"If the pillars of the organization are all rubbish, then there is no need to exist." Gin watched Jin Feishi's body being carried away, and said in a cold tone, his eyes were full of sarcasm, and his voice was low and full of disdain.

"How can you interrupt us when we talk?" Which high-level executive is obviously a no-brainer, and he didn't see Belmod, who stood by and didn't dare to make a sound.

Jin Jiu raised his head nonchalantly, with a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth, Jin Jiu was lazy, he didn't like to take care of these troublesome things, plus he had a severe headache now, he was even less in the mood to take care of it, he stood up and was ready to leave, completely ignoring it. The high-level man said, "Bermode, you'd better deal with these troubles." The tone was very light, as if he was just talking casually, but Bermuda felt a chill run up his head, and his smile stiffened for a moment.

"Of course, don't worry." The inexplicable chill didn't dissipate until Jin Jiu left the bar. Jin Jiu never doubted Belmod's ability to do things. As long as she didn't deliberately make trouble, Belmod was relieved and cold. His eyes pointed directly at the newly promoted senior executive, "Just say it if you want to die."

"You..." The remaining words of the high-level executive swallowed in Belmod's murderous eyes. As the only woman among the three core members of the organization, Belmod's ability is beyond doubt, and her status is also It is not comparable to the high-level people in the district. Which high-level executive finally left in despair.

"Belmode, who is he?" Bourbon couldn't help but asked curiously. The bar was quiet, and everyone put up their ears. The silver-haired man was definitely not that simple. That kind of terrifying aura was fierce and fierce. His methods, and his disdain for high-level personnel, could not be what a mere bed partner should have.

"He's my boyfriend," Belmod repeated what he had said countless times before, and when he met those stares with naked suspicion, Belmod smiled mysteriously, with his index finger on his lips and a smile on the corner of his mouth. , "Of course, you can also call him Gin."

"!!"

Bourbon's smile instantly stiffened. He suddenly remembered the previous scene at the trainer. He seemed...probably...maybe...maybe said a lot of bad things about him in front of Gin. At that moment, Bourbon was crying. , Rumors kill people, what is so ugly and ugly, look at Jinjiu's face, how did you say such a thing? ! No wonder Jin... Gin's expression was so weird at the time, no wonder Gin would say that!

What Bo Ben can think of, Scotland can naturally think of it, glanced at the stiff smile of his friend, and mourned for him in his heart.

Zhu Xingda did not expect that the person who looked so weak would be the top-killer in the organization, which was frightening, and he instantly understood that it was no wonder that no high-level people accepted him, and it was no wonder that Belmod looked so strange when he heard that he was going to change his boss. , it's really... good luck, the person he is most interested in is his boss. Zhu Xingda looked at the text message from the unfamiliar number on his mobile phone, and the corner of his mouth tickled, and he was about to work together on a mission, a little looking forward to it.

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Jin Jiu stared at Zhu Xingda with gloomy eyes. After arranging a team for him, he would be responsible for the tasks of these guys. Jin Jiu said that he didn't want to worry about it at all, let alone, what the **** was Rye his partner? In the world of gin, his partner ran errands for him. Zhuxingda was very keenly aware of his boss's unhappy emotions, but he didn't know where the emotions came from. This was their first real meeting. , Zhu Xingda walked into the restaurant, looked around for a week, and found the gin in an inconspicuous corner. This is... don't want to attract attention?

It wasn't until I walked over to Zhuxingda that I realized that it was the place with the best view of the restaurant, where I could clearly see the outside but would not be seen. In front of the gin was an empty saucer and a half-drinked cup of coffee, "You I'm late." Jin Jiu's tone still did not fluctuate, but Zhu Xingda felt a chill running up the sky along his spine and glanced at the phone. Seven seconds passed after 12:00, and they made an appointment at 12:00. .

Zhu Xing paused, it seems that his boss is a person with a strong sense of time, the time is accurate to the second or something, "There will be no next time."

"I'll have lunch first?" Zhu Xingda asked tentatively.

"Ten minutes." Jin Jiu gave the time neatly, his slender fingers hooked up the coffee cup, and he was holding the phone in his left hand. He didn't know what he was doing. Zhu Xing Da first called the waiter to order before starting to look at his boss.

Gin is quite thin, even wearing a bulletproof vest and carrying a bunch of weapons does not look bloated, the nails of his hands are neatly trimmed, there is no dirt, the fingers are slender, the knuckles are clear, the skin is white, and it does not look like a man at all. The killer, on the contrary, is like a hand that plays the piano. What makes Zhu Xing different the most is that there is no calluses on the hand of the gin. It does not look like someone who often takes weapons, but more like a nobleman whose ten fingers do not touch the spring water. However, the long smooth silver hair and pale skin, pine green eyes are deep and quiet, and the lips are very thin. It is said that people with thin lips are very affectionate. Gin does look very cold and unsympathetic. The only thing is that the legs are long, and the gin does not feel like a professional killer. This silver-haired man full of mystery is more like the legendary vampire aristocrat who appeared in the Middle Ages.

"Ginjiu, how much are you?" Zhu Xingda couldn't hold back his curiosity, mainly because Ginjiu looked a little unhealthy, and his wrists were probably similar to those of ordinary girls, looking pale and weak.

"Forty to fifty." Gin didn't think there was anything he couldn't say.

The corners of Zhu Xing's mouth twitched, and the water he had just poured into his mouth almost spurted out in one breath, but he held back, the opposite of him was gin! Spraying gin wine all over the water or something... swallowing the water with difficulty, he said in disbelief, "Kilograms?" He got a positive answer from the person opposite, Zhu Xing was silent for a while, the gin wine was about the same height as him, and his normal weight should be around About 77 kilograms, gin is too thin, isn't it? !

"Are you partial or anorexia?" The only reasons Zhu Xing can think of are partial eclipse and anorexia. Otherwise, how could a good person be so thin?

"You still have four minutes." Jin Jiu wasn't going to answer Zhu Xingda's question. He didn't want to be so thin. In fact, he was thinner than Belmod, and he couldn't get fat no matter what. He suffered countless resentful eyes from Belmod for no reason. After all, there was a period of time before that Belmod took him out for supper every day, and then Gin met Belmod's absolutely resentful eyes.

Why? Haha, because Belmod ate too much at night, she gained twenty or thirty pounds, but she ate almost the same amount of gin, and even ate more than Belmod. He didn't need to be fat, but he was still thin. How many pounds! !

So, one month later, while eating gin and watching Belmod lose weight desperately, there is no harm if there is no comparison. Since then, Belmod never dragged him to eat and drink.

Belmod has always been curious about how Gin made a big man so thin .

"How can such a genius mind match such a weak body?" Because of the words of the medical genius, he was reduced to an experimental body, and his body was transformed by medicine, and the little boy who was originally powerless became A cold-blooded killer who easily crushes human bones, hellish devil training plus countless potions for transformation, he is a little stronger... Unlike humans, those who made him a devil eventually died, and he moved his hand.

The memory of staying in the hospital because of organ failure seems to be just an illusion. The hands that were pale enough to clearly see blood vessels are long gone, and the bitter soup that I have to drink every day in my memory has long since disappeared.

Everyone only saw the scenery in front of him, but they didn't know how heavy the price he had paid for it.

After Jin Jiu drank the last sip of coffee, it was exactly 12:10, every second was not bad, Jin Jiu left the restaurant first, leaving Zhu Xing Da person... to pay.

The black Porsche 356A was parked on the side of the road, and Gin was in the passenger seat. Now it was only him and Zhuxingda. Gin didn't drive, so it seemed easy to guess who was driving.

"Where are you going?" Zhu Xingda started this incomparably conspicuous antique car, and turned his head to ask Jinjiu with hindsight.

"I sent it to you." Jin Jiu lit a cigarette with a blank expression and opened the window a little. Zhu Xingda just wanted to ask when, when he recalled that when Jin Jiu was in the restaurant, he was holding his mobile phone and didn't know where he was. what to do.

The whole task is completed by Zhu Xingda, and Jinjiu only plays a supervisory role from beginning to end. To put it bluntly, it is lazy. In this regard, Jinjiu is still more optimistic about Zhuxingda. After all, the opponent's strength is still relatively strong, and many tasks can be performed. Done alone, Gin can be lazy and earn pocket money, why not do it?

Based on this, Jin Jiu turned a blind eye to Zhu Xingda's small actions, and Rye helped him complete the task. In return, Jin Jiu could give him some small information about the organization, which was mutually beneficial.

But somehow, it was said that Jinjiu was very optimistic about Zhuxingda and trusted him, and it all spread to Belmod's ears.

"Gin, is rye all right?" Belmod put his arm on Gin's shoulder, his eyes were hazy, and he couldn't see his true emotions. "You trust him so much?"

"Where did you hear it?" Gin played with the silver lighter in his hand, mockingly, "He's pretty good."

Gin's words are endless, but Belmod just understands what he means, and chuckles helplessly, "You really..."