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

Gin is a person with a high IQ but no emotional intelligence.

No one would react like this when meeting an old flame.

At least I won't put a gun to someone's head.

Spumoni glanced at the silencer installed on the barrel and swallowed unconsciously.

She raised her hands to avoid angering the uncertain madman.

"What do you want to do? Gin." Spumoni warned the man in front of him calmly, "What you want to do has not been completed yet. I suggest you not to act rashly."

As if he was deliberately threatening, Spumoni lowered his voice and said, "You don't want others to know your identity, right?"

Gin was silent while chewing a cigarette, as if considering what she said.

Seeing this, Spumoni thought he had gained a bargaining chip, and when he spoke again, his tone was somewhat proud: "I know you carried out this mission behind that gentleman's back, and you don't want the organization to treat you - —”

"biu!"

There was a bullet hole in the woman's forehead, and bright red blood flowed from it, staining the face that had been carefully put on makeup.

She didn't have time to say the unfinished words, but it was impossible to say them anymore.

Gin calmly put away the pistol, looked at the woman's straight and fallen body, and uttered three words of indifference.

"It's a lot of talk."

At the same time, Lancer, who was taken to a closed room, was woken up by the system on time five minutes later.

After the bodyguard threw him on a big bed in the room, he touched his body with his hands, as if checking whether there were any dangerous assassination tools on him.

Lancer almost jumped up and silenced the person reflexively, but luckily he held it back.

After confirming that he was just an ordinary guest who came to the casino to play, the bodyguard left the room, and not long after, Nakagawa Shigei came in from the outside with a smile and closed the door.

But what he didn't know was that his confidant bodyguard guarding the door was quickly suppressed by several mysterious gamblers who secretly followed him.

He couldn't scream even if he wanted to. He could only watch helplessly as the man with long silver hair tied crookedly stood at the door and smoked quietly for a while.

In the room, Lancer pinned down Nakagawa Shigei, who wanted to do something wrong to him. The man's strong muscles were quite powerful, and it was not easy to subdue him properly.

The other party didn't notice his little fuss, and pinched Lancer's neck with his rough palms. The strength of his hands was huge, and he easily pressed him back to the bed, lowered his head and bit him. on the neck.

Lancer gasped in pain and tried hard to push this guy away, but found that his body was as heavy as a huge stone and he couldn't push it no matter how hard he pushed.

"Beauties are all hot, and it's normal to be a little aggressive. I just like people with a special temper like you!"

Nakagawa Shigei smiled with ferocious features. As he spoke, he reached out to lift Lancer's high-slit skirt, but Lancer wanted to stop him.

During the struggle, a pile of breast pads squeezed out from the V-shaped low neckline, and the originally uneven curves instantly turned into a flat plate.

Nakagawa Shigei: "..."

Where is his beauty? !

Lancer took advantage of his daze, broke free from the shackles with his palms, clenched it into a fist, and then hit the man's face with all his strength. When his upper body was tilted and crumbling, he kicked him again and kicked him off the bed.

The door was opened by Gin from the outside.

[System: Oh, awesome! 】

The flying legs kicked off the red high-heeled shoes, drew a beautiful arc in the air, and then smashed towards Gin's face.

Gin chewed on his cigarette and took the shoes in his hands with a calm expression. Looking at Lancer's long legs, he closed the door behind him vigilantly, and then stepped on Nakagawa Shigei's face.

Vodka and others who were locked out said: "???"

Such explicit eyes swept across Lancer's body, and even if he didn't need to say it explicitly, Lancer could tell what he meant from Gin's face.

He hurriedly retracted his legs and tried to cover it up a few times, but in fact it had no effect at all.

Nakagawa Shigei originally wanted to resist again, but when a gun was hit on his head, he lay on the ground and did not dare to move.

It could be seen that Gin's visitor was not a good person, so Nakagawa Shigei secretly clenched his hands, looked at the man's legs and made quick calculations in his mind.

He pretended to be nervous and asked: "What is your identity? What do you want to do? I should have never offended you!"

Gin raised the corners of his lips, his eyes and expression showing contempt.

"Mr. Nakagawa has a very bad memory. I sent someone to communicate with you before, but it's a pity that you are too high-minded and disdain to deal with people like us... Have you forgotten it yourself?"

As if he remembered something, Nakagawa Shigei opened his eyes in shock: "Are you the one...what kind of drink are you drinking?"

His hand that was about to move was severely stepped on the ground by a foot before he was about to stretch out to grab Gin's leg.

As if to vent his anger, Lancer pressed his toes hard a few times to avenge the defeat he had suffered just now.

"Really! You don't even remember the name of your enemy. How did you manage to survive until now?"

He took a syringe from Gin's hand and plunged it into Nakagawa Shigei's neck without hesitation.

Nakagawa Shigei didn't know what kind of medicine he had been injected with, and he tried to struggle desperately, but soon Gin kicked him hard in the vital part of the man. In an instant, it was as if all the strength in his body was taken away, and Nakagawa Shigei lay on his back. He was twitching like a shrimp on the floor.

Sure enough, men understand men better.

Gin could see the traces of injuries on Lancer at a glance.

He paused for a moment, then threw the half-smoked cigarette into Nakagawa Shigei's hand and stepped on it hard.

The pain from the sparks scalding his skin hadn't gone away yet, and his fingers felt like they were broken when they were squeezed by the leather shoes, which made him ache.

Lancer touched his neck and said with a guilty conscience: "I could have gotten rid of them all, but for the sake of you still wanting to keep him and your old lover..."

"Spumoni is dead," Gin said.

"Eh?" Lancer quickly took a look at his mission.

It’s actually in a completed state!

He raised his head and asked, "Did she really betray the organization?"

"...So be it."

Gin stretched out his arms to hold the brooding young man in front of him. When his eyes touched, Lancer saw the sullen annoyance and dissatisfaction in his eyes.

He winced nervously and covered his neck with his hands a little guilty. Then he saw the man's tall figure cast a shadow under the light.

The men who had been waiting outside the door for a long time secretly peeked through the crack in the door.

When he saw the person, one of his subordinates let out a small exclamation.

"Oh! This necklace is so unique!"