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Xinfan ridiculed: "Who else? What they want is nothing more than an immortal stone."

After learning that Rum's goal was Pandora, Xinfan expected this day. It's just that Rum's movements were too slow, and he didn't make any substantial moves until today.

Jiang Gu Ling frowned upon hearing this: "Is the immortal stone in your hand?"

"At least Rum thinks so."

The real immortal stone is still at Kuroba Kuaito. At that time, Shinhan, in order to divert Rum's attention, specially made a show to get the immortal stone back. Regardless of whether he can really fool Rum, at least it can play a deceptive role.

Jiang Guling rubbed his eyebrows tiredly: "We still have to rely on Gu Gangzhi to open the Immortal Stone, but that person doesn't seem to be a good companion."

"He won't believe us." Xinfan said bluntly, "and I always feel that he has become something wrong after escaping from the gin, although I don't know what the problem is. For now, we'd better not fight. His idea."

"Well, I agree."

...

It was the night, Gin was still doing his old job of murder and arson, and vodka was his loyal follower.

In a messy apartment, Vodka was rummaging through boxes and cabinets searching for the purpose of their mission-leaving all kinds of traces of their identity.

Gin looked at the man lying in a pool of blood indifferently, expressionless.

Suddenly, the hairs all over his body shuddered, sending dangerous signals to the brain quickly.

The movement of the body was faster than the reaction of the brain, and when the gunfire sounded, the gin had been hiding behind the bunker.

Vodka was so startled by the gunshots that he hurriedly searched for cover.

The gin instantly relied on the sound of the gun to locate him, and he stared savagely in a certain direction on the heights: "Sniper, one person."

Dare to count him alone! Gin decided to let that arrogant sniper see the sinister world.

"Vodka, gun!" Gin said loudly.

Vodka hurriedly took out a pistol and threw it over. While throwing it away, he wondered, does the eldest brother have a gun himself, and he uses it more easily.

The gin suffocated. What is he expecting?

"It's a rifle!" Gin gritted his teeth.

Vodka oh oh twice, and quickly handed the rifle to the eldest brother.

Getting the gin is like getting the sniper but the weather is not good from time to time. Although he is full of momentum, but the level is really not enough to see-of course, his not enough to see is not enough compared with Akai and Mescal. Look.

Compared to sniping, Gin is better at close range shooting.

The courage to attack both sides is the most important test for Sniper, and Gin Jiu believes that no one can surpass him at this point. But he forgot that when a person's ability is too much higher than his opponent, he can completely ignore the opponent's courage.

then--

"boom!"

"Snapped!"

The sight of the gin shattered, and the bullet struck his cheek, leaving a hideous blood mark on his fair and smooth skin.

Similar confrontation, same ending, it may be late, but it will never be absent.

"Big brother?!" Vodka panicked. He rarely saw the gin injured, not to mention the situation with only one enemy.

"Mezcal!!" Gin roared angrily and impotently.

Even though he still couldn't see the face of the sniper until now, the face-to-face oppression and sniper technique crushed just now allowed Gin to confirm the identity of the opponent.

There are not many people who can hurt him by attacking him. One Shuichi Akai is now in Northern Europe, and the only thing left is Mescal!

Vodka was shocked: "That person is Mezcal?"

A few hundred meters away, Gin squinted his eyes and saw that the man raised his hand and waved at him. Then, the man evacuated from the roof.

"let's go!"

"But brother, I haven't found the list yet."

"No more, retreat!"

Before leaving, Vodka looked back at the target who was lying in a pool of blood. He suddenly felt that this person was very pitiful, because he died in vain and did not even bring any benefit to the organization.

Outside the apartment building, Maserati in Mezcal has stopped there.

Gin approached and saw that there was no one on Maserati.

Is it a trap or...

"Two, I know my car is very cool. But if you keep staring at it, I will warn you that you are a car thief." Mezcal's careless voice sounded behind the gin.

Gin turned to look, and the man was slowly walking towards Maserati.

"Huh—"

Without saying a word, Gin pointed the muzzle directly at Mezcal and pulled the trigger.

"call out--"

The bullet roared, passed through the broken hair of Mezcal's forehead, and landed on the ground tens of meters away, hitting a shallow crater.

"This is just a warning." The murderous spirit on the gin raged without money. After he said this coldly, he was about to leave with the vodka.

"Gin wine." Xinfan stopped him. "There is no need to calculate during the cooperation process. I will return your things."

After all, Xinfan threw all the bugs collected by him and Jiang Guling at the feet of the gin.

Gin saw those things and immediately understood why Mezcal was suddenly crazy today.

He frowned and retorted, "I didn't do this."

Xinfan sneered, "Who else would you be, Rum?"

The gin was silent.

Vodka asked in a naive way: "Why can't it be rum?"

"Rum instead of using this kind of unpretentious means, it is better to execute me directly. They do this kind of thing most smoothly, don't they?"

Jinjiu bent over to pick up the bugs on the ground, and with a slight force, those bugs that had been destroyed by Xinfan and Jiangguling turned into powder.

He raised his eyes and stared at Mezcal indifferently: "Then ask what you got.

"Eternal Life Stone, in your hand, right?"

Xinfan's face changed slightly: "Before I went to South Africa, I hadn't even heard of such a name~www.readwn.com~How could it be with me?"

"I used to wonder why Takeda Luo would find you." Gin said in a low voice, "but if you are the one who can inherit the immortal stone, everything will be explained clearly."

"Takeda Luo?" Xin Fan frowned.

"He should be the person Rum wants to kill the most, but Rum has allowed him to live another seventeen years."

"What do you know?" Xinfan asked.

"I just joined the organization seventeen years ago and I don't know much about it. However, if someone can take something from Rum's pocket, that person is likely to be Takeda Luo." Ginjiu paused, and then again. Said, "Takeda Luo may be older than all the members of the organization now."

"Including Rum?"

"Including Rum."

"But..." Xinfan suddenly stopped the question about to blurt out.

He almost asked Gin just now, how could Takeda Luo is the veteran of the organization because he is so young.