Ke Xue invades the three-dimensional

Chapter 92

Yuan Qianmu, this man's essence that cannot be worn away by time is definitely holding grudges.

He can forget the color schemes of the idiots who didn't appear in the comics, but he will definitely not forget that when he comes back, he will send three undercover agents to make their debuts, and he will beat up the idiots who have harmed him one by one...

He will never forget that he promised to "revenge" the woman who cares most about him in the two worlds combined.

Although I had long forgotten what the object of revenge was, after I came back, I glanced at the script for a while, and only managed to regain some memory...

Well, it is true that deliberate revenge is regarded as flattering their small characters.

Qian Mu remembered again that the reason why he didn't deal with the little characters quickly and neatly was because the clowns had fled outside the Jierong area. He was busy researching the gem of immortality he had just obtained, and planned to wait until the world fusion was over, and then slow down. Slow to find someone to settle accounts.

There is no need to say more about what happened later, anyway, it is something that men don't care too much about nowadays, but it is not very pleasant in retrospect.

The limited world view, the failure of the gem of immortality research, and the failure of the world fusion, these do not seem to have anything to do with the gem-hunting circus-oh, the "zoo" organization.

So Qian Mushun came up with a well-founded logic: if it wasn't for the people from the "zoo" who approached Dr. Alex and lured Dr. Alex to defect with the gems, he would not have taken the traitor away if he happened to go to the research institute to relax. If you hit it right, you won't take the useless gems you got at the time as life-saving straws.

"Well, that's it, the reasons for venting anger are completely sufficient."

"How can this be regarded as venting anger? It is their honor to help you vent your anger with very little value in existence."

Belmode smiled: "You are not wrong, yes, what you do is correct. It is those garbage who don't pick when, but insist on jumping out at the most critical moment to make trouble, wasting your precious It's time... Hehe, it's too easy to just throw it into the trash can, should it be sent to the slaughterhouse or the incinerator?"

While the woman's red lips moved lightly, she uttered the most cruel and vicious lines in the lightest tone, completely forgetting that it was the man who wanted to vent her anger on her, which shows that she also hated her very much.

When it comes to venting anger, Belmode is better.

After meeting a boy who was still a boy, a woman deliberately does not reveal her true self in front of her favorite child: like a rotten golden apple, it has a beautiful appearance, but the inside has long been rotten, and the juice that flows out is sweet and delicious venom.

Even knowing that the young man is not a pure and flawless little white flower, but also has an unspeakable dark side, she still restrains herself cautiously. When in front of him, she always smiles, all kinds of gentle smiles, for fear that the ugliest side will be caught by him. If you can see clearly, and thus be hated by him, then you will never be able to get close to him.

Belmode will not tell anyone, including men, that she actually realized her cognitive distortion very early on.

After all, is she a "relative" who is connected by blood with the real BOSS.

12 years ago, the moment Belmode saw the boy who was convinced that he was the "BOSS", he felt inexplicably that something was wrong.

The appearance is wrong, not the red hair and red eyes... The age is wrong, it should be older, so old that it is full of rotten breath, every time I look at it, my heart will be wrapped in unstoppable awe...

Why is it wrong?

The red-haired boy was pale and thin, looking at her with empty red eyes. After a very long hesitation, a moment of uneasiness that was extremely hard to capture flashed hastily.

Out of place.

Like a little animal that couldn't find a home and was forced to get lost in a dark corner.

But the memory of [Can't be tampered with] is in her mind, telling her that he is indeed the boss of the black organization, the gentleman who hides behind the crows, the existence that she fears and cannot get rid of, there is no doubt about it.

Unbelievable, but it is true.

Belmode tried to find out the truth.

But as soon as the idea was born, she gave up.

Because she soon found out in shock that her "fear" of the boy was as illusory as a castle in the air.

This kid is different.

——Although he is selfish, timid, indifferent and self-willed, he keeps himself in a box and refuses to be touched by others.

This child is a "treasure" that the gloomy world is finally willing to take pity on and quietly gave her.

They are "relatives" who are not related by blood but can rely on each other.

The young man thought that he was bothering her more, but the woman thought that from the moment her cognition changed silently, her muddy life with no hope in sight was also changed by the young man.

There is more light in the darkness, the flesh is not so thoroughly rotted, and there are even signs of returning to life.

A terrible, crazy and cruel guy like Gin can be accepted by the boy only because he is useful. Belmode disdains to compare with a mad dog, but he has to take care of his own image in the boy's heart.

She knew that the young man would not accept the hopelessly bad dregs, so she quietly observed and approached quietly, and at the same time made her appearance look more perfect. Naturally, all the less "perfect" ones were placed on the young man. Out of sight.

Then she finally succeeded, and since then, she has depended on him to live.

Belmode thought that she could no longer bear the world without him shining on her, even if she wanted to be with a man who was so disgusted that she wanted to shoot him to death... Okay, Gin, breathing the same air is not impossible.

She is like a mother who pampers her child unconditionally. She is willing to satisfy all his willful demands.

He locked himself in the laboratory so busy that he forgot the time, but she felt distressed but didn't stop him, she just knocked on his door at meal time, put on a windshield coat for him, and reminded him to pay attention to his body.

He didn't want her haggard and painful appearance to be seen by her, so she kept a distance from him, only hoping to share his worries in her own way, even if only a little.

He wants to live.Even if her hands are stained with the blood of countless people, her smile will not change color, and she will do whatever it takes to keep him alive.

He chose to die—

Belmode said at the time that she would support all his decisions, and she told herself the same time and time again when the Ferris wheel stopped rotating and the pod stopped at high altitude.

However, the fact is that she overestimated herself.

She didn't expect that the "death" that had never been spoken by a man turned out to be the real "death".

Belmode's eyes never left, so she could see clearly.

She was more clearly aware of this than Matsuda Jinhei who was on the other side of the scene, and Furutani Rei who was transferred to the video for repeated confirmation afterwards.

The beloved child did not return to the ground from the air, he died on the Ferris wheel.

He became the endless embers of the long night, his body was burned to ashes, scattered in the black and red ruins, no matter what he couldn't lift it up, he couldn't put it together.

Since then, the new flesh growing from the heart has rotted again, even turning blacker than before in an instant.

Because the person who needs to be carefully concealed is gone, the woman's behavior is more ostentatious, her temperament is capricious, and no one can figure out whether she is happy or angry under her beautiful smile, and whether there will be blood in the next moment.

Belmode exhausted his remaining rationality before controlling himself to let go of the former "student" who knew nothing. If he attacked that hateful lucky one, wouldn't it mean that her child died in vain?

In the same way, she also has to look at the man's face, let go of the FBI undercover agent who cheated and concealed it and finally escaped, because the man said that if the brazen moth dies, it will affect him, and she has to think about him ...

--impossible.

It is still possible to live in harmony with Gin in this life, but to let Akai Shuichi go, it is impossible in this life, we can only wait for one of them to go to hell first.

That's right, it's about venting anger. Belmode has almost no so-called moral values, or any kind of boring relief. She has to find a damned person to vent her regret to the point of madness, and Shuichi Akai is the best candidate.

Besides, the man is dead, so what effect can it have, can it affect him to come back to life?If possible, Akai Shuichi had better die now.

She once hunted down Akai Shuichi herself, and nearly died by carelessness, and was escaped by that cunning bastard.

It would be safer and more convenient to join hands with Gin directly, but Belmode really didn't want to talk to that man. Now she can accept sitting and drinking with Gin, but she doesn't want to listen to the nonsense that the man thinks he can see through her.

——Vermouth, before the boss returns, even if you are crazy, don't be so stupid as to drag a mouse to accompany you to death.

Belmode laughed after hearing this.

Come back... will the man come back?Is there any chance he will come back?She prayed desperately that he didn't lie to him and that he would really come back, but her heart was always hanging in the air, tortured by doubts, and in the end even she couldn't tell whether she believed it or not.

So she smiled and said to the man she hated as always, oh, oh, what an incredible concern, Gin, but you can rest assured that I will live to the end even if I am crazy.

She will live obediently until the end, until the day when she loses all patience and can no longer feel hope - until that day, it will be the time for her to drag everyone together to die.

Yes, it wasn't just Shuichi Akai then.

What could a desperate woman care about?Restraining myself to wait a few more years, and using the least painful way to send someone off on the road is her last tenderness—except, of course, Akai Shuichi and Gin.

A shameless undercover agent has his exclusive special treatment. For Gin, she just can't tolerate him enjoying everything left by a man. The master is gone, and all the "relics" will naturally be buried for him.

Belmode even bluntly disclosed his plans to the parties involved.

Gin didn't even bother to say a word to her, probably because the two had the opposite intentions, Gin didn't plan to court death with the crazy Belmode, he wanted to guard the "relic" until the end, even if he wanted to die, it would be the same as collapsed The behemoths died together.

Belmode also saw through his thoughts. Before, she would have a quarrel and pointed at each other on the spot, but now she doesn't care, anyway, that day hasn't come yet, and when it really comes to despair, she won't care whether Gin is happy or not No one related to that man will fall, they will all be dragged into the water by her.

——Unless the man really came back in time.

When he came back, she could regain her composure for a second, put away her cruel face as if nothing had happened, walked to him with a smile, continued to endure the air polluted by Gin, and continued to stalk the undercover friend of the BOSS Open gates to prevent flooding.

and so……

In these days that are still bearable.

Belmode no longer takes the risk of going out in person. With Bourbon who is biting the "traitor" with red eyes, she gives him a little help from time to time, reveals some important information about the "traitor", and then sits and watches that Bourbon is stronger than her. Chasing the FBI hard.

In this way, after the man came back, she could innocently say, Boss, I did not knowingly commit the crime, and Akai Hideichi's death was his own fate, and Bourbon did it.

So Akai Shuichi really died.

Although it wasn't Bourbon's fault, so did Gin who instructed Keir to shoot the FBI ten times in the head and heart.

After that, Belmode regretted it.

If she had known that Akai Shuichi had just died, her boss and her child would have been able to come back. Before that, she had desperately wanted to send Akai Shuichi on the road ahead of schedule.

——Okay, okay, don't be angry with him, it's just a coincidence, it really doesn't matter whether he dies or not.

--Um?This tone doesn't sound worried at all, is the lucky mouse still alive?

--oops.

—Pfft... It doesn't matter if he is alive, I don't care about his life or death at all.

The weather is uncertain, and the beautiful smile of the witch with a thousand faces is like a poppy flower. In front of the man who finally returned, her face and thoughts changed quickly, which is not surprising at all.

Who is Akai Shuichi?Does she know?It has nothing to do with her, Gin has a headache.

A miracle happened, and the rotten golden apple was renewed, exuding joy from the inside out.

Belmode still wanted to polish the surface of the fruit skin brighter as before, and then quietly hide all the silt that cannot be exposed. She is still that gentle and considerate woman.

The man didn't open his mouth, but told her the answer with extremely tolerant eyes.

He has changed a lot.

But he is still him.

He gave her a warm hug, but Yinhong's soft moonlight eyes reversed his position, as if from now on, Belmode was the object of his unconditional indulgence, and she no longer had to take his opinion into consideration, what about the rotten fruit? , under his wing, she has the right to act willfully.

What? The other hand of the BOSS is still holding a person?Beasts that are in the way and want to occupy the territory can't make him disappear manually, can't they be blocked automatically?

The feeling of being a protected person is very novel, and Belmode thinks it is not bad.

She accepted it very naturally, and immediately integrated into the practice. She could enjoy the joy of being raised by a grown-up child, but it didn't affect her, who was equally indifferent, gritted her teeth and openly exposed her bad intentions of revenge.

"It's hard to choose. Let's just do it this way. How about going first to the slaughterhouse and then throwing it into the incinerator? The leftover dregs will be poured into Tokyo Bay." The woman was full of interest.

Qian Mu laughed: "Okay, okay, whatever."

However, Belmode felt dull in the next moment: "Forget it, the clowns in the circus are not worth the trouble, how about just catching a few idiots who have run into trouble to vent their anger?"

She didn't forget the belief that the boss's time is the most precious, wasting energy for a small organization that doesn't know where everyone is hiding, not to mention why the black organization boss is doing white jobs for the incompetent police, in case the time is delayed, What if I make a mistake again?

Belmode thought of the terminal illness that the man had not mentioned so far, and his heart throbbed again and again.

Qian Mu put the useless diamonds aside, and patted her hands that were gripping her braids reassuringly, as if she didn't feel the pain of her hair being pulled heavily, and she didn't intend to let the woman let go.

But Belmode himself let go.

"You don't need to deal with them with a serious attitude, just treat them as entertainment-based relaxation, and this feeling is right."

The woman seemed to have regained the feeling of snickering and watching the excitement at the police academy, and she winked at Qianmu deliberately: "It's very warm and hard to be surrounded by friends, isn't it, BO~SS~? "

Qian Mu didn't mind being teased by her: "Yeah, it's so warm that I can't breathe, why don't I find a chance to sneak out now?"

"Okay~ It's an honor to be your travel companion on this leisure and entertainment trip~"

Having said that, Belmode's voice suddenly changed slightly.

"I don't have any other opinions, but—are you really going to bring that family... man?"

Qian Mu looked at her innocently.

Belmode also looked back innocently.

"Boss, don't get me wrong. I don't mean anything else. It's just that Gin, who has received special care from you, has a heavy responsibility. Even if he starts to go to bed early and get up early now, he will have too much work to do during the day. If he stays with us for a few days , the piled-up tasks are just... heck, it's completely unimaginable."

Qian Mu remained calm: "It's because Gin's exhaustion is visible to the naked eye that we should care for him more, take him out for travel, and help him balance work and rest."

"Hey, the boss is so gentle. It is obvious that the other party is just a stubborn person who has repeatedly disobeyed your orders and deserves to die suddenly from overwork... Do you think he is really asleep now?"

"Sleep, let's go." Qianmu pondered, with a little uncertainty in his voice, "The little evil beast has already reported to me."

"You have to consider the possibility that the little evil beast will be subdued by him, and the big and small will unite to deceive you. Doesn't that kid adore Gin? For people like Gin, deception and intimidation are worse than drinking water." Be natural... what a hopeless man, Gin."

The most prominent manifestation of Belmode's unintentional restraint is that she has begun to slander Gin undisguisedly, and every word is putting eye drops on a colleague who is sleeping in the next room.

Yes, Gin is next door.

As the actual power holder and killer of the organization, Gin certainly has real estate, but he has no fixed residence. He lives in luxury suites in five-star hotels with few belongings. Cool style without sloppy.

After the night fell, the action ended quickly. During the Digimon's noisy "Big brother, big brother, big brother, it's nine o'clock, big brother, big brother, it's time to go to bed", the man trusted by the BOSS pressed the veins that popped out around the temple with his blood-stained fingers. , I found a nearby hotel to rest.

Directly facing the top floor of Tokyo Tower, there are only three rooms inhabited. Gin's room is in the middle, and the room on the left is occupied by his faithful little brother Vodka. At that time, the room on his right was not occupied.

Mr. Assassin, who has fallen asleep at the moment, doesn't know that there are people on the right now—it just so happens that one is the most important man in his heart, and the other is a woman who he hates second only to a certain deceased FBI. Oh, Akai Hideichi is dead, Then she will be promoted to the first place.

The woman Gin hates the most is still sowing discord next door: "I don't believe Gin is really so obedient, Boss, do you believe it? Do you really believe it?"

BOSS: "Ah, um, um."

In fact, I believe it, but it seems that I don't believe it too much.

Suspicion greatly affects the relationship between the two, so BOSS chooses not to be suspicious and hits a straight ball.

He sent Gin a text message:

[Gin, are you asleep? 】

"........."

"Hey—hahahaha, that's too foul, my boss, how can you be so cute!"

Seeing that she was in a good mood immediately, she forgot to continue to pick Gin's thorns in the blink of an eye, and the red-haired man who had nothing to do with cuteness smiled and said nothing.

For a subordinate who can't sleep well, it doesn't matter if he, the hands-off boss, sacrifices himself.

——It will never be sacrificed to the end, the relationship between Belmode and Gin is still unreconciled... right?

The boss thought for a second, then resolutely gave up thinking about the future, and we will talk about the future.

"Is Gin awake, saw it, but just didn't reply on purpose?"

Belmode was thoughtful, and if she didn't stop her, her next sentence might be that this man is so disrespectful to the BOSS, so bold.

Well, Bai sacrificed.Qian Mu thought to himself, and then said something fair for Gin: "It's more likely that he fell asleep and was awakened by the SMS notification sound. He saw it, but after urgent thinking, he realized that the problem of replying was more serious, so he simply didn't reply."

Belmode: "Tsk."

Qian Mu: "It's getting late."

Belmode put on a smile: "Okay~ Since Gin is asleep, leave him alone, and tell him to put down the task and start a vacation tomorrow. Since it is the request of the BOSS, he will definitely accept it."

"He lives next door. Let's call him directly tomorrow morning."

"Tsk... ok~ Qianmu, you should rest."

"OK, good night."

Of course, the BOSS who pays attention to health preservation will not stay up late, sleep without dreams all night, and sleep quite comfortably.

There was a man who planned how to kill and set fire during the day, but he didn't get a good night's sleep when he returned from killing and setting fire at night.

The cause was a random text message.

Thanks to the little evil beast, after ten o'clock in the evening, even if Gin wants to deal with organizational affairs that he didn't have time to look at during the day, his mobile phone will be disconnected from the Internet and his mailbox will be emptied. It was lively, and it was even called "creating a perfect sleeping environment for the elder brother".

Gin crushed ten mobile phones, and now the number 11 is thrown by the pillow. I just bought it yesterday and it is still brand new.

After that, he did lie down, but his face was expressionless the whole time, his breathing rate and severity hardly changed, and only he knew whether he was asleep or not—usually he was able to fall asleep.

Unless the little devil beast makes the "big brother big brother big brother" noise again.

Unless it wasn't long before he closed his eyes, he heard a vibration of the phone that shouldn't be making a sound.

No. 11 mobile phones were almost scrapped by a bullet.

The little evil beast yelled at the critical moment: "Big Brother, Big Brother, Big Brother, I'm sorry! It's Master Yuan's text message, I dare not stop it!"

Gin: "...BOSS?"

There was a slight pause.

Smelling blood, the silver wolf opened his eyes.

Sleepiness seemed to have never appeared in the cold green pupils, and Beretta, who never left his body when he was asleep, was pressed under his palm.

Gin didn't have extra thoughts, the BOSS would send a message at this time, it could only be an important matter that he had to deal with personally.

In view of the fact that the few times the BOSS took the initiative to call before, almost none of them were good things, Gin's implied vigilance reaction is very reasonable: he first considers whether the BOSS is safe at the moment, and secondly considers that someone who has no eyesight has provoked the BOSS , How many people need to be mobilized to completely crush the "danger" to zero.

This reaction cannot be called excessive. Gin has already made an irreparable mistake due to negligence, and he is absolutely not stupid enough to make the same mistake again. For the important people who swear allegiance, it is not too much to prepare exaggerated protective measures.

The killing intent that burst out from the silver-haired man was too fierce, as if the ice edge had long been ground into a sharp sword, and patience has finally been able to slash the night.

"...Big brother!!!"

The little evil beast enjoyed the high-definition live version, and was overwhelmed by the cool and heroic appearance of the elder brother. With tears in his eyes, he manipulated the camera to take [-] consecutive shots [The wolf is about to kill the enemy of the BOSS.jpg].

At this moment, the eldest brother had turned over and put on a dark black coat that seemed to be melted into the night, and was pulling out the long hair that was in the way from behind the collar with one hand.

Little Evil Beast realized later: "Big brother, why don't you go to sleep, where are you going, big brother?"

"By the way, big brother, big brother, Master Yuan's text message is just one sentence! He asked you, are you asleep? Shall I help you back, big brother?"

Big brother: "..."

The elder brother's cold complexion suddenly changed for some reason, he strode over, drove it away from the receiving interface, and read the text message he just received in person.

"........."

The silver-haired man was silent.

The message sent by the BOSS is not a task, and it has nothing to do with "danger", but it reveals kindness between the lines.

The boss only cares about his sleep, so he specifically asked, Gin, are you asleep?

Gin was probably very touched.

He just stared at these extremely warm words, and after a while, he untied the belt of the coat again. During this period, he used a little more force, and the belt was pulled straight off by him.

The wings of the little evil beast came in from outside the frame of the text message: "Big brother, big brother, are you sleepy, are you going to sleep, big brother? Let me help you reply to Mr. Yuan! Let me just say, you haven't—"

"...Shut up, I'll answer by myself."

Gin sat by the bed with a gloomy expression.

He wanted to smoke a cigarette and use nicotine to suppress the rage caused by the little devil beast, but the cigarette has been confiscated by the boss. He can ignore the existence of Digimon, but he can no longer live up to the painstaking efforts of the boss...

Facing the BOSS's caring words to calm down his mood and suppress his craving for cigarettes, Gin immediately realized that this text message cannot be answered.

He did fall asleep before receiving the text message and did not distort the facts.

It seems feasible to tell the truth about the passage, but a shadow flashed in the eyes of the particularly keen man, as if he had caught the evil thoughts from very close, as if no matter whether he replied or not, he would be caught by someone like Belmode The guy plotted.

"Vermouth..."

Gin muttered silently with disgust on his face, and instinctively concluded that this woman must have messed up something. After the boss returned, the woman became more and more lawless by relying on the boss's connivance.

There is only one person who can make Gin willingly restrain his temper. Belmode has been blessed by that person, and he can tolerate him a little more, but there is only that "point".

The man in an extremely bad mood lay down again and made a plan before going to bed. If Belmod continued to act recklessly, even if he would be blamed by the BOSS, he would teach Belmod a lesson.

It's "blame", not "punishment", which shows that the silver-haired man also knows it.

He is the sharpest sword in the hands of the BOSS, and the most loyal knight of the BOSS, but it is not limited to this, in the sincerity that no longer needs to be verified, there is also a relationship that Gin in the past could never think of himself.

He who has endured Belmode for several years can take revenge and go back. As long as it is limited to the safe range that only makes Belmode suffer, the BOSS will at most helplessly intervene in the fight, saying a few words to the side that made the most mistakes, and Nothing will happen to him.

Although Gin once did something slightly out of line, the BOSS still didn't punish him at that time, but these are two completely different situations.

Now it's like—the treatment of Belmode, and there is also a silver-haired man who is alone.

It felt very weird, maybe it was Gin who sneered at it, but it really fell on him, and the man accepted it naturally.

Because the difference is not much.It's just pushing the "thing" that is more important than your own life to a position that will never fall.

The beginning was wrong, but the ending was as it should be, as if it should be like this.

Gin has enough time to adapt to the new relationship model. He is open-minded and sees the changes clearly, but he won't show off like Belmode, and he can't wait to write the boss's love on his face.

— Pompous, contrived, disgusting.

Making a mocking comment to the smug woman, Gin began to fall asleep for the second time.

His sleep has always been extremely shallow, and he is disturbed by emotional ups and downs and Belmode's plotting in the air. It is normal to not sleep well.

Seven o'clock in the morning the next day.

The man whose work and rest time was forcibly revised woke up on time, muted his phone immediately, and cut off the broken voice of the little evil beast yelling "Big Brother, Big Brother, wake up".

The process of the cold killer getting up was also neat and cold, and soon, the man in the room became that cold-eyed Gin again.

Today's itinerary was arranged three days ago. Gin is going to Nagano with vodka. There is no need to delay, and he can leave now.

however.

The silent footsteps of the silver-haired man suddenly stopped a few steps away from the door.

Sight down, a small shadow looms between the cracks in the door.

The shadow paused outside the door for more than a minute, yet to move.

Under the top hat, Gin's miniature green pupils flashed disdain, but the corners of his mouth turned up, as if he was excited that his prey was so stupid that he wanted to kill himself.

Whether it was the crude trick of a stalker, or the random coincidence of some unlucky soul, there was only one ending.

A suspicious man will not let go of any "coincidence".

Gin walked over, still without making a sound.

After listening through the door for a short while, the sneer at the corner of his mouth became wider. When he opened the door, his movements were as fast as lightning. The person who had stopped outside his door for a long time had no resistance, and he grabbed his neck with one hand and dragged him into the door Inside.

"Click!"

The door was closed by the back of the unlucky ghost, Gin's cold eyes did not look at the opponent's face carefully, the barrel of the gun went from bottom to top, and in the next instant it crashed into the opponent's soft jaw.

It will be easier to handle next, press the trigger without asking, leave the dead body indifferently, open the door and leave...

"..."

Inexplicably.

The ruthless killer who was about to kill someone froze for a moment.

The subject who was about to be murdered blinked innocently.

This unlucky guy has an ordinary appearance, slightly fair skin, an ordinary and slightly fat body, and looks a few years older than Gin. The only place that can leave a memory is his eyes.

He has a pair of eyes reminiscent of the sky and the sea, clear and quiet sky blue, as if there is a mysterious lake flowing in the bottom of the eyes.

What a familiar color.

Even Gin, who has no interest in whether the color is blue, white or black, can recognize it.

After all, the blue of the same style is embedded in the brooch that he only wears on special occasions.

"Well... I just want to ask you, do you want to have breakfast together?"

The unlucky guy lowered his eyelids, as if a little sad: "Skipping breakfast is bad for your health, Gin."

Gin was stunned for a second, and then turned the direction of the gun without hesitation in the next second, as if he wanted to prove by action that it didn't matter whether he had breakfast or not, he first shot himself with the arm that attacked the boss.

"No, I still need to use this hand to hold the chopsticks later."

Qian Mu, who made a disguise, held down the arm of his subordinate who was not calm enough, and urgently prevented him from switching to shooting with his non-dominant hand: "Be calm and calm, both hands are useful, and I will not allow any one missing."

"Boss, I—"

Gin's frantically constricted pupils hadn't dilated normally, at this moment, there was a knock on the door behind Qianmu.

"Knock, knock, knock."

The people outside knocked gently, but with a murderous look, they passed through the door without a doubt.

Qianmu controlled Gin with his right hand, turned his left hand, and opened the door helplessly.

A woman with a more beautiful fake smile than real smile appeared outside the door.

"Morning, Gin."

"Have you finally suffered from Parkinson's due to overwork and premature aging? Do you need help? I can help you saw off the hand that can't hold the gun right now."

Oh, I'm sorry, I'm missing something handy, and it still doesn't work "now".

In order to show the deep affection between the BOSS's right and left arm, Belmode looked around for suitable tools.