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

Chu Ming put the nine cards on the table after shuffling their order: "Come and draw the cards. You can only look at the cards yourself, not others. The one who draws the king card should reveal his identity. The last card left on the table is the king's number card, which cannot be turned over before the king gives the order. If no one draws the king card, it means it is the one on the table, and we have to reshuffle the cards and draw again."

The rules were not complicated, so they understood them easily and randomly drew a card from the table. Based on the premise of not trusting other people's character, everyone silently prayed that they would draw the king card.

"Oh, I'm the king~" Vermouth smiled charmingly, turned over the king card in her hand and placed it on the table, with uncontrollable teasing and cunning in her eyes.

For the first time, Gin felt regretful. He felt that he shouldn't have agreed to play games with them. Vermouth always wanted to cause chaos...

Chu Ming pushed the remaining card in the middle of the table to her, Vermouth, and reminded her: "This is your number, don't shoot yourself in the foot."

It was their first time playing, so Vermouth didn’t ask for anything too much. She smiled and said, “Well, number 3, give number 8 a drink~”

Gin felt that everyone's eyes were on Granburch for a moment. He was a little confused, but he continued to observe calmly. Then he heard Vermouth add: "If No. 8 is Granburch, then give him water."

Chu Ming was a little dissatisfied: "Why am I the water? Can't I drink alcohol?"

Vermouth shook the king card in his hand: "The king's order is absolute~"

Chu Ming flipped open his number and said, "It's not me anyway. I'm number 6."

Vodka silently turned over his cards. He drew number 8, but he didn't know who was number 3...

He looked around among the crowd, trying to see who his partner was, and saw that Gin was getting even colder. On the serial number card in front of him, the huge number 3 occupied the entire card.

"Wuhu~It's Gin!!" Chu Ming was the first to applaud, expressing his gloating to the fullest.

Gin once again regretted why he agreed to play this game. Even if he wanted to know the information, couldn't he be the referee?

But he was not the type to escape. He glanced at the trembling Vodka beside him, picked up the wine and put it directly to Vodka's mouth: "Drink."

Vodka wrinkled his face, tilted his head back and gulped down the wine in one gulp, almost choking himself.

Gin is a person who has no caring personality at all, and I wish I could pour all the wine into his mouth at once.

He wiped the wine that had spilled all over his face with his hand and sat back silently.

The game continues.

Before Gin could reveal his cards, he heard Granburch burst into arrogant and triumphant laughter.

He raised his head and looked at Granburch, who was standing on a stool, waving the trump card in his hand vigorously and laughing crazily. He always felt that the mental state of the members of this organization was worrying.

In the end, it was Bourbon who stopped Granburch and pulled him off the stool.

Chu Ming's eyebrows and hair were all shouting with pride: "Well, No. 4 and Gin will have a fight, and the loser will call the boss to complain~"

"..."

Silence was the dominant tone tonight.

No one spoke for a long while, and Gin felt that his blood pressure seemed to rise.

What kind of a request was this? Fighting him was fine, but also involving the boss?

If I really call him, will the boss tolerate it?

It's simply life-threatening.

Seeing that no one spoke, Granburch urged: "Hurry up, turn over the cards quickly~"

Everyone looked at each other, and finally turned over their cards silently. After being with Granburch for a long time, the gene for making trouble in their bones was still stirring. As long as they were not the ones who were in trouble, no one wanted to miss out on watching other people's fun.

Vodka wiped the sweat from his head. Fortunately, he was No. 1.

Vermouth smiled and revealed her card, number 2.

Chianti and Ken let out a long breath, it wasn't them either.

As more and more cards were turned over, Chu Ming lost his previous arrogance and slowly sat up straight. Could it be that number 4 was him? No way, no way, no one could be so unlucky, right?

Lafitte gloated as he turned over his cards: "Could it be that number 4 is you? Is it because Gin hasn't practiced with you for a long time, and you want to use this method to relive it?"

Chu Ming said stubbornly: "So what if it's me? It's not like I can't beat Gin. The loser would go to the boss and cry. I will definitely win."

But as the cards in his hand were turned over, the smile on Lafitte's face gradually stiffened and shifted to Chu Ming's face.

"Come on, No. 4. Gin is waiting for you~" Chu Ming poked Lafitte's hand and challenged him in a mean way, "You won't be knocked out by Gin with one punch, will you? Then when you complain to the boss, you'll have to talk it over nicely."

The people around him also believed that it would be better for their friends to die than for them to die. At least it was good enough that they were not the ones to suffer, and they were enjoying watching the fun.

Gin silently rolled up his sleeves, stood up and looked at Lafitte, signaling him to make the first move.

Lafitte was silent for a while, then uttered three words: "I give up."

"That won't work, you haven't fought yet." Chu Ming urged him, "How do you know you can't win if you don't try? Gin hasn't been on a mission for a long time. He's been drinking and sleeping in the base lately. Maybe his skills have declined. Give it a try and the bicycle will turn into a motorcycle. If you win by chance, he will be the one to call the boss!"

Lafitte's heart was moved. He looked at Gin who was standing casually, hesitated for a while, and finally chose to attack with a punch.

Then he was knocked down with one move.

Lafitte lay on the ground with a resentful look in his eyes: "Can't you just let me have two moves? If I get knocked down with one move, it would make me look like a loser..."

Chu Ming stepped forward and pulled the man up: "Quick, quick, make a video call to the BOSS, we are still waiting to play the next game~"

Lafitte was dragged to the contact screen and pressed the button with a fearless attitude.

After a while, the black crow symbolizing the BOSS appeared on the screen: "Lafitte?"

Then the boss probably saw several members of the action team through the camera and asked in a puzzled tone: "What are they doing, a party?"

Lafitte hesitated for a long time, and finally said in a voice not much louder than a mosquito: "Uh - Boss, I, that, Gin, he, he hit me..."

Although the sound was small, the boss still heard it clearly, and also heard the violent laughter that suddenly erupted from Granburch.

He knew that this matter was related to Granburch.

However, Granburch had found a lot of information for him from somewhere before. Now, immortality or resurrection from the dead is still a long way off, but slowing down his aging or delaying his death is still possible. Therefore, in a good mood, Karasuma Renya didn't mind involving him in the children's play.

There was a hint of doting in his voice: "It's Granburch's fault again, right? You're the only ones who dote on that kid and make trouble with him."

Lafitte also recovered by now and stood aside somewhat embarrassedly.

Although Gin showed no emotion on his face, the turmoil in his heart was threatening to overturn him.

Is this the BOSS?

Is this really not someone pretending to be someone else?

What was going on in this world? It looked exactly the same as what he had done before, but just because of the addition of Granburch, how did the situation become like this?

Is this organization serious?

[I have something to do today, so I can only post the extra draft I wrote before QAQ I will update the text tomorrow]