"Mr. Akai, is that what you want him to do?"

Sitting in the car, Kamal was dumbfounded, not understanding how things had come to this.

Although Rum saw through their plan, the FBI had more manpower than them, and it was possible to leave the other party behind, so how could they retreat like this.

Shuichi Akai didn't answer him, holding the steering wheel with one hand, and took out a brand-new mobile phone from his arms with the other, and skillfully entered a string of numbers.

The beeping phone rang incessantly, but no one answered on the other side, and Akai frowned.

Since this plan was confirmed, he has never contacted Akemi Miyano, originally thinking that this would save the other party, but now it seems that this is not the case.

It's just that the plan has just been executed, and even he can't grasp all the conditions, and how does Rum know his plans and control Akemi from the beginning.

Why, exactly?

"Big brother, Ley seems to be an undercover agent too!"

Vodka held a discounted bento box snatched from a convenience store in his hand, and looked at the gin that was sitting on the front lid of the Porsche, smoking silently, with a hint of weirdness and a hint of sympathy in his voice.

Two of the three most important rookie members of the eldest brother have been finished, and the remaining one has also been fished out by Rum in advance, and he has been busy for a long time, and in the end he is the only loyal little brother.

Vodka sighed deeply, this mood was understandable to him, just as he scratched his heart and lungs at the thought of someone wanting to take his place in the eldest brother's heart, and the eldest brother should feel the same way now.

"Big brother, I will never betray you, let me deal with those two guys!"

Vodka patted his chest and pressed his right hand on his chest, just like the second teenager in the movie when he showed loyalty to the boss of the underworld, with a rustic smile on his originally fierce face.

It's a pity that he underestimated his own volume, and he also forgot the environment he was in, and the door of the convenience store has always been a crowded place.

The two big men in black, who were unkind at first glance, made a provocative language, and the timid and emotional crowd around them already had a tendency to call the police.

Gin: "......"

The silver-haired underworld boss, who was already blocked in his chest with a mouthful of old blood, touched Beretta in his trench coat and gritted his teeth secretly.

He needed a hard-working driver who loved to work overtime, and it took half a minute of silent recitation in his brain before Gin gave up the urge to kill, snatched the lunch box from the vodka's hand, and slipped into the car with a thud.

"Go back to the meeting!"

The stiff words floated out of the car window, with a thick murderous and bloody aura, and the vodka IQ, which was quite sensitive to danger, went online again, and threw the boxed lunch in his hand into the crowd next to him who were staring at him with his mobile phone.

The black Porsche has a handsome tail flick that quickly blends into the Tokyo night.

Rum's email was like a powerful bomb, causing a huge wave in the hearts of the members of the organization, and these usually unruly problem people were like good babies with the bell ringing in class, pushing away everything in their hands and rushing to the meeting place.

Of course, a large part of them are there to watch the show, and the typical representative is Bourbon with dazzling blonde hair.

The usual smile could no longer express his inner thoughts at the moment, and this smiling tiger, who usually did not blink, was rolling up his sleeves to give free bartenders to the other members present.

The atmosphere in the bar was quite lively, and everyone was very face-saving, and the names of the drinks were reported one after another, only a few serious waiters in the corner were crying and sad, probably guessing that tonight was unusual, and they couldn't really rejoice.

Gin walked in with a black face, and a shot exploded the loud stereo, and several members who writhed to the rhythm of the music stopped.

"Bourbon, have you been active lately?"

Gin snorted coldly and looked at the culprit who was hiding in the counter waving his flag.

He hadn't seen whiskey lately, and he couldn't help but want to kill when he saw it, especially at this time.

Bourbon shrugged his shoulders, looking scared, propped himself on the counter with one hand, flipped over lightly, and hid behind the absinthe and pretended to be pitiful.

Gin froze, a trace of exhaustion flashed in his cold and cruel green eyes, this was the only bottle of real wine left in the whiskey group, and he endured it.

Gin closed his eyes, and walked to the basement with his head covered.

"It's a meeting!"

The vodka fox that followed shouted loudly, and disappeared at the intersection with the gin.

"Cowardice!"

Bourbon pouted unwillingly, he was a little excited at the moment, and he wanted to find someone to have a friendly exchange, but no one seemed to be on the road tonight.

Alas, it's really uncomfortable for him!

Seeing the bigwigs disappear at the entrance of the basement, several peripheral members who were counting mushrooms in the corner immediately ran up and quickly cleaned up the messy bar, trying to get out of here alive before the group of evil gods came out.

In the basement, everyone sat down, staring at the gin with their eyes closed.

The last time he was so complete was after the identity of the Scottish undercover agent was revealed, but he dramatically avoided the first wave of pursuit at that time, and later ate and lived with the woman, even if they wanted to, they couldn't find a chance.

In the end, it was the boss who came forward and reassigned the task for them, but I don't know what the process is this time.

FBI agents, thinking of Ley's true identity, everyone invariably looked at absinthe, the United States is the territory in charge!

Absinthe leaned lazily back in his chair, ignoring everyone's meaningful gaze, his purple lipstick lips slightly open, and a series of English floated out of his mouth.

“A secret mankes a woman woman。”

Shanti exaggerated a vomiting expression, the phoenix butterfly in the corner of her eyes cocked her tail openly, and the absinthe smiled slightly, but she didn't see it.

"Long time no see, how are you doing?"

The electronic screen facing the table suddenly lit up, revealing a vague figure from above.

The voice of the speaker is gentle, and there is cozy music playing in the background, which is out of place with everyone present, like a lamb that has suddenly burrowed into a wolf pack, making people seem a little confused.

"Good evening, boss!"

Gin suddenly opened his eyes, lowered his arm around his shoulder, and politely greeted the person on the screen.

Shanti immediately closed her mouth and sat obediently on the chair, staring at the screen with her two eyes shining, as if she wanted to stare out of a hole.

Since she started doing this business, she hadn't seen Gin so polite.

The smile on Bourbon's face slowly faded, and the originally translucent eyes condensed into a dark shadow, weaving all emotions into it, and in the end, only madness and destruction remained.

Lowering his head slightly, the corners of his mouth hooked up a touch of mockery, he thought that the person who appeared on the electronic screen tonight would be the dragon who could not see the end, but he didn't expect it to be the boss, the owner of this criminal organization.

The person who can only be called in the email has finally revealed his true nature, and Ley's exposure is simply worth it!

Bourbon licked his back molars, his eyes tinged with curiosity, and like most of the members present, he looked at the blurred figure on the electronic screen.

Rum is the highest level he can contact at the moment, and the boss is still dealing with it for the first time, but unfortunately, this one is as cautious as Rum, and he is a typical turtle with a shrunken head, so he has to use a voice changer to communicate across the screen, and he can't extract any useful information at all.