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"Boom boom boom!"

"I'm in, Vodka."

Baijiu's face was slightly flushed.

Vodka was silent for a long time.

I really can’t imagine what the scene is like inside.

It's understandable that Vodka has never been in a relationship.

But...we are still on the boat!

And Kant's voice was also heard.

Do you treat this place as your home?!

Baijiu grabbed the handrail, pushed open the door, and looked around the boat with half-closed eyes. The scene in front of him surprised Baijiu.

Vodka was using Kant as a dumbbell, muttering to himself.

"Four hundred and twenty-one, four hundred and twenty-two, four hundred and twenty..."

"Eh!? Why are you here, Baijiu."

Vodka put Kant aside, picked up a towel to wipe the sweat, hung it around his neck, grabbed two chairs and sat down.

He took two bottles of soda water and handed them to Baijiu. The bottles were empty in two seconds, just like drinking oral liquid.

"I came to see you, just in case you're up to something."

He unscrewed the cap of the liquor bottle, took a sip, his expression instantly turned bitter. He checked the production date and turned his head to stare at the vodka.

"This is already half a year past due!"

"Didn't you taste anything unusual?"

"No, it's okay to drink it, it will all come out in the end."

"Isn't there a saying that goes, if something is not clean, you won't get sick if you eat it?"

Vodka stretched his body, rotated the joints of his neck, looked at the endless seashore in the distance, and sighed.

"When I was a kid, being able to eat expired snacks was a luxury."

Vodka's tone was uncharacteristically steady.

"What do you mean? Wasn't everyone rich in the last century?"

"Did anything happen in your family?"

Baijiu kept asking Vodka questions, trying to find out about his background.

After all, Baijiu was very curious about how Vodka, with his abilities, got into the organization and became Gin's loyal brother.

“You have to know that the moment private ownership emerged, wherever there are rich people, there are definitely poor people.”

My God...It's hard to imagine that the word private ownership would come out of Vodka's mouth.

"I was born in Okinawa Prefecture, on a small island, in a fishing family, and my ancestors have made a living by fishing for generations."

"So you... your driving skills were learned from driving a boat when you were a kid?"

"I guess so, because we often drove to transport goods and competed with each other in speed. It was a form of entertainment during our childhood."

Vodka threw the bottle aside and said heavily.

"you?"

"Yes, I have two older brothers."

"They are Uozuka Ichiro and Uozuka Jiro."

"Your name is Uozuka Saburo?"

"Yeah, but they're all gone."

Vodka's expression darkened.

Baijiu was about to say something to comfort him, but Vodka paused, crossed his rough hands, and spoke.

"During the years when Japan was hit by an economic crisis, my father happened to invest in the aquatic service industry."

"In the end, my parents were left with a lot of debt and three children to support, which was really overwhelming."

"But now when I think back on those days, even though they were hard, they were at least the happiest time in my life."

Vodka adjusted his sunglasses and raised the corners of his mouth.

"My father always taught us that even though we were poor, we should not think of robbing or stealing. We should be honest and seek truth from facts."

"First learn the basics of being a good person."

"But now it seems ridiculous, like a fairy tale, so dreamy and unrealistic."

Vodka spread his hands helplessly.

It seems that Vodka's stupidity may be related to his childhood education. Honesty and integrity are still deeply rooted in his heart.

"What kind of coincidence led you to join the organization?"

“It’s the injustice of reality.”

"Once, my father and my two brothers went out fishing."

"Unfortunately, a sudden tsunami and heavy rain caused them to sleep forever at the bottom of the sea."

"And my mother was bedridden due to the pressure of life and a serious illness."

"I had to drop out of school. You may not believe it, but I was ranked second in the school when I was young."

"Only two people in school?"

"No, there are five of us."

I knew it.

"I came to Tokyo alone at the age of 16 to work hard to support myself and earn money for medical expenses."

"I work as a waiter during the day and a taxi driver at night in Tokyo, and I can earn a pretty penny a month."

"But...accidents still happened."

"That day, on a rainy night, I experienced two things that changed the trajectory of my life."

About ten years ago.

Streets of Tokyo, 10pm.

It was raining very heavily.

"Let's go home after a while. I don't think many people are out here anymore. I'll transfer 5 yen to my mother for her medical expenses later."

Hmm? Is that guy waving?

In the distance, a tall, silver-haired man waved his arms in the rain.

And that man was Gin (young version), who had just defected from MI6 and joined the organization.

Vodka parked the car in front of him. Gin covered his injured arm, put the suitcase under the seat, and spoke in a weak and cold voice.

"No destination.....and help me get rid of those people behind me."

"Damn traitor... I didn't expect that the person following me was actually an undercover agent..." Gin muttered to himself.

"Okay, Uozuka Saburo is happy to serve you, please fasten your seat belts."

In the stormy night, Vodka easily got rid of them and parked the car in a safe alley.

"Wait here, I'll go to the convenience store and buy you some medicine."

"Hey, I don't need your help... Hey! That little fat guy!" Gin covered his abdomen with his hands and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Just as Vodka was about to pay the bill, the bad news came.

It was a call from a fraud accomplice, and his tone was very arrogant.

She told Vodka that her mother had unfortunately passed away fifteen days ago due to acute cerebral hemorrhage, and she had been pretending to be her mother and constantly extorting money from Vodka.

Tell him if he wants his mother's body intact.

Give them another 20 yen, otherwise he will be cremated on the spot.

Don't even think about seeing his mother again in this life.

Recently, their fraud gang was targeted by the police, and they hoped to make some more vodka money before leaving.

Feeling lost and angry, Vodka returned to the car.

Should honest people be bullied?!

But he did not show it immediately. Instead, he helped Gin wipe the wound, with his eyes lowered, as if thinking about something.

"I don't need you to help me."

Gin snatched the medicine and applied it on himself.

Vodka opened his mouth slowly and asked tentatively.

"You... your organization, are you still recruiting people?"

Gin was stunned for a moment, having just been betrayed by his accomplice. He looked at Vodka, who looked harmless, honest and simple.

In particular, his extraordinary driving skills and superb car dealership won Gin's appreciation.

"Of course you can, but blood on your hands will become the norm after this."

"I want blood on my face."

Vodka turned completely evil and put on a pair of sunglasses, the only relic his mother gave him.

In the heart of vodka.

The sunglasses are a reflection of his longing for his mother.

As for that group of fraudsters, Gin massacred them all while on a solo mission, and beheaded the man who threatened Vodka.

Cut it off.

He not only avenged Vodka, but also repaid Vodka's kindness in saving him.