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

Gin noticed that the little tail that had been following him hadn't caught up, so he turned his head and looked behind him.

Lancer stared at the old butler with a playful look on his face, opening and closing his mouth without knowing what he said. An unnatural expression quickly flashed across the butler's face.

Seeing this, Gin stopped and waited where he was.

Although the expression on the young man's face was a bit sarcastic, it was more of an expression of excitement and excitement.

He glanced towards the woods behind the cemetery, then reached out and patted the old housekeeper on the shoulder.

It seemed that he had made up his mind to go.

Strangely enough, you couldn't hear what he said from such a distance, nor could you hear his inner complaints.

But Gin could guess what he wanted to do next through his eyes, expression, and body language.

This guy has always been confident about himself. It was just because the housekeeper did something in the woods and wanted to lure Lancer there, but Lancer saw through it. In this way, the initiative is in Lancer's hands.

No one in this organization is a fuel-efficient person.

Gin took a step forward, planning to go with him to see what happened.

Unexpectedly, a figure stood in front of him, blocking his way.

When he saw this man's face, the alert switch on Gin's body turned on again, and the hand hidden in the pocket of his windbreaker secretly tightened his grip on the gun.

……

Lancer found it funny when he saw beads of sweat forming on the old butler's forehead and a faint look of fear in his eyes.

The person being plotted is obviously himself, why is he so nervous?

Lancer asked knowingly: "Mr. Butler, are you ambushing killers in the woods and planning to let them get rid of me? Your master's death has nothing to do with me. If you do this, I advise you to consider the consequences!"

The butler's back was sweating, but he still kept calm and said: "You are kidding me. You are the one who sent our master's body back. How can I dare to doubt you?"

"It's just that there is someone in the woods over there that I can't afford to offend who wants to meet you, so that's why..."

There are indeed people over there, but whether they bring a killer or not is not the housekeeper's business.

Lancer heard the meaning of these words and raised his eyebrows.

"Okay, anyway, I want to know why this gentleman is making trouble to meet me."

After saying that, Lancer turned around and took a look.

He originally wanted to say hello to Gin, but when he turned around, he found that Gin was talking to a man about the same height as him.

The other person was wearing a black suit and dress, with his back to Lancer, so Lancer couldn't see clearly what the other person looked like.

He shrugged his shoulders and walked toward the woods.

Catching a glimpse of this scene out of the corner of his eye, Gin became a little impatient.

He looked at the man in front of him coldly, and said ruthlessly and coldly: "Are you okay?"

The other person had the same stern face as him, but his personality was completely different from Gin.

"Long time no see, I just wanted to come over and say hello. After all, we grew up together as childhood sweethearts!"

When Rai returned from a trip, he heard Gin cursing.

"After saying hello, you can get out."

"Don't be so heartless. You don't still remember the time I stole your prey last time, right? Don't be so fussy. If you are always so petty, no beautiful woman will like you."

When the man was speaking, the expression on his face was indifferent, which really didn't match his tone.

Rai: "..."

I got up violently and saw two ice cubes quarreling.

Also, this Shamate Gin is indeed not liked by women, but he is very popular with men.

Rai, who still wanted to hear some gossip, ducked aside, secretly took out a cigarette from the cigarette case in his trouser pocket, and took out a lighter to light it for himself.

What he didn't expect was that the moment he pressed his finger on the lighter, a loud boom came from the woods behind the cemetery.

The explosion frightened everyone. They all looked at the sky-high flames and black smoke rising from the mountain behind, with expressions of confusion and confusion on their faces.

At this time, Belmod came over.

"It seems like there's someone missing," she said.

Rai paused and asked, "Who?"

"That's the boy!" Belmode fiddled with his blond hair and crossed his arms gracefully. "The one who has sex with Gin, Lancer."

The two looked at the burned woods with different expressions.

"Maybe he'll be in the firelight..."

Rai's expression changed and he looked at Gin.

I saw Gin trying to go towards the woods, but he kept being pestered by the chattering man. Unable to bear it, Gin took out a pistol from his pocket and shot the man directly in the head.

Unfortunately, the other party predicted Gin's actions. He pushed Gin's arm away, dodged the bullet, and soon started fighting with Gin.

The two of them were fighting with real punches, like two wild beasts being put into a colosseum, exuding the same aggressive aura.

Belmod asked: "Do you want to go up and help?"

Rai's eyes darkened, he put the unlit cigarette into Belmod's hand, and strode over.

A shocking scene happened——

I saw two men who had never cooperated before and were the most difficult to deal with in the organization, fighting against the arrogant and indifferent man.

Although 2v1 is not fair, it is very reasonable.

The person who originally stopped Gin was evenly matched with Gin, but with the addition of Rai, the pressure doubled.

He just dodged Gin's knee attack, and then was hit in the face by Rai's iron fist.

His fists and feet were filled with gusts of wind, like a big pendulum clock whizzing past this guy. Once hit, several bones would be broken.

Although the man was careful and cautious, he was still hit in the chest by a series of attacks from Gin and Rai, forcing him to somersault on the ground and take several steps back.

It was at this time that people who had not yet run away from the funeral let out exclamations.

The three of them followed the guests' gaze into the woods.

I saw the young man holding an adult by his collar and dragging him out of the forest.

Lancer himself was unharmed, but the figure in his hand seemed to have died, and there was no movement.

Perhaps because he was tired of dragging someone with him, he let go and kicked the person, causing him to roll down the slightly inclined slope of the cemetery.

Finally, it stopped not far from Gin and the other three.

The man who had been beaten looked up and his expression changed immediately.

"boss?!"

"Wife!"

The young man ran towards Gin like an aggrieved puppy and threw himself on him to complain.

"This man is so insidious. He planted landmines to blow me up and set the mountain on fire. I almost couldn't see you! I'm so miserable~"

Gin, who originally felt sorry for him, pinched the back of Lancer's neck and threw him away after hearing the word wife.

"It seems like he's a bit more miserable, right? Is he dead?"

"No, I fainted."