Gin, he ran away with Mr.

"When it comes to drinking, you should still choose Spirytus."

The crystal-clear wine has an attractive luster and flows slowly in the glass.If one only looked at the appearance, no one would think that this is the strongest alcohol in the world.

Spirytus is extremely strong, and with just a sip, the lips will instantly feel numb and dehydrated; but its taste is the closest to water, which is easy to make people careless.

Like the man with this cup of Spirytus in his hand.

The man was dressed in black, with a black top hat covering his face.He sat on a comfortable leather chair, facing the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, looking into the distance.

From here, almost the whole of Poland can be seen.

This tall building, in the eyes of outsiders, is just an ordinary office building.And who would have thought that this is the headquarters of the legendary black organization whose sphere of influence has expanded to the world.

"Tuk Tuk!"

A crisp knock sounded on the door.

"Come in." The man's deep voice was somewhat hoarse, but it was as mellow and deep as wine shaking in a glass.

He still turned his back to the door, raised his hand and took a sip of the wine.The high-purity alcohol immediately poured into his mouth like a fire, leaving only a burning sensation on his lips.

There are few people in the world who drink Spirytus so directly. After all, people who can really tolerate this kind of spirit don't like this kind of drinking method like "alcohol".

But as long as you taste it yourself, you can truly experience the joy!

"Sir." The blond woman who entered the door greeted the man respectfully and politely, "This is the latest research and development result of the drug research team, APTX-4826."

"Oh?"

The man turned his body with interest and put down the wine glass in his hand.

The blond woman immediately placed the pill box in her hand on the man's outstretched hand.

Open the medicine box, there is a red and white capsule inside.

"Oh, this medicine was really developed by you."

The man picked up the wine glass again and drank the spirits in one gulp.

It turns out that more than half a century has passed since I came to this strange world.

He stood up, revealing a few strands of gray hair under the wide black top hat.

Under the sun, the short gray hair that should have looked old had a light golden luster.

He is no longer young, and the years of shopping in the chaotic world of bullets and bullets have also passed away.

Everything has become insignificant under the precipitation of time.

Life and death are not so important.

"Rum, you say, if the drug isn't doing its job. What are you going to do?"

The man turned around, and the sharp eyes through the slightly long hair seemed to be able to see through everything.

Rum immediately knelt down on one knee, clenched his right hand into a fist and placed it at his heart.

"Rum vows to defend the organization to the death! Eliminate all traitors!"

The man lowered his head slightly, looking down at the blond woman kneeling in front of him.

Wearing a black windbreaker, her blond hair was neatly tied up and tied into a high ponytail.

Although she looks like a young woman, except for the man in front of her, no one in the organization knows her real age and origin.

This woman code-named "Rum" is his confidant in this organization.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and the man's scrutinizing gaze was like a sword, gradually analyzing everything about her.

Rum froze in place, motionless.

After a while, the man chuckled.

"Ahh, it's really not cute. I thought you would say that you died after taking revenge for me. It seems that you despise me as a bad old man. But ah, I can rest assured that if I run away on a whim one day, there will be Help me look after you, my right-hand man."

"Rum...don't dare!"

"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore. I remember that there seems to be an important deal in Japan. Let's prepare the itinerary there first."

"Yes!"

The man put down the empty wine glass in his hand, and walked out of the gorgeous lounge with the medicine box in hand.

Rum still knelt on the ground and stood up until the figure of the man disappeared from sight.

She stared blankly at the empty wine glass on the table, her thoughts seemed to have not recovered from just now.

"gentlemen......"

Spirytus...?

She raised her hand involuntarily and touched her left eye.Her gaze became more determined, and when she turned around again, she changed into her original cold expression.Now she is the second in command of the organization worthy of the heavy responsibility!

Even if the husband leaves the headquarters, everything in the organization is like a precision instrument, operating in an orderly manner without any mistakes.

Until... the members of the intelligence department sent the latest news about Mr.

Mister is missing!

It was a gloomy afternoon.The flight the husband was on was attacked by an unknown force, and there was no further news from it.

Black sky, pouring rain.The bean-sized raindrops hit the ground, splashing a lot of sand on the ground, and bursting out fine sprays.

He was lying in the dark alley, his body curled up, and he seemed to be shaking slightly, enduring great pain.

His clothes were completely soaked through rain or cold sweat.Some of the long black hair was still dripping down, covering his face, making it impossible to see his expression clearly.

He seemed to be a young man, but his pale lips barely had a trace of blood.

"Hey! There's a man lying there! Is he drunk... Shall we go and see if he has any money..."

The two gangsters who hurried into the alley to hide from the rain glanced at each other, then tiptoed close to the boy lying in the corner.

"It still looks like a student... dressed so rustically, isn't this black windbreaker a middle-aged and old style?"

"what!"

Before the bastard finished speaking, the boy who was supposed to be in a coma seemed to sense his approach, and suddenly jumped up and attacked him.

That kind of terrifying intuition and quick reaction made one feel like being closely watched by a hunter waiting for an opportunity.

Belly, legs, head, a total of three punches!

The punches were fast and fierce, and the two gangsters were knocked unconscious on the ground before they even had time to react.

The boy was panting heavily, leaning on the wall weakly.It seemed that the fist punch just now had exhausted almost all his strength.

The pupils of the eyes hidden behind the hair were confused, obviously he had almost lost consciousness, and he was only acting on the instinct of the body.

I can't hold it any longer...

He leaned against the wall and walked out of the alley slowly.

The sky was black and the rain continued.

At this moment, his hand touched an empty nameplate.

He rummaged through his pocket in a daze, and found a card of just the right size. Even though it had been wet with water, he could barely read the writing on it.

It says "Kurosawa".

He reached out and grabbed the iron gate, which was unlocked and opened directly.

He staggered a few more steps, stumbled to the door, and the fingerprint lock was opened.

He couldn't hold it any longer and completely lost consciousness.

The heavy rain outside the house has stopped.

The sun peeked out from the thick clouds, and the warm sunlight gradually dried up the puddles on the ground.

"Eh? Here...where is it?"

After being unconscious for an unknown amount of time, he slowly opened his eyes, only to find himself in a strange room.

"Who am I?"

He stretched out his hands, only his own body felt so strange.

It was clearly a pair of slender and white hands, but he discovered that several places were covered with a layer of thin calluses.

remember nothing, know nothing...

His eyes fell on a file bag on the table.

"Akira Kurosawa...my name?"

The young man looked around in confusion, and flipped through a few more pages of information in his hand.

Who is he?

He walked slowly to the mirror in the living room, trying to see his current appearance clearly.A pale boy immediately appeared in the mirror.

Black hair, with light brown eyes, looks like he just recovered from a serious illness.The clothes were still wet, with a lot of holes, and the thin body could still be seen.

Full of scars!

Why... is he here?

Is he really, as the information says, named Akira Kurosawa?

He looked out of the window, the sun was shining brightly without any haze.

However, in the same sunny headquarters building of the organization, the mood of a certain chief killer is really not very good.

"What did you say? Sir, he is missing!"

Qin Jiu, who had just finished handling the affairs at hand, returned to the office when he received a message from the intelligence team.

Wearing a black windbreaker, he was smoking a cigarette silently, leaning against the door of that office, frowning at Rum sitting at the desk.

Rum was skillfully handling the mountains of documents, as if she was the real leader of the organization, with a very indifferent expression on her face.

And that position belongs to Mr.

According to the report of the intelligence team, the flight that the husband was on was attacked by an unknown organization, and when the communication was restored again, he could no longer be contacted.

"Rum, what do you know?"

Qin Jiu half-closed his eyes, but a stern light flashed in his dark green eyes.

"I do not know anything."

"Where is he?"

"Maybe it was forced to land somewhere in the world following the flight?"

"He's still alive?"

"Maybe he's dead."

Rum buried himself in the messy paperwork on his desk.The leader of the organization has just disappeared, and a lot of troubles have been caused, which is enough to show how much messy garbage those so-called "high-level" usually stuff into the organization.

And now that the leader of the organization disappeared, they began to act secretly.

"The place you are sitting now does not belong to you."

Gin took the cigarette in his hand and walked into the office.He put one hand on the desk and stared at the woman in front of him.

"Mr. said that if he is not in the organization, I have all his authority." Rum stared back without showing any weakness, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, as if with a bit of sarcasm.

Gin Jiu snorted coldly, he hated the woman with the same blonde hair as him in front of him.

"I hope you won't be one of those traitors either."

Since he had no intention of staying here any longer, he planned to turn around and walk back.

"By the way, there seems to be a lot of trouble in the Japanese branch. The organization is short of manpower. You should go there." Rum said behind him.

"Cut." Qin Jiu responded lightly, continued to smoke and strode away.

The black windbreaker sets off the tall figure, but at the moment it looks a little lonely.

Rum looked at Gin's back and fell into deep thought again.

She clearly remembered the mysterious "S" plan that her husband mentioned with a smile before boarding the flight.

So what could it be?Even the most trusted gin is not eligible to participate...

Sir, what kind of chess game are you playing?

As soon as he walked out the door, Qin Jiu punched the wall hard.

"hateful!"

Even that woman obviously knew something, why was he the only one kept in the dark!

And this organization, what happened!Originally, it was steadily expanding its power, but why did it suddenly become a mess? Don't forget that there are still many outsiders staring at the organization!

He suddenly thought back to the day he last saw Mr.

The husband seemed to be in a good mood that day, and asked him with a smile: "Gin Jiu, if one day I want to run away, will you follow me?"

At that time, he only thought that the husband was joking, but replied that he would firmly stay in the organization no matter what.

But now he suddenly disappeared, could it be...

Gin was silent for a while, then withdrew his hand from beating the wall, and attached the communication headset to his ear.

"Vodka, get ready for the itinerary, let's go to Japan."

The author has something to say:

An unscrupulous leader: Gin, let's run away!

Gin: No.

So a certain unscrupulous leader ran away alone.

Gin: ...I'm going to pack my bags.

Dust has modified this article according to the suggestions of friends and readers. I hope you all love this article.

bow~

By the way, let's put down the advance receipt copy next door.The cuties you like can be thrown in the collection to collect dust, hahaha.

"My Dear Enemy and Lover"

Chiqin in charge, Shuanghei in deputy

Fuck and run Akai Hideichi X just want to take a gun and kill people Gin

Ever since the gentleman from the Black Organization mysteriously disappeared a year ago, only Gin, the only combat power left, was still struggling.

Not only is the Tokyo branch in chaos, but all his companions are undercover traitors, and that nasty FBI dares to keep provoking him!

Look how well that port mafia in Yokohama next door does!

Among other things, the annual salary of other people's cadres is several times his!

What!I heard that some mafia cadre ran away?

no!He also wants to quit!He quit gin!

It's just that he didn't expect that before he had time to run away, he would be entangled again by that nasty FBI!

Qin Jiu never imagined that with his so-called strength as the number one assassin in the organization, he would encounter an opponent who was equal to him!

Sniping at [-] yards, a bullet pierced through the air from a distant building, directly piercing the sniper scope in his hand!

Akai Shuichi held the gun in his hand tightly and said excitedly, "We finally meet, my dear... dear old enemy and lover..."

Akai Shuichi: Gin!Let's love and kill each other happily!

Gin: Get out.

Akai Shuichi: Gin!I can't wait to see how you look when you fail the mission!

Gin: Get out.

Akai Shuichi: Gin, I'm sorry.I will leave you forever... I hope that in the next life we ​​will no longer be enemies but just lovers...

Gin: Go... come back!

The inspiration comes from the original words of Shuichi Akai and Gin when they met each other at [-] yards.

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