Ke Xue World: The Confrontation between Black and Red

On the high seas,

Countless snowflakes fell from the clouds and disappeared without a trace after touching the cold sea water.

The wind made the sea surface rough and the sea was also not calm.

If no one fishes here, or if humans catch them on a whim, the fish, shrimp, crabs and grass that have basically lived here their entire lives will adapt well to the freezing cold sea water.

After killing Pasazi on time, Vermouth didn't feel very good after jumping into the sea.

It was cold and snowing heavily when we were on the lifeboat, and the wind was howling towards us.

But Vermouth is not someone who would treat herself badly.

Don’t be fooled by her thin clothes on the cruise ship. She was wearing an exquisite and beautiful black and gold palace-style long dress.

The coat I prepared is both nice and thick.

There is also a heating pad inside.

When she followed Greedy and the others from the cruise ship to the lifeboat, her first action was to wrap herself in her warm, beautiful, ankle-length coat.

When we got on the lifeboat, there were umbrellas to protect us from the wind and snow.

Except for my face and hands being a little cold, everything else is fine.

But once you're underwater, a thick coat becomes a burden.

The cold sea water penetrated every pore, instantly giving her the ultimate experience of winter swimming.

And underwater, there were not only fish, shrimps, crabs and grass, but also Lupin the Third and Daisuke Jigen who jumped down just a few seconds before her.

Also, Fujiko Mine and Gomon Ishikawa, who were equipped with diving equipment and appeared underwater at some point, followed the lifeboat all the way.

Lupin the Third and Daisuke Jigen, who jumped into the water first, immediately put on the portable oxygen masks thrown to them by Fujiko Mine.

Vermouth was the first to face the guns of Lupin III and others.

Pasha and others who had finished acting as bodyguards did not have the awareness of shielding Vermouth from bullets, and were scattered around Vermouth.

They held portable oxygen tubes in their mouths and raised their guns at Lupin III and others not far away.

Where is the promised pick-up?

Where is it!

Whiskey you liar!!!

As soon as she entered the water, Vermouth saw three guns pointed at her at the same time. She was so angry that she wanted to just curse into the headset at the person listening to the noise over here.

Unfortunately, she also had a portable oxygen tube in her mouth, and she couldn't open her mouth without taking it out.

The two sides confronted each other underwater, and no one fired a shot.

But within a few seconds, the stalemate was quickly broken by the sound of bombing on the sea and a huge black shadow appearing in the deep seabed.

Lupin III and his three companions watched the black submarine gradually approaching from a distance and becoming clearer and clearer in their sight.

Qiqi's face froze.

ten minutes later,

After confirming that his subordinates had successfully coordinated with him and the first phase of the plan was completed successfully, Karasuma Soshin took off the headset from his ear.

Put the fork in your hand back on the plate.

Looking up at Gin:

"Break time is over."

The thrilling and exciting warm-up game is about to begin.

Are you ready, Gin?

Top Killer, who was wearing a white church robe, stood up slowly, his emerald eyes filled with murderous intent and excitement for the warm-up action that was about to begin.

The trembling pupils perfectly expressed this emotion.

On the table piled with exquisite afternoon tea dishes, a beautiful and exquisite metal necklace was casually placed next to the used plate.

After enjoying the afternoon tea without any hesitation, Karasuma Soshin stood up and took out the gun that had not been taken away by the church members from the pocket of his black woolen windbreaker.

He raised his hand and fired a shot at the wall behind him.

The two guards outside the door, startled by the gunshot, quickly opened the door and came in to check the situation.

Next second,

Gin, who was guarding the door in advance, stretched out his hand and broke his neck quickly.

The other was shot through the forehead by Karasuma Soshin.

Hearing the noise in the distance, church members realized something was wrong and quickly rushed to the source of the sound.

Then he bumped face to face with Gin who came out of the room.

One of the church members who knew something about the matter and had a higher status than the others was wondering whether Gin killed the Duke of Rose.

He stole his gun and tricked the guard outside into opening the door, hoping to take the opportunity to escape.

The next second, a blond and blue-eyed guy with a gun in his hand slowly walked out from behind Gin, with the muzzle of the gun pointed at them. It was Karasuma Soshin.

A few minutes later, the solemnly decorated corridor was littered with corpses.

Most of them were either beaten to death by Gin with his bare hands or killed with cold weapons such as daggers.

Only a few died at the gunpoint of Karasuma Soshin.

But among that majority of people, many had gunshot wounds on their wrists and legs.

In addition to blood and corpses on the ground, there were also many guns dropped by church members.

The pleasure brought by blood and killing effectively calmed down the anger and hatred that had been accumulating in Gin's heart since he was captured by the church.

But at the same time, it also stimulated his already strong killing intent.

Following behind Gin, Karasuma Soshin gave him an opportunity to vent his anger and lowered his head to replace the magazine of the Beretta that had run out of bullets.

He spoke calmly:

"It's time to go upstairs."

The real owner is still waiting for them upstairs.

There was a hint of scarlet in Gin's eyes.

He showed a smile that was sincere and murderous, a smile that would scare ordinary people, make the action team members stay away, and run away the next second.

The extreme nervous excitement made his breathing uncontrollably quicken, and he quickened his pace upstairs.

Karasuma Soshin maintained a relative speed, following Gin three steps behind him at a leisurely pace.

His eyes swept along the patterns of the carpet under his feet until he reached the elevator leading to the top floor.

It just fell on Gin's white robe.

Until they stood in front of the familiar meeting room door, the two did not encounter any obstacles.

Apparently, the people inside stopped the other men from dying after the initial test.

And waited for them to come in fearlessly.

Gin, who was walking in front, pushed the door open first and took out the Beretta that Karasuma Soshin had given him before but he had never used it.

However, Karasuma Soshin, who walked in behind, put away the gun in his hand.

With empty hands, they faced Samuel Wilson, the highest-ranking person in the church, who was sitting in the chair of the conference room, waiting for their arrival.

Behind Bishop Wilson stood four or five people in white robes.

There are men and women, new faces and familiar faces.

The style and pattern of the robe are exactly the same as the one that Gin is currently wearing and is stained with blood.

At first glance, Karasuma Soshin, dressed in black, is the only one who doesn't fit in.

Gin is like a church member who has just fought a bloody battle and captured his enemy.

Wilson looked at Gin who pushed the door open.

He did not take action himself immediately or let his subordinates take action.

His eyes swept across Gin's empty neck and fell on Karasuma Soshin, who came in and stood two steps behind Gin.

A hoarse and gloomy voice like a devil from hell sounded faintly:

"You did it, who are you?"

Bishop Wilson asked the question urgently, with anticipation and sudden excitement.

"I?

Bishop Wilson's memory doesn't seem to be very good. He can forget things he already knows.

Vasily, the Rose Duke, you can call me whatever you want."

Wilson stood up from his seat and stared at Karasuma Soshin's face, which was so indifferent that no emotion could be seen.

"The Duke of Rose is good at drug research and development. It is impossible for him to remove the mechanical collar from Gin's neck in such a short time.

Tell me, who are you? "

Are you Whiskey who is good at weapons research and development and equipment modification?

Karasuma Soshin, who heard the hidden meaning behind Wilson's words, replied in surprise:

"Where does Bishop Wilson base his words? Who says that if you develop drugs, you can't be proficient in mechanics?"

"Then why did you help Gin, kill our people with him, and appear here together?"

An unfamiliar-looking subordinate of Wilson's couldn't help but jump out.

"That would be thanks to Bishop Wilson, if he hadn't let me and Gin stay in the same room, giving us the opportunity to be alone and get to know each other.

I will not have the opportunity to reach a higher profit point with Gin than with you."

"You, you betrayed us for that little profit and didn't even care about your fiancée's life?"

The person who spoke this time was Wilson's subordinate who had previously talked with Karasuma Soshin and was later shot in the shoulder by him.

But at this moment, judging from his complexion and expression, he clearly did not look like a man with a gunshot wound in the shoulder.

“If it’s not for profit, then why would I want to discuss cooperation with you?

Besides, at this moment, Yana must have been rescued safely by you.

Once we reach the shore, my people will take her away, so you don't need to worry about it."

Karasuma Soshin took out a cell phone from his left pocket and waved it at Wilson and others.

Hearing Karasuma Soshin's shameless and insidious answer, the faces of several subordinates behind Wilson all turned ugly.

Standing in front of Karasuma Soshin, Gin, who had attracted no attention except for the first glance and was about to become a background board, looked unhappy when he heard the word "fiancée".

It became inexplicable.

If the current situation did not allow it, and if it were not for the fact that he could see that Karasuma Soshin had no intention of revealing his true identity.

Gin really wanted to make fun of Karasuma Soshin.

The fiancée, Yana, the person who will play this role is 100% Vermouth.

That woman, Vermouth, is always taking advantage of others and getting whatever she wants. Now that she has this kind of identity, she will definitely act up.

Karasuma Soshin deliberately avoided this and put away his phone, looking at Wilson with a clear goal:

“By the way, I also asked my men to prepare a list in advance.

If I were still here when the ship docked and didn't see my men.

By then, the men you sent out will fall into the hands of ICPO as drug lords.

If you are lucky, you may even receive generous benefits including lifelong food and accommodation.

This is much better than the days of being homeless, worried about your future, and fleeing in a panic.

Bishop Wilson, what do you think?

The blatant threat made the faces of Wilson's subordinates behind him become even uglier, and they kept looking at Karasuma Soshin with murderous eyes.

"Just a few men."

Wilson's voice was a little more angry, but it was still that gloomy and hoarse tone.

"Really? What about everyone here?"

A black chip appeared at the fingertips of Karasuma Soshin.

"This is a new type of bomb that I traded with Crow. I haven't used it yet. Bishop Wilson, do you want to see its power?"

Seeing Wilson remain silent, Karasuma Soshin smiled.

His arrogance was evident between his eyebrows, and he looked quite arrogant and rude. He spoke with curiosity and malice:

“There’s a question I’ve wanted to ask for a long time, Bishop Wilson always wears a mask and speaks in this voice.

Was he born ugly and had a disgraceful appearance, or was he burned along with his face and voice?

I heard that eight years ago, a magnificent cathedral in Birmingham, England was burned down.

The fire burned from evening till dawn, and it was said that when the fire was at its peak it almost lit up the sky.

It was snowing at the time, and I heard people describe the scene as extremely beautiful.

I wonder if Bishop Wilson has seen it?"

The subordinates behind Wilson all looked at Karasuma Soshin with a deadly look.

Among them, some were eyewitnesses of the church’s collapse, and some were trained by the church over the years.

But each of them who was familiar with the feud between the Church and the Black Organization knew that their Bishop Wilson was the only survivor of the fire in the Birmingham headquarters church that declared the demise of the Church.

The Duke of Rose's words undoubtedly exposed the scar in Bishop Wilson's heart that had never healed.

Or tear it apart violently, throw it on the ground, and then grind it repeatedly with the soles of your shoes.

"I changed my mind."

Wilson looked at Karasuma Soshin with cold eyes. His already hoarse and gloomy voice made him sound like a thousand-year-old evil ghost from hell when he said this.

There is not a single bit of human vitality.

"I won't kill you. I want you to live, for a long, long time, and live in pain forever."

Karasuma Soshin looked unimpressed:

"Just you? You want me to live in pain forever? Aren't you afraid that the wind will blow your tongue away?

If that day comes, I would rather die.”

"You can't die. I told you that I will let you live a long, painful life."

"Ah."

Karasuma Soshin's sneer was more lethal than any words. Wilson walked in front of Karasuma Soshin and treated Gin, who was standing in front of Karasuma Soshin, as air.

Wilson's subordinates, who were standing still, all cast sympathetic glances at Karasuma Soshin.

You little idiot, the power of the mysterious side is far beyond the imagination of an ordinary person like you.

The bishop said that you will live in pain forever and you won’t even have a chance to die.

“You will not have the choice to die.

Even if you have walked into the gates of hell, I can bring you back to life."

This time, Karasuma Soshin didn't even sneer. As he reached out for his gun, he looked at him as if he was a psychopath.

It was obvious at first glance that he didn't believe a word of it.

Gin's eyes darkened when he realized something, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

In the end, he continued to act as a background board without saying a word.

He showed no emotion at all.

Wilson showed no fear at all about the gun that Karasuma Soshin took out, as if he had just taken out a toy gun.

"Don't you believe it?

Then look at the man who was shot and injured today."