Maybe it's because the nicotine in tobacco will be extraordinarily active in the brain, accelerating the secretion of hormones in the nerves, plus Kazama's body at this time is indeed only the size of 6 or 7 years old, and the resistance to irritating substances in tobacco is greatly reduced. Shaking his head self-deprecatingly, what do you think of a first-grade elementary school student, you don't have that heart or that strength. I pulled out the cork of the red wine, poured half a glass into the goblet on the table, and gently shook it and took a small sip...... Tastes good...... Although Kazama can't taste the quality of sake at all. Maybe it was the slam that Vermouth noticed when he pulled out the cork, or maybe it was just a coincidence, in short, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped, Kazama turned around, faced the direction of the bathroom, extinguished the cigarette in his mouth, took out the pistol in his pocket, quickly pulled the bullet into loading, and put it on the computer desk on the right hand, shaking the half glass of red wine in his left hand, I heard that such a posture will cause a lot of psychological pressure on people, But I didn't know that as soon as I came out of the shower and saw a man with a gun next to my bed aiming at me, the fright would be even greater. Eyes focused on the door, the slight tremor of the doorknob was accurately captured by Kazama, obviously Vermouth was about to come out, and after a moment of silence in his heart, Kazama lifted the transformation technique, and faced her as she was.

So, when Vermouth opened the bathroom door, he wanted to laugh, although it was a strange thing for a person to suddenly appear in the room, but the child in front of him was really a little too funny. Sitting on the swivel chair in front of the computer desk, staring at himself with a slightly red face, his legs together, trying his best to rotate the chair, but his legs were too short to touch the ground at all, spinning the goblet in his hand vigorously, with a trace of red wine marks on the corner of his mouth, probably he had drunk a lot, but there was still some red wine spilled out with his rapid shaking, how funny the action was. Probably seeing the hint of mockery in Vermouth's eyes, Kazama picked up the pistol that belonged to Vermouth in his right hand and pointed at her across the bed, "Vermouth, I've finally found you, let me see the face you kept in the shower, it seems that this is what you are." ”

Maybe it was because he heard Kazama call out his code name directly, or maybe it was the way it was, Vermouth finally began to face Kazama, the aura of the child in front of him was not like a real 6-year-old child, like a cunning old fox. Old Fox ...... Shrink...... Looking at the pistol in Kazama's hand, Vermouth reached up to the sides of her head, as if she had simply raised her hands, but as she straightened her body, the bath towel tied to her body began to fall naturally, as if she didn't notice at all, and her eyes were fixed on Kazama's eyes. As Vermouth expected, the moment Kazama was stunned, Vermouth had already rolled over from the bed, his back was on the bed, his left leg was bent back, and his right leg ejected, and a kick hit Kazama's right hand, and the gun in Kazama's hand was kicked out in pain, and Kazama, who had no time to react, could only watch Vermouth take the gun, open the safe, and aim at his head, "Now the situation is reversed, little guy." ”

Not caring about the firearm in her hand at all, Kazama continued to shake the red wine in her hand wholeheartedly, and drank it all with her head up, "It's really boring, I even wore underwear in the bath towel, no wonder people say that the more beautiful a woman is, the more she can deceive people, and it's true." ”

"Are you complimenting your sister on her beauty?" Vermouth kept a charming smile, the gun in his hand swaying slightly, bobbing back and forth in front of Kazama's head.

"Obviously." Following her words and complimenting, Kazama directly said his intentions, "I came to you to negotiate a deal, if you think the gun in your hand can give you enough security, you can pull the trigger and try, I don't think you couldn't hit me last time, how can your marksmanship improve in just a few days." ”

Hearing Kazama's words, Vermouth's face became a little gloomy, being able to say her code name already shows that he has a certain degree of understanding of the organization's activities and personnel composition, and can say that he didn't hit me a few days ago, she thought of the mysterious child who appeared unexpectedly, but Vermouth has repeatedly confirmed that she has been killed, what is going on? He didn't try to shoot, and the gun in his hand was not equipped with a silencer, even if he really shot him, it was easy to reveal his identity and cause unnecessary trouble, and his reaction didn't seem to be fake, maybe the pistol really couldn't do anything to him. Throwing the pistol onto the bed behind him, Vermouth approached Kazama, snatched the glass from Kazama's hand, poured in most of the red wine, and re-stuffed the cork, glancing at Kazama with disgusted eyes, presumably complaining that he had been leaving the wine hanging out after pouring. Vermouth leaned on the half-human-high computer desk with her legs crossed, shook it slightly, and then drank it down, a subtle trace of red liquid running down the corners of her mouth, down her neck and near her collarbone, sexy, elegant, beautiful, as if no words were enough to describe the fragrant scene in front of her. Slightly proudly watching Kazama's self-swallowing saliva, Vermouth put down the goblet in his hand, "Little brother, you have investigated your sister clearly, and you should introduce yourself as well." ”

"My name is Senju Kazama, I'm a ninja, and my current appearance is my original appearance, in fact, we've met for a long time." Before the words fell, Kazama had changed into the appearance he had just placed the parasite in the garage of the mall, looking at Vermouth's very surprised expression, Kazama shook his head, his tone was a little aggrieved, "It seems that you didn't notice me at that time, so now?" This time, Vermouth's mouth was already long, and her expression was slightly sluggish, because Kazama had turned into Jiraiya's appearance, and there was a bullet mark in the middle of her forehead, which was Vermouth herself confirmed that she had been shot and died, and looked at her with satisfaction, "You finally remembered me, how about it, can you talk about our deal now?" ”

Kazama, who had changed back to his own appearance, pouted a little dissatisfied, "At that time, I wanted to come and talk to you, but I still have to deal with the 3 billion yen, but fortunately I came in time this time, otherwise I'm afraid you will run away." Kazama, who stood up, was still much shorter than Vermouth, and jumped onto the computer desk, looking Vermouth level in the eyes, "Now...... You can't escape. Calmly saying this, Kazama patted Vermouth on the back, and a slight sensation came that couldn't tell whether it was painful or itchy, "You...... What did you do? Vermouth turned her head vigorously, but couldn't see what was going on behind her back at all, so she asked Kazama. Kazama stretched out his right hand flat, opened the small fist he was holding, and flattened his palm, a small beetle still crawling in his palm, "Say hello to this beautiful sister." "I saw that the parasite tried its best to use its six thin hind legs as support, and its whole body leaned forward slightly, and its head kept shaking up and down, a bit like a bowing action." This friend of mine is called a parasite, and he is a trained little guy who is best at reconnaissance and assassination, and he should fall in love with your beautiful and sexy body. Kazama gently smacked his mouth, feeling like he had eaten some delicious food, the infinite aftertaste in his mouth, and the slightly obscene movements made Vermouth feel a chill in his heart, and his legs were a little weak.

"What do you want?" At this time, Vermouth was not panicked, and was able to put this bug into his body without any reaction, but he was still here to talk about the deal calmly, which showed that this little guy still had something to ask for himself, at least killing himself would not achieve his goal, and the deal might still be possible if he mastered this.

Looking approvingly at Vermouth, who had regained her composure, it was no wonder that she would become the most trusted woman of the organization boss, it was really very unusual, "I want to learn your disguise and voice changing techniques, as for the price, you can open it casually, whether it is 3 billion yen stolen from the bank, or the management officer Matsumoto Kiyocho, or that small SD card, as long as you open your mouth, I can give it to you." "Kazama's negotiation skills are relatively simple and rude, he likes to confess all his chips at once, and if he says it, it can be regarded as a one-size-ten-style transaction. As if suddenly coming to his senses, Kazama patted his head, "Of course, after teaching me your skills, the parasite will no longer affect you." As if he hadn't seen the small movements behind Vermouth, Kazama turned on the computer in front of him, called up the map nearby, and said to himself, "From here, travel 5.3 kilometers south-east, which is about ...... Let me see...... Near the 5-chome of Rice Flower Town, are you going to ask for his help? ”