Soul Chuan Ke Xue: I call gin and wine my wife

The wind in the autumn night stopped temporarily after swaying for a while.

When Gin put his arms around Lancer's waist, his hair was swaying around Lancer's neck, causing Lancer to scratch his chin.

"Don't mess around," he muttered.

Hearing this, Gin put her face to the back of his neck and asked in a low voice: "What? Didn't you say you wanted to catch me?"

"Oh no..." Lancer felt very embarrassed: "I'm still driving a yacht! Do you want us both to fall into the water?"

The vodka at the back protested amidst the sound of the huge yacht engine: "It's three!"

Lancer: "..."

They quickly fled to a safe place, abandoned the yacht here and landed on land.

Bomore couldn't bear it any longer and almost fell to his knees when his feet went weak. Fortunately, Kamu helped him.

Only then did Lancer and Gin realize: "Are you injured?"

"Not only was he injured, he was almost dead." Bomore's voice sounded weak, and he finally couldn't hold on and sat on the ground.

It's very far here, far away from the main island of Tropical Paradise, and even further away from the exit.

Whether he can hold on until he leaves here is still a question.

Kamu frowned, knelt down and turned his back to him, saying, "I'll carry you out, come up quickly."

Bomore smiled, "Don't you think I'm too heavy?"

"It's lighter than vodka," Camus said.

Lancer couldn't help but glance over at Vodka, his eyes becoming more disgusting.

When Gin said he was injured, Lancer thought he had injured a vital part, but it turned out that it was fine even if Gin threw him into the water from such a height.

When I looked at it now, I saw that it was only my calf that was injured.

Probably because Lancer's distaste was too obvious, Vodka had no choice but to explain: "Big brother gave me a temporary bandage."

Is it necessary to use gauze bandage or something like that? Gin didn't look like someone who would carry these around.

So Lancer guessed that the man might have torn his clothes.

But seeing that the man's clothes were not in good condition, Lancer's eyes gradually became subtle, and there was still confusion in them.

Then Gin grabbed the back of his neck and threw him aside like a chicken.

The man's eyes were like daggers, as if he could see through what Lancer was thinking.

"It's a windbreaker." Gin explained with some emotion in his voice.

Lancer suddenly realized, "Oh, that's it."

On the other side, Bomore and Camu have already staged a life-and-death drama.

Bomore's face had turned pale due to excessive blood loss. He stretched out his hand with difficulty and tried to grab Kamu's finger.

Kamu struggled twice, and seeing how weak he looked, he couldn't bear it for no reason, so he had to let him go.

Bomore said intermittently: "I may not live long, Kamu, I know I am very annoying, but... there are some things I must say before I die..."

For some reason, Kamu suddenly felt his throat tightening, and he swallowed uncontrollably.

The high-level killer showed an unknown side, and with a forced smile on his face, he said to him seriously: "You are really, special...specially like my wife."

"..."

"Can you call me husband? Then I can die in peace."

Originally, Gin frowned slightly, really thinking that Bomore's injury was serious.

But if you look closely, you can see that the wrinkles on his clothes are a bit strange, and he must be wearing a body armor. Even if shot at close range, if there is a body armor buffer, this position will only be slightly injured, and no vital parts will be injured.

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Lancer crossed his arms and curled his lips angrily.

Originally, Bomore thought he had performed well, but Kamu closed his eyes, took out the pistol from his waist, and loaded the bullet.

He pointed the muzzle of the gun at Bomore and said with a serious face: "I don't want to see my companions suffer like this. Instead of letting you die of excessive blood loss and pain, it is better for me to kill you with one shot. Long Road to Hell, we always have The chance to meet again..."

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Bomol sat up straight and hugged Kamu's thigh to beg for mercy: "Don't! How can you attack one of your own?"

What's wrong with him? He just wanted to hear the handsome boy call him husband!

Seeing the real danger approaching, Bomore hurriedly asked Lancer and Gin behind Camu for help: "You two, stop him quickly!"

Lancer, who was leaning next to Gin, crossed his arms gracefully and said with a smile: "Don't you see that Kamu is teasing you? You are allowed to play with others, but others are not allowed to play with you?"

Gin was noncommittal.

Just as Lancer said, Kamu was not stupid either. He put away the pistol with an expressionless expression and said coldly: "I'm going to explore the road."

Bomore sighed and stretched out his hand towards Gin: "Man, carry me on your back. I really can't walk!"

Gin glanced at the injured area, and reminded him with a raised lip: "I've always been rude. If I make your injury worse, I'm afraid you'll have to lie flat even if you catch someone in the future. Son."

A small amount of blood flowed out from the lower abdomen because Bomore tried to stand up. When Bomore heard Gin's words, his whole body froze.

But to be honest, although the injury is not serious, it is still troublesome.

Lancer didn't want them to have trouble when they went back, so he took out a second treatment injection and threw it into Bomore's lap.

"Inject this and come with us."

Gin was irritated that Bomore could actually use the same potion as him. On the one hand, he was slightly sour and dissatisfied with Lancer's overly generous hand. On the other hand, he comforted himself that he couldn't just kill the donkey.

Although he does this kind of thing often.

Bomore remained skeptical.

He looked at the couple in front of him sadly and doubted: "Could this be poison? Do you want me to hang here?"

"Ah Zhen, you are never merciless when dealing with members of the organization. Don't you think so..."

Gin reached out to him: "Give me the medicine."

"No!" Seeing that he was about to grab it, Bomore immediately stopped hesitating and injected it into his arm.

His injuries healed at a visibly rapid rate, shocking Bomore.

The injury was healed, but Lancer's attention was also diverted.

Lancer leaned on the man and asked repeatedly: "What did he call you? Ah Zhen? Is this your real name? Why didn't you tell me? I also want to call you Ah Zhen..."

Gin was so annoyed that he put him on his shoulder with one hand and strode away.

"When you get back, you can scream whatever you want - if you don't think your life will be short."