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

"You don't even look at your current status, but you still dare to negotiate terms with us?"

These people wanted to raise their feet and kick Gin hard, but they were made to feel hairy when Gin raised his eyes.

Gin repeated what he said: "If you want to save her, take me to see your boss."

These people hesitated and looked at each other.

At this moment, there was a clear sound of footsteps on the iron stairs, which was the sound of stiletto heels stepping on the iron steps.

"Okay, bring him here."

The woman who appeared here was swinging her golden wavy hair, and the sea breeze blew her hair up. Under the sunlight, it looked like it was plated with gilded silk satin, which was beautiful and gorgeous.

Belmode was still wearing a tight black leather jacket as usual, showing off her perfect body curves.

She held a gun in her hand, and the muzzle was pointed at Gin, as if she was afraid that he would play some trick.

This woman's status among this group of people is not low. After hearing what she said, the others picked up the gin that had fallen on the ground and yelled: "Get up!"

Gin glanced sideways, his cold dark green eyes clearly saying: You are already dead.

The man stared at him and a chill ran down his spine.

When he reacted and was about to take action, he was stopped by the person next to him.

"Dare you disobey the boss's order? Are you tired of living a crooked life?"

Only then did the man retract his hand reluctantly, thinking to himself that sooner or later he would let Ginjiu die in his hands!

Pomaro followed closely behind and followed them into the cabin inside the ship.

Because my mouth was sealed, I couldn't speak.

Belmode walked in front, looking sideways at the man behind him on the right as he walked, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his red lips.

"I never thought that you and I would meet like this one day, Gin. Why didn't you bring your precious little sweetheart with you? Wouldn't he abandon you when he saw that your power was like a tree falling and a hozen scattered? Alright?"

Gin stayed silent and ignored her sarcasm.

After they entered a certain hatch inside the ship, Gin finally saw Rum, who had disappeared from his intelligence network for a long time.

Beside Rum, there was an acquaintance standing.

pinga.

Gin came in and taunted you: "So you're not dead yet? I thought you were killed by one of our own bombs since we last met."

His ridicule was not painful to Pinga, but the other party preferred Gin's current embarrassed appearance.

"You have done a lot of things relying on Death Training Island, but without a right-hand man like Bomore, you will probably not be able to make any waves in the organization in the future."

Gin raised his chin slightly, not losing half of his unruliness.

"In the organization, I don't just rely on the killers from Death Training Island to work for me. If you think that this is the end of today's matter, then you are looking down on me."

The glasses Rum was wearing reflected a ray of light.

He sat on a comfortable booth, holding a wine glass in his hand and gently shaking the wine inside.

As noble as an emperor.

Rum Jiejie laughed and said, "Do you still think it's time for the boss to take sole control of the organization? And he has long been suspicious of you. Do you think he will still protect you like before?"

Gin said coldly: "It sounds like you have already met the boss. You look older than him. Do you really think you can defeat him?"

These words made everyone present become nervous.

Belmod took a deep breath, "Have you seen the boss?!"

Pinga, the archrival on the side, immediately retorted: "How is this possible? No matter how powerful he is, there is no way he is qualified to meet the boss!"

But Rum fell into silence. After thinking deeply for a moment, he slowly said: "No, he is the third-in-command hidden in the organization. His identity is so hidden that I almost got deceived by him. That gentleman trusts him very much." , maybe Gin has really seen the true face of the boss..."

Gin stood there calmly, with his back straight and straight, as if he were a bamboo that was not easy to break.

It wasn't until there was a whimpering sound from the side that people focused their attention on Bomaruo.

Seeing that she was still speechless, Rum said, "You should be able to remove the shackles from her mouth now, right?"

Gin raised his hands and showed him the handcuffs holding him.

Pinga snorted coldly, and was about to say that he deserved it, but then he heard Rum command again: "Go and untie his handcuffs."

Pinga was very reluctant, so in the end he just cut it and threw the key in his hand to Belmode.

Belmode put the pistol on his waist and asked Gin to raise his hands again, warning him with a smile: "If you dare to play any tricks, I guarantee you will die miserably."

After the key was inserted into the keyhole, it opened with a click.

Gin lowered his voice and smiled: "If I were to play tricks, I'm afraid you would no longer be in this world."

His arrogant words aroused everyone's dissatisfaction.

Just when Pinga was thinking about teaching him a lesson, he suddenly heard Gin say again: "I have news about Drug A. If you can promise to evacuate it from the island today, I will tell you, how about it?"

"..."

This is undoubtedly a huge temptation for Rum.

On the other side, Lancer and Gin have almost cleared away the infiltrators on the island.

Soon, they hear the sound of a walkie-talkie on the body of a dead man.

"The mission is suspended, retreat now! Everyone is ready to retreat!"

Lancer was very playful. He picked up the walkie-talkie, imitated the fierce tone of those members, and lowered his voice and replied: "Copy that!"

In fact, they won't wait for anyone to return.

The combat drone had already scanned the island several times to confirm that there were no remaining intruders before returning to the system warehouse.

The electronic eye had already reported back the situation of the substitute Gin. After reading it, Lancer clicked his tongue a little irritably.

"It's really troublesome! They are on that ship anyway, why not just drop a few bombs on it and kill them."

Gin chewed his cigarette, "That would be too boring."

Lancer got angry after hearing this: "You are just too thrill-seeking, that's why you gave Shirley the chance to hurt you. Wouldn't it be better to be a ruthless killer?"

The man in front of him raised his eyebrows, and Lancer had to correct himself: "Wouldn't it be better to be a cold killer who only has me in your heart?"

[System: I'm going to vomit. 】

Very well, it learned the essence of Gin's speech.

Maybe they didn't wait for the people who broke into the island to turn back to the ship. They seemed a little panicked and drove the ship away quickly, as if they would be swallowed up by this lifeless island if they stayed for a while longer.

Lancer asked him what his plan was.

"We haven't developed the kind of medicine Rum wants at all!"

Gin affirmed: "If I say yes, it will."