I keep peace by drawing cards

Dusk didn't panic when Toru Amuro found him following him.

Instead, Amuro let Toru look at him generously.

"Stalking is not good behavior, sir."

Twilight said calmly, "I'm sorry, then I'm leaving."

He turned and left, Amuro was silent.

He didn't expect the person following him to be so calm and not guilty at all.

Twilight dodges the blowing wind, and points the pistol at Toru Amuro.

"Sir, a sudden attack is not a good behavior either."

Toru Amuro lowered his eyebrows and looked solemn: "Where are you from?"

Dusk frowned and opened his mouth: "A passerby."

Toru Amuro smiled, "...do I look like a fool?"

"You're not a fool." Dusk told the truth, "You're a handsome guy."

Toru Amuro: "...?"

Dusk put away the gun: "Sir, may I go?"

Toru Amuro turned sideways to let him pass: "Please."

Dusk stopped in front of him, his ordinary face became more radiant because of those slightly raised fox eyes.

Toru Amuro can be sure that a person with such a pair of unique eyes will definitely not have such a face.

He observed Dusk calmly. Judging from the fact that he dodged his attack and quickly took out his gun just now, this person has received special training and his tracking skills are also very good. If he is not vigilant, he may not be found.

Who sent people to follow him, the black organization?not like.

FBI?possible.

Thinking of the FBI, Toru Amuro couldn't help but sneer.

Does the FBI have no home?Getting together and appearing in neon is like being sick.

"Sir, your companion is in trouble, don't you want to help?"

Amuro pretended to be stupid and said, "Sir, what are you talking about?"

After thinking for a while, Dusk took out a business card and handed it to him.

Toru Amuro took the business card, which was very low-key, with a few golden numbers written on the black surface, which were phone numbers.

Toru Amuro held the business card between his fingers, and said frivolously, "Sir, are you following me just to strike up a conversation?"

"I'm an information dealer. The above is my contact information. If you want to know the information, you can come to me."

After finishing speaking, Dusk lowered his hat and left the alley.

Toru Amuro was a little confused, this man followed him all the way to sell himself?

The phone rang, and Toru Amuro stuffed his business card into his pocket.

"Where are you?"

Rapid gunshots and footsteps came from the receiver, Gin must be in a mess right now, Toru Amuro thought gloatingly.

“Near the mall.”

Gin quickly went downstairs, he glanced down, immediately pushed open the door in the corridor, and went in.

He lowered his voice and said, "What's going on, why are people from the Supernatural Secret Service here?"

Toru Amuro pretended to be surprised: "You are in charge of this assassination mission. I just cooperate and assist you. I will do whatever you ask me to do. How do I know why people from the Supernatural Secret Service are here?"

Gin quickly walked towards the elevator, waiting for the elevator to stop.

This task was arranged by him. According to intelligence, Fujiwara will leave immediately after giving a speech in the mall.

The information indicated the deployment hidden in the dark. The number of people in charge of protecting Fujiwara today is too different from the information.

There are still many police officers hidden in the dark.

Fujiwara has nothing to do with the Supernatural Secret Service, why are there people from the Supernatural Secret Service nearby to protect him.

An idea took shape in Gin's head.

Someone leaked the secret and spread the word about this operation.

When the elevator arrived, Qin Jiu walked into the elevator and closed the door immediately, just in time for the police officers who came to this floor.

There are undercover agents in the organization. This is something that Qin Jiu has known for a long time. The undercover agents are hidden too deeply. Apart from him, anyone in the organization may be an undercover agent.

Several operations failed due to early leaks of news.

Gin screened all the members of the black organization in his mind, and the undercover agents hidden in the organization were like bombs. He didn't know when they would explode, tearing the entire organization apart.

The elevator door opened, and Gin's gaze met the person next to him who was about to enter the elevator.

He quickly bowed his head and left.

Gin held a toolbox in his hand, which contained disassembled guns, and the other party discovered his weirdness.

"Stop! Are you an employee here?"

Gin didn't care, and quickly bypassed the group of people according to the route planned before stepping on the spot, and walked towards the back door.

His car was parked by the back door, and Vodka was waiting at the back door to answer him.

"The police found the car parked there," Vodka reported.

Gin immediately decided to give up the car.

There is a monitoring blind spot behind the building. The two carefully avoided the monitoring and were about to reach the avenue.

Just a few minutes after being exposed to the surveillance, several cars chased after him.

Vodka fired several shots in the rear, one of which hit the tire of a car, and two police cars collided.

Gin took his time and threw a smoke bomb to block the other party's vision.

"Why did people from the Supernatural Secret Service appear there?"

Vodka reported the information he had just obtained to Gin: "A famous supernatural person who sneaked into Yokohama sneaked into Yokohama Street, and the people from the Supernatural Secret Service happened to be there to arrest the supernatural person who sneaked into Yokohama."

"So coincidentally?"

Gin doesn't believe it.

"This is the news that came in."

The smoke cleared, and several police cars sped towards them. The other party seemed to want to catch them alive, and did not scare them to death.

When the police cars were about to surround them, a red sports car smashed into the two police cars with an unstoppable momentum.

The car window was rolled down, and the first thing I saw was a hand by the window, which was abnormally pale, with slender fingers, and looked very thin. The nails were painted with black nail polish, matching the too pale complexion, which was both weird and full With temptation.

"Aha, it seems that the two of you have encountered some small troubles."

Ferid smiled, showing two small pointed canine teeth.

The bow tie he tied his hair with today is the same color as his sports car, a gorgeous red.

Another police car came after me.

Gin and vodka immediately opened the door and rushed into the sports car.

Ferid stepped on the accelerator, and the roar of the engine was unusually loud.

"Two, please fasten your seat belts, the car is about to start."

The sports car went on a rampage, directly knocking the cars blocking the road into the air, smashing the front light of the sports car, and Ferid didn't care.

He squinted his red pupils, the speed of the car was getting faster and faster, and the smile on his face was getting deeper and deeper.

"Gin, what a mess."

His red crystal earrings were dangling, and he was holding the steering wheel, turning it a lot.

"Ferid, you talk too much nonsense."

Ferid held his chest, pretending to be sad: "Your loyal partner came here to save you, but what he got was too much nonsense, and his heart is broken."

Qin Jiu snorted coldly, and asked directly: "Why is the situation at the scene so different from the information?"

Ferid said something specious: "Gin, you should clean up your organization."

"It seems that someone really leaked the secret."

Ferid turned and drove the car into the narrow street.

"The assassination mission was entrusted to you by Ainosuke. On our side, only Ainosuke and I know. It is impossible to leak the news from us. Only you who are responsible for completing the mission may leak it."

Gin let out a "huh": "Fried, don't talk too much."

Ferid smiled and said: "You are full of dissatisfaction, you know it in your own mind. This assassination mission failed, and it will be very difficult to assassinate again. Partners who can't even kill a person, it seems that they need to consider whether to I'm going to hang out with such a wasteful organization."

The gun was aimed at the back of Ferid's head, but he didn't look back.

"Qin Jiu, we have no shortage of partners. I think your lord can't do without us. Who told him to be so greedy. Think, he wants too many things."

Gin put away his gun: "How could people from the Supernatural Secret Service Division catch the smuggled supernatural beings on Yokohama Street so coincidentally?"

"You should investigate this matter. What does it have to do with me?"

Ferid looked back at Gin, licked his lower lip with his bright red tongue, and finally withdrew his mouth, and pressed the tip of his tongue against his lower fangs: "The progress of your drug experiment is too slow, and the person in charge has defected, Gin , What the hell are you doing? It's really boring."

"Fried, you're stretching your arms too far!"

Qin Jiu had a sullen face and a bad expression. He raised his eyes, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

"Oh." Ferid smiled innocently. He took out a document from the seat next to him and threw it to Gin. "This is what we found out. Your organization in black has been arrested by the FBI, CIA, and public security personnel." If you lie down like a sieve, why don't you just change your name?"

Among the members of a group of people code-named wine, who knows how many parallel imports have been mixed.

Gin held the document, his face distorted: "Is it true? Rye is not dead?"

"He is the silver bullet that all of your leaders recognize. How could he die so easily? Don't you even believe that he is dead?"

Qin Jiu suddenly laughed, and the laughter was a little creepy.

Ferid said directly: "Don't laugh, it's ugly."

The car turned and turned, and stopped after making sure no one was catching up.

Ferid looked at them with his hands on the car window: "Don't fail next time, Senator Fujiwara must die."

After finishing speaking, Ferid drove directly to the place where the abandoned vehicles were disposed of.

The red sports car was badly hit, and it was parked in the abandoned vehicle factory, and there was no one in it.

Soon, the police arrived.

Before getting close to the sports car, the car burst into flames for no reason.

Even the fire extinguishers couldn't put out the fire, but it got bigger and bigger.

Ferid looked at the flames, and snapped his fingers provocatively. The fire became bigger, and the explosion sounded, shaking the ground.

The bloody door suddenly opened, the energy fluctuated for a moment, and in the blink of an eye, the bloody door disappeared.

In the dark dense forest, stands an old castle.

There are red roses wrapped around the walls of the castle, and the roses are as red as blood flowing.

There was the sound of "da da da" footsteps in the silent corridor. The footsteps were extremely rhythmic. The servant who heard the footsteps knelt down consciously.

An elongated figure was reflected on the clean and reflective ground, and the silver hair flashed in front of him.

The respectful servants kneeling on the ground smelled the irresistible sweet scent of blood.

The servant's body trembled, and when he couldn't hear the footsteps, he collapsed to the ground like a puddle of water.

A black bat flew out of the door and landed on Ferid's arm.

"The assassination failed."

Ferid avoided the green ice crystals and sat down beside Tong Mo.

"Why are you here?"

Tong Mo was fiddling with his fan, and when he heard Ferid's words, he replied with a smile: "Come and play."

Ferid approached him and looked at his smile with an extremely disdainful expression.

"Lacking human emotions but pretending to be humane, it's just the emotions of ants, what do you have?"

Tong Mo twirled his fan and yawned.

"Ferid, you're so boring."

He stood up and looked around: "Give me some blood servants, I'm hungry."

Shinto Ainosuke on the side said bluntly, "Get lost."

The three villains got together, but they were arguing like elementary school chickens.

This year's villain is really not good.