On the possibility of Gin's younger brother taking his older brother away

Chihara Aki sat in the passenger seat of the Porsche.

Gin started the car and said, "Manhattan from Country F is confirmed to be an undercover agent of DGS. The organization has mastered their meeting place. Now we are going to Country F to clear them out."

Manhattan?

It seems that there is a member who does not appear in the plot, which means that I can show my skills in front of Gin brother.

"Understood. I'll make sure they never come back." Qian Yuanqiu curled the corners of his lips with a sinister smile.

Gin was very satisfied with this answer, and the same cold murderous intent flashed in their similar dark green pupils.

Charles de Gaulle Airport in Country F

A tall woman with short curly hair was leaning against the car door, her sexy lips pouted, her hands folded across her chest, waiting for the guests.

She reached out and raised her glasses, looking impatient, until two dark figures approached from a distance.

"Hey, long time no see, Gin." She waved lazily, indicating her seat.

Gin looked at the woman's dress and frowned deeply: "Binga, maybe a direct sex change would be more suitable for you."

Binga snorted inwardly and ignored the taunting, turning his gaze to another person.

The other person was half a head shorter than Gin. He wore a baseball cap, a comfortable black hoodie, slim-fitting sweatpants and casual shoes. His style was youthful and opposite to Gin's.

"You are..." Binjia looked him up and down, a little confused about the identity of the person.

"Ramos, Gin's right-hand man." Qian Yuanqiu waved with a smile.

Binga immediately lost interest and stole a glance at Gin's expression.

It’s strange that this guy didn’t react. Doesn’t he dislike noisy people?

Binga was once scolded by Gin for being too outrageous, and he was even more upset about the double standards at this time.

Gin didn't bother to pay attention to Binga's probing, he pulled open the back seat and sat in it: "What's the situation now."

Binga turned his back and rolled his eyes, helplessly acting as a driver.

Who can blame a high-ranking official for being so powerful? When he replaces Curacao and Bourbon as Lord Rum's most trusted confidant, the first thing he will do is to get rid of Gin.

"Manhattan will meet with DGS tomorrow to prepare to destroy the weapons depot that leaked us."

Binga reported honestly: "But he doesn't know that his identity has been exposed yet."

Qian Yuanqiu asked curiously: "Are we going to meet the person in charge in France now?"

At this point, Binga snorted again: "The French person in charge has not shown up for a long time. Now it is his adopted son Deqili who is handling the work."

Otherwise, he thought about jumping over to Lord Rum's side, which would be more promising than now.

"It is said that you discovered the rat this time, Binga." Gin's sharp eyes passed through the silver hair and pointed directly at the 'woman' in the driver's seat.

Binga glanced at Gin through the rearview mirror. Although he looked down on Gin, he still felt uneasy under his gaze.

All traitors and undercover agents found in the organization must be reported to Gin - this is an unwritten rule.

But this time he was the first to inform Rum, and Gin learned about this mission from that person.

But Binga was Binga indeed. He quickly calmed down and met Gin's gaze in the rearview mirror.

"Yes, since I discovered it first, I naturally have the right to decide how to deal with it, right?"

"Oh, of course." Gin chuckled: "I only care about the final outcome of the mouse."

He didn't care that Binga reported the matter to Rum without his knowledge. It was a personal choice and he would not interfere.

The only ones he really cares about are the undercover agents and rats who try to disrupt the organization's existence.

"Well done, Binga."

"Huh?" Binga turned his head away in disbelief. His self-proclaimed enemy had already closed his eyes, as if refusing to talk to him.

"That's great, I have to work harder to get praise from Brother Gin."

Just now, Qian Yuanqiu learned Binga's information from Noah and looked at him with ill intentions.

However, Binga, who was in shock, did not notice the co-pilot's gaze and turned his head away angrily.

Who wants praise from this guy?

When we arrived at the base in Country F, Deqili had already brought people to greet us at the door.

"Gin, I've heard a lot about you."

Deqili was tall, with broad shoulders, and a thick black eyebrow on his square face, which made him look quite righteous.

Gin put his hands in his pockets and walked straight into the base without paying any attention.

Qian Yuanqiu followed him, tilted his head and smiled at Deqili.

The latter was not surprised by Gin's temper, so he shrugged and followed with his men.

The traitor this time came from the F country branch. It was their fault for failing in their duty, so they cannot escape responsibility in this matter.

Only by cooperating with the headquarters' Gin and destroying the undercover agent and the organization he belongs to can he make amends.

And Gin is an expert in this area, so he took advantage of the situation and made a prompt decision to give the temporary command to Gin.

Gin asked, "Where is Manhattan now?"

"He should be at his residence. We didn't alert the enemy." Deqili replied.

"What will be the scale and attack methods of DGS tomorrow night?" Gin asked, sitting in the middle of the black leather sofa with his long legs crossed.

"A team of 50 elite soldiers, Manhattan and them will work together to attack by surprise."

"..."

Binga suggested: "How about we set up a circle and wait for them to come in and then catch them in the trap?"

Gin raised his eyelids and looked at him nonchalantly, and said coldly: "Too little."

"What?" Binga bent one leg, leaned against the wall and looked over in confusion.

The others also looked puzzled.

"Gin-san means that the DGS sent too few people. Killing only 50 people is not enough to deter the other side."

Chihara Aki lay on the back of the sofa, explaining what Gin had not finished saying.

Gin closed his eyes, as if to agree with this.

Binga agreed with Gin for once, and he pinched his chin thoughtfully: "That's true, it's better to reciprocate."

This was the first time that Deqili had witnessed Gin's style, and he was unable to follow the thoughts of the three men for a moment, until Gin's cold voice brought him back to his senses.

"Deqili, are there any distribution locations of DGS?"

"Yes, yes." Deqili came back to his senses and projected the DGS information onto the big screen in the center of the room.

"The nearest branch to here is the one in the neighboring city of U."

"Wow." Binga raised an eyebrow.

The F Country branch has always been lazy, and most people looked at each other in bewilderment when faced with such a decision made by the people from the headquarters.

You know, even if you only target a branch, it would be considered a declaration of war against official agencies.

Only Deqili was lost in thought.

Qian Yuanqiu looked at the people whispering, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, but there was a cold sharp blade hidden in the subtle curve.

"They die or you die, choose one?"

"Are you threatening me?" A muscular man walked forward with a fierce look on his face.

Qian Yuanqiu flipped over the sofa lightly, stood in front of Gin, and said sarcastically: "If you like being a pig so much, just go back to your pigpen."

"I agree with this. When did the organization produce trash like you?" Binga also stopped being casual and walked over with a solemn look.

The sturdy man saw Binga, who had been staying in France, also standing opposite him. His chest heaved violently and he turned his head to seek support from his companions.

He never expected that everyone was staring at him coldly, and Deqili had a gloomy face, as if they were looking at a dead person.

"We were just surprised, why did you jump out?"

"Who hired someone so timid?"

"Hey, hey, isn't this guy also an undercover agent?"

Listening to the whispers around him, the strong man knew he was finished and turned around to escape.

Qian Yuanqiu took out a gun, pointed it at his heart, and pulled the trigger.

Blood mist spurted out.

Deqili looked at the corpse on the ground with disgust, and the person next to him dragged it away with a tactful look.

Gin sat on the sofa indifferently, his eyes sweeping over the people present, without any warmth, as if he was looking at a group of dead people.

The whole room fell silent in an instant.