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

Vodka, who was called in to work temporarily, had the resentment of a social animal written all over his face.

Lancer didn't know where his emotions came from. Anyway, he was now very depressed with a big bag on his head after being beaten.

He was sitting on the back seat, holding the shiny and thick silver braid in his hand, and was unraveling it bit by bit.

[System: It’s over, it’s over, there are wavy marks after dismantling it, it’s no longer elegant! How can this villain maintain his image? 】

tui!

I've never heard of a villain who maintains his image with long, straight white hair!

But even so, Lancer still had to recover from his prank, because Gin was now staring at him coldly with his arms folded.

After smoothing out the loose silver hair flatteringly, Lancer respectfully raised the hair in his hand above his head.

"Brother, I've opened it, can you stop being angry with me?"

The aura emanating from Gin was still cold and suffocating.

After pulling back his hair, he put on a black top hat, took out a lighter from his coat pocket, lit a cigarette, and then took a long breath.

As if silently persuading himself not to get angry with the hapless adult, Gin stopped talking to him, closing his eyes and not wanting to look at him again.

Vodka glanced at the two of them through the rearview mirror. He felt a little weird, but wisely did not choose to ask.

"Brother, do you want to go back to Tokyo? Or find another place to spend the night?"

Lancer, who couldn't say anything, put his elbows on the car window, rested his chin on his palms, and looked at the scenery outside the window boredly.

Gin didn't answer, but asked him instead: "How are things going with Kamu?"

"It's going very well. I think we'll get what we want soon."

When he heard Camu's name, Lancer perked up his ears and became more energetic, turning his head to look at Gin.

He asked: "Is Kamu okay now? Last time, the kid tried his best and couldn't get rid of McCarron. I thought he was dead."

But Gin snorted coldly and whispered: "Hatred will make a person have extremely strong willpower. Before Macallan dies, he will find ways to stay alive."

Vodka sitting in front was a little puzzled: "Why does Camus have such a hatred for Macallan?"

Lancer looked at him as if he were a fool, then moved his gaze out the window and sighed arrogantly.

It's good to be a fool.

There was silence in the car for a long time.

Finally, it was Gin who said, "Go back to Tokyo. I still have some things to finish."

Hearing Vodka's response, he seemed to be in a much better mood than before.

Lancer was a little surprised and cast a questioning look at Gin.

As a result, Gin took off the hat and placed it on his head, hiding his curious eyes.

Seeing this, Lancer didn't want to ask any more questions.

He called out the system, ready to draw a lottery.

[System: Because the host has completed the task of helping Ms. Okino Yoko, your rewards have been received! There are two lottery opportunities in total. Does the host want to conduct the lottery now? 】

Lancer licked the corners of his lips enthusiastically, come on!

Gin who was on the side felt that the young man's mood seemed to have changed, and glanced at him inexplicably while holding a cigarette in his mouth.

Several treasure boxes appeared on the system screen. After Lancer chose to roll the dice, the treasure boxes kept spinning in front of his eyes.

From fast to slow, the last blind box treasure box, which was no different from other boxes, stopped in front of him.

Click to open.

A submachine gun appeared in front of him.

Tsk! Unremarkable.

Lancer was not satisfied with the result of opening the blind box, and a teapot could hang from his pursed lips.

But the system is still flattering him.

[System: Wow! The host is really powerful! Even such a powerful weapon can be fired! 】

It's very powerful, but you don't use it every day, right?

What exactly is inside this blind box? Could he have been deceived?

Looking at Lancer's expectant expression just now, Gin instantly became disappointed, and finally frowned for just ten seconds.

Young people's emotions change so quickly...

Just when Lancer was distressed, he noticed Gin's gaze on him, and he suddenly cheered up and asked: "Gin, how is your luck?"

Probably because he didn't expect that the young man in front of him would ask such a question, Gin raised the corners of his lips mockingly after being stunned for a moment.

"Not too bad, but not much better."

"What about your luck in the lottery? Is it also bad?"

Vodka, who was driving, couldn't help but join in their conversation: "Brother, you have good luck in the lottery! I remember buying a lunch box when I was lying in wait, and when I got over 10,000 yuan, I won a camera in the lottery."

Lancer's eyes suddenly lit up, and he looked at the silver-haired man with eyes filled with admiration.

"Wow!"

Gin was very interested in seeing his changes in mood. Just as he was about to say something, he saw Lancer holding his hand.

Then the guy took his palm, kissed it like a pilgrim, and rubbed his cheek and forehead vigorously into the man's palm.

Breathe European air! Breathe European air!

Lancer was completely unaware of how ambiguous his behavior was for an adult man.

After rubbing his hands, he let go of the man's hand, and then confidently prepared to use his second chance to win the lottery.

[System:...You are really crazy. 】

Lancer ignored its complaints and successfully opened the second blind box reward and issued a points doubler card.

Instructions for the Points Doubler Card: The points for any task can be awarded X3 points.

Great!

The young man's eyes were bright, the corners of his mouth were raised, and he put the doubling card into the system space with satisfaction.

His good mood also made Gin more and more confused.

What on earth is he thinking about all day long?

Vodka, who witnessed all this, cursed silently in his heart.

He knew that the atmosphere would always be weird when his eldest brother was with this kid.

If I had known earlier, I would have pretended not to hear the call and continued listening to the beautiful and slender beauty singing in the bar!

The car drove to Tokyo, and this mission came to an end.

What kind of trouble the organization had with the congressman was something Lancer only gradually learned about after living with Gin in Tokyo.

However, before their cohabitation life could begin, they met Kamu, who was relatively trustworthy, when they arrived in Tokyo at night.

When he saw Lancer's appearance, he frowned deeply.

Lancer was wearing a hooded coat, and the hood covered most of his face, so Camu didn't recognize him.

Until Lancer said: "Have you forgotten your original master so quickly? Camu."

He took off his hat and raised his head slightly, revealing the young and handsome face.

"Master Lancer...?!"