Doing ghost jobs in Ke Xue World

"Mr. Akai, are you going to let him go like this?"

Sitting in the car, Kamel was stunned and didn't understand how the situation had turned out like this.

Although Rum saw through their plan, the FBI had more manpower than them, and it was possible to keep the other side even if they fought hard. How could they just retreat like this?

Akai Shuichi did not answer him. He held the steering wheel with one hand and took out a brand new mobile phone from his arms with the other hand, and input a series of numbers skillfully.

The phone kept beeping, but no one answered it. Akai frowned.

Since the plan was confirmed and implemented, he has never contacted Miyano Akemi. He originally thought that this would be able to protect her, but now it seems that this is not necessarily the case.

It's just that the plan has just been implemented, and even he himself can't grasp all the situations. How did Rum know his plan and control Mingmei from the beginning.

Why in the end?

"Brother, it seems that Rai is also an undercover agent!"

Vodka was holding a discounted bento he grabbed from a convenience store in his hand, looking at Gin who was sitting on the front hood of the Porsche and smoking silently, with a hint of weirdness and a little sympathy hidden in his voice.

Two of the three most valued newcomers by Big Brother have already died, and the remaining one was snatched away by Rum in advance. After working for a long time, he was the only loyal younger brother in the end.

Vodka sighed deeply. He could understand this feeling. Just as he would be scratching his head when he thought of someone trying to replace his position in his eldest brother's heart, his eldest brother should feel the same way now.

"Brother, I will never betray you, leave those two guys to me!"

Vodka patted his chest and put his right hand on his chest, just like the second boy in the movie when he expressed his loyalty to the underworld boss, with a rustic smile on his originally fierce face.

It's a pity that he underestimated his own volume and forgot about the environment he was in. The entrance of convenience stores has always been a crowded place.

Two big men in black, who seemed to be evil at first glance, made some inflammatory remarks, and the timid and emotional people around them were already inclined to call the police.

Gin: "..."

The silver-haired underworld boss, who had blood clogged in his chest, touched Beretta in his windbreaker and gritted his teeth secretly.

He needed a hard-working driver who loved working overtime. After thinking silently in his mind for half a minute, Gin gave up his urge to kill, grabbed the lunch box from Vodka's hand, and got into the car with a squeak.

"Go back to the meeting!"

Harsh words floated out of the car window, with strong murderous intent and blood. The vodka IQ, which was very sensitive to danger, came online again, and he threw the box lunch in his hand to the crowd of people nearby who were watching eagerly with their mobile phones.

The black Porsche made a handsome flick and quickly blended into the Tokyo night.

Rum's email was like a bomb with explosive power, causing huge waves in the hearts of the members of the organization. These usually unruly problem people were like well-behaved babies when the school bell rang, pushing down everything in their hands. Everything happened, everyone arrived at the meeting place.

Of course, a large number of them came to watch the show, and the typical representative was Bourbon with his dazzling blond hair.

His usual smile could no longer express his inner thoughts at the moment. This usually sinister and unblinking smiling tiger was rolling up his sleeves to mix drinks for free for other members present.

The atmosphere in the bar was quite lively, and everyone was very considerate. The names of the drinks were reported one after another. Only a few serious waiters in the corner had sad faces. They probably guessed that tonight was unusual, and they really couldn't feel happy.

Gin walked in with a dark face, blasting away the noisy speakers with one shot, and several members who were twisting their bodies to the music stopped chattering.

"Bourbon, have you been very active recently?"

Gin snorted and looked at the culprit who was hiding behind the counter and waving flags. He has not been able to see whiskey recently, and when he sees this kind of wine, he can't help but want to kill, especially at this time.

Bourbon shrugged, looking frightened, put one hand on the counter, turned over lightly, and hid behind the absinthe, pretending to be pitiful.

Gin was angry, and a trace of exhaustion flashed in his cold and cruel green eyes. This was the only bottle of real wine left in the whiskey group, and he could bear it.

Gin closed his eyes, kept out of sight, covered his head and walked towards the basement.

"It's a meeting!"

The Vodka Fox who followed closely shouted in a pretentious voice, and disappeared at the intersection with Gin.

"cowardly!"

Bourbon curled his lips unwillingly. He was currently in a high mood and wanted to find someone to have a friendly exchange with, but no one seemed to be in the right mood tonight.

Alas, it really made him feel uncomfortable!
  Watching the big bosses disappear at the entrance of the basement, several peripheral members who were counting mushrooms in the corner immediately ran up and quickly cleaned up the messy bar, trying to escape alive before these evil spirits came out. here.

In the basement, everyone sat down and stared at Gin in a daze with his eyes closed.

The last time the staff was so complete was after the Scottish undercover identity was exposed, but he dramatically escaped the first wave of pursuit, and later even ate and lived with the woman. Even if they wanted to, they couldn't find a chance.

In the end, the boss came forward and reassigned tasks for them, but I didn't know what the process would be this time.

FBI agents, thinking of Ley's true identity, everyone looked at Absinthe in unison. The United States is the responsible territory!
  Absinthe lazily leaned back on the chair, ignoring everyone's pointed glances. His lips stained with purple lipstick opened slightly, and a series of English words floated out of his mouth.

"A secret mankes a woman woman."

Shanti made an exaggerated vomiting expression, and the swallowtail butterfly in the corner of her eyes raised its tail in a flamboyant manner. Absinthe smiled slightly and pretended not to notice.

"Long time no see, how are you guys doing lately?"

The electronic screen facing the table suddenly lit up, and a blurry figure appeared from above.

The speaker's voice was gentle, and there was comfortable and comfortable music playing in the background. It was out of tune with everyone present, like a lamb that suddenly got into a pack of wolves, making people seem a little confused about their direction.

"Boss, good evening!"

Gin suddenly opened his eyes, put down his arms around his shoulders, and politely greeted the people on the screen.

Shanti immediately closed her mouth, sat obediently on the chair, and stared at the screen with bright eyes, as if staring at a hole.

Ever since she started working in this industry, she had never seen Gin be so polite.

The smile on Bourbon's face slowly faded, and a dark shadow formed in his originally bright eyes, woven with all the emotions inside, until only madness and destruction remained.

He lowered his head slightly, with a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth. He thought that the person who appeared on the electronic screen tonight would be Rum, the mysterious dragon who had never seen the beginning and end of the crime, but he did not expect that it would be the boss, the owner of this criminal organization.

The person you usually can only address in emails finally reveals his true colors, and Rye’s exposure was so worth it!

Bourbon licked his back teeth, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes. Like most of the members present, he looked at the blurry figure on the electronic screen.

Rum is the highest level he can currently come into contact with. This is the first time he has dealt with the boss. Unfortunately, this boss is as cautious as Rum. They are both typical shy turtles. In this way, he has to use a voice changer to communicate across the screen. There is simply no useful information to be extracted.