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

maritime--

A speedboat is approaching quickly towards another small yacht.

The white waves that rose up cut a herringbone in the sea water, and soon disappeared into the sea.

When the speedboat docked dangerously close to the yacht, a chain was thrown out of the yacht, and Lancer fastened it to the side of the speedboat.

He stepped onto the yacht with the metal chain and turned back to wave to Gin on the speedboat.

Gin followed closely behind, and at the same time, a tool man on the yacht got on the speedboat and was responsible for driving this thing away.

But he didn't expect there was another person on the speedboat.

A temporary action team assembled on the yacht. In addition to Vodka, Chianti, and Cohen who often followed Gin on missions, there were also old faces from Death Training Island.

However, the people on both sides were unfamiliar with each other, so there was almost nothing to say before Lancer and Gin arrived.

"You two are so slow!" Bomalo played with the dagger in his hand, narrowed his beautiful eyes, and looked at the two of them. "There has been no news from you recently. Have you two gone on a honeymoon trip around the world?"

Lancer found an empty seat and sat down, crossed his legs and pushed the sunglasses he was wearing to his head.

The silver hair was pushed back along the forehead, revealing a smooth forehead.

He nodded and praised: "This is a really good idea! My dear, when this mission is over, let's go travel around the world, okay?"

Gin kicked Vodka's foot.

This big guy had always had poor eyesight, and when he saw Lancer sitting next to him, he had no intention of giving up his seat. Gin had to persuade him personally.

Vodka had no choice but to squeeze into the corners.

As soon as the two big guys arrived, the atmosphere on the yacht became much more lively.

Bomore, who was in charge of driving the yacht, heard Lancer's words and mocked from the front: "Yes, yes, when you come back from traveling around the world, you will find that you two have been kicked out of the group chat, and the superiors have been reshuffled. ”

Lancer made a sound of dissatisfaction, but he also knew that what he said was not impossible.

The wind direction of the organization changes rapidly, and whoever can seize the opportunity will take power.

After greeting Camus and the others, the Chianti woman complained: "Gin, who are they? Why haven't I seen them before?"

"Help." Gin said these two words lightly, leaning on the backrest and spreading his arms, looking like a gangster.

Cohen said two words in a few words: "Unfamiliar."

"That's it! How can you cooperate with someone you've never met before!" Chianti is a woman who always has high standards, but she is not very skilled. Lancer doesn't bother to pay attention to her.

However, if Gin wanted to take her and Cohen with him, he must have had his plans, so Lancer didn't ask.

Gin said: "It doesn't matter. I brought someone you are familiar with to enhance our relationship."

"Who?"

Several people looked at the chain that was set up.

I saw a man chewing a cigarette and wearing a black knitted hat, carrying a gun bag and stepping over from the speedboat. His ascetic and cold face always had a nonchalant expression.

It wasn't until he saw unfamiliar and familiar members of the organization showing shocked and panicked expressions when they saw him that he finally grinned while biting his cigarette.

"Good morning everyone, who wants to deepen our relationship with me?"

Chianti's mouth remained open until he heard Lancer chuckle, and he finally came back to his senses.

She stood up abruptly from her seat.

"Gin! What's going on! Akai Shuichi, isn't he already dead? He died in the hands of Keir——"

Chianti's voice stopped mid-sentence.

Pomaro finally got the chance to speak, and he put his hand on his chin and sneered: "Isn't it? Isn't it? Is there anyone who doesn't know that Keir was an undercover agent of the CIA when he was drinking? It was eight hundred years ago, why? Is there anyone out there with such a lack of information?"

Chianti turned to look at Pomaro and aimed the gun in his hand at her.

"You, woman, are as annoying as Belmode!"

"I don't dare to take it seriously. Belmod has a close relationship with the boss. Who am I? Haha!" Is Bomalou sincerely mocking his status, or is he just a weird absinthe? Everyone present was confused and couldn't hear it. Come up with a reason.

After the quarrel with Pomaro failed, Chianti got angry at Gin again: "This Shuichi Akai is from the FBI. The organization insists on accepting him even though it knows that his identity is questionable. Who is responsible for the problem?!"

Rai, who was cued, scanned around and finally focused on the position next to the vodka, "Squeeze in."

Vodka: "..."

Why can't you get along with him? !

Gin kept silent, and Lancer raised his hand to suppress the muzzle of Chianti's gun, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, he is one of ours now. If you find any strange behavior on his part that seems to be betrayal, you can kill him directly—— Haven’t you always wanted to kill him?”

Rai, who was holding the cigarette box, looked towards him, his stinky face seemed to say: Are you polite?

Lancer smiled back.

Chianti was unwilling to accept it. Seeing that Gin also acquiesced to this matter, she sat back angrily and crossed her arms in dissatisfaction.

"I'll report this to Rum!"

Ginjiu said coldly: "You can do whatever you want."

If you can still come back alive after this operation is over.

[System: Host, I suddenly feel so cold...]

Lancer: Me too.

Gin didn't look at him, but stretched out his arm to put Lancer's head on his shoulder. The latter leaned against the man in full view of everyone, then put his sunglasses back on the bridge of his nose and dozed off.

Everyone else looked at the gay couple, but Vodka looked away.

They are still so good.

Even better than before.

Akai Shuichi has had conflicts with everyone here to some extent. He even injured the assassin of the action team on the Kasuga, and shot Bomore on the Tropicana...

A quick calculation shows that everyone here has a grudge against him.

Rai didn't dare to close his eyes, and kept staring as he waited for the yacht to approach a small island in the south.

"Mr. Xun said he is waiting for us at the pier of the island. As soon as our people arrive, we can go in."

After Kamu answered the message from Mr. Xun, he gave everyone a set of bulletproof vests.

"Change your clothes."

To be on the safe side, wearing a body armor will give you more chances of survival.

Rai said leisurely: "It's really not easy. I used to risk my life for gambling, but now there is such a benefit? Has it spread to every level of the organization?"

"Of course not." Lance closed his eyes but did not fall asleep. Hearing his words, he couldn't help but joke. "This is a benefit that only veteran members can enjoy. If you work for a few more years, the organization will buy insurance for you."

"The beneficiaries all write my name."

The young man smiled mischievously, showing his white teeth.

Everyone laughed: "Tsk~"