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

When Gin saw his former rival appear at the funeral, he realized that today's matter would not end so simply.

But when he saw Mr. Yan appear here, he was still a little surprised.

Lancer now gets a headache when he hears single words. More and more people have names with single words, and he feels that he is no longer up to date.

"This man looks strange, as if I didn't see him last time at the Karasuma family's annex."

Instead of ambushing gunmen, mines were set up in the woods. Lancer noticed something was wrong when his calf touched the line, but this gentleman insisted on standing there and pretending.

Mr. Yan stood in the safe area and tried to intimidate Lancer by relying on his status as an elder, but he was dragged into the water by Lancer.

Half of the life you have saved for half your life is suddenly lost, so why bother?

After a pause, Lancer continued to talk to Gin: "And he seems to be a little older than Mr. Xun."

Hearing this, Belmode, who was forced to squeeze into the car, sneered: "Of course, because Mr. Yan is a descendant of the Karasuma family for three generations."

"Then why is he not dead yet?" Lancer pinched his fingers and pushed back the time, a little surprised, "It should be the age of burial within three generations, right?"

The corners of Belmode's mouth twitched, as if he was offended.

Lancer smiled wickedly.

Rai, who was sitting at the back of the SUV, said somewhat casually: "Since you know everything about the Karasuma family, which generation are you from?"

When this private topic was mentioned, even Gin couldn't help but turn his ears slightly, as if waiting for her answer.

Belmod laughed angrily at these stinky men: "It is the most basic courtesy of a gentleman not to ask about a woman's age."

Lancer asked: "I have no quality, just tell me."

"..."

These people didn't speak again for a long time when the car arrived at their destination.

Because of Lancer's recklessness, Mr. Yan has been sent for rescue. According to Lancer himself, the problem is not big.

They were invited to a mansion. The living room was decorated in a rare new Chinese style. Lancer's eyes lit up when he saw it. He wanted to walk around but was pointed at a gun by someone in the mansion and could not move around freely.

There were many men in black standing in front of and behind them, which was the usual style in the organization.

Lancer caught a glimpse of the guy who was fighting Gin Rai, and glanced at him a few times.

"You know him?"

Gin denied: "How could I meet a brainless person?"

This man's status was obviously not low in front of Mr. Yan. When everyone else remained silent, he glanced over with cold eyes and mocked Ginjiu: "Come on, I think you are the one who has no brains. Last time I asked If we hadn't delivered intelligence information to you, I'm afraid you would have been killed by undercover by now, right?"

Lancer couldn't help but become interested when he mentioned undercover.

"Who?"

The man raised his chin and motioned for him to look at Gin.

"Ask him yourself."

In front of so many people, Lancer certainly wouldn't deliberately embarrass Gin.

He didn't intend to ask, but Gin calmly said the man's codename: "Scotland."

Ley's mind flashed back to the previous black and white images. He calmly took out a cigarette from his pocket, but he couldn't find a lighter.

At this time, the person behind him patted his shoulder and motioned for him to hand over the cigarette.

Rai's eyes were cold, "Can I kill him?"

The butt of a gun was raised in front of him, Lancer raised his eyebrows slightly, and then with lightning speed, Rai took the pistol and fired a shot behind him without looking back.

The man behind him fell to the ground. Rai blew on the muzzle of the gun and calmly returned the gun.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Although the people in front of them had their guns pointed at their foreheads due to their sudden movements, Lancer and his group of four or five people had a relaxed and arrogant attitude, as if they didn't take them seriously at all.

The man who was talking to Lancer frowned, raised his hand and asked someone to carry the shot person away.

"Mr. Lancer, we only asked you to come -"

"You just want to kill me, or do you have an ulterior motive?" Lancer slowly leaned on Gin's shoulder, his playful eyes seeming to be able to see through his mind.

The young master waved his hand and said calmly: "Tell the housekeeper of Mr. Xun's house to run away quickly, otherwise when we leave here, he will definitely come back and settle the score with him."

"By the way, what's your name?" Lancer looked at the tall man in front of him.

Before anyone could say anything, Gin finally made a move.

He glanced at Lancer, raised his hand and pushed the young man's head down, which seemed to signal him to shut up.

Lancer blinked obediently.

As a result, the man who was waiting to announce his family status looked unhappy and looked at Gin even more unkindly.

At this moment, the door of the mansion opened, and a young man walked in from another room and introduced them: "His name is Canberly, and he is my father's right-hand man, Lancer."

The man in front of him looked familiar. When Lance widened his eyes and tried to remember, Belmod couldn't help but coughed dryly, and then reminded him: "Mrs. Xun."

"Oh!" Lancer seemed to have remembered something happy. He clapped his hands excitedly and said with a smile, "College classmate!"

"Eh?" The young man was a little confused.

He looks a few years older than Lancer and Gin. Since when have they been classmates in college?

Lancer asked gossipingly: "You and Mrs. Xun were classmates before. Did you ever date? I saw her crying on your shoulder at the funeral. Will you marry her in the future?"

The young man opened his mouth: "I..."

"It's quite hard for you to be a stepfather to others."

man:"……"

After coughing a few times, the young man sat down opposite them and wisely changed the subject.

"Because of what happened at the funeral, I apologize to you on behalf of my grandfather - especially you, Lancer. Mr. Xun's housekeeper suspected that you might be involved in Xun's death, so he arranged this meeting in the woods. ." At this point, the corners of his mouth twitched. "I just didn't expect you to be so cruel..."

Hearing this, Lancer leaned back slightly.

"So, you don't know that I was the one who sent Mr. Xun back?"

"Correct."

Lancer suddenly lost interest and his expression became a little boring.

Gin seemed to have discovered something and asked the other party: "So what if we know it's Lancer? Mr. Yan is elusive. Could it be that he has been secretly observing Lancer?"

Lancer cooperated with a surprised expression: "Wow! What a pervert!"

The young man waved his hands quickly.

"It's not like that...don't you know it yourself? Lancer, your father and my father are brothers with different surnames!"

"..."

Oh wow.