Become a legend in Hong Kong

"Curaçao, you are indeed here."

Belmode smiled meaningfully, but the white-haired housekeeper did not. Her face became visibly gloomy, and it was even colder than the formulaic cold face just now.

Liao Wenjie's eyes lit up. The faint smell of gunpowder smoke in the air indicated that there was a hidden plot between the two women.

In addition, Belmode is as chaotic as ever, and in the hidden plot, the white-haired housekeeper is the one who suffers.

expect!

Hope it starts now!

The dream was beautiful, but the reality was as dull as usual. Curaçao ignored Belmode, his eyes lingered on Liao Wenjie and Vodka for a moment, and he said coldly: "Gin, you brought two extra people here."

"I'll explain it to Rum."

Gin also replied coldly, the relationship between the members of the organization can be seen clearly.

Curacao said nothing more after hearing this. He raised his hand and pointed to a few tables nearby, where large and small storage boxes were placed. The implication was self-evident. Disarm before entering.

Belmode frowned slightly. At this moment, a hand touched her waist and secretly took away the pocket pistol.

She calmly turned her head, and in her sight was Liao Wenjie, who looked completely unaware.

Gin looked at the storage box on the table with a cold look in his eyes. After a moment, he walked over and put the Beretta M92F pistol in his arms.

Vodka is reluctant, people living in the dark, with weapons in their hands and without weapons, are completely two different concepts.

However, the elder brother put it down, so he could only honestly put his gun into the storage box.

"You two."

Curacao looked at Liao Wenjie and Belmode.

"Abide by laws and regulations, have no lethal weapons, be harmless to humans and animals, and must pass through security checks. By the way, I am still single."

"I don't have a gun."

"Give you one more chance, or I will search you."

Curacao's eyebrows are even sharper. Previously, several cadres who claimed to have no weapons tried to get away with it. As a result, everyone got the stolen goods on the spot, which made everyone lose face.

Losing face is secondary, the key is that Rum knows it.

"Except for the handgun I was equipped with when leaving the factory, I really don't have any other firearms on me. If you don't believe me, you can search me." Liao Wenjie raised his hands and did not object to the search at all.

Next to him, Belmode had a playful look on his face, waiting for Liao Wenjie to get involved.

Unfortunately, it didn't happen. Liao Wenjie leaned against the wall with his hands. Curacao went forward and groped for a while, but found nothing.

"Ahaha, it's so itchy!"

"It's not allowed there, it's crossed the line, it's not allowed."

"Hiss, that's awesome, please hurry up."

"..."

A minute later, Liao Wenjie put on his pants and walked back to Belmode, took out a cigarette and lit it, looking into the distance with indifferent eyes.

Curaçao's eyelids were twitching wildly. The first time he came into contact with Liao Wenjie, just like Belmode before, it was hard to imagine that there was such a shameless man in the world.

It was just a search, as if something had happened.

Also, what does that cigarette mean? The more I look at it, the more I get angry!

"You, stand in the corner."

Curaçao looked at Belmod with a cold face, and decided to avenge himself and vent his accumulated anger on her.

"It's all in vain, do I look like I have a weapon hidden on me?" Belmode smiled scornfully.

"I'll report it!"

Liao Wenjie raised his hand and looked at Bellmode. His gaze gradually dropped, and his eyes suddenly became sharp: "Miss Housekeeper, I think it is necessary to check. If you need to speak at any time, I can help you hold her hands down."

"..."x4

The air froze, and the corners of Belmod's mouth twitched. After a brief daze, Curacao nodded with a smile.

"It makes sense, Belmod. The clothes you are wearing are too much in the way. Pull down the zipper, or... let me help you." At the end of the words, the smell of gunpowder smoke suddenly rose to the extreme.

Liao Wenjie quickly withdrew from the war zone, gloating at the misfortune and standing next to Gin. After all his hard work, the fight was finally about to begin.

Belmode stood there with a dark face, his body tensed, and he was vaguely prepared for close combat.

Curacao did not panic, and turned to smile coldly, looking forward to it.

This was the moment she was waiting for. She might not be able to take this opportunity to kill Belmode, but it would be enough to make him look disgraced.

As for the outcome of the close combat, Curacao was not worried at all. She was also responsible for intelligence work in the organization. Her skills were far stronger than Belmod's, and she was confident that she could handle the four of them with ease.

Just when Liao Wenjie couldn't help but take out the melon seeds and peanuts, Curaçao looked stunned, held down the headset, nodded, and said to Gin: "Rum is waiting for you, the main conference hall, you know where it is."

After speaking, she didn't even look at Belmode.

Belmode was so angry that he bypassed Gin and walked toward the main conference hall on the second floor alone.

Liao Wenjie followed Ginjiu, turned around in three steps, looked at Curaçao who was standing in front of the door like a javelin, and said bluntly: "Ginjiu, who is this housekeeper? The two-color eyes look so dazzling, you have Her phone number?”

"Her name is Curaçao. She is not a housekeeper, but Rum's confidant." Gin said concisely.

"She seems to be at odds with Belmode. Is there any grudge between the two?"

"Not sure."

"Tsk, tell me."

"Know nothing."

Ginjiu had heard about the specific situation, but he was too lazy to tell Liao Wenjie.

A long time ago, Curaçao was an excellent intelligence agent of the organization. Unlike the cross-dressing skills of Belmode, she took a different route.

Forced entry.

Curacao has superb shooting skills and fighting abilities, good reasoning skills, and can skillfully control various means of transportation including helicopters.

The most valuable thing is that she has the superpower of memory storage, which is called photographic memory.

Therefore, she can directly steal the enemy's key intelligence during a short invasion process, using only her eyes and brain, without the need to exchange data carriers.

The organization values ​​her ability very much. Unfortunately, Curacao's loyalty is not high. Although the organization has completed many tasks according to its orders, she has always been suspected of leaving.

During a mission, while she wrote down the enemy's intelligence, she also remembered the enemy's stealing organization's intelligence, which was very critical.

Because her own loyalty was very worrying, the organization did not trust her and arranged for Belmod to be executed.

At the last moment, Rum stopped Belmode and brainwashed Curaçao into a capable general who only took orders from him.

…

The large villa looks old on the outside, but luxuriously decorated on the inside. The three of them were walking on the carpet, and only Liao Wenjie looked around, commenting on the paintings hanging on the walls from time to time.

In front of the main conference hall, Belmode leaned against the wall beside the door, with a dark face and said nothing.

Gin opened the door and saw the situation inside, and his eyes suddenly shrank.

Under the crystal chandelier, a gramophone played soft music. There were men and women on the left and right sides of the long table. I roughly counted more than ten people.

These people, either in crisp suits or elegant dresses, chatted happily, reflecting the winery's corporate culture of being "brothers in front of others and knife in the back".

Liao Wenjie looked around and found that most of these strangers had white skin, high nose bridges, and different hair colors. They were obviously from all over the world.

The situation is roughly clear. The winery that has attracted the attention of countless intelligence organizations has obvious strength and has branches all over the world.

The reason why the headquarters is in Neon is that Renya Karasuma is a local.

Now that Renye Karasuma is gone, Rum has recalled these backbones as quickly as possible on the grounds of the organization's future development plans.

Although he had expected it in the parking lot, when he saw this scene, Gin couldn't help but tighten the fists in his sleeves.

Rum is going to show off tonight!

Seeing the appearance of Gin and four others, these people behaved in different ways. Some of them just ignored them, while others raised their glasses in a distant toast to Gin.

Gin stopped talking nonsense and found a seat away from everyone and sat down. Vodka was very self-aware of his younger brother and stood up behind him to act as a bodyguard.

Not only Vodka, almost all the cadres present had one or two bodyguards, and they all came well prepared.

Liao Wenjie pulled out a high-backed chair next to the gin, smiled at Belmode, and then sat on it.

Belmode didn't take it seriously. He didn't expect Liao Wenjie to behave like a gentleman at all. He thought of something, flashed a smile at the corner of his mouth, and stood beside the chair like a bodyguard.

The bodyguard with the best looks and the best figure in the whole place.

And it is not excluded that he is the oldest.

The arrival of the four people was just a small incident, and Gin himself didn't take it seriously. However, his hands were stained with too much blood of his own people, and it was difficult to keep a low profile. Soon, someone started to talk to them.

"Gin, the boss died suddenly. It is said that even the body was not found. What do you think? Could it be that he just disappeared, or was he under house arrest by someone with ulterior motives?"

"have no idea."

"Speaking of which, Rum called all of us here. What does it mean? If he wants to be the boss, Gin, will you choose to support him?"

"I don't know..."

Snapped!

Ginjiu's words were interrupted by a slap on the table. When he saw it was Liao Wenjie next to him, his eyelids jumped a few times.

I have a bad feeling.

As expected, Liao Wenjie slapped the table and stood up, frowning coldly and saying: "My eldest brother Ginjiu dedicated his life to the organization and died. He killed his own people without mercy. He is not the BOSS. My brother Vodka is the first to refuse!"

With that said, he took the vodka and sat back down.

"I, I'm not, I... don't have it!"

Being treated coldly by a group of talkers, Vodka panicked a lot, waving his hands and retreating.

"Gin, are you serious?"

"Hahaha, Gin, you are a good choice. If you have the idea of ​​becoming a BOSS, just say it directly without relying on other people's words. I promise to fully support you."

"Hey, Brother Gin!"

"..."

"No, I didn't mean that..."

In the midst of the chaos, Gin Jiu picked up the goblet in front of him and moistened his lips, taking the opportunity to glare at Liao Wenjie.

The eyes are murderous!

Liao Wenjie's eyes widened and he conspired loudly: "Brother, let's throw the cup. The brothers have laid an ambush and are waiting for you to throw the cup!"

"puff!!"

Thunder exploded in his ears, Gin's eyes widened, and he happily squirted out the red wine he gargled in his mouth.

Next to her, Bellmode hugged her shoulders and sneered. This was why she would rather stand than sit down. Gin was still too arrogant.