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

"Shield of Life! Activate!"

Lancer shouted, and the other party didn't hesitate. He fired bullets from the pistol and hit the protective shield.

A few seconds later, Lancer seemed to read the curse words from the huge crow mask.

Seeing that the ambush on them failed, the other party ran away.

Lancer followed closely, jumping out of the well in one leap, snapping his fingers, and several drones chased after him.

It may be that during the kidnapping period, Rai was tortured by this man a lot.

He lay on Bourbon's back and whispered intermittently: "Pu...Pu..."

Bourbon heard it very clearly, tilted his head slightly, and put his face against Ley's face.

He must have suffered a lot in the past two days, and the bandages on his face have begun to fall off.

Bourbon asked in confusion: "What are you talking about?"

Because Rai's voice was too low and intermittent, and Boben's attention was focused on the killer Lancer met earlier, he couldn't hear it clearly.

On the contrary, Gin seemed to have heard what he said and asked, "Pramya? The international killer who is chasing you?"

Leian groaned, then completely passed out while wearing the collar.

Fortunately, their car was parked nearby, so Bourbon didn't have to drag him any further.

Gin, on the other hand, turned on the drone's pursuit and surveillance screen, and carefully watched the scene of Lancer fighting with the opponent.

The two of them chased him from the square to the road, crossed the road and climbed into a building.

On the way up the ladder, the two of them kept fighting each other, punching each other to the flesh, neither of them letting go, and for a while they were evenly matched.

Gin mobilized the drone, trying to get a closer look, but unexpectedly, this guy put his hands on the guardrail of the stairs, raised his feet and kicked hard.

The drone closest to him was hit and fell from a high altitude.

Before the drone landed, the system automatically recovered damaged weapons and equipment, and Gin saw an additional drone in the system warehouse that showed it was damaged.

It seems there is something about this killer.

After Lancer fought with the opponent, he wanted to take off the ugly crow mask.

But the opponent saw his intention, changed from aggressive attack to defensive, and even retreated in time, ready to escape from Lancer's eyes at any time.

"Now that we have met, it would be rude not to take a look at the real face." Lancer kicked him over, and the opponent quickly dodged, jumped down from the gap in the stairs, and landed on the edge of a certain window, and then He kicked the glass and jumped directly into the building.

Lancer swung in with his arms hanging, and found that the inside of this building looked familiar.

Corridor, office, house number...

Um? House number?

When Lancer passed the door of a certain room, he looked at the words written on the door plate.

trial room?

Wait a minute, isn’t this right here—

Just at this time, a policeman came out of the office, rubbed his head and muttered: "It's weird, I heard a sound like glass breaking just now. Where did it come from?"

"Yeah! I heard it too!"

Seeing the two policemen wearing the same uniform, Lancer was so embarrassed that he turned around and ran away.

Oh shit! Why did this guy bring him to the police station?

"Who?! Who broke into the police station?"

The two policemen glanced at Lancer, then at the glass window behind him, and after reacting, they ran towards him quickly.

Lancer put his hand on the window sill full of broken glass and jumped down.

"Wait a minute! This is the third floor!"

When they ran to the window, Lancer was gone.

The two of them touched the back of their heads and looked at each other.

Everything happened quickly, like a dream.

At this moment, at the corner of the corridor behind them, the guy wearing a crow mask and a black cloak quietly retreated and turned into the nearby archives room.

……

As he walked back angrily, a car stopped beside Lancer.

After the window was lowered, Gin, who was in charge of driving, gave him a cool look and said, "Get in the car."

When Lancer saw him, he already curled up his lips habitually.

He walked around to the passenger side and got into the car. He turned and looked at the back seat of the car: "Is Ley okay?"

Normally, these two guys are very arrogant, but when they encounter trouble, Bourbon doesn't look disgusted at all——

Because the two of them are exactly the type to be fighting one second and kissing the next.

Ley's head rested on Bourbon's shoulder, his eyes tightly closed, indicating that he was falling asleep at the moment.

Bourbon put on his black gloves, frowned slightly unconsciously, and said in a calm tone: "I have a fever and need to be hospitalized."

Gin stepped on the accelerator and hummed.

"Go to the organization's private hospital. It should be quite safe there."

The organization has penetrated into all walks of life, and the boss behind the scenes continues to invest and has a wide network of contacts, so no matter what industry, he can get involved.

There is a private hospital in the suburbs that has good medical standards and is very secluded. It is used as a nursing home by many people.

Just for some reason, Lancer instinctively felt uncomfortable as they drove into the hospital.

It seemed like many pairs of eyes were watching them.

After listening to Lancer's doubts, Bourbon rubbed his eyebrows with his fingers, feeling a little helpless that he wanted to cry and laugh at the same time.

"Lance, if you saw a hospital with a sign on the door saying no drive-ins suddenly being driven into by a car, I'm sure you would be looking at the car as well."

After changing their positions, Lancer raised his eyebrows and said, "That seems to be the case."

Because Gin had a high-level ID card, the whole process from entering the hospital to finding a doctor to treat Rai was smooth and fast.

After seeing Rai's wound being bandaged again and the hanging bottle attached, Lancer sighed tiredly.

"No one has ever escaped unscathed under my nose," Lancer said.

He raised his head and saw that Gin's eyes were a little indifferent, so he explained: "When I met the police, I could have killed them, but if I got into trouble, I would be the one being chased. So I……"

"Hand out." Gin said suddenly.

Lancer thought he heard it wrong: "Huh?"

"Give me your hand."

Lancer didn't know why he made such a request, nor did he know that it was the hand he wanted, so he stretched out his hands.

I saw that the originally clean hands were not only stained with a lot of dust, but also had a few pieces of fine glass shards embedded in the flesh.

Gin squeezed it with his hand and heard Lancer hissing.

He hummed softly, with some emotion.

"I didn't say anything for so long, I thought you didn't feel any pain!"

Lancer explained: "No, because I was too nervous. Didn't you find that guy is very strong?"

No, wait a minute.

"Honey, are you caring about me?"