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

As Gin's right-hand man, Belmod often plays different roles and successfully completes all the tasks assigned to him.

It is undeniable that she has a good impression of Gin, but she has strong doubts about Gin's vision.

Like this moment.

The man who exudes elegance after dressing up will undoubtedly capture the hearts of all women who see him. No matter in appearance or figure, he is much better than the man sitting here to gamble.

But what happened to the woman who appeared next to him?

Wearing an evening dress that only appears at cocktail parties, most of her back is exposed. Although her thin back is skinny and sexy, and her waist is so slender that she can't hold it, her thighs are exposed like that. She is not saying to others, "Come and flirt." "I"?

Moreover, the face is also very beautiful, and the lipstick has been reapplied.

Can't Gin see that he got a bargain?

When Belmode, who was dressed as a waiter, looked at Gin and the people around him, his eyes were evil, as if he wanted to eat them both.

Lancer raised the corners of his mouth and smiled slightly at the other party.

His hand on Gin's arm tightened slightly, and he leaned his head against it.

Gin looked down at him in confusion, and then took him to sit down at a roulette table in the casino.

"What are you looking at?" Gin asked him.

Lancer propped his elbows on the edge of the gambling table, held his cheeks with his fingers, and calmly said, "You are so popular! There are so many women who are obsessed with you, how can you not be tempted?"

Gin asked someone to start a round of roulette, and when there was a gap in betting on the numbers, he glanced sideways at Lancer who was waiting for the answer, and then put the coat in his hand on his lap.

Because of someone's inelegant sitting posture, the bottom of the high-slit skirt was almost exposed.

Lancer was stunned for a moment, silently put his coat on his knees and looked away. When he turned away, his ears were slightly red.

[System: This is the top hunter! Damn he’s so good! Host, do you want to see your electrocardiogram right now? Data monitoring can be seen~]

roll!

Lancer yelled angrily in his heart.

After he regained his inner peace, he saw that Gin had a pile of chips in front of him.

Lancer: "???"

Is this man's luck a little too good?

The turntable contains a lot of water and the maneuverable space is too strong. Most people rarely play the turntable to gamble on numbers. But Gin not only had good eyesight, but also good luck. He guessed the number correctly seven or eight times out of ten times.

"I think after we leave here, we might as well go to the lottery."

Lancer held his chin and said, humming a little awkwardly: "Why do you know everything?"

After Gin signaled for a break, the dealer also started serving the guests on the other side.

When he was free, Gin did not answer his question, but motioned Lancer to look at the blackjack table in the middle of the casino.

"The man in the dark blue suit is our target this time."

Lancer casually took out a small mirror and straightened his wig. "Are you going to get rid of him?"

"Ah."

"Isn't that easy to handle?" Lancer didn't know why Gin went to all this trouble to come here.

I saw Gin lighting a cigarette for himself, and after slowly exhaling a burst of white smoke, he continued: "Before he dies, he must sign a transfer letter. And he always takes himself with him His cronies are in and out of casinos, so it’s not easy to start with.”

Listening to it this way, it is indeed a bit difficult.

It's easy to let him die, but to make him willingly cut off his flesh, no one would be able to swallow this breath, right?

Lancer suddenly thought of something and asked him: "Hallucinogens? Did you take the hallucinogens just for him?"

"Ah."

After scanning the man's body again, Lancer made up his mind: "Are you sure you can deal with his henchmen?"

"If that woman doesn't rebel, I'm 70% sure."

Lancer was curious: "Which woman?"

"The one sitting next to him."

Following Gin's pointer, Lancer caught sight of a woman with a pure and pleasant appearance but sexy and revealing clothing. It could be seen that she was very fond of that man. Even when gambling, she would put her arms around the beautiful woman's shoulders, and pinch her shoulders and waist with dishonest hands.

"Is she also a member of the organization?" Lancer asked casually.

But Gin sneered, looked at him with interest for a long time, and finally said: "Listen to Vodka, you are eating my jealousy."

"I didn't—" Lancer subconsciously wanted to retort.

"You haven't even figured out who you are jealous of. Are you really just here for fun?"

Object?

A few blurry photos he had seen in the file flashed through Lancer's mind, and when he took another look at the beautiful woman with exquisite makeup, he couldn't sit still.

"Is she Spumoni?!"

The young man gritted his teeth and held a pistol under the hand holding the bag.

A big hand pressed his hand down, and Gin reminded him: "Now is not the time to take action, and there is currently no evidence that Spumoni betrayed the organization."

Lancer narrowed his eyes: "What evidence do I need to kill her?"

"Boss is very taboo about infighting among members of different subordinates."

"It's so funny! There are so many undercover spies in this organization like reptiles. From top to bottom, people who adhere to the principle of preferring to kill by mistake rather than let go, actually still care about whether members will fight among themselves?"

Lancer clenched his fingers and said dissatisfied with the man: "Or is it because that is your old lover, so you want to be lenient to her?"

Gin snorted coldly: "In your eyes, am I such an indecisive person?"

[System: The mission is currently on, and you are actually able to quarrel...]

Lancer couldn't bear it and said angrily: "It's not me who wants to quarrel with him!"

Everyone nearby looked over, and everyone's eyes were full of gossip and curiosity.

Gin frowned slightly, her eyes roving carefully on his face, her sharp eyes seeming to see through him completely.

Then he asked, "Who are you talking to?"

"..."

Tired, destroy it.

Lancer didn't know how to explain it to Gin, and even if he did, he might not believe it.

He stood up in annoyance, returned the coat in his hand to the man, and left silently.

When Gin's mood also became extremely bad, the mobile headset hidden in his ears heard the voice of his companion.

"Boss, are you ready to act now?"

"Yeah." Gin loosened his collar, and the air pressure on his body dropped sharply.

"Keep an eye on Spumoni. If she does anything unusual, get rid of her immediately."

"Yes!"

The teammates of the team responded promptly, and when Gin stood up, he suddenly heard Belmod's questioning voice——

"Gin, why did your new horse get involved? Is this also your arrangement?"

The man's eyelids twitched. He raised his head and took two steps to look into the distance. Lancer took advantage of the gap between the people next to the target person to get off the table and sat directly next to him.

The target spotted him at a glance, and he couldn't hide the salivating in his eyes.

Gin tightened the cigarette in his hand and pinched the cigarette butt out of the fingernail mark.