VV(2)

Humming a little song, Veneto walked past Hood's door, but Hood didn't seem to be at home, for this result, Veneto was a little down, and finally had a chance to surpass that guy in size, but she was not there.

To tell the truth, Veneto was very envious of Hood who could have two cats, and once Veneto also planned to raise two cats, but for some reason, the cats seemed to have a strange fear of Veneto, and every time Veneto finally caught one, he was finally defeated by the other party's struggle and helpless eyes, and finally had to let it go.

"Hello, Miss Veneto, may I ask you for something about Miss Hood?" Prestige, who had just returned from shopping, was surprised to see Veneto wandering around the door of Hood's house, but immediately greeted him out of politeness.

Originally, Veneto was torn between waiting for Hood to return or leave, when the voice of prestige suddenly sounded, which scared Veneto.

"Ahh Ahem, hello, I'm just here... Not... Move your body, well, move your body," Veneto symbolically stretched his arms.

"Huh?" Prestige quickly noticed the change in Veneto's body, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

Prestige has already guessed the reason why Veneto, who doesn't have a good relationship with his own lady, came here, although he doesn't know how Veneto did it, but if Miss Hood sees it, Prestige can already imagine what will happen.

"That's the case, then I won't bother you, Miss Veneto, by the way, Miss Veneto, you are very beautiful today," Prestige bowed slightly, and walked into Hood's house.

"Thank you" Veneto watched the prestige enter the house, the expression on his face became happier, since Hood doesn't seem to be there, then let's go go somewhere else, Veneto thought so, as soon as he turned around, he heard a voice like a lady: "Miss Veneto, why do you have so much time today... What the? The tone of the last two words was raised several times almost instantly, and Hood looked at Veneto in disbelief, "This... I see, I see", Hood quickly adjusted after a brief gaffe, as if his surprise just now did not exist.

"Huh?" Veneto looked at Hood, expecting that the other party's reaction would be greater.

But then Hood's actions made Veneto a little puzzled, and from his handbag, Hood took out some small round ball-shaped objects, well... After a moment's recognition, Veneto recognized it as cat food.

Hood held out a handful of cat food to Veneto, and just put it down quietly, as if waiting for something.

After a brief pause, Veneto couldn't help but ask, "That... Hood, what are you doing? ”

"It's strange that you were able to train them so well in such a short period of time, it took me years..."

"What?" Veneto hadn't yet reacted to what Hood was saying.

"Since everyone has cats, there's nothing to hide, right, and didn't you already know about it?" Hood replied angrily, and at the same time leaned the cat food in his hand slightly against his chest, only to see a phantom flashing, and the cat food piled on top seemed to have disappeared a few, but Veneto didn't pay attention to it just now, just saw something flash out of the corner of his eye, and after a while, another phantom suddenly flashed out, but this time Veneto finally saw clearly, it was a cat paw, the small pink meat pad looked very cute, and the disappeared cat food was plucked by this cat's paw and disappeared somewhere.

Although he understood what it was, Veneto was still a little confused.

"How did you train them so well?" Hood moved his shoulders unnaturally and asked Veneto with an inquiring expression.

"Training? No, you know, cats don't like me," Veneto was right, and just as Hood approached Veneto's side, a certain part of the body moved in confusion.

"Huh? So what did you raise? Hood was more curious.

"I don't have anything" Veneto already understood what Hood was asking at this time, and deliberately straightened his chest, which was suddenly like this after waking up this morning.

"......" Hood stared at Veneto's chest, "Can I touch it?" ”

"It's... This—" Veneto hesitated for a moment, but agreed.

The next plot is a little inappropriate for children.,Let's skip it for the time being.,Yes.,It's you.,The one who wants to peep.,Gendarmerie, catch him!

Now, let's skip to two minutes later.

"Hehe, hehe, he" Hood suddenly let out a burst of laughter that made Veneto get goosebumps, "It's just me, it's just me, hehe" In the time when Hood was laughing, bursts of glare began to appear out of thin air, and at this time, the ship's mother was summoning the signs of the ship's outfit.

"It's all right, Hood, you'll have it too," Veneto comforted.

"Hand over the real Veneto!" Hood's tone was very cold, and the glowing muzzles of the guns were all aimed at Veneto.

“!!!” Veneto didn't expect Hood's reaction to be so big, but her pride as the godfather of the mafia didn't allow her to be called a fake.

"I'm Veneto, Vittorio Veneto!" Veneto also summoned his ship's outfit, anyway, in the port area, even if the two fight, under the special rules of the port area, all the injuries suffered by the two will not be shown physically, but of course, the resources used for repair are still the same.

"No, you must be a fake!" Hood roared angrily and opened fire, the cannonball smashed on Veneto's gun mount, and the Admiral, who was dealing with the affairs of the port area, did not see the resource board hanging on the wall at all, and the reserves of steel and oil were suddenly reduced somewhat.

"It's a fight."

"Well, it's a fight"

"Miss, this is unseemly, Miss, Miss Hood!" Prestige ran out of the house after hearing the first shelling, but Veneto and Hood were already in a fight.

Prestige didn't feel that he had the ability to go up and separate the two at this time.

A group of melon-eating people not far away were watching the excitement and watching the two people who were pouring artillery fire on each other.

"Which of the two of them do you think will win?"

"I think it's Veneto, she's also battleship-class, anyway"

"I think it's Hood, she's more flexible, and she's able to increase speed by reducing her weight when necessary, and she's not weaker than Veneto."

"Well, no matter who wins anyway, it's the Admiral who cries."

"That's right."

"Come on, come on, it's open, Veneto 1.2 to 1, Hood 1 to 1.3" a voice shouted from far to near in the crowd of onlookers.

"I'm betting on Veneto, 300 oil!"

"I'm Veneto too, 500 bullets!"

"I choose Hood, 300 aluminum!"

What a lively breakfast.