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

Lancer carries many secrets with him, and of course Gin knows about them.

Just because he doesn't explore doesn't mean he doesn't have curiosity.

No matter how the man speculated, he could not find a reasonable explanation.

After all, no matter how you look at it, there is still science in this world of science.

Hearing this, Lancer was speechless and didn't know where to start.

After a long silence, Lancer raised his eyes and asked tentatively, "Perhaps, have you heard of... the end of the world?"

Gin took a puff of cigarette and looked down at him.

"Your brain is burned out, isn't it?"

Lancer was so angry that he laughed, "Look, you don't believe me when I say it. You'd better go find a good pet who obeys your orders, so as not to spend the whole day being angry with me!"

"Good pet?" Gin really narrowed his eyes and thought carefully for a few seconds, "You mean that tool man?"

Lancer: "..."

【system:……】

The man's voice sounded lazy and low, but his tone was careless: "Just a guy with no self-awareness, is he worthy of your anger?"

"But--"

In the video, such a ruthless killing tool can knock down several bodyguards who are even stronger than him in just a few seconds.

But I rely on you like a family member, and I want to get rid of everyone who comes close to you...

Lancer thought that only he had such a desire for exclusivity.

did not expect……

The hesitation to speak and the endless silence gradually exhausted Gin's patience.

He put his hand on Lancer's neck and wrapped it around him like a snake. It clearly seemed like a threat, but Lancer didn't feel that the arm used any strength at all. Instead, it had a hint of flattery.

"If you don't want to see him, I'll ask Bomore to take him to Death Training Island."

Release him when there is a mission and try his abilities.

Lancer pushed his forehead to distance him, and said angrily: "If you hadn't shown kindness to him, how could he stick to you? I think you haven't changed your habit of being a lover!"

Gin laughed angrily at him.

"Watch the surveillance video a few more times before you talk to me. That boy obviously changed his attitude suddenly after being convinced by me. Why did you mention the relationship as a lover when it came to your mouth?"

"He's not shaking his pussy, he likes to be beaten by you so much!"

"I don't have any weird hobbies either."

After exchanging a few words, Gin seemed to understand something.

He stretched out his hand to lift Lancer's chin, his eyes full of fun, and the previous anger also dissipated.

"You don't think that I've found someone who looks a bit like you to fall in love with someone else, do you?"

"..."

[System:...Help! How come there is such a stinky straight man with such a long reflex arc? 】

Feeling uncomfortable with that mocking, laughing and teasing look, Lancer turned his face away silently.

He scratched his ears and murmured in a low voice: "That's what I thought at first, but after watching this video, I don't think so anymore..."

It was obvious that this young man was deliberately put at the trading reception.

His goal is also very clear, he is coming for Lancer.

The only person who can use this method is Wendel, Lancer's former mortal enemy.

So the questions come one after another - how did Wendell come to this world?

Was he resurrected with the help of someone else's body, or was he reborn here with his own body?

Making a replica requires the use of huge and complicated high-precision technological instruments. If this person is really his masterpiece, how did he do it?

Also, there is...

Lancer's brain quickly stopped functioning due to Gin's mocking voice, and he jumped up and pinned him down.

Just like a young beast eager to challenge the status of the beast king, it is as impatient and ferocious.

"Do not laugh!"

This makes him look stingy and fussy!

Gin was lying on the bed, her long and messy hair blending into the quilt. Her narrow dark green eyes were like a dormant ferocious beast, gathering all her shrewd light to create the illusion of peace and gentleness.

He said calmly: "Before I met you, all the dates I dated were women."

"So?" Lancer raised his eyebrows. "Is this showing off?"

Gin raised his eyebrows but did not answer.

[System: You FW! Let me translate: You are the only boyfriend I have ever found. If it were not you, I would not cross the gender line. understand? Every time I have to dig out the candy myself, I’m really tired! 】

After realizing it, Lancer's eyes lit up, he put his hands on Gin's wrist, and asked enthusiastically: "Really?"

Gin narrowed his eyes and raised the corners of his lips slightly.

……

At night, members of the organization rarely enjoyed a moment of leisure. Several people gathered in the next room to play cards.

Camus was really not interested, so he sat on the sofa holding a bottle of wine and looked at Bomore's cards from behind.

Vodka had a grimace on his face, obviously the card he got was not very good.

Pomaro held his cheek with his hand and folded the cards into a thin pile with his other hand, as if he had already predicted the outcome.

Only Bomore glanced inside the suite from time to time and checked the phone screen to see if there was any message. His mind was not on the game.

Seeing his kindness, Kamu shook his head and continued to drink and look at the scenery outside the window.

Bomalo tapped the table with his slender fingers, and the clicking sound reminded Bomol: "If you are distracted again, my wife will lose to me!"

Hearing this, Bomore immediately cheered up, "Of course not!"

He squeezed the cards in his hand, pondered for a moment, and then prepared to play.

Unexpectedly, their door was knocked at this time.

Everyone put down the cards in their hands and took out their guns in unison.

In just a few seconds, the atmosphere in the suite changed from relaxed to tense.

Bomarro nodded to Vodka, while Bomore frowned in disgust and pointed at himself, indicating that he wanted to go to the door to see the situation in person.

Unexpectedly, the young man who was in the suite bedroom rushed out immediately, went directly to the door and opened it.

Such an imprudent move scared several people into a cold sweat.

If the opponent comes to attack, I'm afraid not all of them will be betrayed by this kid.

The person outside the door kicked him directly in the chest, kicking him out of the parabola and falling from the entrance to the spacious outer floor.

When the young man wanted to counterattack, he suddenly received an anesthetic injection in his neck.

Seeing him fainting on the ground, Lancer slowly closed the cover of his aiming watch.

Several companions with guns across from him looked at him dumbfounded.

"What are you looking at? Have you never seen Shuaibi?"

"...Where's Gin?"

Speaking of this, Lancer showed a bit of embarrassment on his face.

He scratched his chin with his hand and said with a dry laugh: "I had a fight with him when I came out. Some water accidentally spilled on the ground. He stepped on it and fell, and it seemed that he slipped to his waist."

Bomalou's eyelids twitched, "Then what?"

Lancer: "...and then I slipped away."

Everyone: "..."