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

Unexpectedly, taking advantage of the chaos, the people who were able to climb up the stairs and reach the rooftop leading to the top floor were not only Takagi Sato, but also Lance Lai, and someone who had removed the rope from his body at some point. of Conan.

"Why are you still standing there? Hurry up and catch up!"

Seeing that none of them moved, Sato reached out to pull the door handle.

At this time, Lancer took out a tube from his pocket and pressed the switch on it with his thumb.

Rai, on the other hand, looked prepared and took out a gas mask from behind and put it on.

Soon, Takagi Sato and Conan both inhaled the gas sprayed from the tube. After coughing a few times, their bodies fell softly to the ground.

"Ahem! Who...are you...?"

As consciousness faded away, Miwako Sato fell into a coma, leaning against her boyfriends.

Lancer glanced at Conan who was covering his mouth and nose. He struggled and seemed to be trying to grab Lancer's trouser legs, but Lancer raised his feet to dodge and kicked him to the side.

Rai opened the door and urged: "If you don't leave, the police will follow."

"uh-huh."

After suppressing the murderous intention in his heart, Lancer glanced at Conan lightly, then followed Rai through the iron door and came to the rooftop.

Lancer locked the door with an iron chain with his backhand, and exclaimed when he saw Pramya and Gin fighting together.

"This woman is so powerful, Gin even broke her defense."

Rai actually had time to smoke a cigarette.

He glanced at the two figures and said in surprise: "Where did the defense break?"

"Clothes!" Lancer pointed to the black windbreaker and the top hat that had never changed in style and said, "That guy likes to pretend to be cool, and he never leaves this outfit. This is not to break the defense." What is it?"

Lay exhaled a puff of smoke in the thick dark night and said expressionlessly: "Are you playing any games recently?"

"how do you know?"

"I heard it from the word "defense breaking."

The two of them watched the show leisurely, but they aroused Pramya's ridicule.

"Are you really a team? Only one of the three of you sent me to compete. You don't really think I will lose to a man, do you?"

"I once fooled four policemen into a circle. You guys underestimated me too much!"

With that said, Pramya swung her fist towards Gin, but due to the injury to her right arm, her moves were already predictable and she was guarded by Gin.

Gin also attacked her right shoulder without hesitation. After a beautiful back throw, he stepped hard on Pramya's shoulder. The pain forced the woman to let out a violent and painful scream. Yell.

The blood on her back rubbed against the ground, quickly turning the entire floor tile red.

When she was about to fight back, a pistol was suddenly pressed against her forehead with gin. The cold barrel of the gun was filled with chills, as if it would take away people's warmth at any time in this night.

Gin's hair was dancing in the night sky, and his angular face was made cold.

Those eyes were like a calm, ink-colored lake.

If Pramya is the god of death with a scythe, then Gin is the incarnation of disaster that has befallen this world.

"Don't compare us to that useless police force," he quipped.

"Humph."

Not far away, Lancer touched his disguised face, then crossed his arms, shrugged and said with a smile, "Should I be offended?"

After saying that, both he and Gin heard the notification sound from the system.

[System: Congratulations to the host for completing the task (1/2) and avoiding corresponding punishment. The host only received half of the reward this time, and the blind box treasure chest has been distributed to the warehouse, please check it...]

At this time, the sound of helicopter propellers turning was heard in the sky.

Ley even waved to people on the plane.

However, Lancer frowned, walked to Gin, squatted down and grabbed Pramya's hair tightly, raising her face to look at him.

"What is your relationship with Rum? Why did you target our people in the first place?"

Pramya's eyes were so wide that they were almost out of their sockets, but a strange and terrifying smile still appeared on her face.

"How stupid! I never work for anyone, but as long as the price offered by the other party is high enough, of course I don't care if he is an FBI or a killer, I will try my best to kill that guy!"

Lancer mocked: "But you still missed. Even without Matsuda Jinpei, we still defused the bomb. You are too confident in yourself, Pramya."

He let go of his hand, with a bit of disdain in his eyes.

"I thought you had a better brain than Rum, but I didn't expect you are just a pure lunatic." Lancer's tone was disappointed, "Leave him to Bourbon."

At this time, the helicopter landed on the apron on the top floor.

The pilot got off the plane, and his blond hair hidden under the hat was exposed, making his identity obvious at a glance.

However, he lowered the brim of his peaked cap, so Pramya in the distance did not recognize his face.

When Gin took his foot off, the woman jumped up from the ground and quickly took control of the driver as her hostage.

"Don't come here! Otherwise I will kill him!"

Lancer showed a shocked expression, and Pramya thought he had pinched their weak point.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, the faces of the three men showed smiles of varying degrees and meanings.

Gin twitched the corners of his mouth and just looked at her mockingly. Lancer raised his eyebrows, the expression on his face was one of laughter and laughter.

The most exciting thing was Ley. He grinned and chewed a cigarette, put the rifle on his shoulder, and asked with interest: "Who did you say you wanted to kill?"

Pramya tightened her grip on the hostage in her hand and shouted coldly: "Of course it's this -"

Before she could finish her words, she felt her shoulder being grabbed by the hand of the person in front of her again.

what? !

After a familiar spin, the other party put her down to the ground. Seeing that her right hand was injured, they even dislocated her left arm.

There was a squeaking sound, which sounded strangely painful.

Pramya, the dignified international killer, fell to the ground like a puddle of mud. His angry eyes widened even more as he watched the driver take off the hat on his head.

"Ji, Gu, Zero!"

Bourbon loosened his collar coquettishly and said, "I've been waiting for you for a long time, Pramya. In order to catch you today, this layout was really painstaking."

The police and people from the villain organization, who had always been reluctant to deal with her, came together. This woman was really impressive.

"Bomb on you!"

"Teared down." Bourbon's tone was very meaningless, as if it was just a small, insignificant gift.

"Damn it! Damn it!" With eyes full of hatred, Pramya got up from the ground swinging her arms. She took out the remote control from her pocket with her right hand and tried to press the switch on it.

"Let's die together!"

With the sound of a gunshot, the woman's twisted body froze for a second, and then fell to the ground.

Gin blew the hot smoke from the muzzle of the gun and said coldly: "This time, it didn't miss."

Rai raised his eyebrows: "Thank you, it's appreciated."