When Gin loses the nether filter

Amuro Toru and Akai Shuichi met at the entrance of the bar.

The moment they found each other, both of them were silent.

In the end, Toru Amuro took the lead in smirking: "What a coincidence, Mr. Zhu Xing, what are you doing here?"

Akai Shuichi said calmly: "Track down the mission target, where is Amuro-kun?"

"Hey, me too."

"Ah."

"..."

"..."

The two of them stared at the door, and neither of them would go into the bar.

And the two of them were outstanding in appearance, which naturally attracted the attention of the waiter at the entrance of the bar.

The waiter thought to himself: "Why are there so many weird people today? Just now a couple of the opposite sex went in, and now it's another pair of handsome guys who are arguing."

The waiter looked the two of them up and down, and came to a conclusion—if these two drank in their bar, their reputation might spread across half of the gay circle tomorrow.

Alas, in fact, both men and women in the previous couple are rare and popular styles in this circle.

The waiter was thinking wildly, coughed twice, and stepped forward: "Gentlemen, do you need any help?"

Amuro gave Akai Shuichi a cool look, then turned his head with a smile: "Hi, excuse me, I want to ask if there is any big event in your bar today?"

The waiter was stunned for a moment and replied: "Ah, you mean the small concert that will be held later? We have invited several bands to perform, as well as rock singers and folk singers. If you are interested, you can go in and have a look."

"Well……"

The blond young man tilted his head, pretending to be thinking, and then asked casually: "By the way, I just saw a truck coming. Is that for your bar to restock?"

"...A truck? Sorry, I don't know too well, but we did have someone deliver the musical instruments in the bar today."

Amuro smiled and raised his hand to make an ok gesture: "Thank you, the work is going well, then I will go in first."

"Well, have fun!"

Akai Hideo followed Amuro Toru in the waiter's weird eyes without changing his face.

The man stared at Toru Amuro's back thoughtfully, remembering the conversation he had just heard.

Is it a bit of a coincidence?

Is this Amuro-kun's target also a truck driver?

After all, the FBI is not a local institution in Japan, so Shuichi Akai obtained the information later than Toru Amuro.

The target of his mission is the truck driver named Heimiyama.

Compared with Zhu Fu Jingguang and Amuro Toru, his target was neither killed nor imprisoned, but just worked well.

Akai Hideichi found out that Heimiya had goods from this bar to deliver tonight, and the bar was crowded with people, making it one of the most suitable places for assassination.

He didn't intend to start today. He just came here this time to find a way to get close to this seemingly ordinary truck driver.

He didn't believe that the organization would target a truck driver for no reason, there must be some unknown tricks hidden in it.

Akai Shuichi intends to find out.

But why did Toru Amuro appear in a bar with him...

The man narrowed his eyes slightly, and followed the blond youth to the corner of the dance floor.

Toru Amuro stopped by a booth, turned his head and smiled: "Mr. Zhu Xing, don't you have something to do?"

Akai Shuichi said lightly: "Fortunately, you don't mind if I sit here, Amuro-kun."

"...Ah, why is this guy so thick-skinned?"

Amuro thought to himself: "Tsk, it doesn't matter, anyway, the goal tonight is just to get close to Heimiya. According to Kazami's investigation, Heimiya specializes in delivering goods for this bar. It leaves at midnight every day. I'm used to coming to the bar for a few drinks—at this point, Heimiya should be in the bar."

He doesn't care what Shuichi Akai's goal is, because in a sense, Toru Amuro's mission goal has already fallen into the net, and this visit to the bar is more about the Sunshine Orphanage incident.

No matter what Hideichi Akai did, he couldn't affect his mission.

They both looked around, consciously ignoring the other's presence.

At this time, the band on the stage had already started playing, but Amuro Toru and Akai Shuichi were not paying attention to it.

"--and many more."

Amuro's perspective froze.

"Is that Belmode?"

From his angle, he happened to be facing Belmode, and the striking appearance of the blonde woman fell into his eyes completely.

"Why is she here? Did the organization expect us to be here?"

The young man frowned and thought, "Zhu Xingda also appeared here. Could it be that our missions are really linked to the Sunshine Orphanage incident... What does the organization want to do?"

He noticed that there were two glasses of wine on the coffee table where Belmode was sitting, and guessed that there should be someone sitting opposite her, but it was completely covered by the sofa, so he couldn't see clearly.

But I can also imagine that there is a high probability that it is Hiro's boss, the high-level organization leader, Gin Jiu.

Akai Hideo wasn't too impressed with Belmode, he didn't pay attention there, but he found Hiramiya's figure one step ahead of Amuro Toru.

The short and thin man was wearing a slightly tight-fitting jacket, shaking to the bar music, holding a wine glass in his hand, looking as if he was drunk.

The man wobbled closer to the bunny girl who was carrying the tray.

Akai Hideo twitched.

Is the organization's target really such a guy?Can't see anything worth noticing at all...

He silently took a sip of his wine, stared in the direction over there, and thought: "If Ping Gongjian is making a move on that girl, then just take this opportunity to stop him and take this guy out of the bar..."

The next scene was so shocking that Akai Hideichi almost choked.

Seeing the "bunny girl" turn around and push Heimiyama to go in another direction, Akai Hideichi noticed at this moment that this bunny girl is a bit too tall, uh, seems a bit too strong.

—sh*t.

The man raised his hand to cover his eyes, and cursed a word in a low voice.

It was a man—why would there be a man dressed as a bunny girl? !

Do bars in Japan play like this?

Toru Amuro didn't know what stimulated this guy, so he just glanced at it, and continued to peek in the direction of Vermode while asking the passing waiter to order a drink.

From the corner of the eye, a figure entangled with the bunny girl gradually approached the booth where Belmode was.

Amuro looked over suspiciously.

"?!"

The young man suddenly opened his eyes wide: "Ping Gongjian?"

He unconsciously blurted out in a low voice.

"Your target is Heimiya too?"

Akai Shuichi had already put down his hand covering his eyes, and his expression returned to calm.

He just asked such a question, but the next moment he refuted himself: "No, the assessment task will not have a common goal. Does it have anything to do with your goal and the Peace Palace?"

Amuro frowned, and looked at the long-haired man with a stern face: "You mean, Heimiya is your target?"

Akai Hideo nodded, silently waiting for the young man's next words.

However, Toru Amuro sneered: "Your target is him, what does it have to do with me?"

Akai Hideichi: ... Ah, the cliché failed.

And in the Pinggong Room over there, it was already close to the back of the sofa in the deck where Belmode was.

In fact, the destination of these two people should be the corridor leading to the bathroom next to the booth, but it happened that the booth where Belmode and Gin were located was right next to the entrance of the corridor.

It's not uncommon to be entangled and chaotic in bars. Japan is very open about "sex", which may be caused by the excessive pressure in daily life. The restrained and reserved style they pursue is completely out of place at this moment does not exist.

Indulgence, wantonness, and no scruples are just a small part of what a Japanese night is like.

As soon as Belmode regained consciousness, he saw two overlapping figures approaching.

Two men—two men kissing each other—! ! !

Belmode froze.

She was in a trance.

To be honest, there are gay groups everywhere, but it is really hard to meet people who have not been in contact with them.

Although Belmode had a good time, he was indeed a pure heterosexual, and he had only heard about homosexuality. At this moment, he suddenly saw this "exciting" scene.

She felt a churning in her stomach—vomiting.

While the woman was in a daze, the two of them staggered uncontrollably and got closer and closer.

On the other side, Toru Amuro noticed this scene and couldn't help frowning: "What is Belmode thinking, doesn't this woman hate this thing the most?"

Toru Amuro knew Belmode quite well.

He chose to approach Belmode by appearance because this woman is an absolute face control.

After knowing each other for a long time, he also knew Belmode's attitude towards men.

This beautiful woman really fits the four characters of "femme fatale". Relying on her appearance, figure and flirtatious temperament, she has cheated many young American sweetheart boys.

She likes sex and love dominated by herself, and likes a bed partner who is clean and rich in the spiritual world, so she almost hates wretched men with sperm on the brain.

Unfortunately, the appearance of Heimiya being entangled with that "bunny girl" completely stepped on Belmode's thunder point.

It's just that the scene was too eye-catching, which caused Belmode to misplace this disgusting feeling on homosexuality.

Just when Toru Amuro couldn't help but stepped forward to pull the two of them away—well, he wasn't worried that Belmode would be stimulated, but he was afraid that the woman would be stimulated and shoot these two unlucky guys.

Gin, who was sitting across from Belmode, got up.

That long silver hair was so conspicuous that it immediately grabbed the full attention of Amuro Toru and Akai Shuichi.

In sight, the man in the white shirt leaned over, propped one hand on the glass coffee table, and pressed the other hand on the back of the sofa behind Belmod, and then blocked it with his hand, pushing Belmod into the booth.

It's just that the force was a bit strong, pushing Belmode directly on the sofa, just enough to bring the woman back to her senses.

The silver-haired and green-eyed man supported her, and a large shadow enveloped her. Belmode palpited for a moment, and then laughed and teased: "Gin, you are so strong, you are so sympathetic."

The corner of Qin Jiu's mouth twitched, and just as he was about to say something, Ping Gongjian next to him accidentally bumped into the man's arm.

"—"

Ping Gongjian suddenly met a pair of piercingly cold green eyes, as if he had been splashed with ice water from head to toe, he suddenly became sober.

But his thinking was still sluggish, and his brain could never keep up with his instinctive reactions. Seeing such a mixed-race face so close at hand, the eyes of this short and thin man instantly turned red.

He threw away the hand of "Bunny Girl" all of a sudden, and blurted out: "Hi, hello, um, um, are you free?"

In an instant, Belmode's expression became particularly terrifying.

But Gin didn't realize it. After all, this indifferent killer didn't even realize that this was a gay bar, so he couldn't think of what the man in front of him was thinking.

But he was extremely sensitive to other people's emotions, and the way this man made him feel uncomfortable.

So Qin Jiu sneered, straightened up, grabbed Ping Gongjian to the ground, twisted his hand hard, and directly twisted and dislocated the entire arm of the man on the ground.

"—"

Ping Gongjian's mind went blank, and he opened his mouth slowly, wanting to exhale in pain.

"what--!!!!"

The woman's screams spread halfway across the bar.

The blond beauty fell on the edge of the sofa with messy hair, pointed to the Heigong Room on the ground with tears in her eyes, and said to the passers-by who looked at her in a daze, "Come on, come! This person is molesting!"

The next moment, Belmode noticed the skeptical look of the onlookers, and suddenly remembered that this place must be gay.

So she silently raised her hand to wipe her tears without changing her face, and pointed at the gin with the other hand, her voice trembling: "No, molested him!"

Gin: ...?

Onlookers: Oh——I see.