[Comprehensive] Those years when I was a twenty-five boy

Then I tripped over clothes on the bed and rolled off the bed.

"Wow - it hurts!" I rolled on the ground with my head in my arms, "Who threw my clothes, damn it, there are always people who want to harm me."

Bourbon:  …

"Forget it, I'm not in the mood to fight with you." Bourbon sat back on the stool numbly, "What's going on, I just saw a big bruise on your shoulder."

Hearing this, I immediately sat up and hugged myself tightly, and looked at him vigilantly, "I'm well dressed, how could you see it. Tell me, do you have such or such thoughts about me, which is why you keep paying attention to me?" Me, tsk tsk tsk, I didn't expect you to have thick eyebrows and big eyes... ah! If you hit me again, I'm going to be angry, and I tell you, I'm afraid when I get angry."

"...Why does Jing Guang think you are cute, and is afraid that you will be bullied." Bourbon frowned, rubbing his temples and said with a headache, "He is probably blind, obviously you don't bully others Thank goodness for that.”

"My beauty is not something that ordinary people like you can appreciate." I snorted, "The last cannon fodder grass that couldn't appreciate my beauty is already three meters high."

"...Let's get back to the topic." Bourbon looked like he had given up on treatment, and his whole face was vicissitudes.

"Hong Kong Black is my old club, as long as I don't reveal my identity, I can do anything." I looked at him like a fool, "I asked Mori Ogai for instructions on the batch of medicine, and he personally agreed. As for the injuries on the body , is the medal left by me for beating cadres. I am a woman who is determined to be the savior. I am different from a salty fish like you. I actively exercise myself every day, and it is normal to have a little injury on my body."

"Did you get beaten up by him because you trained with the cadre? I know." Bourbon concluded to himself, then frowned, "You have such a good relationship with the cadre?"

"I beat him up. Is there something wrong with your comprehension ability? I am a middle-level and high-level member of the mafia. I work in the guerrillas directly under the leader. What's wrong with the cadres? Don't underestimate me." Chin, and glanced at him contemptuously, "The previous cadre still relied on my assistance to become a cadre, although he defected not long after becoming a cadre."

Bourbon:  …

He looked like he wanted to complain, but he didn't know where to start. In the end, he just smacked my head hard, ignored my angry roar and left.

I have completed the Hong Kong Hei task perfectly, and I have made great progress in the winery, and the gin is almost inferior to mine.

My little coffers were overflowing, so I went and bought a Harley, took Shirley to pick out the latest model, and pestered her to teach me how to drive.

Smart and quick-witted, I quickly mastered the skills, passed the motorcycle driver's license test, and drove my Harley around Tokyo and Yokohama every day, thinking that I was the most handsome guy in the city.

Bourbon came up to me and questioned me, obviously learning how to drive, why his Mazda was sent to the repair shop again and again, but my Harley was intact.

"Huh? Of course it's because the level of the coaches is different." I put on a nasty and disgusted expression, "Do you want to say that I crashed your Mazda into the repair shop on purpose? Tsk tsk tsk, I'm that kind of person Is it? You are judging the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, and you will not find a wife if you are so stingy."

Bourbon: ...hehe.

Since I still have a long-term mission to maintain a good relationship with the mafia, I visit my old father in Yokohama from time to time, and every time Nakahara will find me there and beat me up in the name of training.I always come back to the winery from Yokohama with injuries, and Gin Belmode and the others don’t look right at me anymore.

"It's all about training, but it's because you are weak!" Zhong Yuanzhong also expressed dissatisfaction with this.

"Let me tell you, show some respect to Mrs. Hanazaki Li. Now the winery thinks you are my baby boy. Be careful that I will kick you away."

"You have a good idea, but you still want to keep me! No, I won't let others take care of me. What kind of trash organization is that undercover agent of yours!"

"Hmph! I don't want to, just like you... tsk tsk, if someone likes you like you, I will take your surname! From now on, I will not be called Hanazaki Rina, but Zhongyuan... Ah! Don't hit me head!"

Mr. Hirotsu on the side sighed silently for some reason.

I made an appointment with my government contact at the seaside of Kanagawa. I reported to him all the recent information about the mafia and the winery, and asked about the hound.

After he left, I sat on the Harley, with one foot on the ground, looking at the sea in front of me, while instructing my little brother who was far away abroad, "Do you still want a code name, and just want to replace Gin as the number one A killer, be careful to be sent to the scientific research team as a guinea pig."

"I don't care if you set fire or bomb/bomb, if you have the ability to poison and shoot, you can kill no one." I said in a low voice, "Kill all of them and leave no one alive."

"I have a call. You can solve the rest by yourself. If you need me to talk about such a simple matter in the future, you can go directly to the scientific research team to test the medicine."

I pressed the Bluetooth headset and connected another call, "It's so rare that you would call me on your own initiative, Gin."

"Glenlivet, where are you now?" Gin's usual indifferent voice came from the headset.

"Huh? I don't think I need to report to you where I am." I sat on the scooter, shaking my legs, "If you have something to say, tell me, or I'll die."

"There is a task that requires you to collect intelligence. I have already sent the target to your mailbox."

I couldn't help laughing, "Gin, have you misunderstood something? I'm not vodka, I don't need to work under you, let alone listen to your orders."

It seems that someone's gaze fell on my side, and I glanced out of the corner of my eye and saw someone walking towards me.I turned my head to look over, and it was a silver-haired boy in casual clothes, with a little curly hair beside him.The moment he met my gaze, the corners of his mouth suddenly curled up, and his pace quickened a bit.

Tsk.I immediately raised my hand and pressed on the void, telling him not to approach.He froze for a moment, but did as he did.

"This is an order from the boss."

"I didn't receive the notification." I lowered my eyes and laughed again, "Why don't you just say please, Glenwitt, let alone the intelligence, I can directly solve the task object for you, credit goes to you you."

"How's the deal, Gin."

He hung up the phone directly.

Hahahahaha.

So cool.

"Brother, do you have anything to do with me?" I raised my chin at the silver-haired boy, "Should I say it's been a while?"

"Pfft, Miss Sister seems to be in good shape, so I don't worry." He walked over and glanced at the Harley where I was sitting, "You can surprise me every time we meet."

"Senior, isn't this person—" The little curly hair next to him scratched his hair, as if he just remembered it, with a shocked face, "Before she——"

"Want to go for a ride?" I took off the helmet hanging on the handlebars of the car, threw it to the other party, raised the corner of my mouth, "I'm in a good mood today, I can take you for a ride."

He responded without hesitation, "Okay."

"Hey! Nioh-senpai—"

"Akaya, go home by yourself." Nioh Masaharu put on his helmet, and sat on the motorcycle with his long legs, "Miss, don't you wear a helmet yourself?"

"I'll just have this one, whatever." I started the engine, "Hold me tight bro."

Like a youth movie, I drove all the way along this coastline, the sea breeze hit my face, and it smelled a little fishy.

"When did Miss Sister learn to start a car?" His voice was a little muffled by the wind, and he repeated it again before I could clearly hear what he was saying.

"I just learned it this year." I poured it into my mouth, and shut my mouth immediately after answering.

"Hey, isn't that still very unfamiliar." He laughed, "Then I will hand over my life to you, puff."

The sea breeze was blowing very comfortably. I parked the car on the coast, brushed my hair that was blown by the wind behind my ears, squinted my eyes, and watched the sunset slowly setting on the sea horizon.

"It's so exciting, I want to learn how to drive a car too." Nioh Masaharu threw a bottle of mineral water over, I unscrewed it and took a sip.

"Go." I said casually.

"To thank Miss Sister for taking me for a ride, in return, can I invite you to the amusement park?" Nioh Masaharu conjured up two tickets like magic, "Tokyo Kabatocho Amusement Park, November 11th."

I put my arms around my chest, raised my eyebrows, and looked at him without speaking.

"The ones that were drawn in the lottery were originally planned to be given away to others." He hooked the corner of his mouth, "Miss, are you interested?"

"What if I say no?"

"Then I try harder?"

I looked at him for a while, and then slowly said, "The last brother who was so persistent was persuaded by me, are you going to be the second one?"

He hooked his lips, "Even if it's the second one, at least let me leave some memories."

Nioh Masaharu was studying at a university in Tokyo, this time he just went home on the weekend and met his elementary school junior who was still in the third year of high school.The meeting time was set at 10 o'clock in the morning, and the location was at the entrance of the Kuboto-cho Amusement Park. In the past few days, I stopped by to check the information on the mission target of Gin, and sent him the information after a bit of cynicism.

"After riding the Ferris wheel, we can just go to have lunch." He looked up at the huge Ferris wheel in front of him and said.

I tugged on the strap of my backpack, swept it casually, and my face suddenly became serious.Before he had time to say anything, a police siren sounded from behind, and at the same time the console of the Ferris wheel exploded, and the ferris wheel couldn't stop.

Nioh Masaharu's expression also changed, "What happened?"

"It seems to be a little troublesome." I reached out and grabbed the man who passed by me. He was wearing a black suit, sunglasses, and a black shoulder bag on his shoulder, and hurried to the Ferris wheel.

"Huh?" The man froze for a moment, with a wicked smile, "I'm sorry, little sister, brother is in a hurry right now, if you want to confess, we'll talk about it later."

"Matsuda Jinpei, as a policeman, you even wear sunglasses, like a gangster, I want to report you." I held him tightly in my hand, turned my head and glanced at the Ferris wheel quickly, "In the 72nd room, the right hand Under the stool next to it, the mercury bomb/bomb is a bit troublesome, but it will be no problem to dismantle the bomb/bomb at your level. The console of the Ferris wheel will explode sooner or later, but it only exploded after your police arrived, which means that the prisoner is Watch here nearby, and I'll be responsible for finding him."

"So don't die." I looked at him fixedly.

"Although I don't know how you know these things," Matsuda Jinhei pulled the shoulder straps and raised the corners of his mouth, "If you were 10 years older...no, 5 years old, my brother might pursue you. Then Sorry to trouble you, little girl."

"Che, you have a good idea." He ran into the No. 72 Ferris wheel, and I mixed with Nioh Masaharu into the crowd, looking at the tags floating in the air around me.

"Cheater on the field, do you know magic tricks? Or some tricks?" My eyes fell on a man, and I didn't look at Nioh, so I asked directly, "For example, from him without attracting the other party's attention." Stealing things or something."

"Pfft, I have a question before this." The silver-haired boy looked at me, the corners of his mouth curled up, "Am I your assistant or your accomplice?"

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The translation is: Are you a righteous party or an evil party.

The next one was rescued after hard work, and the survival rate of the police academy team increased to 60%.

ps. No love, no love, no love.