I'm writing a novel in Ming Ke, if you mess with me, you'll be the heroine

While waiting for Bourbon's reply, Gin and the others had already put on gas masks. Chianti and Cohen had also poured the virus into the reservoir on the airship, and then sprinkled it evenly onto the ground along the downward air vents of the airship.

Chu Ming took the gas mask that Gin handed him and put it on. Through the window, he could see fine water droplets drifting downwards with the wind.

The airship was flying very high, and Chu Ming looked down with interest. All the scenery on the ground became as small as ants. Even though his vision had been enhanced many times, it was still difficult for him to see the reactions of people on the ground with his naked eyes.

But even though he didn't see the scenery he wanted to see, Chu Ming was still very excited. He leaned on the window sill, watching the scenery below pass by his feet. His voice sounded a little muffled through the mask: "Is everything arranged?"

Gin nodded and stood by the window with him: "It's all arranged. There are bombs installed by several red Siamese cats on the airship. We can use them."

Chu Ming glanced at Maori Kogoro and others who were ready to make a move because there were fewer people in the living room. He sneered and said, "Don't be too impulsive, otherwise I don't mind having a few more people testing the medicine here. After all, you will be infected sooner or later in Japan anyway. The sooner you get infected, the sooner you can enjoy it, and the later you get infected, the more you can survive."

"..." If looks could kill, Chu Ming would have been cut into pieces countless times.

Seeing everyone glaring at him, Chu Ming shook his head covered with a gas mask, his smile couldn't be hidden even by the mask: "Look at you guys, it's just a virus, don't worry too much, those of you who are exposed to the virus on the front line won't survive anyway, I'm not afraid to tell you. Our employer is still very kind, when a large-scale outbreak begins in Japan, the employer will definitely bring the antidote to move in, as for the time of moving in - it depends on how tough your officials are."

Seeing these robbers confidently saying that they would not survive, the Red Siamese Cat members who were mixed up in the Red Team were a little bit overwhelmed. Mizukawa Masaki, who was pretending to be a producer of Nichimi TV, burst into tears: "If I had known earlier, I would not have boarded the airship today. Otherwise, I would not have encountered these things. How did things come to this point——"

Next to him, Xia Nishitani was also unable to hold on any longer. She had just been shot in the wrist by Gin when she was sneaking up to take the pistol. The pain was screaming wildly and attacking her brain. The fear of the virus and the pain finally made her collapse.

"Shut up! Go find the boss! The boss is so smart, he will definitely know what to do. It's no use just crying!" Xi Guxia thought her voice was very soft, but the living room was very quiet, and her voice was a little sharp due to the injury, so her sudden loud voice was heard by everyone.

"Boss?" Gin turned and stared at her, his sharp eyes piercing through the gas mask and shooting straight at Xi Gu Xia's face. His tone was gentle, but there was an unshakable chill in his voice, "Where is your boss?"

Seeing Gin approaching slowly, Nishitani Kasumi's psychological defenses collapsed instantly. Her legs went limp and she sat on the ground, protecting her injured hand. She crawled backwards using her hands and feet, screaming and telling him everything she knew. Mizukawa and Ishimoto at the side tried to stop her but failed.

"That is to say, except for the few people invited by the Suzuki family, the others on this airship are all from your Red Siamese Cat?" Gin didn't say anything, but Chianti was the first to watch. After hearing the truth, she glanced at Suzuki Jirokichi and said with some contempt, "Your airship is almost infiltrated like a sieve. Even without us, you can't save your airship, right?"

Suzuki Jirokichi obviously did not expect that the aerial cage he had carefully built to try to capture Kidd was full of holes, and he was speechless for a moment.

"Go and bring his boss here." Chu Ming turned around and ordered Vodka. After thinking about it, he felt that it was not safe. After all, Vodka's skills did not seem to be very good. It would be funny if he capsized in the ditch. Then he raised his chin to Belmode and said, "You go with him."

It didn't take long before Vermouth came over, dragging the tied-up Fujioka Takamichi, followed by Vodka, who was a little evasive and walked a little stiffly.

Chu Ming glanced at Fujioka Takashi, who had a bruised face and nose and was obviously beaten up, and then looked at Vodka, who lowered his head and obviously didn't dare to look him in the eye. He was a little confused and turned to question Vermouth with his eyes.

Vermouth held back her laughter, pointed at her waist and thighs, then pointed at the vodka, silently transmitting a wave of information to Chu Ming.

Chu Ming received the message and slowly walked to Vodka's side. He found a big footprint on his clothes at the side of his waist. He knew it was left by Fujioka Takamichi. There was also a gunshot wound on his leg, which was bleeding.

Chu Ming moved over quietly and poked his waist with a finger.

Vodka shuddered in pain and was about to let out a cry, but he swallowed it back. He turned around and looked at Chu Ming with some accusation. He was not wearing sunglasses and his eyes were a little wet. With the face that Chu Ming carefully selected for him, he instantly looked like a macho man acting coquettishly.

"How did you get hurt?" Chu Ming's voice was filled with a hint of laughter. "So careless? Don't you know I'll feel bad?"

Vodka took a big step back and looked at Chu Ming with a chill and some fear in his eyes. He didn't know what Chu Ming was doing crazy again.

"Why are you hiding? Tell me, how did you get hurt? Don't you have any vigilance at all?"

"No..." Vodka stammered, "When I went in, he was lying on the ground with his face and hands red. I thought he had been infected with the virus somewhere, so I planned to go over and check him out. But he suddenly kicked me and then shot me. I didn't have time to react..."

Seeing Gin also giving him a cold look, Vodka's voice became smaller and smaller. In the final analysis, it was his own fault that he failed to defend himself. It was indeed because he had spent less time on missions with his eldest brother during this period, and he had lost the most basic vigilance. If Vermouth hadn't followed him this time, he would have probably run away.

Chu Ming waved his hands and spoke for Vodka, "Don't be angry. After all, he has always been so reckless. Aren't you used to it?"

Seeing that Gin's gaze had become even colder, Vodka was about to burst into tears in his heart. Stop adding fuel to the fire!

Chu Ming smiled even more when he saw this, and turned to look at Fujioka Takashi. His eyes became a little cold, but his tone became softer: "Although our Afu is a little silly, I am the only one who can bully him. Who do you think you are? How dare you hurt him?"

As he spoke, he forced Fujioka Takamichi's mouth open and poured half of the virus into him, spilling the rest on his body. Then he held him behind his back with one hand and pushed open the window of the airship with the other hand and threw the man directly out.

Vodka looked at Chu Ming's smooth movements and stood there in a daze, not daring to say a word.