Soul Chuan Ke Xue: I call gin and wine my wife

The powerful figures in the organization agreed to meet secretly somewhere.

As one of the few confidants close to the center of power, Gin only received accurate information after making sure that the meeting would proceed smoothly.

Humph, a bunch of treacherous and cunning old guys!

When he arrived at the secret place, sophisticated electronic equipment confirmed his identity and let him into the conference room.

As soon as the door opened, a thin young man rolled down to Gin's feet like a sandbag.

Gin stared at the young man's hair color and tightened his mouth while holding the cigarette.

It's the same as him.

The same off-white color.

"Gin? Why are you here so late?"

The middle-aged man who had moved his hands but seemed like nothing had happened was stroking his beard leisurely and complaining to him: "Recently, because you have unclean people under your hands, I have lost a lot of money." It’s a business deal, how are you going to compensate me?”

Gin sneered and stepped over the young man, taking a step closer to the conference round table.

He didn't notice that the person who had been kicked in the abdomen suddenly opened his eyes and stared straight at his back.

"Mr. Yu, it's not just a matter of a day or two for the organization to be infiltrated by undercover agents. I still have a few dangerous people on hand who need to be dealt with. Why don't you figure out your own solution?"

【Warning! Warning! The system is about to be activated, host please be prepared! 】

The man called Mr. Yu had a displeased expression on his face, and the others also looked like they were watching the show.

Apparently, they had also been unhappy with Gin for a long time.

"Don't think that because you are someone that the gentleman likes, you can ignore us." The man's eyes darkened and he sneered: "You are just a dog raised by the organization!"

If it were anyone else, Gin would have been killed with a gun.

But the business in the hands of Mr. Yu has brought huge benefits to the organization, and the combined power of the party members cannot be underestimated. If you really do such a thing, I'm afraid you will face a lot of trouble in the future.

Gin bit his cigarette and grinned, revealing a pair of cold white teeth.

"Only a dog can show a ferocious face and bark at people. The way you are jumping in a hurry is really no different from a mad dog."

The other party banged the round table angrily and shouted angrily: "Gin!"

[The system has been activated and is analyzing the data of your target kills. The countdown is ten seconds - nine, eight...]

Lancer slowly got up from the ground and looked at the man in front of him who was calmly mediating among the superiors.

"If you are suffering from mental illness, I suggest that you find a doctor and be admitted to the hospital for treatment as soon as possible. This is a bit of a pity. There is still a very good psychiatrist in the mental hospital that was blown up to capture the traitor last month. Physician’s.”

Gin held a cigarette in his mouth, put his hands in the pockets of his windbreaker, and touched his pistol with his fingers.

Finally, the other party got angry and slapped the case, stood up, picked up the gun and pointed it at him.

"Don't think I dare not kill you!"

Gin's smile became even scarier, "Then you should shoot."

【three two……】

Suddenly, Gin felt that the gun he had in his pocket was quickly taken away by a slender, adult hand, so fast that he didn't even react.

Looking back, I saw that the short-haired young man who had been kicked not long ago had deftly pressed out the magazine and confirmed that there were bullets inside.

Close the gun and load it.

As the cigarette butt in Gin's mouth fell to the ground, a gunshot rang out.

Mr. Yu, who was shouting opposite, froze for a moment, then fell heavily on the chair, without even having time to close his eyes.

"One." Lancer said softly, ending the countdown.

Half of his face was still swollen, and his stomach ached from being kicked.

But he was as calm as if nothing was wrong. He curled his lips and returned the pistol to Gin.

"Thank you very much."

All the people around the conference table were startled at first, and then stared at Lancer with complicated thoughts. Some even raised the corners of their lips with interest.

It seemed like it was nothing unusual for this to happen here.

"Oh~ They say that rabbits will bite when they are anxious. It seems that this is true."

A woman in black wearing a black veil, covering half of her face, smiled and said, waving to him: "Lance, come sit here with aunt! We haven't seen each other in ten years, right?" "

aunt?

Gin suddenly realized that this young man might be a direct descendant of that gentleman.

Sure enough, the people who can come to this place are not simple little characters.

Gin was about to find a corner to smoke when he felt the corner of his windbreaker being pulled by the guy before he could move.

He always hated dealing with strangers, so he asked with a cold face: "What are you doing?"

Lancer pointed to the empty seat directly in front of the round table and said, "I want to sit there, and you accompany me."

Gin exhaled a puff of smoke and narrowed his eyes.

"Are you ordering me?"

"No way? I'm obviously begging you."

"..." But this tone didn't sound like he was begging for help at all.

He noticed the unkind looks from the adults and suddenly found this scene very interesting.

"Do you know who's sitting in that seat?"

"I know." Lancer shrugged helplessly and said, "What does it matter? He won't be there anyway."

From the moment he opened his eyes, he grasped the entire situation.

No one knows better than Lancer before he came to this body that if he wants to survive in this dark organization, he must use more ruthless methods.

Gin, like everyone else, acted a little surprised by Lancer's words.

"How do you know he won't come?"

"If he were to come, he wouldn't have a tablet in there that was communicating, would he?"

Sure enough, after the slightly hoarse voice finished speaking, a cold voice came from the speaker with a black screen.

"He's right. Gin, just do as he says."

After hearing this person's voice, everyone in the room fell silent at the same time, which showed that this person was quite powerful.

It was rare for Gin to be so respectful to others.

He pulled out the chair on the main seat and was about to step aside when he heard the man say again: "You should also stay and listen together."

"Yes, sir." His voice was as indifferent as ice, and he stood behind Lancer.

The two figures stood and sat together, like the princes and guards of the huge black empire.

Everyone is afraid.

Just listen to the gentleman speak again: "The organization has always been afraid of civil strife. Lancer acted recklessly and should have been punished."

The thin young man with his legs crossed raised his eyebrows in disapproval.

"But you should also know that the organization has always been dominated by those who are capable. Next, Lancer will take over all of Yu's business and intelligence relations. I think you all have no objections, right?"

Mr. Yu's contribution to the organization was not small, but his death was revealed lightly by the boss.

Who dares to have an opinion?

There was silence among those present.

"Then Gin, as Lancer's assistant, you will ensure that all ongoing transactions in the organization are not affected. When necessary, clean up all those with dirty hands and feet."

Gin gave Lancer a deadpan look.

The other party raised the corners of his lips and smiled at him.

Gin's eyelids twitched, feeling that his good days seemed to be coming to an end.