Hearing this, Bingzhuren shook his head and said in a helpless voice: "You know, I never drink."
Hearing this answer, the silver-eyed man showed a bored expression. He couldn't help curling his lips and glanced at the night scene outside the window. "It's a pity that these days are not used for entertainment, but are disturbed by some mundane things. Uncle Ghost, Sometimes I really pity you."
Holding back the dissatisfaction in his heart, Bingzhuren said nothing.
Since he can sit on the throne of the President of the Night Watch, the man is naturally not an ordinary person. Whether it is ability, strength, strategy, or brains, he is the best choice.
He just thinks out of the box, acts in a weird way, and often does things that ordinary people can't understand.
Over the years, the Night Watch has not been without its own complaints.
But the amazing thing is that the current president's luck seems to be particularly good. Those who take the lead in causing trouble always die for various reasons, including car accidents, illness, excessive sexual indulgence, and even slipping and falling while taking a shower. .
Conspiracy theorists would naturally place suspicion on the current president, but despite repeated investigations, there was no evidence. These people died in a reasonable and reasonable manner, and it seemed that they were simply due to poor health and bad luck.
In addition, the current president also did something shocking. At a top-secret meeting of the Night Watch, he directly asked the then head of the executive department to borrow his pistol.
Hearing this, everyone immediately fell silent, and there were even some people who didn't deal with the president, waiting to see his joke.
Who doesn't know that the head of the execution department is a hard-to-talk guy, a real S-class, and one of the best in the entire Night Watch. What's more important is that the silver gun never leaves his body, it is his lifeblood.
But now, someone publicly asked to see his lifeblood.
As expected, the Minister decisively refused.
Originally, they thought the matter would end here, but no one expected that something happened that night.
The Executive Department building was raided. The attacker was shrouded in a black cloak. The target was clear, which was the office of the top minister.
By coincidence, at that time, in addition to the minister, there was also a deputy minister and several regional leaders reporting on their work.
The attacker struck very quickly, knocking down the deputy minister and several regional leaders in an instant. The real battle was between the attacker and the executive director.
Facing such an opponent, the Minister did not dare to hold back, and the battle instantly became intense.
No one knows the final outcome of this battle. In short, when the presiding judge got wind of the situation and led his troops to arrive, the office was in a mess, with strange scratches on the walls and... bullet holes.
The minister and the attacker were separated from each other, still maintaining an offensive posture.
But as the presiding judge and others entered, the attacker's attitude suddenly changed. He opened his cloak and revealed a younger face. It was the president who wanted the gun during the day.
At this time, the president's smile was full of smiles, and his fierce aura was completely gone. Several people who had been knocked down by him had only fainted temporarily. After examination, their bodies were not serious.
The Minister stared at the young man's face, his mouth slightly enlarged, his eyes full of confusion. After a while, a surge of anger emerged after being teased, and his hand unconsciously tightened the handle of the gun.
Seeing this scene, the President showed no airs and immediately apologized. He smiled and said that he admired the reputation of the Minister's Silver Spear and had always wanted to find an opportunity to compete with the Minister. When we met today, his reputation was indeed well-deserved.
He even flattered me and said that the executive department was full of talents under the leadership of the minister. He was very relieved that such a department was put in charge of the minister.
After a while, he did not forget to tell the presiding judge and others who came over that the minister had actually recognized him a long time ago, so he was merciful. Otherwise, when they arrived, they would only see his body.
Even though the minister knew that he was talking nonsense, the other party was, after all, the president of the Night Watch, his nominal superior, and his identity lay there.
So no matter how displeased I am, it's hard to break up with him, especially when the other party lowers his status to such a low level, which gives him enough face.
In the end, the matter was dropped in the name of a surprise exercise.
The minister kept silent about the outcome of the battle between the two, but several people surrounding the current president made a judgment from the president.
After leaving the executive department building, the current president, who was sitting in the back seat of the car, opened his hand and found two bullets lying quietly in his palm.
Not a slug, but a complete bullet.
The bullet seemed to be specially made, shining faintly in the dim light. The bullet was engraved with complicated patterns, and a cross was carved with a knife at the position of the bullet.
Obviously, these two bullets were taken from the silver gun known as the Invincible.
The presiding judge, who was sitting in the passenger seat of the car, saw this scene in the rearview mirror and broke into a cold sweat instantly. He felt that he was not sure about defeating the head of the execution department.
But the young man sitting behind him not only dodged the bullet, but also snatched the gun of the minister nicknamed Silver Gun and took out two bullets from the gun.
Comparing the two, one can clearly see the superiority and inferiority.
The young man stared at the bullet in his hand for a few seconds, and finally put it back in his pocket. When he raised his head again, the cynical attitude on his face disappeared, replaced by the temperament of someone who had been in a high position for a long time, "This person is indeed a bit troublesome. When you face him, be careful not to get caught by him."
In an instant, he seemed to be a different person.
Astonishing pressure spread, even a guy like the presiding judge couldn't help but lower his head and replied in a more respectful voice: "I understand, president."
"This person must be eliminated in the future. You must make preparations as soon as possible. Arrange our people in advance to break into the senior management of the executive department. It is best to get the position of deputy minister. When he dies in the future, take over immediately. Don't let The power has fallen by the wayside." His voice sounded unusually cold, "The execution department is a sharp blade that must be used by us."
Hearing this, the presiding judge looked troubled, "That's true, but... under his management, the execution department has always been in trouble, and the people we put in it have not been reused."
"Not to mention the deputy minister, even the person in charge of the region is not easy to fight for." Over the years, the presiding judge has been helpless against this minister. He has tried soft and hard methods, but to no avail.
Suddenly, the presiding judge's body shook violently because he felt a hand reaching out from behind the seat and putting it on his shoulder.
What's even more terrifying is that the hand is not a human hand, but a pale green ghost hand.
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