So when Gin came in with his special little brother Vodka, what he saw was the other three people having a good time, and Toru Amuro holding two glasses of milk alone and not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"Hey, long time no see, Gin, you seem to be in a good mood?"

Kahn continued to drink his Tequila Sunrise and raised an eyebrow at Gin who came over.

He has been collecting tasks from each other this week, and the relationship between the two is much better than at the beginning.

The black coat with the chilling air-conditioning and bloody smell brushed against Kahn's side. Gin lowered the brim of the black hat. He still looked cold, but there was an obvious sneer in his voice: "Yes, because I have dealt with a lot in the past few days.

A mouse."

Speaking of the reason why these rats were discovered, it was all thanks to Kahn. If this guy hadn't completed the task very efficiently, Gin wouldn't have been able to extract tasks from low-level personnel all over Japan. If it hadn't been for the tasks of low-level personnel being extracted.

If we leave, those rats won't be exposed so quickly.

As we all know, real employees will only cheer because the number of tasks is reduced, and only undercover agents will think about contacting more tasks to obtain intelligence.

Therefore, the sudden reduction in the amount of tasks made those undercover agents think that they were exposed. They could not calm down and acted more aggressively, so they were caught.

But if you put it this way, the most suspicious thing is——

Gin's cold gaze shot out from those green eyes, as if looking at a dead person, with a strong murderous aura.

Several people present couldn't help but become nervous.

"Hey, hey, hey, I always feel like you are thinking about something very dangerous."

Kahn tore open a small bag of candy corn and threw it into his mouth. He had already received information about gin from Tequila. He was suspicious and ruthless and hated traitors the most, so he was not nervous at the moment. Instead, he comforted the tense body around him.

of three people.

"Heh, you do get along well with the three of them."

Seeing this scene, Gin couldn't help but mocked, but after he saw clearly the dejected expressions on the faces of the three newcomers, he remained strangely silent for a moment.

He clearly remembered that when the three of them were taken away by Kahn, they were still full of energy and energy. Why did they turn into such a look of kidney deficiency a week later?

Has cornwine drained the three newcomers from the inside out?

"Can you speak in a normal tone? Besides, training new people is an order directly given to me by the gentleman. Of course I have to behave well, not to mention that I am not like someone else. I am gentle and patient.

Where is the senior?"

Kahn didn't notice Gin's silence. He bit into the candy corn in his mouth and slowly smiled at the other party amid the sweet smell of the candy corn.

"If I hadn't known about Mexico's bloody twelve weeks, I would really have believed your pretentious smile."

Gin lit a cigarette. He didn't know what he was thinking of, but his tone suddenly weakened.

Twelve bloody weeks in Mexico?

The three people standing aside silently wrote down this vocabulary, intending to go back and look it up.

"Is that my fault? It's obviously because there were too many undercover agents in Mexico at the time, and they weren't at the Tokyo headquarters."

Kahn looked helpless when he thought about the past. In those days, he rolled more crazily for the value of the rolls than he does now, and those undercover agents who wanted to get more information all came to him.

So he took those undercover agents with him. He didn't understand the limits of the normal human body, and those undercover agents wouldn't take the initiative to back down. As a result, the undercover agents were trapped to death.

Yes, that's right, they died suddenly on the job because of long hours and high-intensity work.

Conscience of heaven and earth! He is really not that cruel, nor does he have the ability to identify undercover agents in a second, but this matter was spread falsely, and by the time he wanted to stop it, the rumors had spread to a quite exaggerated level.

Of course Gin would not believe Kahn. He took a deep breath from his cigar and blew out a smoke ring: "Tokyo rats, hey, are you interested in catching rats together?"

Kahn shook his head: "No, I'm really not good at catching undercover agents."

"Yeah?"

"Yes, and sometimes I think you are too sensitive."

Kahn swallowed the candy corn in his mouth. He remembered the gun pointed at him not long ago and drank the Tequila Sunrise in his hand.
Chapter completed!