Unfortunately, Jing Baiye's plan to hang out with Shirley fell through.

——When he and Shirley made an appointment to meet at the coffee shop and gave her the new bag painted by Fusha, a Porsche that they both looked very familiar suddenly stopped in front of them.

The window next to the driver's seat lowered automatically, revealing the face of Gin, who was more familiar to the two of them. He silently stared at Jing Baiye for a few seconds, and almost at the same time, Jing Baiye felt his phone vibrate.

【boarding. —gin】

Shirley knew he was going to leave when he took out his mobile phone, she hugged her bag and murmured, "What a pity."

Jing Baiye noticed that her tone didn't seem to have the fear of facing Gin in the past, but more of the helplessness after the plan was interrupted.

"...No way, let's come out to play next time."

It was also a pity for Jing Baiye, he was about to leave before eating the cake he ordered, but he still hurriedly called the waiter to pay the bill, and asked the other party to pack his share by the way.

Gin and these two Porsches are rare classic cars. Parking on the street for too long will easily attract passers-by. He doesn't want to cause him any trouble.

A few minutes later, Jing Baiye picked up the packing box and bid farewell to Shirley, walked towards the Porsche of Gin, opened the system map and glanced at it, and found that the vodka was not there, and another person was sitting in the passenger seat.

The two had just met last night, and there was a little unpleasantness over his subordinate's drug interrogation issue. He didn't expect to see Gin again so soon.

Jing Baiye walked to the side of the car, and Manhattan, the person in the passenger seat, greeted him through the window.

Jing Baiye opened the door and got into the car, carefully holding the packing box in his arms: "Where's the vodka?"

He hadn't seen vodka yesterday.

"Going to the United States." Seeing him coming up, Qin Jiu started the car and left, "There is something over there that needs his assistance."

Jing Baiye nodded, and didn't ask what Vodka was going to do. He mentioned the task in hand: "Since Manhattan is here, he and I can start the revenge mission... Is there any problem with Gibson?"

"No problem. After returning to the United States, he went to a shooting club as a coach. There are usually many students. After his body recovered, his mental state gradually became normal." Manhattan replied.

"Then as agreed, you are responsible for dealing with the Japanese man who married into the family, and then quickly leave and return to the United States; after you go back, I will kill the two veterans of the Navy SEALs."

There are so many homicides in Tokyo, and their nationalities are different. As long as the methods of death are different, with the current capabilities of the Japanese police, their deaths may not be connected.

Hearing Jing Baiye's arrangement, Manhattan showed obvious hesitation.

"This... I hope our prey will change."

"How did it change?"

"It was Jack Waltz who ordered Murphy to shoot Gibson. I want to solve Waltz myself."

Manhattan originally had a calm expression, but when he mentioned this incident, there was obvious hatred and anger on his face.

——

Porsche left Mihua Town and drove all the way towards Tokyo Bay. The distance between the two places is not far, and it only takes 20 minutes to drive there.

Qin Jiu listened to the two people around him exchanging tasks, but did not express any opinions.

One is a former Navy SEAL special soldier who wants revenge, and the other is a little lunatic who has never failed in various assassination missions in the organization. No matter which one is a waste, he has quite a lot of actual combat experience.

It's really great to hand over the task directly to the most suitable colleague, and he only needs to watch from the sidelines. He doesn't need to use his brain to make plans, and he doesn't need to worry about their mistakes all the time.

If it wasn't for a minor sitting in the back, Gin would have wanted to smoke a cigarette to relax.

"...I have read the information you collected for me. That guy Waltz is on vacation recently. Today he will go fishing by himself in the waters near Sea Ape Island. This is a very good opportunity."

"I'm going to drown him in those waters."

Upon hearing this, Gin glanced at the murderous Manhattan beside him, and continued driving as if he hadn't heard anything.

SEALs, you can tell from the name that the soldiers of this unit are closely related to water. They will receive very rigorous underwater training from the moment they join, one of which is to prevent drowning. It is not so easy to solve them in the water thing.

But it's more interesting that way.

Good at water combat, but finally died in the water in a ridiculous way... The expression of this kind of prey when it dies will definitely be very exciting.

…

Jack Waltz came to Sea Ape Island early in the morning. He rented a small boat and went fishing on the water.

Today is a cloudy day. When there is a lack of solar radiation, the water temperature in the deep water area will be slightly higher than that in the shallow water area, and the fish will go there to gather for warmth, so he naturally rowed the boat to the deep water area.

After retiring from the army, Waltz brought his wife and daughter to Japan to run a small company. They have a good relationship as husband and wife, and he is willing to do anything to protect his family, but they often quarrel over his hobbies.

He likes fishing very much, his wife doesn't.

Especially in winter, she always said that the wind on the coast is very cold and you will catch a cold, and it is very dangerous to go fishing alone in the water... She can always find so many reasons.

Waltz knew that his wife cared about him, but she was too timid. He used to serve in the Navy Special Forces, and he would never die in the water wherever he died.

The boat stopped slowly, and there were no other boats around. Waltz picked up his fishing rod and began to adjust the float.

"Google."

A strange sound sounded, making the former special soldier subconsciously turn his head to look there. Ripples appeared on the water in the distance, but there was obviously no wind blowing nearby.

He stared there blankly, at this moment the hull suddenly shook violently. Before he could stand still, he completely lost his balance and fell to the surface of the water.

"Wow-!"

There was a loud sound of entering the water, and the icy lake water wrapped his body.

The water was very dark, and Waltz felt a school of fish swimming past him as if escaping. After all, he had actual combat experience. After entering the water, he only stayed for a second before reacting quickly.

Someone sneaked him from under the boat!

A strong arm stretched out from behind, strangled his neck through the thicker collar of the winter coat, and began to tighten with such force that his neck was almost broken with his bare hands. At the same time, his limbs were also restrained from behind .

This kind of move is very familiar, and Waltz himself has learned it. He lost strength in such an unexpected sneak attack, his mouth gradually loosened, and water poured into his throat to block his windpipe.

The last thing he could do was stare at the assailant behind him with wide-eyed eyes, and he would die knowingly.

The Asian man with a scar on his right eyebrow—Kevin Yoshino stared at him coldly.

He looked at him with disgust, and the hand around his throat remained motionless.

…

A body without any obvious superficial injuries slowly sank to the bottom of the lake after its feet were deliberately entangled in a heavy fishing box.

Manhattan surfaced, capsized the boat, and swam toward shore. He moves very quickly, without the slightest fatigue after strenuous exercise.

On the distant shore, Angustra put down the binoculars after seeing his success.

"...I didn't expect the water quality in Manhattan to be so good." He sighed with emotion in a low voice.

After getting out of the Porsche, Manhattan took off his outer winter jacket, exposed his diving suit and entered the water. He didn't bring any diving oxygen tanks, so he swam 1 km from the shore, got the target off the boat and drowned in the water.

This approach is very dangerous. If you are not careful, you will exchange your life for your life, and the two will die together.

Gin, who was standing beside Angostella, did not speak. He was holding an identical telescope in his hand.

From the point of view of body and physical fitness, the muscular Manhattan has been exercising diligently in recent years, and of course he can easily kill that guy who has a small belly...what's the name of that guy.

Gin had no expression on his face, he had already forgotten the name of the dying guy.

He put away the binoculars and looked down at Angustra next to him, only to see him lying on the railing, with his entire back undefended in front of him.

Today, Angostella is wearing a thick brown jacket with fleece. When Gin looks at it from the back, he sees two fluffy animal ears on the back hat—this style looks exactly like Shirley. bought.

"..." Gin was silent.

He found that sometimes Angostella has a high level of vigilance and can detect how many enemies are around him from tens of meters away; but sometimes his vigilance is very low, and he has no defense against friends, opponents, or people from many organizations.

However, those people were not on guard against him, including Gin himself.

Angostella is considered an anomaly in the organization. He is friendly to his friends, protective of his subordinates, and occasionally lends a helping hand to colleagues who are a little friendly—even if he doesn’t help, he never makes trouble.

The underage member didn't know anything about Gin's scrutiny. He put away the binoculars, then took out his mobile phone and opened the mailbox.

"...Whose email?" Qin Jiu asked, there was no murderous look in his voice.

"Shirley's, she asked me if I was free for Christmas. She wanted to go to the mall with me. There must be discounts at that time." Angostella replied while operating her mobile phone to reply, "If she gives me a gift, I will You have to be ready to give her a gift in return..."

...I really don't know how a woman like Belmode raised such a heterogeneous organization that "you treat me well, and I will return you".

What's even more amazing is that Angostella himself is different from most people in the organization, but he can make the people around him more and more organized, typical examples are Shirley and Bourbon.

"Gin~lightnovelpub.net~ Do you want a Christmas gift?" Angostella asked suddenly.

Gin glanced at him, his crimson eyes, brighter than blood, standing out against his pale face.

"What are you going to give me?" he asked.

"I can give you a hat, it's very special, you won't be so noticeable after you wear it..." Angustra's eyes fell on his long silver hair, "Or I can help you modify your hat Porsche, let these two cars go faster."

Gin asked again: "Then what do you want, Angostella?"

"What do you want to do to my subordinates in the future, tell me in advance - if it involves the bottom line of the organization or their own will, I will not stop you, but I hope you can tell me... At least let me have a bottom line in my heart."

Angustra looked at him seriously.

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