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

Vermouth nonchalantly hid the laptop behind her.

She glanced at the progress bar on the screen with a somewhat impatient expression.

It actually takes so long.

"No need to block it." Lanser said lazily, "I've already seen you sending emails to others."

He pointed his gun at Vermouth and sneered, "No matter who you ask for help, your fate today is already determined."

"Oh? You seem very confident? But do you think I would leave no way out for myself?"

"Bluff." Lance moved the pistol, aimed behind Vermouth, and fired at the laptop.

Vermouth turned her head quickly, but when she saw the black screen and the shattered notebook, her expression suddenly changed.

She threw the chair next to her at Lancer, and then moved closer like a ghost.

Lance subconsciously raised his leg to kick the chair away, and was faced with Vermouth who was ready to fight him with bare fists.

The woman's knife-like hand came straight at the door. Lance raised his hand, thinking that he could easily block it, but he didn't expect that the woman was very strong and she actually knocked him out of the monitoring room with one palm.

Lancer somersaulted before stopping, and was about to fall down the stairs opposite because he had no time to pay attention to what was behind him, when suddenly someone supported his back with force.

He glanced at the man beside him and said irritably, "Don't bother me. I want to teach this woman a lesson."

Gin, who came running, said calmly, "Come on."

"Humph!"

When Vermouth saw that even Gin appeared here, she couldn't help but rush out of the monitoring room and planned to rush out of the window at the end of the corridor.

However, Lancer would never let her slip away like this. He leaped over the walls on both sides with a few leaps and rushed in front of Vermouth, successfully blocking her way before she jumped out of the window.

He did not give Vermouth time to breathe, and with a few flying kicks he forced the woman to stop and forcing her to deal with his attack.

The two fought back and forth for a few moves, but soon, Vermouth was at a disadvantage and was kicked several times by Lancer on the arms, waist, and even shoulders.

To do this, she had to take out the dagger hidden on her body, and finally broke Lancer's defense when fighting with him.

Lanser looked at the red blood streak left on his arm after his cuff was cut. He grinned and snorted, "It doesn't matter. Since you are a woman, I'll let you off this time."

Vermouth showed a confident smile, "You are so arrogant! All men are the same, and it seems that even you are no exception, my dear Master Lancer!"

"What?" Lanser frowned, not understanding what she meant.

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"What a powerful method! You even thought of coating the dagger with poison! I really underestimated you."

Lancer had already noticed that his right arm was beginning to go numb and was slowly becoming numb.

“Humph!” Vermouth raised the dagger towards him and threatened, “Get out of the way now, or else don’t blame me for disregarding the feelings of my blood family and personally silencing you!”

"Stop it." Lanser sneered, "Look at my face and my hair. How do they look like someone from the Karasuma family? You obviously know that I'm not from the Karasuma family, so you watch me being active in the organization like a clown, helping you get rid of those people who want breakfast while making fun of me, right?"

“That’s right.” Vermouth raised the corner of his mouth. “But using you was indeed an accident, because I never thought that the cowardly drug A test subject would fight back at that family meeting. That’s when I noticed you, Lancer.”

"No, I shouldn't call you that, right? After all, you and that guy who has accomplished nothing are not the same person at all!"

This was beyond Lanser's expectations.

The handsome man with short silver hair spread his hands and smiled, saying: "Yes, I am indeed not the real Lancer. However, it doesn't matter, because I am not from the Karasuma family."

Vermouth looked at him with contempt and indifference, and there was obvious murderous intent in her smile.

"Well, you've done almost enough, just die!" Vermouth's hand holding the dagger suddenly changed, as if she was going to throw the dart again, and pointed the handle of the dagger at Lance.

"Ok?"

After Lancer reacted, he immediately dodged from his spot and took a few steps back.

However, just as Vermouth was about to throw the dagger at her, a gunshot suddenly rang out.

The woman had a bullet wound on her chest.

Red blood oozed out from her clothes. Vermouth looked down at her chest in disbelief, then slowly turned her head back.

Gin came out of the monitoring room and pointed a gun at her back. White smoke was coming out of the muzzle of the gun, which showed that he was the one who fired the gun.

Vermouth's lips trembled: "You, why..."

"Isn't this what you wanted?" Gin bit his cigarette, his expression indifferent. "Being shot in the heart, you were freed from the organization. You even chose the silver bullet that pierced your heart."

Gin blew smoke out of the muzzle of the gun, and his tone was as calm as if he was saying, "The weather is so nice today, I just want to eat a bowl of fried rice with egg."

"It seems I should order some beautiful silver bullets."

Lancer covered his arm and sighed heavily as he watched Vermouth fall down at his feet.

"Before that, can you take your eyes off the gun and look at me who is injured? Really, which one is more important, me or your beloved gun?"

He was carried up by Gin, and the man's tone finally contained a hint of disgust.

"Don't ask such stupid questions."