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At first, no one paid them any attention, their eyes following Fitzgerald all the way and disappearing and refusing to take them back.

Until the nearest person heard the name of the visitor.

A waiter trotted all the way to the fat boss Jeter and whispered something in his ear. The fat boss' face changed and he looked at the car parked at the door.

Gradually, everyone looked at the car, and the warm atmosphere was poured with cold water, and it fell to freezing point in an instant.

The man got out of the car with a leather gloved hand holding his top hat. The hem of his black clothes slowly fell down, and what caught his eyes was a pair of eyes like the clear sky.

In the eyes of everyone, he walked towards Jeter like no one else was walking.After such a few steps, as the biggest talker of the underworld in North America, a thin layer of sweat had already appeared on the face of the fat boss.

As if he didn't see the nervousness on the fat boss's face, the man took off his hat with one hand and put it on his chest, and bowed, "The cadre of the port mafia, Chuya Zhongya, and the leader of Daisen send their greetings to Boss Jeter. "

Every move seemed restrained and polite, but Jeter seemed to have something stuck in his throat, unable to speak for a long time.

"Okay, okay..." He blushed and said.

Compared with Yokohama, Nakahara Chuya has a better reputation in North America, and it is basically negative.

Boss Jeter and the port mafia have always maintained a cooperative relationship, and there has been no conflict between the two sides.

It was the port mafia Nakahara Chuya who assisted Eagle Shihui to become the leader of North America.

Although he knew in his heart that he was helping him, but seeing Zhongya Nakahara in a dirty state, Boss Jeter could no longer face this person with a normal heart.

He dodged and didn't dare to look at the other person, and the flesh on his benevolent face trembled.

Zhong Yuanzhong may not be ignorant of Boss Jeter's thoughts, but his eyes slid across Boss Jeter's face flatly, as if he didn't see the other party's strange behavior, nodded, and led his subordinates inside.

After he left, each of them breathed lightly, for fear of being noticed by the people who would make an uproar.

"He actually came!"

"Why are you so nervous, are all the legends true?"

"It's more exaggerated than you think."

People who saw the scene showed expressions of toothache.

Mountains of corpses and seas of blood are no exaggeration, and there is no distinction between enemy and friend, a pure killing machine, so the port mafia can accept him without any grievances.

Not far from here, a man wrapped in a pure black coat was leaning on the container with his arms folded, a cigarette dangling from his mouth.

"Brother, the best time is only 5 minutes away." Vodka reminded.

"Hmph, a bunch of hiding mice."

Apparently, Gin disliked the trade partner of this organization.

Vodka feels that Big Brother simply hates all mystics, such as Belmode in their organization, such as bourbon, and Scotch whiskey before that.

It may also be that these solitary guys are too easy to be undercover for other organizations.

Belmode said disapprovingly: "Pay attention to your speech, Gin, the boss is very satisfied with this partner, if you scare people away, the boss will pursue it, and I don't care about you."

Qin Jiu didn't even look at her, and let out a sneer.

I don't know what to think of, Belmode suddenly showed a gloating expression: "You know, the other party gave too much."

The black organization is not short of money at all, and it is conceivable how big a number can impress them.

And it's not hard to get what they want. This kind of partner who writes that people are stupid and money comes quickly. If you change Mori Ogai, Mori Ogai will also like it.

"That's an astronomical figure that won't be able to fill in even if you are bought into the next life."

Gin's gaze can kill people, but the person who is least afraid of Gin here is Belmode.

Regardless of what Belmode said was so serious, she still had a contemptuous attitude when she mentioned the partner.

There is no way to do this, Vodka sighed inwardly, indeed, compared with the organization, the opponent's organization seemed like a joke.

After another hour, the person still hadn't arrived, and Gin let out the air-conditioning desperately, and it seemed that he wanted to kill someone.

"Everyone, it's been a long wait!"

Accompanied by cheerful voices, there was also a cheerful young man in a white restraint uniform and a black and white checkered scarf.

Several men also wearing white uniforms and brown cloaks came out with him.

"Sorry, I'm late, are you angry?" The boy looked at them with folded hands, blinked his eyes, and stuck out his tongue, "Forgive me." He suddenly put away his expression, held his head coldly and calmly, Even the highlights in the eyes disappeared, "As the president, there are many things to deal with every day. Now this job is just my part-time job. The most important thing for me is the job of the president."

Vodka's shocked glasses slid down: "What did you say? President?!"

"That's right, haven't I introduced myself yet?"

The young man straightened his clothes, cleared his throat, and put a finger to his lips very slowly, with an exaggerated smile on the corner of his mouth: "Wang Ma Xiaoji, the president of the evil secret society, that is, in the world One in a thousand in the world, the best, the genius with unparalleled talents, the president of the super high school level, I am!"

The words "super high school grade" made Vodka burst out laughing.

Seeing that the eldest brother became more and more impatient, Vodka also felt that the other party sent such a child really did not take them seriously, so he put on a straight face: "Whether you are super high school level, super kindergarten level, or super elementary school level, let you When the person in charge comes out, the child stands aside."

Wang Ma Xiaoji's eyes widened, he looked at him in disbelief, confirmed that he was serious, and closed his mouth.

"Whoaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah—"

"Why do you say that! It's rare for me to tell the truth, the super high school level and the super high school level are one in a thousand... a genius!!!"

The young man who claimed to be King Ma Xiaoji was crying loudly, making the child cry so that Vodka backed away with no fault of his own.

Belmode looked at Gin eagerly, and was about to stop the opponent before he drew his gun.

Impatientness was written all over Qin Jiu's face, and his hand had already touched the gun in his arms, but the boy who was crying loudly just now suddenly changed his face.

Wang Ma Xiaoji stopped talking in an instant, and the tears that were streaming down his face just now disappeared, and he said to himself coldly: "Ah, it's much better to cry bitterly."[1]

Gin gave a pause to the hand that drew the gun.

Belmode still had a relaxed smile on his face, but narrowed his eyes slightly to look at the boy.

"Okay, let's talk about our deal!" The innocent smile appeared on the boy's face again, as if nothing had happened just now.

Bellmode finally faced up to this partner who was stupid and rich.

Is something wrong with this boy?

Gin just gave him a cold look, "Where's the money?"

"Eh? I didn't bring any money." The young man said innocently, not feeling that there was anything wrong with what he said.

It's started, Wang Ma Xiaoji, the head of the third branch, has started again.

The person who had been silent behind him complained silently in his heart.

The young man who is firmly seated as the head of the third branch, the young man who is known as the president of the super high school level, does not seem to have any great ability to make him sit in this position other than lying full of lies.

Everyone in the future agency tried their best to push the fourth minister to the third position and squeeze this person out, but the fourth minister insisted on playing games with others to decide who would be third and who would be fourth. Let the fourth minister be lucky... Uh, sure enough, I lost three games in a row, and afterwards happily sat on the third king Ma Xiaojiyong, so I went directly to pick the first minister, and was finally beaten into the hospital. During the hospitalization, he "accidentally" slipped and broke his foot I lost my leg and had a plaster cast for three months.

Good guy, it's okay if the fourth minister failed to push it up, and the newly released third minister was also hospitalized, and only the world where the future agency was injured was born.

Since then, everyone has stopped arguing for these useless titles, and they finally realized that all ministers are valuable assets of future agencies.

Those who were assigned to Wang Ma Xiaoji's subordinates resigned themselves to their fate and let each other play around.

Seeing that he was going to lie to others now, he was inexplicably excited about what was going on.

Gin Jiu couldn't bear it anymore and pulled out his gun. Wang Ma Xiaoji, who was pointed at his head by the gun, raised his hands with a wink, "Be careful, be careful, if you shake your hands, you won't be able to get the money even more."

Wang Ma Xiaoji motioned to the people behind him to open the boxes brought over one by one.

The first is empty, the second is still empty, the third...the fourth...

"Enough." Qin Jiu stared at him coldly.

"Actually, it's really not safe to carry that much money, it's a very--a huge amount, so big that I, the president of the secret society, have never seen it, so I put it all in the safe gone."

Wang Ma Xiaoji tilted his head, "Only I know the key and address of the safe. If you kill me, you will never get the money. Will your boss really approve of your actions?"

Wow, Vodka on the side looked amazed, daring to threaten his elder brother, he really thought he had lived too long.

Wouldn't they have taken the money and killed him?Anyway, their weak existence has nothing to do with the organization.

"Hand it over," Gin said, pointing a gun at him.

"Okay, don't worry." Wang Ma Xiaoji was about to say something, when a man in white uniform ran over from a distance, bent down and said something to him.

A look of surprise flashed across Wang Ma Xiaoji's face, everyone could see that he was going to say something more, but after this person came, he directly threw a key to Qin Jiu, "Find it yourself, I will I have something to do, let's go first."

Compared with the enthusiasm just now, it suddenly became colder.

It seemed that there was indeed an emergency on his side.

Gin held the key, stared coldly at the running away boy, and suddenly said, "Bermod, follow and have a look."

"Are you ordering me? Gin?" Belmode curled a strand of hair.

Gin didn't say much, and got into his car directly.

Belmode still followed, for no other reason. Gin might not care, but she couldn't completely pretend that she didn't know anything.

She has faintly noticed that their partner does not seem to be as simple as she thought at first.

On the other side, Gin held the key, and based on the shape of the key and investigation, he finally deduced the location of the safe.

He experienced all kinds of carefully arranged misleading in the process, which made him extremely unhappy.

When they took the key and opened the door of the safe, what was placed inside was not US dollars, but a piece of paper.

Qin Jiu opened the paper without any surprise and paused.

Vodka glanced curiously, then froze.

There were no words on that piece of paper, only a pattern.

What is drawn on it is a Q version of the smiling face of Wang Ma Xiaoji sticking out his tongue.

It's over, it's over, this big brother is going to be pissed off completely.

Even vodka itself had an unknown fire, what the hell is going on with this kid!

Vodka knelt down and picked up the paper that was crumpled up by his elder brother and prepared to burn it. Their fingerprints were left on it.

When I got up, I casually glanced up, and was stunned, "Brother, look!"

On the top of the empty safe, there was a road map drawn crookedly, with dollar signs and boxes drawn at the end point. If Vodka hadn't squatted down, it would be impossible to see this map.

Gin looked at the picture carefully for a while, then sneered, the frozen vodka trembled.

"let's go."

"Where?"

"Go back to the beach." Gin said through gritted teeth.

The picture looks like random graffiti, but you can tell it carefully, and the person who drew it gave obvious hints.

The money box was where they were before, and most likely right behind the gin against the shipping container.