"Huh? His lover's best friend? What do you mean? ”

Akemi and Gray Yuan looked at each other, very dazed.

They didn't see the text message sent by Kishida, so naturally they didn't know who the lover was referring to.

"Shuichi Akai's lover is gin, as for 'lover's best friend' .... Probably, probably, vodka, right? ”

Kishida rubbed his chin and replied with no certainty.

But come to think of it, it's probably vodka.

After all, if anyone is closest to Gin, almost inseparable, and can go to play roller coaster together, it is naturally his little brother, vodka.

"He broke one of the arms of vodka?"

Gray Yuan's small mouth opened slightly, a little unbelievable, and his cute little nose wrinkled, and his eyes were slightly round.

Even though there are a lot of rumors in the organization, they can't see the ups and downs in their hearts, thinking that he is relying on the ability to "sneak around and shoot horses", and barely mix the organization's liquor code, but Gray Yuan, who has more contact with vodka, knows that he doesn't want to be as unbearable as they say. And luckily.

What's more, vodka is at least proficient in driving all means of transportation, even helicopters, etc., with ease.

This alone is not in the organization, those ordinary grassroots cadres can be slandered, people can fly vodka, they, heh, ordinary people are at most flying... Cough!

"Well, so he's in a good mood right now, and he says he owes me a favor. Hehe~"

Kishida explained, but he couldn't help but whisper a few times, which made Akemi and Gray Yuan inexplicable for a while.

"Junior brother, what do you want to do? You don't want to mix it in directly, do you? ”

Suddenly, with a flash of inspiration, Akemi hurriedly asked, thinking that Kishida wanted to "die" again.

“....... How can it be! I'm not so bored that I'll get into it directly, I have this spare time, stay at home with you and watch a movie, it's not fragrant! ”

Kishida rolled his eyes, and then, under Akemi's gaze, edited another text message for Shuichi Akai.

[As Batman, I never ask for anything in return, but you really feel that you owe me a favor, if you want to change it, it's not impossible, you can slap yourself ten times, or have the opportunity to meet in the future, run online, you let me reward you with a few slaps. 】

Still without retaining a trace of hostility, Kishida sent this text message directly to him under the eyes of Ming Meimei.

Then, Kishida pushed Dr. Asasa and planned to redevelop his right hand glove.

It's just that before the person sat down, the mobile phone rang again.

Unhurriedly open it and take a look.

[Heh! 】

Sure enough, it is impossible for such a proud person to let go of his dignity for this, no matter how happy he is today.

Kishida closed his phone without any surprise and concentrated on what he was doing now.

As for tomorrow's invitation, it depends on what the woman means.

~~~

On the other side, in the city of Seitama, the rain was still falling on a dull night, and the air was filled with a pungent and unpleasant smell, and the air seemed to be as quiet as frozen, and only the sound of car engines could be heard.

The silence of the night was clear, and the air became thicker, as if something was sticking to it, and it seemed difficult to breathe. A Porsche 356A slashes by, followed by a Dodge Viper 1996 SRT-10 GTS sports car.

As the car drove fast, the rain from the ground splashed up, forming several columns of water in the air, and then disappearing without a trace as if nothing had happened.

It's just that if nothing really happened, Gin's face wouldn't be as black as a frying pan, and his heart would have been filled with killing intent.

If he hadn't sensed it in time just now and pulled the impulsive vodka back, he would not just have broken his arm, but his head would have been blown up! However, even now vodka is alive, but only half a life remains.

Moreover, Vodka's arm has been broken, even if he rushes to the hospital to which the organization belongs now and takes back half of his arm, whether he can recover to a good state is still a question mark.

For a killer, especially a killer who is proficient in driving, in this case, let alone killing the enemy on the battlefield in the future, I'm afraid that even his own "dry food" is a problem!

Through the rearview mirror of the car, Gin looked at the back seat, lying on the vodka with half an arm missing, frowning tightly and fainting. The severed arm wrapped in gauze at random, and the blood kept spilling, soaking the gauze and dyeing it red, which looked a little shocking.

And the vodka that passed out, because of the burning pain from the broken arm, and the heart-rending pain, he couldn't help but shiver in his sleep, and couldn't help shrinking his body, and his legs involuntarily clenched a little, looking like a poor big brown bear.

All of this was seen by Gin wordlessly.

However, this man still had a cold face, but there was a faint cold light flashing in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a cruel and bloodthirsty arc, and then looked at Vodka, his eyes were full of "disdain" and "mockery".

"You're so vulnerable! Vodka! It's no wonder that the group of inferior guys in the organization look down on you so much. ”

The cold voice that whispered to the point of almost silence sounded, it was a wonderful sound, like an invisible sense of oppression, suppressing the human heart, suppressing the breathing, and when people listened to it, they couldn't help but feel the sound of dense sweat on their foreheads.

No matter who it is, as long as they participate in this shootout, they will definitely not be able to escape the involvement, they will all die, they will die!

Red Siamese Cat! Shuichi Akai!!

Gin's eyes were so cold that they almost condensed into ice slag, and his eyes were full of crazy killing intent.

Then, I saw him driving the Porsche 356A faster and faster, running red lights all the way, overtaking directly, overtaking was not finished, and then turned around, continued to overtake, scolding, scolding one after another, some car owners were directly frightened stupid by this crazy speed,

Even the Dodge Viper behind him was left far behind.

"Someone is going to die a miserable death, hahaha~~"

Inside the Dodge Viper cart, Chianti laughed nervously.

Happy, so happy!

The first time I saw it, a man like Gin, who was as cold as an ice cube, would also be crazy like this.

It's really, so interesting.

It's a pity that the stinky woman didn't have the chance to see this scene.

"Quiet, Chianti! If you don't want to die, shut up! ”

However, Cohen, who has always been silent, couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat and snorted coldly.

~~~

PS: A bit of a carvin.