Go back tens of minutes.
In the small alley of a residential building, which is extremely remote, there is only one place illuminated by orange lights, which looks very gentle.
There is a small sign called "Whiskey" hanging on it.
In such a remote place, it can be said that there will be no business at all if a bar is opened in this place.
A man wearing a black sweater and a blue coat parked his car and rushed to the alley in the heavy rain.
Entering the bar through a skilled door, he held the water stains on his sleeves and complained with a smile.
"Ah, it's raining so heavily. The weather forecast is not accurate at all. It was clear one second and it was cloudless the next second."
Then the man stepped forward, pointed at the strong man in black sitting in front of the bar, and said calmly to the bartender.
"Well, I want a drink just like his."
Hearing this, the bartender at the bar immediately started making drinks.
After waiting for the man to sit next to her, Vodka tapped a hand on the bar table.
Seeing this, the man reached out and took out an envelope from his arms. He put the thing on the table and slowly pushed it towards the vodka.
Vodka grinned and took the envelope, then put it directly into his arms.
"Oh? Don't you know how to check?"
The man asked with a curious smile.
At this moment, he was smiling and laughing, completely unaware of the seriousness of the matter.
Vodka snorted, "If this is a fake, your life will be gone."
As he spoke, Vodka once again took out a bulging envelope and pushed it to the man.
When the man saw this, he immediately smiled. He picked up the envelope and looked at it carefully.
"I need to check carefully to see if the amount is correct."
"As you wish." Vodka picked up the wine glass in front of him and drank it down in one gulp, with a hint of sarcasm flashing in his eyes.
He sneered secretly in his heart.
You are almost dead and still thinking about money? He is truly a scumbag who dares to organize and sell firearms.
The bar became even quieter for a while, with only the sound of the bartender shaking the drink with a shaker and the sound of a man counting money and paper clattering.
moment.
The man put away the envelope and smiled slowly, "OK, that's right."
The bartender also poured the mixed wine into the wine glass at this moment, and then placed the wine glass on the coaster and pushed it to the man.
"Sir, I've been waiting for a long time."
The man picked up the wine glass and at the same time lowered his head very skillfully and asked as if he was minding his own business.
"Okay, what's the next job?"
Vodka was silent.
The man didn't hear Vodka's answer. He raised his eyebrows and continued, "I have to know what the key points of the next job are, right?"
The next second.
"do you know?"
A deep voice sounded in the man's ears with a sandy magnetism.
The man's pupils shrank suddenly and he quickly followed the voice. It was a man also wearing a black trench coat and with silver hair.
Is it gin?
What the hell? !
There was obviously no one on my left just now!
Gin continued to speak in a deep voice.
"Recently, there was a rat sneaking around the organization and doing some shameful things. Have you heard of this?"
When he said the last sentence, he looked back slightly, revealing a ferocious falcon eye under his silver-white bangs, staring coldly at the other person.
suddenly!
A terrifying aura that chilled the man to the bone emanated from Gin.
It felt like he had fallen into an abyss in an instant, and cold sweat soaked all his clothes in just a few seconds.
His face became serious, something strange flashed in his eyes, and he smiled nervously.
"No, not very clear, haha, I haven't heard of it."
Gin placed his hands on the table to support his sitting position. After hearing the other party's answer, he paused for a second before slowly responding.
"Is that so?"
At the same time, the terrifying aura emanating from his body was instantly withdrawn.
When the man saw this, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He took the wine glass and looked at the gin sideways, smiled slightly and said easily.
"Then, the next job is to dig out that mouse?"
After saying that, he was about to take another sip of wine, but Gin's next words interrupted him.
This made his body stiffen and he felt uneasy again.
"No, I already have an idea of who the mouse is." Gin said calmly.
"Really? Haha." The man could no longer sit still. He was stunned and quickly took another sip of wine, trying to cover up his panic.
In order to change the subject, he looked at the glass of wine and exclaimed in surprise, "This wine is really delicious. What kind of cocktail is it?"
He asked the bartender quickly.
However.
Without waiting for the bartender to answer, Gin raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "Rum, Cointreau orange wine, and a small amount of lemon juice are used to make the XYZ cocktail.
After drinking this glass of wine everything should be over. "
After saying that, Gin turned around and showed a very obvious murderous and playful smile.
The man's pupils shrank suddenly.
Even though he was indoors at the moment, he felt suffocating with coldness and turned into withered ice in an instant.
His body was like grass under the strong wind and rain, and he couldn't stop trembling!
Rows of cold sweat formed from every part of his body. This was not just pure fear!
It's the body's instinctive reaction under such horrific oppression!
He suppressed the trembling in his heart, quickly put down the wine glass, and said with a stumbling voice.
"Well, if you find another job, please take care of me then."
The man tried to calm down and walked towards the door of the bar step by step.
At this moment, he felt as if his legs were not his own. It was very difficult to control them, and his walking posture looked a little funny.
Both Vodka and Gin remained motionless, as if they didn't care about the other's departure.
Until the man opened the door of the bar, he suddenly found a pink-haired girl holding an umbrella standing at the door.
"!!!"
When he saw the black umbrella, his body trembled, and he almost fell to the ground without losing his balance, but luckily he held on to the wall.
"Moximo? Are you wearing tape, Desiga? Do you need me to hold you up?"
Chunri Ling's eyebrows were crescent and she said softly with a smile.
"Ah no! No, I don't have to do it myself. Please let me go."
The man could not stop the fear and trembling in his heart. He just wanted to escape from this place of right and wrong quickly, and repeatedly shouted to Kasuga Ling to get out of the way.
Seeing this, Chun Riling glanced inside slightly, then smiled and stepped away.
The man rushed out of the door and ran wildly without looking back.
He needs to get in the car quickly and get away from this place, ah no, as far away from this country as possible!
After the man left.
Vodka cast an honest look at Chun Riling in confusion, "Brother Kamu.
Is this really a good idea? Just let him go like this? He must be old..."
Hearing this, Gin frowned, interrupted Vodka's words, and said coldly and lowly.
"Well, don't worry, he can't leave."
"Vodka, I guess Lao Qin did some tricks in his car before he came here, right? For example, something fun like a car bomb."
"The Romance of Fairy Wood"
Chun Riling put away her umbrella, shook the water and spoke leisurely.
Vodka was startled, then looked at Gin subconsciously, and at the same time took a breath of cold air in his heart.
Gin didn't answer, just a sneer on the corner of his mouth.
The bartender stood quietly on the bar, and none of the others in Kasuga Ling did not shy away from him in the slightest.
