Gin put away the pistol, fixed the slightly tilted earphones, and left leisurely. Belmode was on his way back, and the battle on Bourbon's side had just ended. The mission was successfully completed, and no high-level personnel died.

"Jim Wright, a yellow McLaren 600lt is leaving, I can't stop it." Chianti's voice sounded in the headphones, his tone was quite irritable, and the sound of gunshots could be heard over there.

"Let him go." Jimlet immediately replied. It would be incredible if Chianti could stop Gin. On the other side, Gin controlled the steering wheel with one hand and accurately avoided the sniper, making sure that there was no one on that side.

After being able to shoot again, take a detour from the path and speed onto the main road.

"So there are helpers~" Belmod sat on the motorcycle and chuckled, "No wonder you can rush over to help Bourbon."

"I pulled over temporarily to help." Jim Wright did not deny it. Porsche 911, Harley V-rod motorcycle, Dodge Viper 1996 SRT-10 GTS sports car, and white Mazda RX-7 FD3S left the place. If Chianti had been there before

If they didn't see the car coming in, then Gin would definitely have arrived earlier than them! But that guy has been hiding there and not making a move! Jimlet felt a dull pain in his arm. It was really too much. He was in the Northeast District before.

I had a close brush with death several times! Not even helping me... is too much!

"Who is it?" Bourbon asked curiously.

"A pervert with a ruthless style and a cold-blooded personality." Jimlet couldn't help but complain, remembering that when he fell into Gin's hands for training, one was miserable and the other was unbearable to look at. The key is that

The guy was leisurely leaning aside and playing online games!

The person who could make Jimlet say such words, Bourbon imagined, should be a man who looked strong and ferocious, with a violent and terrifying face, and a physique far beyond that of ordinary people.

A pervert with a ruthless style and a cold-blooded personality: "..."

Gin's hand holding the cigarette paused slightly, and he blew out the smoke ring carelessly. He controlled the steering wheel with one hand and pressed the earphones with the other. "Gimlet," the pervert said in a vague tone, because he had a cigarette in his mouth and his voice was also unclear.

It was a bit vague, "Meet you at the 003 training base at eight o'clock in the evening."

Jim Wright: "!!!"

Jimlet's expression suddenly froze. Who can tell him why Gin is still in the communication channel?!

"You're still here..." Jimlet thought about Gin's methods, and his whole body felt bad. "Can I not go there?"

Humble Jim Wright begs for mercy online.

Gin didn't respond and the communication was cut off. It seemed that there was no further discussion.

"I was caught talking bad things about people behind their backs~" Belmode's smiling voice sounded in the earphones, and Jimlet said that he was very tired now and didn't want to talk.

"Belmod, who is that person?" Bourbon heard a voice he had never heard before, and showed full curiosity.

"Gin," Belmod said, considering that almost no one at the middle and lower levels of the organization knew about Gin, and only senior members who were senior members for more than four years knew of his existence, he kindly gave Bonko an introduction, "but the outside world

They usually call him the God of Death." As for Gin's identity being exposed? Does that man seem to care about these things? What's more, Gin will need to take over the work of RB in the future, and sooner or later other people in the organization will know him, she said in advance

It’s nothing.

Bourbon's face darkened, and another Codename member appeared, and he seemed to have a higher status than Jimlet.

Gin, also known as gin or gin, was first produced in the Netherlands and became world-famous after being mass-produced in the United Kingdom. It is the largest category of spirits in the world. The liquid is colorless and transparent, with a strange and fragrant smell.

It has a mellow and refreshing taste and can be drunk alone, mixed with other wines or used as the base of cocktails, so some people call gin the "heart of cocktails".

When Shuichi Akai asked about the last of the three core members of the organization, Bellmode said "he is the heart of the organization", and gin was known as the "heart of the cocktail". In other words, the last core member of the organization

The code name is probably gin!

Bourbon has never heard of the code name "gin", but he has heard of the legend of the God of Death. It seems that his previous guess about the mysterious voice can also be established. Only a physique far beyond that of ordinary people can obtain the God of Death that makes the entire underground world fearful.

Name, only cruel and ruthless methods can suppress those lawless gangsters who are wandering on the edge of life and death.

Bourbon really wanted to go to the 003 training base to meet this core member, but he couldn't resist that it was a private training base. He didn't know where it was and couldn't get in.

"I have never heard of the code name 'gin' at all," Chianti's voice sounded in the headphones. Bourbon silently gave Chianti a thumbs up. He also wanted to know more about gin, but he was too inquisitive.

Most of them are a bit deliberate, "Is he very strong?"

"Don't talk about anything else, just snipe him and beat you up." Jimlet recovered from the blow of being forced to accept the assessment. Hearing Chianti's voice, he casually said that Gin cooperated with him to complete the task a few years ago.

During the mission, he shot the enemy in the head at a distance of 700 yards, and he had never seen Gin practicing sniping.

"I want to compete with him." Colen also participated in the discussion. He was not interested in gin, but after hearing that Jimlet said that the opponent's sniping level was very high, he naturally couldn't help but want to compete. In the underground world, following the strong

or is quite normal.

"You will be able to meet him in a while," Jimlet looked at the time. He had to go to the training base after going back to have a meal. He was heartbroken, "I will discuss it with him then." After saying that, he ended the communication directly, and several cars

The cars drove in different directions.

…

Eight o'clock in the evening, 003 training base.

When Jimlet came over, Gin was sitting on the sofa playing with his tablet. He was also wearing a pair of black and silver suspended earphones on his ears, with black earphone wires hanging from his ears.

"What are you looking at me doing? Don't you know the process?" Gin said without raising his head. How could he not know? He was tortured by the training programs here. Jimlet sighed, hoping that he could survive until tomorrow in good health.

He put on the weights and started the training program honestly. While dodging the darts that came out of nowhere, he took the gun to shoot at the moving targets, and the speed became faster and faster. After a while, Jimlet's forehead was covered with sweat.

beads.

By the time it was over, someone had almost collapsed on the ground, sweating profusely, as if he had been fished out of the water, and his body was full of the smell of blood and sweat.

"Much better than before." Gin looked at the data on the tablet. To be honest, Jimlet is much stronger now than when he first received training. His physical strength and speed have increased significantly. He has not been idle in the past few years.

,Can.

"Get up and continue." The silver-haired demon looked at the poor little one lying on the ground. He showed no mercy at all. Jimlet swallowed his blood and tears. When he could beat Gin, he would definitely press Gin on the ground and rub him!

With this impossible idea in mind, Jimlet was full of fighting spirit.

The idea was beautiful, but the reality was cruel. After being taken out by Gin and scolded, Jimlet collapsed on the ground and couldn't get up at all. All the muscles in his body were shouting, "That's it." As if he heard the sound of nature, Jimlet was full of emotions.

He looked at Gin with tears in his eyes.

The silver-haired man finally stood up from the sofa, kicked Jimlet's legs, "Go take a shower."

Let him rest for a while. He has no strength to stand up now. Jimlet sat on the ground and watched Gin adjust the difficulty of the training facility to the highest level, and then walked in. Forty-five minutes later, Gin was unscathed.

When he walked out, he was just slightly out of breath. At this level, he could recover after a short rest. "It's not that difficult." Gin moved his wrist, looked at the scarred Jimlet, and said something very Versailles-like.

Jim Wright: "..."

Which lunatic just wanted to push this non-human being to the ground and rub him?

How can ordinary people like them compare to non-human beings?

Gin is indeed a pervert, identification completed.

Jimlet said that he was just an ordinary person and should not compare the level of non-human beings with him. After being hanged and beaten by Gin in the training facility, Jimlet silently went to the bathroom. After washing off the smell of sweat, he treated the wound and waited for Jimlet.

When he came out, Gin had long since disappeared.

"Alas..." Jimlet looked at the bandages on his body, recalled Gin's skills, and was curious about where the gentleman got such a humanoid weapon.

Fortunately, this human weapon was not their enemy, otherwise he would have cried to death.

Gin doesn't know about Jimlet's inner voice. Even if he knew, he wouldn't care. He has been trained in various extremes since he was a child and cultivated with various precious Chinese herbal medicines and biological agents. Anyone who can survive in such a place is not thousands of miles away.

A master of picking?

I put down my weapons at the safe house, changed my clothes, changed my car, and came to my villa in Mihua Town. "Meow!" The little black ball pounced on me as always.

Gin took off his headphones and put them on the table. He entered the shower room with a bath towel, washed away the smell of blood on his body, and came out fresh. He put on his loose casual clothes. Only then did Gin feel in the mood to tease the cat with a laser pointer.

.

The little black ball jumped up and down in the villa, which consumed most of the kitten's energy, and then went to bed.

As for dinner, he took care of it before going to the 003 base. Of course, he cooked it himself in another villa. The previous outfit was not suitable for wandering around in the street.

Gin has no interest in actively causing trouble.
Chapter completed!