Days and nights of pursuit of Dottore

Chapter 364: Solitary Favorite

Because of the accidental injury caused by Tartaglia's punch, Pantalone and him immediately started fighting. Cheng Yan narrowed his eyes and looked at the two of them, and joined the fight without hesitation.

He has wanted to fight them for a long time!

The venue was suddenly in a mess, with guests screaming and dodging. The momentum from the fight between the three men even cut the green grass on the lawn clean.

Alechino stood up from a hillside not far away and gestured to the three people who were fighting seriously.

Pantalone reluctantly retracted his strength and grabbed Cheng Yan's hand that was waving towards his face.

"If Dotore came by himself, would you still dare to fight him like this?"

Cheng Yan snorted heavily, "Zan Zan is meant to be pampered! Only you are meant to be beaten!"

Pantalone had said so many bad things about him, both openly and secretly, and he must have also tried to sow discord between him and Zanzan in private.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. In a personal revenge, Cheng Yang wanted to tear off the mask on Pantalone's face.

"You are not allowed to talk to me while wearing a Zanzan costume, or I will go back and steal everything from the Northland Bank!"

Pantalone curled his lips calmly, "If you steal a Mora, I will ask Dotore to return it. He can't run away anyway, so you can do whatever you want."

Cheng Yan's eyes were round with anger. It seemed that Pantalone had teased him enough and used the force to push Cheng Yan's hand back.

"That's enough. Are you really going to fight until dark? It's time to get down to business."

Then, taking advantage of the opportunity to withdraw his hand, he hit Tartaglia hard on the head.

"hiss……"

Tartaglia covered his head and pursed his lips in a depressed mood, but his body turned and rushed towards the burly man who was covered by several nets.

The sturdy man with blue eyes was watching the show seriously, when suddenly a net was dropped to cover him. His first reaction was to struggle, but the more he struggled, the tighter the net became.

When he was about to tear the nets apart in anger, three people suddenly came and surrounded him.

The net was already in danger of breaking, so Cheng Yan flew over and grabbed his neck tightly.

Pantalone controlled his upper body, and Tartaglia tightened the net around his legs.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the sturdy man's dark blue eyes oozed liquid, which flowed onto Cheng Yan's arm, making him feel a chill.

However, if I let go, he would break free, so I could only suppress my nausea and continue to lock his head.

Noticing the substance on Cheng Yan's arms, the Villette on the stage's pupils shrank, and she almost instantly came to Cheng Yan's side.

"you……"

Feeling the power of the surging water of the primordial fetal sea, Villette raised his hand as if he wanted to touch Cheng Yan, but his fingers trembled and did not fall.

More and more liquid was secreted from the dark blue pupils. Villette made a gesture and everyone in the venue was taken away by the guards in an instant.

The sturdy man seemed to realize that the three people on his body were restraints that he could not break free of, and then his shape began to change. His skin became soft and smooth like slime, and the hard bones and muscles that Cheng Yan had just restrained turned into the texture of jelly in an instant.

"Ouch, this feels disgusting."

He forced himself not to let go, and the strong man under him had turned into a child.

A pair of big blue eyes stared straight at Cheng Yan, and tears flowed out of his eye sockets like a flood.

“Uwaaaaa——! You hate me! You said I was disgusting! Uwaaa——”

The Heart of God, which had transformed into a child, no longer needed to be restrained by three people. Pantalone confirmed that the net was wrapped around his hands, feet and neck before slowly releasing his hands.

Cheng Yan withdrew his hand early, looking at the child in front of him crying loudly, feeling helpless.

"Hey, I'm not saying you're disgusting, I'm saying that feeling, it's like putting your hand into something rotten, disgusting."

The child cried even louder, "I am the precious and pure Eberl, not some disgusting rotten thing!"

"Uh, Eber? Isn't that the Heart of God?"

The boy stopped crying and looked at Cheng Yan with his big eyes. "It's not the Heart of God. It's Eber. This is the name I gave myself! It means pure water!"

Cheng Yan raised his hand and touched his head to comfort him, then looked up at Villette with a puzzled look.

The Vilet pulled up one of the boy's hands. "I want to investigate his whereabouts and influence in recent days. Come with me."

His tone was gentle when facing Cheng Yan.

Then he turned around and looked at Pantalone, Tartaglia, and Arlecino who were approaching slowly.

"As for you, give me a reasonable explanation today, or your queen will take the winter's things in exchange for you."

After saying that, he held the little boy with one hand and Cheng Yan with the other, and left the messy venue like a family of three.

Pantalone pinched his chin and watched the backs of the people leaving.

"Did you bring a camera? Take a picture of them and send it to Dotore."

Alechino disagreed. "The judge of Fontaine only trusts Cheng Yan. Only Cheng Yan has a say in front of him. Before you officially get the Heart of the Water God, don't conflict with Cheng Yan again."

Pantalone snorted and did not comment, only Tartaglia put her hands on her hips.

"I don't care about the rest. When can he tell the judge that his name is Cheng Yan?"