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Karasuma Xia Shilian bounced up instantly.

The car door really opened, and Gin, who came first, jumped suddenly.

He, Gin, witnessed the red apricot coming out of the wall today.

The red apricot is still automatically on the wall.

Vodka green face, green head, like an iron rooster without saying a word, the north wind followed, bent down, reached out and grabbed the quilt and lifted it, the air conditioner was completely wet......

Great.

"Got on the pee?"

Beifeng asked.

The Atmosphere Killer, the serious Grim Reaper looked at Toru Amuro, the stunner, shook his head and nodded frantically.

"That's Khan!"

Karasuma Natsushilian was explaining to Vodka that Vodka's hand was already on the steering wheel.

Chianti looked at the carload of men, looked back at the well-behaved old man with a blushing face, and rolled his eyes.

"You... Are you going to get in the car? Cohen's face was red, and he squirmed so loudly that it took Chianti a moment to realize that he was talking to her.

She glanced into the car.

Yaga!

The men in there...... They're in! ……

It's time for a fool to get in the car! Although she is happy to make Gin unhappy, but... Chianti thinks that her brain is not bad, and she will never joke with her life.

So, the woman unreasonably grabbed Cohen by the collar and rummaged through his pocket.

After searching for a long time and not finding any change that could be used for a ride, Chianti angrily shook off Cohen.

"What do you want!"

Cohen, of course, couldn't accept that he was disliked by Queen Titi, so he took out his shoes one by one, turned over the soles, and pulled out neatly folded banknotes, accompanied by the smell of expired old eggs in the air.

Chianti: "......"

"Let's go! Hitchhike! ”

It's not the right thing, it's not the right person, it's the money that doesn't come from, anyway, it's the driver who is unlucky, not her.

Ten minutes later, Chianti and Cohen were in the first class...... On the outer wall, the wind is blowing, sailing into the distance, everything is picturesque......

Except for the two pairs of dull eyes after the sun sets.

"Cohen, next time I'm going to sit in the car."

"Hmm."

"Cohen, don't put money in your shoes next time."

"Hmm."

"Can you not?"

"Oh, yes, ah? Ha! ”

Chianti: "......"

"Forget it, Cohen, I think I need a seat."

"Sit me, I'll be your seat."

The old man hunched over, stretched out his hand to Chianti, and looked at Chianti with a look of longing with the eyes of an honest man.

Chianti slapped his hand away.

"Idiot ......"

A woman's low murmur wafted in the wind.

Cohen's ears moved, but he didn't speak.

They're just for ordinary partners, wooden feelings, really.

……

The "FBI" caught "Shui Wue." Gin's voice was faint: "The next plan is to "snatch" Kiel back, regardless of life or death." ”

Curaçao's list of Mud evidence had Kir on it, and Gin thought carefully about Kiel's example...

Oh, an "undercover agent" who stepped on the old "undercover"? If you want to check the relationship between her and the guy a few years ago, it will be clear if she is undercover or not.

Kiel's identity is quite easy to settle, as for Bourbon, he will be locked up for a few days, and then dare to do this in his car today......

As soon as Qin's aura came out, the surroundings were silent for a moment, only the sleeves of the vodka's clothes were still torn long, covering Gin's sight of the north wind.

Gin rolled back his sleeves, and the two began to make eye contact.

Gin: Take care of your driver.

North Wind: That's your driver too.

Gin thought about it, it seemed that it was true, he really had no objection to sharing the driver with Moët & Chandon.

Moët & Chandon is his, and his is still his, so Gin actually wants to have it all unilaterally.

However, Xiao Ming, who protects the short, obviously will not hand over the wild driver

Really...... Let's find a way to beat him up first.

It's all his fault anyway.

Beifeng suddenly felt a clear chill, and as soon as he turned around, he saw Gin leaning on the seat next to him looking at him, with a smile on the corner of his mouth and an indescribable emotion in his eyes.

The north wind glared back at him.

Gin suddenly brought a smile to his face.

His feet were lifted up, and they were covered with another pair of simple and cute little white shoes.

Hitting is kissing, scolding, and love, and loving to the depths and kicking with your feet.

North Wind: "......"

His hand accidentally pinched the screaming chicken hidden in his arms.

"Fruit through the country!"

The Atmosphere Killer is online again, and Gin is frightened by this sudden scream, and his skull hits the ceiling, and he looks at the north wind in a daze.

But his feet are still on the feet of the north wind, and he just doesn't let go.

The north wind said solemnly: "Put your feet." ”

Gin shook his head.

"Be careful that I step back." Beifeng said seriously.

"It's okay, the black shoes I'm wearing, dominant." Gin's eyes swept away, with a smile of love (change) at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes hinted wildly: If you dare to step on me with your foot, you will be finished.

Amuro hugged himself tightly, shivering on the side.

My motherland's mother, save the child, this place is high-energy, and the little undercover agent is not long-lasting enough to stand it!

……

Seeing that Beifeng stretched out his feet expressionlessly, and then withdrew it, the next second, his eyes became sharp, majestic, and fierce, and Gin did not panic.

The beautiful hand pulled away Gin's leg, and in the next second, Lao Qin's foot was forced to move, and his own left foot was just over his right foot.

Beifeng also defended seriously: "I didn't step on it with my feet." ”

Gin: "......"

Beifeng also added: "I have seen self-touching, and now I have seen self-stepping, a model piano worker, so elegant, I have seen it for a long time." ”

Gin's pectoral muscles throbbed.

He had never seen such a BB, and the dedicated employees of the distillery were afraid that he could be called undercover by him......

Gin's desire to beat people has risen again.

Thereupon...

Amuro was inexplicably knocked on the head, and his face was full of question marks.

Eating melons ends here, it may be a loss, the gin is a lot, the north wind also sits and does not speak, one of the drivers in the front row is still "so annoyed", probably because I think I can't pounce on others if you pounce, and the other is blindly explained by the blind man touching the elephant, completely inheriting the upside-down black and white of the north wind, and said that the sky is falling, but the vodka who fell into self-thinking didn't listen to a word, he just stared at the "small" mouth in front of him seriously, and his eyes were dull.

What does a man look like a nymphomaniac, you know...

Vodka drives on the left side of the brain, the right brain also drives, this car is not the other car, everything is in plain sight...

The organization is still in action.

……

The classic choice of three choices, but not the selection of prisoners, but the selection of hostages, or undercover, Gin in line with the principle of being an undercover agent of the factory and dying in the winery, does his best to carry out actions and do what model workers love to do.

He looked at the two cars with nine people in front of him, one car with two people, and listened to Chianti's report: "Kiel is in the second car, and Shuichi Akai is protecting the car." ”

Gin glanced at the north wind.

"Moët & Chandon, you pick one."

"The third." Beifeng said expressionlessly.

"Okay, track the third one." Gin also replied with a blank face.

Chianti was still roaring violently: "Hey! Gin, what are you doing! This is a big deal, you listen to Moët & Chandon and make a fart! The tracking job is that I'm doing ok! ”

Gin hung up the phone.

Na...

The world is pure.

Gin didn't want to chase the second car, after all, now go directly to Mang Akai Shuichi, it's too troublesome, it's okay to add workload to yourself, that's not what model workers love to do.

"Speaking of Moët, why did you choose three?"

"Well, three long and one short choose the shortest." As a teaching Grim Reaper, Beifeng answered seriously.

Gin opened his mouth and was finally speechless.

The person chosen by himself, no matter how hard and tired he is, he has to bear it with a smile, and this so-called pain is happy.