a lot)

-In three weeks.

Just now, my classmates forgot this matter (and no one will forget it), but there are six of them (although it should be seven normally, why don't you ask me six, because of the calf. . . . After three weeks of hard training, I finally fooled the new forces. If you want to know what the new motivation is, just follow it. Q: Don't tell me what the new power is.

A seemingly peaceful life can't be so peaceful all the time. For them, there are always unexpected things. . .

Master-

R: It seems that you are all familiar with the new power. However, Ping, you are protecting my old pacifier. Don't be careless, or .......... (. . When did our rebirth learn to speak half and half)

But, Ranbo, he. . . . Is it really okay?

Prison Temple: Yes, that stupid cow!

Ranbo: Hmm, hmm? Lord Ranbo. . . This car runs very fast (Oh, my God, it's playing with a toy car).

Yiping: Ranbo, you can't play alone. Yiping, you'd better argue with Ranbo when you can do things right. . . )

Yamamoto: Haha, my dad made sushi dinner today.

Liping: Really, the ultimate expectation! !

R: But it's good for you to relax once in a while. Go ahead.

-The fourth chapter came to Bingsheng Middle School's "Pongley X family"? -

In the first class, I heard the students chirping: "Have you heard about the new transfer students?" "Yes, four men and three women." "But you know what?" "What?" "According to reliable sources, those seven people are all mafia." "What? . . . "Including the three girls. . . . 。"

Gangster (thinking): Mafia! ! ! that . . .

Prison Temple (thinking): Cut! Mafia? What is that? Are you looking for trouble?

Yamamoto (thinking): There are really many mafia groups now, and there are also many people of our age.

The teacher came into the classroom: OK, OK, be quiet. As we all know, seven transfer students are going to transfer to our class today. . .

The class is boiling: what? Will all seven people come to our class?

Gang (thinking): Are you here to see us?

Prison temple (nature is psychology. . . I don't even want to fight): cut! It was originally to find fault (Brother Prison Temple, when did your mantra become "cut"? )

Teacher: OK, stop it. (turning to the children) Come in, seven people.

Seven people came in one after another, all in unison: hello, everyone, please give me more advice.

Another burst of boiling: look, look, that girl is good-looking. Kawaii, look, look, that boy seems very shy, Kawaii.

Teacher: Don't call them Kong, Lei, Lan, Yu, Yun, Wu and Qing for seven points.

Outline (Thought): Is it named after an attribute? But this name. . . Did it change later?

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Prison Temple (thinking): Yes, it is. . . . )! ! Changed the name with an attribute? They really should be taught a lesson, especially that Feng, who is really ugly.

Yamamoto: Empty? Big empty! ! Are seven attributes.

Seven transfer students sit in the seats arranged by the teacher in turn.

After class.

Gang (walking towards Kong): Hello, I'm Okada Gangji.

Kong: Hello, my name is the tenth hole.

Contour (center): x? Last name is X. . . . This. . .

Prison Temple (Heart): Sure enough, this guy is short of bombing.

Gangster: I heard that you are a mafia? All in the class.

Kong: Ah, yes, but you can't talk nonsense about such things. You will be caught by * *

Gang: Ah, right, right. . . . Will really be targeted by * * (just a drop of sweat on my head)

Kong: Then I'll call you Okaji Jun..

Gang: That's right.

Prison Temple: Ten Generations! (Perhaps because of the noise in class, Kong didn't catch the call of Dai Mu in the prison temple. Are you a hole or something?

Kong: Yes, you are. . . What's the matter (thinking: I feel that this person is going to kill me. . . )

Prison Temple: Are you a Mafia? Then which family are you from?

Kong: Huh?

Outline: Jason is more interested in the mafia, so. . .

Kong: Ah, I'm from Vonggula.

Gang: Yes, is it? (thinking: Poigley's? Right? . . . . )

Yamamoto: Haha, really? Poigley's, the name is familiar.

Prison Temple: What are you doing here, baseball idiot?

Yamamoto: Isn't it good to be together?

At noon.

Kong: Gang, thank you for inviting me to lunch.

Gang: You're welcome. That's nothing. By the way, you said you were from Vongola. What do you do?

Kong: What do you do? (looking at the outline in confusion)

Outline: Isn't the Mafia divided? For example, there are leaders and cadres. . . . . And ... . .

Kong: Ah, I see what you mean. I am the leader, the tenth leader of Poincare (sinister smile. The author interjected: This smile is really scary enough to make me sweat all over)

Outline: Peng, Peng Geli and Peng Geli's Top Ten Leaders? (Director Gang is sweating all over and nervous. He's already stuttering. )

Prison Temple (thinking): Huh? Pretending to be the tenth generation? There seems to be a reason.

Yamamoto (thinking): A fake gang? It seems very interesting. (Sure enough, Brother Yamamoto's mental structure is different from ordinary people. He was impersonated and didn't even know his purpose. Is it interesting? )

Liping (thinking): What's the matter? I don't understand the limit (forget it, big brother, it doesn't matter if you don't understand, as long as you don't expose your gang identity)

Kong: Ah, by the way, you know me?

Gang: Ah, no, not at all.

Kong: Really? Look, we hit it off. You are my first friend. Let me tell you something. But are you interested in the mafia?

Outline: interested, interested. (thinking: actually, I'm not interested at all, but who is this person who claims to be me? )

After that, Kong told the stories about Pongler one by one, including the outline, the temple, Yamamoto and Ping. From history to the present, there is nothing wrong. And Kong's weapon is actually gloves (this pirated tenth generation Ponglet is really fully armed)

Gang: Thank you for telling me so much. Obviously, we just met.

Kong: Nothing. In fact, I really want someone to know, so that in addition to my six protectors, I can tell others something I don't want to tell them. After all, if you can't tell them something disappointing, you will always feel very sorry for them.

Gang: Yes, that's true. If you don't meet expectations, you can't tell them.

Kong: Haha, sure enough, you can understand me, Gang. I didn't tell you for nothing.

Gang: Right, right. (thinking: actually, I always thought so)

Allen: Hey, boss, are you finished? (Alan, the shadow guardian of Kong, who suddenly appeared behind him, is quite handsome, but his tone of voice is really scary, as if he ignored Kong. It's completely different from our loyal dog. )

Kong: Eat, eat, eat, eat, eat. . . Kong seems to be afraid of him.

Gang (thinking): I think so. . who is it? Too many, senior lark. This man is really scary. . . . .

She: Hee hee, why is Allen so serious? Smile. (Look at the outline) Hello, my name is Yu. That's Alan (suddenly a lively, cheerful and lovely girl came, and that's Kong's Rain God).

Qing: Yes, you are so serious that you scared Kong again. However, it seems that you even scared his friends (a tall boy appeared).

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Gang (Xiang): Kong De's escort. . . . But why does it feel weird? Yes, it's far from Yamamoto, Big Brother and Prison Temple. . . .

-Chapter 5: Friend or foe? -

When I got home, I went home.

R: It seems that today is very interesting. What kind of person is that fake Stamford?

Gang: reborn, you know all about it?

R: certainly. However, it is really important to get on well with them first, which will also help you to know more about them and their purpose. But (R instantly blackens), whether the purpose of those people is friends or enemies is still a mystery. Never take it lightly. Speaking of which, do they know that you are the real tenth generation Poigley? Maybe they know it at all, just want to get closer to you little by little, and then. . . . . . . .

Gang: Okay, okay, reborn, stop it. I'll find out. I will.

The next day-

Kong: Good morning, Gang (seeing Kong Gang coming to school, he greeted him immediately)

Gang: Ah, good morning. Although I have been thinking about things since I left home, I came to school instinctively and instinctively.

Prison Temple: Good morning, Shi Daimu. I went to your house to look for you, but mom said you had left.

Yamamoto: Haha, A Gang left early today.

Gang: Yes. . . . elegant

It can be said that after a quiet morning, Kong and other seven people mysteriously went to a room. Kong, Yamamoto, Jiansi and Liao Ping quietly followed.

Are we really good at this?

Prison Temple: No problem. We are getting to know the enemy. Is it a little early? )

Yamamoto: Yes, wouldn't it be bad if we didn't understand their purpose?

Liao Ping: I think our restrictions should follow.

At this time, the lark is also very concerned about those people, and also quietly hides in a corner (God, when did you learn this kind of thing, Lark sama? )

In the room, Kong and others are talking about it.

Allen: We have been here for one day, but we don't know who is the real tenth generation of Pongler.

A Yu: Yes, not only that, but Kong also has time to make friends.

Kong: This. . . . . Friends are important anyway. More importantly, Gang Jijun is really a very good person.

Qing: Is that the man yesterday? I know that man. He is called a loser at school.

A Yun: Really, what about making friends? Personally, I think friends are important. After all, we are still strangers to this school (a girl with purple hair pouts)

But isn't the most important thing for us now to find out the real ten-generation Pongler? (The boy with a serious face said solemnly)

Wu: Are you sure that the tenth generation of Ponzi is in this school? (said a girl who looks weak but has first-class illusion)

Kong: Of course, the tenth generation of Ponzi must be in this school.

A Yun: Well, if it is Ponglet's tenth generation project, it should be a very powerful role. Should we? . . . . . . (interrupted by someone)

Allen: Of course, we should start with people with certain status and ability in the school.

A Lei: I don't think those delinquents are like them, but maybe someone is a guardian and I take care of them.

A Yun: Then I'll, I'll be in charge of the main force of various societies. Those people should have some skills.

Kong: OK, you do it first.

Wu: Anyway, you have to dig three feet to find it.

Outside, Gang: They don't seem to know who we are.

Prison Temple: Yes, but what are those people looking for us for?

Inside the door, she: Eh, forget it. Take your time.

Qing: What do you mean? None of your business?

Kong: We must find them by any means. I'm going to beat Pogley for ten generations, and then, hum. . . What a sinister smile! Outside, Okamoto, Kanji, Yamamoto and Heiping could not help shivering. )

A Yun: Do you kill them all afterwards?

Allen: Of course.

At this point::: Outline: What, what's going on? Prison Temple: Don't worry, Shi Daimu, I will protect you. Dear students of the prison temple, let's not talk about protection. First of all, there is something wrong with your name. . . )

Kong: You know, I'm not the XANXAS type. I'm of Pogley's blood. I am proficient in sports, but. . . . Gee, I'd like to see where that tenth generation place is better than me (I interject, first of all, people's personality is better than yours)

All right, let's go.

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Bander and others immediately left the door.

Gang: I didn't expect the purpose of the hole to turn out to be

Prison Temple: Sure enough, they are not good people.

Yamamoto: It seems that the situation is quite serious.

Liping: They said they would go to the club to find the main investigation. First of all, Yamamoto and I are really useful. What do you mean? The author, who had just been discharged from the hospital, was admitted to the hospital again. . . )

Gang: Yes. . . Then, be sure to keep your mouth shut and don't spill the beans.

Yamamoto: Haha, no, don't worry.

Liping: Yes, leave the quota to me! ! ! ! ! ! ! (Eyes flashing)

Gang: Listening to the hole. They seem to know XANXAS.

Prison Temple: Yes, Shi Daimu, leave it to me for further investigation.

G: Thank you. . .

Prison Temple: Where? Where is it? Our lovely Lan Shou is flattered. It is my pleasure to gain the trust of ten generations. . . . . . . . . . . The following is a bunch of nonsense from the prison temple, so I won't say it here. . . )

-

(The author interjects: God, after writing five chapters, I suddenly found myself meeting a bunch of people at the age of 54: Kyoko, Koharu, Bi Yangqi, Chamad and Feng Tai. . . . . Eh, forget it, the plot is unnecessary. I'll try to add something. . . . )

Since our lovely Mr. Prison Temple took over the job himself, he has tried every means to steal information. Let's take a look at it in the next two days. . . . . I don't even want to write it down. Oh ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Poor dog ~ ~)

The first day:

On the way to school, Jiansi didn't go to Tu Tu's house for the first time (personally, it was very interesting) to meet the tenth generation, so what did he do (people: you ask us? Me: No, no, I dare not. . . ), nature is to explore intelligence.

The students in the prison temple furtively followed the Ponglet X family. Suddenly I saw a cat looking at him. The students in the prison temple looked at the cat's classmates. Five seconds, four seconds, three seconds, two seconds later, 1 second later, the prison temple was furious: what are you looking at, silly cat? Watch me blow you up (pick up the bomb). I only heard the cat meow, jumped on the classmates in the prison temple and began to scratch his face with sharp claws. . . . . . (Prison Temple classmate, aren't you born with a cat problem? ) but fortunately, x (pseudo) didn't find it.

Have lunch at noon-

Gang: Da Prison, Da Prison Temple Jun, are you all right? How did you get that cut on your face?

Prison Temple: No, nothing, nothing. I got scratched by a melon this morning. . . . . (The faces of the students in the prison temple are embarrassed)

Kong: Melon? What is that?

Gang (responding immediately): The cat in the prison temple, haha. .

Yamamoto: Yes, yes, it's an unfriendly kitten.

The ring of the prison temple, Guayi, cried: Meow ~ ~

Kong: Did you hear the cat meowing?

Prison Temple: Huh? Where is it? You must have misheard me.

After school.

There was a cat in the prison temple that followed the tenth (fake) and met it again, so the cat didn't even meow, and went straight up to scratch the prison temple and ran away (poor prison temple. . . . )

The next day: (Let's skip straight to after school)

In the classroom

Prison Temple: I didn't know anything all day yesterday. I was bullied by a cat. . . . . . . . . . . That's ... . That's right. . . . Forget it. You must learn something today. Let me see those people's desks. The first is Qing, who loves snacks. Ah! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! (Crying all over the world) What is this? Rat trap! ? (Declare that the finger is not lost or broken)

Lark Samar: What are you doing, herbivore? Bite! ! !

Prison Temple: You're a pain in the ass! Shit, I can't get the bomb.

As you can imagine, the prison temple was killed by larks. . . .

Prison temple covered with scars: damn it. . . Pain, pain, pain. . Suddenly, I slipped and fell down the stairs. . . Ding! Mao! Bang! Knock ~ ~ ~ and fall)

Chamad: Are you dizzy? What a bother. Forget it, for Biyangqi's sake, I'll help you first.

-Chapter VII A long-silent partner.

After a while.

The prison temple has awakened.

Gang: Are you all right, Jia Sijun (very distressed)

Prison Temple: It's really my dereliction of duty to make the tenth generation worry about me. I'm really fine, thank you tenth generation.

Really? (expression of complete disbelief)

Prison Temple: Really, really. You don't believe it? Look, I can jump (say that finish, I jumped out of the hospital bed)! Ouch! I fell down at once.

Outline: prison monarch! ! ! (more worried)

Chamad: Really, I just have no memory!

Prison Temple: What did you say? ! ? !

Liao Ping (enters the door in a hurry): Octopus head! I heard you were injured, so let's take a look at your limit!

Kyoko: Hello, Zhai Xijun, Gang Jun and Yamamoto Jun.

Prison Temple/Gangster/Yamamoto: Of course.

Koharu: Hey? I, Koharu, also report.

Prison Temple: What are you doing here, stupid woman?

Koharu: What did you say? Who are you calling a stupid woman?

A stranger's voice came from outside the door: what a lively scene! Pongler's style is still so distinct! Why does this sentence remind me of Rokudou mukuro? Yes, he said something similar. . . )

Gang: Huh? (head quickly turns to the door)

A blond boy came out (how handsome! ! ! ): Of course, Pongley. My name is Wu Dong, and I come from Wu Dongming.

Everyone's face changed greatly = = = = = =

Minghui (using this name from now on): I am your companion, Ponglet's man. Mr. rebirth sent me.

Class: Rebirth?

R: that's right! That is me.

Minghui: So, from now on, I will collect information for you. You can rest, Jasmine .. Look at your injury.

Prison Temple: What did you say (angry)

Minghui: Well, please allow me to call you Pongley.

Gang: That's right.

The next day.

After school:

Minghui: Pongley, do you want to hear what I have collected?

Gang: Do you? So soon?

Prison Temple: How is that possible?

Minghui: It's about Kong. He is now alias "X hole", formerly known as "Jiang"

Gang: A pseudonym?

Prison Temple: Huh?

Minghui: Yes. Needless to say, he is Italian. I have known the Mafia and Pogley since I was a child, and I have a strong interest in the Mafia. Feelings for Ponglet may not even be as good as XANXUA's.

Really? Now I seem to understand why Kong wants to be the tenth generation of Pongler so badly.

Prison Temple: Ten Generations?

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