Ke Xue World: The Confrontation between Black and Red

When Brandy woke up on the helicopter, she received Hennessy's love education. No one knew except Bratt who was following the plane and Omega who was sitting in the driver's seat.

Only occasionally did a few members of the logistics team see the bruises on their team leader's face when they were reporting on their work.

Except for some members of the organization who left overnight because they needed to return to the branch in time and were afraid of being implicated by Rum, the remaining members of the organization chose to temporarily stay on the Century Brilliant until dawn.

The Century Brilliance will dock again at the Tokyo Port Terminal at 6 o'clock this morning, and the remaining members of the organization will leave together with the guests attending the Karasuma Group New Year's dinner.

Karasuma Renye had previously stipulated for the organization members who participated in the year-end dinner that all branch organization members participating in the year-end dinner should not stay in Neon for more than three days. Therefore, except for the code members stationed in Neon, there were only a few Some members who were interested in Neon chose to stay.

Of course, as a special being, although Belmode is the person in charge of Berry Country, she is not bound by this rule. As for the five senior core cadres, they are also not included in this rule.

However, Gin flew back to Europe overnight because the matters in Europe were not settled. Whiskey had never attended the year-end dinner. As for Brandy, he had always been willing, but none of his subordinates agreed.

In addition, this time the logistics team had completely become famous in the organization because of Brandy, so Hennessy decided to put the person on the plane directly while the person was unconscious.

As for the hot news coming out of the organization, Hennessy said out of sight is out of mind. If you don't see it, just pretend it didn't happen.

After glancing at the list of remaining members, Champagne put the list aside without paying much attention.

On the other side, Ginjiu got on the helicopter and went back to the safe house to prepare to fly to Europe after dawn. As soon as he turned on his mobile phone, Vodka called him. Listening to Vodka's howling ghosts, Ginjiu simply returned to prepare for the flight this morning. aircraft flight times.

The very smart Vodka immediately said knowingly that he would definitely go to the airport to pick up his eldest brother.

Before he could express his loyalty again, the impatient Gin hung up the phone. Then he looked at the time and Gin dialed Whiskey's number.

"It's already early morning, right? Happy New Year, Gin."

Whiskey looked out the window at the afternoon sun and said softly.

"You actually dare to attack Rum's henchmen at this time. Are you really afraid that you will be locked up in an underground base in the future and never be able to return to Neon?"

After hearing Gin's words, Whiskey smiled nonchalantly:

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, I won't be able to see the people I want to see when I go back. It's the same everywhere."

"Who did you let that brat kill this time?"

Gin avoided the topic and asked Hibiki's target instead.

Whiskey was not surprised that Gin was able to understand Xiang's ultimate purpose of attending the year-end dinner. Through the glass window, the winter sunshine shone on his body, seeming to have some warmth. He casually said murderous words to Gin on the other side of the phone:

"I only gave a rough range. As for who Hibiki will kill, it depends on who is the most suitable.

Except for you and Champagne, no one else in the organization knows Hibiki's true strength. As long as you don't tell him, no one else will know that Hibiki is the one who killed him. "

"I'm very curious as to what kind of control you have over Champagne to actually let him go to such great lengths to conceal that brat's true strength for you."

Gin finally took advantage of a hint of drunkenness to ask the question he had been curious about for many years.

As Gin who climbed out of the lowest devil training camp with Champagne, he knew Champagne's character very well. Not to mention anything else, at least after so many years of brainwashing education plus the teachings of his adoptive father who was Mr.'s personal butler, Champagne His loyalty to his husband is definitely among the top three in the organization, otherwise he would not have handed over his direct team to him.

But Champagne, who was so loyal to his husband, actually concealed Hibiki's true strength. Not only did Hibiki's shooting range be written in the mission report that year as 800 yards, Chianti was also aggrieved that Hibiki was just a The rumor that Yahya had been shot by sheer luck from eight hundred yards away also came from Champagne.

For this reason, my husband still doesn't know that Hibiki, the sniper considered the luckiest in the organization, is actually a terrifying sniper who can accurately shoot through Yahea's right hand from a distance of 1,300 yards.

Whiskey paused after hearing this, and then gave an explanation casually:

"It's not a handle, it's a weakness, a weakness that he will never give up in any choice in his life.

Gin, you are a person without weaknesses, but Champagne does. However, he hid it very well, and I have only discovered it so far. "

Gin disagrees with the praise of whiskey, but what is the weakness of champagne? For Champagne, who is simply the number one confidant of Mr. Spokesperson, countless people in the organization are eager to seize his weaknesses.

Either to threaten or replace his existence, but for so many years, no one has done it. Instead, they can only watch Champagne's status soar.

Whiskey, on the other hand, found the most fatal weakness of champagne quietly. Facing whiskey's exposure, Gin once again felt the terrifying control of whiskey on people's hearts.

Even he also concealed Hibiki's true strength from the organization.

"Then when do you plan to return to Neon?"

Gin suddenly wanted to see Whiskey.

"I will be back before the cherry blossoms scatter."

"Hmph, Sakura."

Gin chewed the word in an ominous tone, and then hung up the phone.

Still can’t forget the past, whiskey.

After hanging up the phone, Whiskey closed the curtains expressionlessly. This phone call with Gin made his already bad mood even worse.

Outside the apartment, in order to celebrate New Year's Day in Berry Country, the surrounding atmosphere became unusually lively.

At twelve o'clock at midnight, the distant church bells clearly reached Whiskey's ears. The ringing of the doorbell, which could not be blocked by the church bells, became clearer.

Sitting on the sofa in the living room, Whiskey listened to the doorbell ringing outside the house, sneered, picked up the remote control at hand, turned on the door lock switch, and then accurately threw the remote control into the trash can next to the coffee table.

Looking at the four uninvited guests who walked in, Whiskey looked at the acquaintance the leader had seen before:

"Fennel, I haven't seen you for so many years."

Taking the medical refrigerator taken out from the laboratory from the subordinate behind him, Fenxiang respectfully placed the box on the coffee table, and then the four of them made a standard half-kneeling salute to the whiskey.

Looking at the small medical refrigerator produced by the laboratory in front of him, Whiskey opened the box with his fingerprint without hesitation.

As the lid popped open, under the illumination of the built-in cold light of the refrigerator, a tube of light blue medicine was lying there quietly. Next to the medicine, there was a well-packaged syringe and a similarly packaged syringe. Good injection needle.

Whiskey looked at the contents of the box quietly. Fenxiang, who was half-kneeling and saluting, saw Whiskey put one hand on the refrigerator after looking at the opened box and made no move, so he stood up and walked to Whiskey and whispered. :

"This is sir's order, Lord Whiskey, please don't make it difficult for us."

With a chuckle, Whiskey retracted his hand, stood up and walked to the rest room, which was empty except for a low table and the electronic screen projection equipment that was smashed to the ground more than ten hours ago. After sitting on the cold floor, he said to the four people following Fenxiang:

"Then let's begin."

As the vice-captain of the team directly under his husband, Fenxiang had a relationship with whiskey ten years ago, but it was a bad relationship.

Skillfully putting on disposable medical gloves, Fenxiang began to unpack the syringe and injection needle as he had done ten years ago, and assemble the two. Then another person carefully picked up the long light blue glass medicine tube and carefully He opened the lid of the potion and handed it to Fennel.

From the moment Whiskey opened the small medical refrigerator with his fingerprint, everything above was recorded by a high-precision small camera held by a third person with real-time high-definition transmission. This video will be played simultaneously by Karasuma Renye.

The fourth man was holding a tranquilizer gun and pointed it at Whiskey.

Everything is exactly the same as it was ten years ago.

The light blue medicine was sucked up by the syringe. As the injection needle discharged a trace of liquid, Fenxiang immediately absorbed the liquid with the cotton ball in his hand. Then he threw the cotton ball to his subordinates and took another cotton ball covered with iodophor. , walked to Whiskey, who was sitting cross-legged on the floor, silent and motionless.

Turning his head slightly, Whiskey stared at the void in front of him, allowing the cold medicine to be slowly injected into his body through the syringe needle from his neck.

The effect of the fifth-generation medicine was much faster than that of the one ten years ago. The bone-crushing pain came from all the limbs in the blink of an eye. Whiskey could only curl up on the floor with his head in his hands and roll around in embarrassment. The more raging pain made every inch of his skin tremble, and his brain seemed to be being churned and cut by thousands of blades at the same time.

As someone who personally took out this potion from the laboratory, Fenxiang is very clear about the effect of this fifth version of the potion. Whether it is the onset effect or the time, compared to the version ten years ago, the fourth version is undoubtedly a breakthrough. The highest pain threshold that the human body can accept, and the most instinctive self-protection coma mechanism of the human body.

And this is just a small price to pay for making Mr. unhappy.

The camera faithfully recorded all this and transmitted it to the other side of the ocean in real time.

Renye Karasuma looked at Whiskey on the screen who had no strength to roll and struggle, and could only curl up on the ground holding his head and shaking, with a satisfied expression on his face.

However, despite being in so much pain, the child could still hold back without uttering a single cry or cry of pain. The child's self-esteem is really strong.

So, keep this pain in mind and never make the same mistake again.

Renye Karasuma looked condescending and forgiving, and even the trembling was not obvious on the screen. He closed his eyes like a dead whiskey, like a compassionate priest.

Two hours later, Whiskey, who had regained some clarity from the painful whirlpool, opened his eyes, looked at Fenxiang who was still standing in the room, and used the last bit of strength to push his upper body up and lean against the corner:

"After the effect of the medicine has taken effect, why don't you get out?"

Listening to Whiskey's low and trembling voice, Fenxiang still looked respectful. He took two steps forward and said:

"Master Whiskey, this is the latest fifth-generation product of Laboratory No. 15. The frequency of attacks is twice a month. The next attack will be in days. Please pay more attention.

By the way, this is the New Year's gift that Mr. prepared for you. I'll leave it here for now. I wish you a happy New Year, Mr. Whiskey. "

A dark box with a crow emblem printed on it was placed squarely on the only small table in the lounge by Fenxiang. After explaining the matter, Fenxiang asked his men to turn off the camera, and also packed up the screen projection equipment that Whiskey had smashed before. Finally, he put the cell phone that the whiskey had left on the coffee table in the living room next to the gift box, and then said goodbye and left.

The closed apartment door was closed again. Whiskey glanced at the New Year's gift placed on the low table, and then looked away indifferently.

He clearly knew what had just happened, his struggle and embarrassment, Karasuma Renye on the other side could see it clearly through the camera pointed at him.

The New Year's gift, hehe, is just a taming method of slapping it and giving it a sweet date.

After a while, Whiskey, who had regained some strength, moved to the low table and opened the box with one hand.

Inside the box is a transfer and gift contract. As long as he signs it, the Century Brilliance, which Karasuma Group uses to hold a top-notch welcome dinner at the end of each year, will belong to him alone.

A top-notch cruise ship costing tens of billions, Karasuma Renya is really generous.

Now, not only secretly, but also openly, he is being linked to the Karasuma Group.

Suddenly, the unique phone ringing tone representing Karasuma Renya rang in the house.

"Did you receive my New Year's gift to you?"

Whiskey couldn't help coughing and replied in a hoarse voice:

"This gift is too precious."

Karasuma Renye's voice is still so plain, it's just a cruise ship. For him who owns the entire Karasuma Group and secretly controls the Crow Army, this is just a small number.

"This cruise ship is just an insignificant gift compared to the contributions you have made to the organization over the years.

I prepared a new name for you a long time ago, but considering that you and your mother have been separated for many years, I put it aside for the time being.

Do you like the surname Karasuma? "

Hearing Karasuma Renye's last words, Whiskey's fingers holding the contract tightened tightly for a long time before he replied calmly:

"I like this gift very much. Thank you sir for taking the trouble."

Satisfied with the results, Renya Karasuma told Whiskey that someone would pick up the contract later for registration and ended the call with a blessing.

"Happy New Year, Whiskey."