[Online game] Shut up if you buy it for a dime

"Luthall, come, come, come, have another drink——have another drink—" The smokiest black man sat by the small brazier, greeting the red-haired newcomer beside him, while mixing white wine into beer maliciously, beside him The people were lying crookedly on the dirty floor and on the sofa that was not much cleaner than the floor, some chattered, some grinded their teeth and some clattered their mouths.

……

Click your mouth.

The veins on Edward's forehead twitched - I hate sleeping so much, click my mouth.

Resisting the urge to lift the table up, Edward forced a smile, turned his face and drank the mixed wine that the black man poured for himself, wiped the liquid dripping from the corner of his mouth, pushed the wine and poured it on the table The black man on the board: "... Reddy?"

"My name is not Reddy—they call me 'young girl', LADY—" the muscular black man mumbled, and suddenly trembled, jumped up and drew his gun against Edward's forehead——

Edward blinked.

Reddy exhaled a cloudy smell of alcohol.

The mixed taste of wine + appetizers... Edward's stomach is rolling.

Reddy giggled: "Does it stink? ╭(╯3╰)╮"

Edward didn't change his face: "It's more fragrant than a big beautiful girl."

Reddy stretched out his thick fingers, squeezed and grabbed Edward: "Death."

The people next to him started chattering again, and one of them staggered up from the sofa, looking like he was about to vomit. Edward glanced at him to make sure he couldn't hold on to the toilet... Sure enough, within two steps, that person Holding on to a pillar, he began to spit... Edward swept down to the ground, and his face turned green immediately—there was a man lying at the feet of the man who spit, who was whistling with a big mouth.

Edward clutched his stomach and turned his face silently, suddenly felt that being an undercover agent was really hard.

Just then, the garage door was opened.

When the rumbling broken door rose, facing the moonlight and street lamps in the yard outside, a tall man in a suit bent over and walked in through the gap of the sliding door that rose slowly. A group of people, with heavy expressions and tense facial lines, glanced at Edward and Reddy sitting at the table, and asked coldly: "Reddy, what's going on?"

Reddy, who saw the boss, knew that something was wrong. Depressedly, he kicked the brother of a drunk person next to him, cursed, stood up staggeringly, with his big paws on Edward's shoulders, With a horizontal stroke of his finger, he almost poked into Edward's trick: "Kriel, we are welcoming newcomers—"

"Newcomer?" The man named Creel took a few steps forward. Edward squinted his eyes and found that the man was very tall and strong. He quickly stood up. After visually measuring the height difference, he immediately bowed his head respectfully and said. : "Mr. Creel, I'm Lusar, Leo recommended me—"

"Okay, I'm not interested." Creel interrupted him rudely.

Edward paused, feeling the eyes above his head looking at him, he couldn't help but tighten his back, and stood up straighter.

After a long silence, Krill lowered his eyes and snorted inexplicably.

Edward raised his head in confusion, and just looked into the man's eyes—pretending to hide his panic, Edward immediately looked away.

"Hey, like a rabbit." Creel squinted at Edward with some contempt, loosened his tie, and finally pulled it off and put it in his pocket, unbuttoning the collar——Under the dim light, the wheat-colored skin was faintly About a deep scar can be seen spreading down from the neck.

Rabbit, your sister, your whole family is a rabbit, and my father is a tiger, a tiger! ! ==Convex...Edward cursed in his heart, his face remained calm, and he nodded: "Mr. praise."

——It’s just that now I have to play the rabbit T__T.

"Is that Luthal?"

"Yes, sir."

The chin was pinched, "It looks good."

"Uh..." Something was wrong, Edward didn't know how to answer.

Creel Bingshan's face suddenly moved, and he smiled evilly: "Sleep with me for one night, and I will transfer you to the bodyguard team tomorrow."

"..." Edward hadn't decided what expression to put on to deal with it, but the people around him had already reacted - Reddy raised his arms and shouted: "Aoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh Fuck me!!!(￣▽￣)/"

The corner of Edward's mouth twitched, and he grabbed Reddy and pushed him down on the stool.

Looking up at Rickel's inquisitive eyes again, Edward's heart felt cold. These days, why do men who like men meet all over the street when they go out? !

He didn't get an answer, and Creel didn't ask any more questions. He turned around and kicked the stool that Reddy was sitting on. The stool of a strong and muscular man was kicked back more than one meter. Edward glanced at him in surprise. Krill glanced.

Creel took off his suit and threw one hand on his shoulder, pulled up the sleeve to reveal the messy tattoos on his strong arm, and slapped Reddy on the head in a bad tone: "What do I want?"

Reddy swiped his finger again: "I'll give it to you if you sleep."

"..."

"..."

Edward raised his forehead.

Reddy wrenched his fingers: "If you don't sleep, you won't give it—Krill, uh, brother, I knew you hated me."

"Damn it," Creel's face changed, and he turned to Edward to challenge, "Who will allow you to drink during working hours, huh?"

Edward pointed to Reddy wordlessly: "'It doesn't matter if you drink a little, anyway, BOSS is on a business trip'."

"The BOSS is not here, but I am still here." Creel's face was livid.

Edward shrugged - how does I know who you are.

Creel drew his gun, loaded it neatly, and fired it into the air.

Edward was terrified, Reddy jumped up and looked around: "Who-who-brothers copy guys-"

"Reddy!!!"

"exist!!"

"I, of, east, west."

"...Criel...boss.? Д?"

"doing what?"

"When did you come?"

"...just now," Krill raised his eyebrows, "you invited me to fuck you."

"What?!!" Reddy, who was walking halfway, was slipped by the vomit under his feet, and almost fell on the greedy vomit. Edward's stomach rolled, and his Adam's apple rolled painfully. Lie down on the edge of the stairs, clutching his buttocks, "My ass is still a chick!"

=_,= Who wants to know.

Creel nodded: "But I won't pay you more for breaking the law. Now, go and get my things."

…… Just now, the excitement of mixing a large glass of wine came up, Edward rubbed his temples, dragged the stool and sat down on the edge of the table.Hold your head up and watch Reddy dragging down a large box from upstairs——

Panting and dragging over, with a sweep of his rough arms, all the wine bottles and quilts on the table were swept away. Reddy threw the box on the table, patted it, and smiled at Creel: "Boss, this time it's real!" baby stuff-"

"Then?" Creel bent down and began to debug the password.

"We... ahem, can we keep some?"

With a soft click, the box was opened.

Edward stood behind Creel, followed the dim light, and after seeing the contents of the box clearly, raised his eyebrows in surprise——

The M107 heavy-duty sniper rifle is a military sniper rifle issued by the U.S. military stationed in Afghanistan and Iraq. It can accurately strike effective 1500mm ammunition within a range of 2000-12.7 meters. It can effectively destroy aircraft, radar stations, ammunition depots, and even light armored vehicles from a long distance.

……

The Avery family is amazing, it can be done.

At this moment, Creel straightened up in satisfaction, re-locked the box, lifted it up easily, and replied softly: "No."

Reddy hid his face in disappointment.

Creel knocked on the table: "I got 10 sets in total this time, and will send the remaining 9 sets to the headquarters tomorrow morning."

When Reddy heard this, he sat up straight and his eyes stared straight: "Boss is back?"

"Tsk," Creel uttered irritably, "Can you correct the problem of being stupid when you see the boss, you are so stupid."

"Boss is my belief." Reidy raised his finger, showing the big white teeth inherent in blacks, and smiled brightly. "No one can stop my belief, even you, Boss Creel."

Well, the arms smugglers and drug dealers have faith too.Edward rolled his eyes vigorously towards the place where there was no one there, and it seemed that he had opened his eyes.

……

On the second day, early in the morning, Edward was dragged up by Reddy.

"Son, I'll take you to see the god in my heart." Reddy had already finished washing, and he looked refreshed. Frowning in disgust, he shoved Edward into the bathroom—"Wash and clean, don't dirty the eyes of the boss."

I don't know whose eyes are dirty.Edward scrubbed and scrubbed in the bathroom, his eyes almost rolled out of their frames.

Walking out of the bathroom, he glanced at Reddy, Edward paused, his eyes fixed on the tattoo on the former's back, a little surprised.

Reddy rubbed his nose: "Look at you."

Edward frowned at him.

Reddy cursed lowly, and waved his hand impatiently: "Yes, yes, I used to be a mercenary, don't worry about it."

Edward was silent for a moment, and finally nodded, turned around to put on his clothes without saying a word, but he was thinking in his heart—Reddy's skill, now it seems that it seems to be a talent in the "verification group", that is Kerry It is impossible for the people in Seoul not to know that if Reddy wants to go to the bodyguard team, it is a breeze. ...But, he didn't.

……

Even though he was very curious, he suppressed the doubts in his heart.

after all.

Say a word less, live 1 minute longer. ... This sentence is always true.

As a newcomer, Edward was blindfolded as soon as he got in the car.

It wasn't unfastened until I got out of the car.

Being blindfolded by the sudden sunlight, Edward felt a little gloomy for no reason, grabbed Reddy who was carrying the box down, and asked, "When will I not need to cover my eyes?"

Reddy, who was asked, laughed loudly when he heard the words, and patted Edward on the shoulder: "Look at your little daughter-in-law's resentment, who didn't come here like this, it's very simple, two years—if you survive In the past two years, you have the opportunity to enjoy the scenery along the headquarters."

Edward silently helped Reddy put the box on the delivery cart.

Along the way, Edward was surprised to find that these "bodyguards" in the headquarters were supposed to occupy higher positions in the organization than them, but they seemed to always back away from Reddy by three points. Unconscious respect.

After layers of verification that were much more rigorous than the high-tech of the police department, Edward finally saw Avery himself.

Unexpectedly young, about 40 years old, lying obliquely on a sofa with a small animal skin blanket on his knees, he is lazily holding a pair of small golden scissors, slowly trimming the cigar in his hand.

When Reddy and the others entered, Avery's eyelashes fluttered and he gave a hum.

Creel, who had been standing by his side all the time, immediately stepped forward, and together with Reddy, they lined up the boxes one by one in Avery and opened them.

The box in Edward's hand was the last one—it seemed to feel that everyone's eyes were on his back. Even though his mental quality was good, Edward was still a little nervous.

Creel saw everything in his eyes, raised his eyebrows, pushed Edward away, and opened the box two or three times.

Edward bowed his head, stepped aside and stood up.

Avery seemed to stand up - he heard the sound of leather shoes hitting the log floor, and moved slowly from there, as if he was inspecting the large-scale purchase of weapons one by one along the way.

Finally, the footsteps stopped.

Edward saw a pair of black leather shoes with apparently high-quality leather and no brand logo, parked in front of him.

Swallowing, Edward told himself - calm down.

"New faces." Avery's voice was low and magnetic.

"Yes, BOSS." Edward cursed himself for being useless, calming down his emotions.

"You're afraid." A declarative sentence with no clear meaning.

"..."

"Boss, don't scare children like that." Krill humanized at a critical moment.

"Krill, I remember you had a bed partner."

"More than one, BOSS."

"Men should be clean and self-respecting," Avery seemed to be joking with Creel, after saying that, he stretched out his index finger, raised Edward's chin, looked around, and commented, "Not bad."

……

Edward felt like a Chinese cabbage.

Being picked and picked by the aunt who is shopping for vegetables

——The cabbage is quite fresh today.

"But Leo's figure of yours is more suitable as a bed partner."

——But carrots are still suitable for stewing soup.

"The hair is too red."

——Because carrots are too red...

kindness?

too red?

Avery's calm voice came from overhead: "Did you hear me?"

Edward raised his head reflexively: "Huh?"

At this time, Avery had already turned around and walked back to the sofa. After lying down again, he waved his hand and signaled the people around him to put away their weapons and take them away.

At this point, the task of the two of Edward is over.

Exhaling a breath, Edward was about to retreat, when Avery's unwavering voice sounded from behind: "Dye back to black."

Edward paused.

Avery: "I was talking about you."

Edward looked back in surprise.

Avery frowned: "Young people nowadays, don't make messy things, it's an eyesore."

……

well.

Edward gritted his teeth.

Gained insight again - the Avery family is a mafia that pays attention to grooming.